Bipty boop boop, looking for someone a little more experienced in role play. Just someone who can write kinda long. Becouse like, well, I like writing long and reading long responses, soooooo. Yeah.
So whoever joins if they could please be the male character. But! Ho ho there's a plot twist! The male character that you'll be is NOT the fiancee (the starter will reveal all that you need to know. At least for now.) Dun dun DUUUN! And I kinda want them to fall in love and may be have the dude be someone who's not part of the temple? Or something idk. I'm kinda writing a book and just need some help via RP! :D
Um, so no Templet cuz I like going in blind, and uh lets just have fun with this.
(Watch me just dump the book and enjoy the rp. Classic Alex. Pardon me while I sob.)
Hey, could I join? Ik I joined this site only 2 weeks ago, but I'm experienced in RPs. Question: are we allowed to be a race other than human? Doesn't mean I'll play a human or not if the answer is yes. I have a guy I could play as whom I've taken a liking to.
Its totally chill of you've only been on 2 weeks, in fact I haven't been on here that long either. So welcome! ^^ and yeah you can be other than human if you'd like. Anything and everything is welcome. ^^
Could I know the setting/starter? Like Modern times or Medieval times?
Oh yes, sorry it is more mediaeval, I should have thrown a prompt out there to explain just the tiniest bit.
It's fine! I prefer medieval fantasy anyways!
Oh yay! Anywho. any questions comments or concerns? If not I'd be more then happy to throw the starter out there now. ^^
Post it! :D (I may have to adjust my male character for the setting, but do it!)
I was raised in this temple, I'd always dreamed of the day id be worthy to enter into the masters caverns. Though I fear that day will never come. His fire rises up into our homes. Keeping us warm. Letting us know that as long as we serve him he will serve us. But as I said before I am not worthy. I've done something that will anger the master. Something in which has caused me to run. I know I had promised you my hand, but now I fear our marriage must wait. The master is angry. He will come for me like he did my parents many years ago. I'm sorry. I say sorry as I know I'd do it again. I'd risk my life as many times as I'd have too if it ment this was right. But if I am wrong and can not fix this then I apologize. Apologizeing as in I'd never do such a thing again. Time is running out so I fear I must go before he finds me.
-your fiancee
She rolled the parchment up with great care knowing this might be the last letter her lover might ever receive of her. Though the last part she added only in her heart as she knew if the master knew he'd surely kill the man she loved. "Farewell my love." She smiled softly and laid the parchment on the desk to await his eyes. The room grew hot meaning only one thing, the master was coming. The Girl fled through the window, and scrambled down the rope she'd prepared earlier. slipping only once, though falling would be the least of her worries if the master where to catch her.
The rope was just short of the ground, meaning she'd have to jump if survival was a must, which it was. And so she jumped, the shock of the slight fall hurting her ankles. But she would manage. After all, she had too.
He watched as the girl had stumbled with her fall. Her pain filling him with great joy. How long had it been since he'd had a hunt that would be so grand? Since her parents? Maybe father back? He couldn't recall such things. At least not now. Not when the hunt was just being. Not when he could smell her fear sweating from her skin as if it where a hot day. A smile licked at his lips like a fire would of ones bones, and then their eyes ment and just like the flames he bathed in his smile grew. Feeding on her terror as if it where air.
(feel free to do a bit of your own starter, or a bit of a skip into morning if you'd like. I know it might be hard to go off of how I started it so, sorry. Also feel free to have some side charters if you'd like.)
A young man runs in the dark, fleeing the life he once knew-it was a lie. He knew he couldn't keep running without someone following him, knew he couldn't run forever, but he had to flee the place that killed its citizens freely. He should've fallen after running for a while, but he knew his way around. The shadows were his friend.
The soldiers' cries of anger soon faded into the night, and the young man climbed and rested in a tree, having to try a few times before finally relaxing in the tree's limbs. He needed to rest, prepare for the journey ahead, but all he could focus on was the drowsiness overcoming him. He needed it. Both of them did.
(You may time skip to morning if you'd like).
She willed herself to run, in fact she didn't let herself stop untill she felt nothing but the cool air at her back. After all, the night was cold. Colder then the master would like. Stopping would only give him time to catch up, but she felt as if her legs where to give out any second now. She slumped to the ground with a sob, "I'm sorry I'm sorry." She said over and over again, hoping some how her words would reach the man she'd loved. But only the wind would hear her words tonight.
She awoke to the sun the next day, having had fallen asleep sometime last night. When? She couldn't remember. All she knew at the moment was her back hurt and leaves had tangled themselves in her long white hair sometime in the night. The girl cursed as she stood, her legs feeling like jelly from the run the night before. Living in the temple all her life she'd never experienced such exhaustion, but now the temple wasn't her home. Now she'd have to grow used to the pain.
He heard her before she even knew he was there. The girl was undeniably beautiful with her glistening white hair. She had been crying out in her sleep, waking him. He was curious to see if it was anyone like him… different.
He saw her hobble, and she stood. He tried to jump to another tree, but he missed, the bark of the tree scraping his forehead, leading him to fall to the ground on his back, the air forced out of his once even breath.
(The man is around 5'4", skinny, has shorl, black hair, has multiple scars scattered across his body, and upon closer inspection, has charcoal-grey eyes.)
(Alrighty, cya')
The girl jumped back, a scream sticking its self in her throat. Of all things she'd have thought to fall from a tree, a man was not one of them. She wanted to run away, but her legs refused to go any faster then the pace of a turtle. "Are you alright?" She called out. Her voice shaking as she eyed the man. Not knowing if she'd be able to out run him if he gave chase. Although every mucel in her body, every last bit of conman sense yelled at her to make a quick escape, she found herself woddeling twords this stranger to make sure he hadn't died.
The man groans and sits up slowly, jumping to a standing position when he sees the girl. His eyes are filled with fear, and he backed up quickly, sinking to his knees when his back runs into a tree, and he winces in pain. He couldn't run, he was too tired, and he was scared for his life.
"D-don't k-kill me…p-please" The man's voice was low and gravelly, sore from dehydration and cracking at some points. He looked to be in his early to mid-twenties.
The girl jumped back, startled by the mans sudden start. "I'm- I'm not gonna hurt you- are you alright? You hit your head." She crouched, trying to look less intimidating. Though in her opinion she never though of herself as intimidating. She'd never been that tall, (standing at about 5'1) and the fact that her face was rather squishy looking.
She studied his face, but something struck her as strange. The strangers voice, it sounded almost strained, "are you thirsty?" She asked hesitantly.
The man looks at the girl hesitantly, and he nods his head slightly. He desperately needed water, but he didn't want to show too much weakness. He didn't know this person, but they had at least something in common: they're both living in fear, and he could tell by her actions. He attempted to stand, but fell and caught himself. After a few tries, he gave up and sat, leaning against the tree.
"Here, let me help you." She reached out her hand to help him up. The girl knew she didn't have water on her, she also knew she was tried, and walking would be hard. But she couldn't just leave him. After all he seemed like he was also on the run, and the girl couldn't just throw away her morals. Even when on the run.
The man stared at her hand for a second and hesitated before reaching his hand out. His eyes looked into hers, trying to find trust, and he trusted her, even if it meant her helping him.
"Th-thank you." The man said, holding back a dry cough.
"You're welcome." She smiled and helped the stranger up. Her curious nature made her want to ask what he was on the run from. But then again she wasn't one to dig. She found it rude, and very contradictoing. "What's your name?" The only question she'd allow herself to ask the stranger.
"M-my name?" The man was unsure whether or not tell the truth, but he responded. "My name's Griffin." Griffin smiled slightly, not showing teeth. "Thanks for not leaving me, I guess."
(Sorry that that one was so short, I couldn't think of much!)
(No its totally chill don't run yourself over about it. ^^)
"I'm Blair." She smiled brightly, "and you're welcome. I'm happy to help a stranger in need." Though Blair's mind ran wild. The fact that the sun was out now would throw her off. She wouldn't be able to tell when he, was coming. The smallest bit of sweat would make her praticly jump out of her skin. The night would be her friend now. The cold would be her ally. Though having a real ally wouldn't hurt, and so she'd try and make a friend. Hopefully, someone she'd be able to trust. "Do you know of any towns around here?"
(Also imma jump from chacter to character so I don't just drop the others. Lol.)
The master grew impatient, he had summoned a tracker to find the girl. After all how could a dragon go out during the day? The tracker though, oh it was someone who knew Blair quite well. Though this man didn't know his job was to kill her once he found the girl. No all he knew was he was to bring her back. After all, her white hair was a signal of something, it represented power in the temple. It ment she was born for greatness. Even if she strayed, the master would always, bring her back. Even if he had to drag her kicking and screaming.
(Wait, shoot, is it me? I'm hyped!)
"Um, yeah, I think so. I mean, besides where I came from. It should be a little ways West" Where he came from was a whole other story, and even then, Griffin was uncertain about a few things. He slowly rose to his feet, regaining some of his lost strength from before, giving Blair a small grin.
"Where do you come from? It's quite obvious that we both ran away, so what did you run from?"
(Wait are you asking if yours is the tracker? I mean if you want sure. But if not I do have a third charter for that part.)
"Me? I um, I ran from my," Blair took a moment to think. She wanted to trust this man, but somehow she felt as if she couldn't. At least, not quite yet. "From my father." Not entirely a lie. After all the master had acted as her father for years. At least untill she found out he had killed her real parents. "So, if you're also running, what might it be from? Gotta have been pretty bad if you where scared of me of all people."
