"After a powerful thunderstorm, the body of a strange, half fish boy is washed ashore in a kingdom where such creatures are a rare delicacy. Will he meet his end under the scorching sun or the butcher's knife? Or will his discoverer - the ruler of the kingdom - spare his life?"
"And if he survives, will the boy ever find out his lost identity?"
–RULES–
- andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer)'s RP rules obviously.
- Please PLEASE, be active AT LEAST twice a day.
- Decent grammar - i understand if English is not your first language, but an rp can't run smoothly if we can't understand each other qvq
- No God modding - just no, please.
- More than one character allowed
- Have fun :D Any new ideas are welcome ^^
Sure, also what role/gender would you like my character to be? I'm fine with whatever.
Name:
Gender:
Age:
Favorite Foods&Drinks:
Appearance + Usual Clothing:
Brief Personality:
Backstory:
Other (not needed):
Your character can be either gender, it doesnt matter
Okay cool, I'll get my thing up in a sec.
Oop sorry, what role would you like me to play?
(may I read this as you guys rp? it seems like an awesome concept)
Well, are u ok playing the ruler of the kingdom? I'll be the fishy
Name: Lillian Hunter
Gender: Female
Age: 19(I can change it if needed)
Favorite Foods&Drinks: Cream-puffs/Chocolate Milk
Appearance + Usual Clothing:
Lillian has waist length raven black hair that's usually down; large purple eyes and long lashes; she has a light skin tone; stands at 5'5; very curvy body
She wears a purple t-shirt over a black and white striped long sleeved shirt; black shorts with black leggings; purple flip flops; usually has a purple bow headband on
Brief Personality: Lillian is very bold and daring; refuses to be outdone or ignored; arrogant; convincing; likes to be casual rather than fancy, though she does like to dress up from time to time; really helpful and kind to the people she knows; isn't afraid of a fight
Backstory: N/A
Other (not needed): Has two cats, one is a fat black cat named Pudge and the other is a black and white striped kitten named Zebra
Name: Akanashi (Aka)
Gender: male
Age: 17 yrs
Favorite Foods&Drinks: mostly fish, but once he makes it onto land, he develops a liking towards sour cherry juice and a la grec soup
Appearance + Usual Clothing: Delicate looking, with white curly hair, sea green eyes and white pearly scales. He has small dorsal fins on his back and sides of his waist.
As a human he has long thin legs, with bits of scales on his thighs and lower legs.
Brief Personality: Quite shy and reserved, due to not meeting many people. Once he warms up to someone, he's a caring and friendly person.
Backstory: Aside from his name, he cannot remember anything prior to the storm
Other (not needed): He loves the smell of cooked food and warm waters. He is a little scared of dogs and fishermen
After the ravaging storm that swept across the sea and land, there were many things left in need of repair. Several houses had lost their roofs and a couple of boats were left without sails - one of them even sank half way. Never before in thirty years had a storm this violent taken place in the peaceful bay and territory of the kingdom.
While many people were busy fixing the damage that had been done, word came that the giant waves that had crashed against the cliffs had tossed many sea creatures on the beach.
The ruler of the land had no interest in gathering fish, yet she was on the shore evaluating the damages, when the discovery was made.
Lillian walked along the shore, looking at the ruined ships and dead animals on shore. She winced, this would take a while to clean up. Climbing onto a rock, Lillian stood and looked around seeing if she could find anything salvageable. But no luck was to be had until she noticed a human-like figure, unconscious on the sand.
What had caught her attention was the fact the figure appeared to be bright white, contrasting against the dark rock beside it.
Approaching, the figure's shape became more clear - it was lying face down, the torso clearly human looking, except it's bottom half ended in a fish tail instead of legs. It must have been laying there for some time, as thin lines of salt crust were visible on the thing's skin and hair, and the fish tail looked dry, the scales having lost their shine.
A mermaid.
Such a creature was often heard of in stories told in inns or other places - scaled, ugly monsters of the deep who resembled humans in shape and appearance, but who harboured dark intentions, never hesitating to drag unsuspecting sailors to their watery graves. But when sailors managed to capture such a creature, tales said their flesh was a rare delicacy.
This mermaid's face was hidden under the mess of long curly hair, turned stringy from all the dried sea salt. Judging from the dry state of its body, it looked dead but upon a more careful inspection, very faint movements of the ribcage could be seen - it was still alive!
Lillian lightly gasped at the sight of the mermaids tail, A real mermaid! She thought to herself. She saw the rise and fall of his ribcage and lightly poked his body with her foot.
(Lol, everyone be poking him with their foot first lmaoo)
The mermaid didn't move at being poked, it's fingers being the only thing that lightly flexed, squeezing the sand in its hand with the little strength it had left. The tiny whimper that escaped the creature's mouth went basically unheard by anyone, that's how weak it was.
A lone seagull landed near the two, cautiously approaching the dry mermaid, inspecting it for a little bit with one eye before pecking at its tail a couple of times, trying to break through the scales. As it was, the mermaid didn't have enough energy to try and drive the bird away, the only thing keeping the winged creature from attacking more seriously being the girl standing next to the body of the mermaid.
Judging by the hair, it looked female - didn't sailors report fish ladies with long locks flowing in the wind? But then again, other stories suggested they wore their hair long to create a kind of beautiful illusion that masked their true fish like faces. Whatever the stories told, this was the moment to confirm or debunk them
"Shoo, shoo." Lillian commanded to the seagull and waved it off. She looked back at the mermaid and frowned at its dry state. Maybe it needs to go back in the water. She thought and reached down carefully to pick the mermaid up.
