"You left me! You killed my brother and then left me alone! You made me this way! Why do you come crawling back all these years later?! To break my heart again?!"
So I kinda wanna do something. If someone's actually interested I'll explain the plot, but it's late and I need to go to bed (if I don't do this I'll forget the idea).
Yeah, it's not based on Frozen so please don't say that.
It is mildly based on something and if you can guess what that is I'll be really impressed.
Um… can I join? And is this roleplay based off of the original Snow Queen story?
(no, it is not. it is based off a movie from 2016. i guess the movie has elements of the Snow Queen, but this rp itself isn't based on the Snow Queen. also yes. i.. start writing my plot idea up when i can)
(ok so for the sake of easiness, im just gonna use placeholder names. rachel for my character and anna for yours
So Rachel and Anna are in a romantic relationship. Rachel is a princess and her older brother is king. Anna's dad is like evil or something and he tasks her to kill Rachel's brother. Anna does it because she know that her dad can do some really bad stuff to her if she doesn't. She makes a selfish decision and does it.
Rachel and her brother are really close. Rachel has ice powers buried deep inside her and she doesn't know, they haven't come out yet. When she finds her brother's dead body, they come out. She finds out that Anna was the one who did it, and Anna has to run away to escape death.
Rachel becomes queen and adopts the mindset that love no longer exists. She is still kind but is cold.
Like five years later Anna decides to come back and try to fix her mistake.
Does that make sense? Are you still in to do it?)
(bump?)
(I like it!)
(OK cool! It's literally midnight where I live and I really should go to bed so I will try and get a template in the morning)
Name:
Age: (21-23, were teenagers when the whole thing happened)
Gender:
Sexuality:
Appearance: (detailed, no links unless described)
Style: (day-to-day clothing)
Personality:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Background: (preferably not containing much about the other character)
Powers: (please not op. just because someone has control over water doesn't mean that they can control someone else because of the water in their body, it doesn't work like that)
Other:
(Sorry about taking so long to respond!)
Name: Celeste "Leste" Sanguinem
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Pansexual
Appearance: She gives off a haunted-doll vibe, with her delicate features and high cheekbones. She is pretty, with long, wavy, dark blonde hair and porcelain-white skin. She has a small, petite frame, and is slender and curvy. Her limbs are strong, slender and full of muscle, and her eyes are a piercing golden amber. She has plump pink lips and dark eyelashes, making her look like she's always wearing makeup, and flawless skin. She's about 5'3''.
Style: Anything smooth and easy to move in, usually silk dresses of tunics, and places to hide weapons. Boots, pants, jacket, and if she wears a dress, she will put slits in the sides, to move easier.
Personality: Celeste is, well… complicated, to say the least. She can change her mood from happy to furious in the blink of an eye, often for reasons no one is even aware of. She's hyper-aware of the things around her, and very observant. She tries to act calm and cool, and usually succeeds. She doesn't like to socialize, and gets irritated very quickly if a person doesn't stop talking to her. She has a short temper, and her anger burns hot and quick. She is sarcastic and sharp-tongued, and can say things that she doesn't mean to say, and will hurt people. She is a fantastic liar, and no one really knows if she's lying or telling the truth. It takes her a while to open up to people, but when she gets to trust you, she is one of the most loyal friends you'll ever have. She can be very scary, when she wants to, and is incredibly dangerous. Sometimes. She hates her father, but worships him, in a sick way.
Likes: Sunsets, sleeping, staying in bed, fighting with knives, avoiding people, history, reading, going for runs, maroon, dancing, dressing up, making people uncomfortable
Dislikes: Her father, bright sunlight, taking responsibility, killing, staying on task, when people hurt her friends, the color orange, horses
Background: Celeste's father is a dangerous and very rich madman, who gets angry over little things and has sudden, wild fits of temper, which is usually directed at his daughter. When the king insulted him, he sent Leste to kill his son. Before then, he had sent her around, paying for her training, so that she could become a powerful mercenary, and she indeed became one, although not up to his preferred standards. He died of a heart attack when she was 20, and she was very glad, and celebrated for days, ending up getting rip-roar drunk every single night,
Powers: Mild Hematokinesis (blood manipulation)
Other: N/A
(Tell me if I need to change anything about her!)
(i love her, she's actually awesome. its gonna be a while before i can get my own character up tho)
(Thanks! And you can take all the time you need!)
(i have to go to work in like an hour but i will try and get my character done when i get back. i hope.)
Name: Izira Galizia
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual
Appearance:
Before: Izira had tanned skin with a few freckles. Her hair was a dark brown, wavy and about halfway down her back. Her eyes were a simple brown, matching her hair.
After: Izira's skin pales significantly from it's former tan, losing its freckles. Her hair is the same other than being completely white. Her eyes are now a complete white as well.
Style: Izira has one style: Ice. Cold. Queen. She creates most of her dresses, and all of them have a similar style. She also has a simpler style that still makes her look formiding but isn't as regal. She will always wear her crown.
Personality:
Before: Izira was kind and carefree. She had no reason to worry about anything so she didn't. She was well loved by the kingdom and her staff.
After: Izira is cold but not heartless. She doesn't believe in love and visibly disproves of all romances in the kingdom, but will rarely stop them from doing it. She has very little emotion and has lost most self control.
Likes: Very little nowadays.
Dislikes: Amara and her father.
Background: Izira has always been very close to her father and brother Chay. Her mother died giving birth to Izira, but neither her father nor Chay blame her for the Queen's death. Izira always knew that Chay would be King when their father died, and she knew he would be a great king. She looked up to him and he was her rock when their father was unable to.
The only person who knew Izira had ice powers was her mother. She also knew that the only way Izira's powers would come out was with extreme trauma. She hoped that that would never happen, but she knew it would. She knew how dangerous and powerful Izira was and how it would affect her.
Powers: Ice. Lots and lots of ice.
Other:
(i'm gonna start a little bit back and then we'll time skip)
"Princess Izira! You must wake up!" Izira pulled herself from her sleep. It was still dark out.
"Why are you waking me?"
"It is your brother."
"What happened to him?!"
Izira didn't wait for the maid to answer. She jumped out of bed, running through the castle to reach Chay's bedroom.
(so if you maybe just wanna have leste already having gone and like running. in my next post izira is gonna scream. it will echo but leste still needs to be close enough to hear her. yeah.)
Leste ran down the halls, breathing hard. She pulled her dress up to move faster, and then turned the corner and almost slammed into a maid. She smiled at the maid and slid past her, off and running again. She could feel blood that was not her own dripping down her legs, but she did nothing about it. She slowed to a walk, leaving the royal wing, and gave a sigh of relief, leaning against the wall.
Izira's breath caught. A shaky hand moved up to cover her mouth, which was slowly bringing out puffs of cold air. She stared at Chay's dead body on the floor, blood seeping from his stabs wounds. She turned to look at one of the maids.
"Who?" She asked shakily. The maid hesitated to answer. "TELL ME WHO IT WAS!"
"Celeste Sanguinem," The maid said with a hitch in her voice.
Leste reached the doors leading out to the courtyard. As she was a popular face around the castle, she was let out without a second thought, even with some nods of respect from the guards. Sending them a tight smile, she moved outside, along the gardens and guardhouses. She wondered idly if Izira had found her brother's body yet. She shrugged the thought away, although she felt the slightest twinge of guilt at the thought. Oh well.
She walked towards the main gate, leading from the castle property. There were few people around, which was good. Because every step that Leste took, bloof seeped into her footsteps. Blood that was not her own. Leading them straight to her.
A sudden wave of anger and pain flooded over Izira. Pain that her brother was dead, pain that Leste had betrayed her and angry at Leste at the same time. She let out a scream, a scream that echoed throughout the kingdom. Her hair and eyes turned white, her skin becoming a pale tone. She let out another scream and fell to the floor. As soon as her hands hit the ground, a wave of ice spread out. It spread to all of the borders of the kingdom, not going outside and not leaving an inch bare inside. For some people, it would simply pass under their feet. For others, it traveled up their bodies and froze them in the ice. After a few moments they would shatter, their bodies revealed to now be only ice.
The scream made the hair on her neck stand up. Leste shivered, not just from the sudden fear, but also from cold, as a wave of it washed over her. She stared in horror as the ground froze, and one of the guards froze and shattered. She gave a strangled gasp and ran. Blood going drip-drip-drip down her body, soaking the ground and trailing behind her as she did so.
I'm sorry…
"Find her!" Izira yelled. No tears fell, evaporated by the cold before even leaving her eyes. "Don't let her escape! Don't fall for her games! Bring me her head on a platter if you must! She has to pay for this!" She then moved to be over Chay's body, holding him to her. She knew he was dead, but he was still warm. She could pretend, if only for an hour.
Leste soon found a man riding a horse, who was willing to give it to her. All she had to do was blink her eyes at him and smile, and he gave it right over, looking dazed. Smirking to herself, she kicked the horse into a gallop.
A few minutes later, a knight came running in. "Princess Izira! Your father has been frozen in ice and shattered!"
Izira turned to look at the night. The cold had set in. "Well then I suppose I am now Queen Izira. I'm the only one to do it, aren't I? What with my father frozen and my brother dead. Find Celeste. Bring her to me. Leave no stone unturned. I don't care hoe long you search for her, or where. Just find her."
It was a while before Leste stopped running. She found her father's place, and went inside. She told him what she had done, that she had obeyed his orders, and that the young son was dead. Her father smiled his manic, chip-toothed smile, and laughed.
Izira stood up. She gestured at a maid and then at Chay's body. "Bury him, please. Find a suitable place."
She walked out of the room, towards a closed off part of the castle. There she found her mother's crown in its case. She had never been allowed to touch it, it being reserved for the next Queen.
Izira reached into the case and grabbed the crown, placing it on her head. She was the Queen now.
(Time skip?)