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A... well.... kind of a robin hood RP. We are thieves- or otherwise if you wish- in a gang called Freedom's Wings. The king, Onginto, and his queen, Demiter, are tyrant rulers, more like conquerors than greedy, though. Queen Demiter has the power of plants; she can control them so that they can grow, bend, shrink, you name it.
And Freedom's Wings! Led by Raven, my charrie, they are like Robin Hood's band. They tromp around stealing from the rich and giving to the poor, and cursing King Onginito during the night. During the day, they are the Hondre, entertainers.
Unfortunately, these thieves are tracked by the Thief Hunter Ba and his crew. Ba is the kind of person who doesn't like killing people as much as he likes giving them scars. He is Freedom's Wings' only fear, but he hs only one fear as well: cats.
You can have a max of three charries, and here are mine:
Name: The Blackbird
Age: None of his family really keeps track of that stuff.
Appearance: He has long black hair that he strings blackbird feathers into. His eyes are an emerald green like the paint he keeps on his belt, along with knives, rope, and a paintbrush. He wears all black: black gloves, boots, and jumper. His right hand has a scar made by Ba that looks like five marks on a tally.
Sorry, I have to go! I'll do the rest of the Blackbird, and my other charries, later!
submitted by St.Owl, age Recarnated, Everywhere
(June 25, 2015 - 8:01 pm)
(June 25, 2015 - 8:01 pm)
YES! By the way, I don't know if you know this, St. Owl, but Freedom's Wings is a name of a Scout troop from AOT.
Name: Armin Arlet
Age: 14, 3 months, and 23 days and counting.. (Is this too young? Please? If I need to change it I will.)
Appearance: Blonde hair cut into a bob. And bangs. She has blue eyes, and wears a brown shirt, and pants. Usually thought to be a guy, and she won't let you forget she's a girl with a good ole uppercut.
Personality: She's a tomboy on the outside, but a girly girl at heart. She has a big tough guy act, and is a huge smart-allic. She's great with a dagger, and a good lier. And is just as skilled as one of the Freedom Wing's with the dagger.
Postion: Thief, and can get away with almost anything. Most people don't suspect a gentle-looking boy or girl child thing to steal things when they're not looking. Oh, and the annoying brute that follows the Freedom's Wings around.
Other: She became an orphan at a young age, and the Freedom's Wings were her childhood heroes. She secretly watched them, and practiced some of the moves they did. One day she just followed them around, and they told her to leave. Well that didn't happen, she didn't stop. She's not really considered a Freedoms Wing's, but she likes to think she is.
(June 26, 2015 - 8:16 pm)
Wow! That's so funny! I didn't know that!
It's fine to be 14... they could be 3 as long as they have some talent. Raven picks up kids like a squirrel picks up acorns.
(June 27, 2015 - 8:23 am)
When do we start?
(June 26, 2015 - 8:45 pm)
More about Ghosteyes:
She has a power, but she won't reveal it (despite being blind, she can see {without color or much detail} but can sharpshoot and see the fairie folk).
(June 27, 2015 - 9:33 am)
Okay, we're going to start! Wren, just post your charrie any time you need to and just jump right in!
Raven~
"Okay," I say, glancing around at the members of Freedom's Wings assembled before me. "Here are the positions for tonight.
"Rowan and Lina, put yourselves by the Hotel La Chance.
"Armin, scat."
"But!..."
"Fine. You and Ghosteyes. Try the market.
"Quillin, Stump, and Smooth- that visiting Duke's home that I met when I was doing my Secrets act.
"Okay?" They all nod. "Great. To your posts."
I watch them all leave, then gesture to Bartelby and Michael. "All right, Michael," I say in Monkey-Tongue. "Tonight we'll be infilitrating the castle. Go to the princess' rooms, okay? Anything sparkly and valuble that you can find. Bartelby, come on. We're paying a visit to Ba."
(June 27, 2015 - 9:46 am)
Lina~
I sigh and glance over at Rowan as we sit in a tree. "What do we do? Are we raiding? Do we sneak in?" she asks.
"Dunno...Black didn't give us much information." I pause and meet her eye, "Wait. I think he is just going to let us have some fun!" I am grinning from ear to ear and now Rowan is too.
"What do you think!? A chase maybe?"
I did the impossible, I grinned wider. "Of course!!" I love chase scenes, because I can get ahead, then I can turn invisible and leave them clueless. "Let's go!" I pull up my hood and scamper down the tree with grace. Rowan follows after, her hood up too.
"This going to be fun," she whispers as we near the hotel.
"We are taking a chance though...get it?!?" She chuckles softly and then we climb up over the wall surrounding the building. We land softly in the green grass and run swiftly across the lawn until we enter. Yes, we enter in the front door. It's all the funner. The guards see us and shift uncomfortably. I walk over to a person and hit them on the head. The chasing begins.
Rowan and I split up, and the stairwells I go up, she goes straight. Never go down. That is an unsaid rule. If you go down, there are no windows to escape from or doors. My legs burn but I smile, the guards always have trouble running in heavy armor. I kick down a door and jump into a room, a couple screams and ducks away while I hide and quickly turn invisible. The guards enter and search the room. The man I assume to be the commander talks with the couple, but they have no idea where I am. I wait for the perfect moment to run, then miss it because I am staring at a treasure box of some sort. I move my hand just a bit and open it, gritting my teeth to stay invisible. Inside is a diamond. I grab it as soon as no one is looking, then dash out the door. I run down, throwing my cape off as to not look suspicious, and stick the gem in my pocket. I meet up with Rowan, who did the same as I! and we exit. We wait until we are well on our way home before showing our treasures.
(June 27, 2015 - 5:16 pm)
Raven~
Bartelby on my back, I clamber up the castle walls. Ba lives in one of the highest towers, but the builder was an idiot and the bricks are practically stepping stones. I land lightly in Ba's room and step over to his knife collection.
Shoop, shoop, shoop. Knife after knife is tucked into my belt as I cast glances at Ba. I finally touch his favorite knife, pick it up...
Too late, I see the string attached to the blade. Gasping, I drop it, but the bell has already been rung. Ba sits bolt upright and draws a knife from his bedclothes (how many knives does this man have?!) as I dart out the window.
Too late! The knife snags the back of my jumper.
"Bartelby, go!" I mew, and he jumps into the scene, hissing. I tie the rope to the top of the tower and climb down as fast as I can, running the rest of the way to base.
(June 28, 2015 - 10:55 am)
Ghosteyes-
"Alright, Armin," I say, "as we're obviously the pitiful blind girl and the unwanted cute child, we'll stick together... and make a fortune on the market."
She grins. I can tell, at least, knowing her.
We take our places and she starts to whine pitifully. I don a babushka and act weak. Quite a few people chuck Olgraths (coins worth a buck or two) at us.
"Archery contest! Cash reward!" a man hawks.
"Stay here," I tell Armin, walking with a fake limp up to the man. He agrees (with a smirk) that I can try, obviously underestimating me.
I steady my breathing and step onto the track, raising my bow. Everything flies into detail, like it always does when I'm about to shoot.
I let the arrow fly and everything's normal (for me) again. I hear some gasps from the sidelines and smile. I feel the scratchy, heavy bag of Olgraths fall into my hand and lead Armin from the marketplace.
"Hope the others aren't in much trouble," I mutter.
(June 28, 2015 - 1:14 pm)
This is cool!!! It's so much fun reading!!!
(June 28, 2015 - 2:36 pm)
Smooth~
I smirk.
"Let's hope there are a few ladies to steal hearts from," I sling over my bag. Quillian races toward the village beside me, while Stump follows behind.
"Ain't that a pretty sight." We reach the stone and painted structure, AKA the duke's house, and I spit at it in disgust. "My eyes aren't pleased."
"My ears won't be pleased either unless you shut up," Stump mumbles. I roll my eyes and push him forward.
"You first. After your knuckle paid my nose a visit, I think you gotta help me out." I creep forward beside him, glancing around. Quillian follows close behind, his palms to the dusty cold ground.
I hear voices inside. Those rich, deep bratty voices who only talk about the next wine. I chuckle under my breath and slide beneath the window.
"Over here, dorks," I whisper, pulling Quill with me. Stump climbs into the bushes and peeks into the window. I glance into the house as well, and signal to Quill. He nods, climbing up the wall and onto the window above ours. Gesturing back to me, Quill smiles and opens the window. Slowly pulling out his flute, he plays a soft note that makes me forget the pretend pain in my eyes.
"What's that?" The Duke pulls out of his chair and races upstairs. His wife follows close behind. Now only the guests. And now our chance. We open the door, Quill grabbing one of the guests while Stump grabs too. I forage for all the jeweraly I can find. I even grab a fine-looking silver plate, which is expensively lined with gold. Stupid rich dukes. I smirk and wave away Quill and Stump.
"Let's get out of here." As fast as we came, we left, leaving only scarred guests and a confused Duke.
(June 28, 2015 - 4:14 pm)
Quillan~
When we got back to camp, Lina and Rowan Maria are already there. We show each other the treasures before putting the away for safe keeping.
Ghosteyes and Armin come next, Ghosteyes, holding a bag heavy with Olgraths. "Where did that come from?" l ask.
"Archery contest." She replies, smugly glancing at Rowan Maria. She doesn't say anything, although l can tell that she is offended.
Ghosteyes is a better archer than Rowan, but Rowan does the hunting for food. It's been a silent arguement between the two for a while.
"Has Raven come back?" l ask Lina. She shakes her head. "Tell Rowan Maria we need a deer." She pasuses. "There's going to be a feast."
Confused, l relay the messedge to Rowan. Feast? What for? l ask Smooth. He has no idea either.
Rowan Maria~
l go off the the forest, glad to get away from Ghosteyes. If she's so good with a bow, then why isn't she the one who hunts? l fume, going father into the forest.
l come to a clearing and stop in suprise. There, stands a stag, with horns like silver and a coat like moonlight.
(June 28, 2015 - 6:46 pm)
Catalina~
Rowan goes off to hunt, obviously annoyed. I sigh and set to work washing some clothes when Smooth comes out of nowhere. "Hey Lina," He says, smoothly of course.
"What do you want?" I growl.
"Whats with the harsh tone?" He asks, giving me puppy eyes.
"Answer my question first." Smooth has been 'flirting' with me lately. At first I thought it was fun and enjoyed it, but now its just plain annoying. Sure smooth is handsome, and dreamy, and lots of other things, but he is mostly annoying.
"But what if I want you to answer my question?"
"W-" I start to say, then Blackbird calls him, to my relief, and gives him some pointless job. Later he comes over and winks, while I heartily thank him.
(June 28, 2015 - 9:28 pm)
Hang on- The Blackbird isn't there at that time. If he was there, the news would be all over and everyone would be more excited than usual- the Blackbird only comes between a few months.
(June 29, 2015 - 8:57 pm)
Hey St. Owl, I haven't blogged with you in a while. I just wanted to say, remember my Percy Jackson roleplay, with Ianthe and Winters? I started that up again and wrote some more. I encourage you, and anyone else who was part of the rp, to help me get the quest started.
When we stopped the rp, the quest hadn't even started!
I miss Winters and Nenya and Josh and Chris and everyone...
(June 28, 2015 - 6:52 pm)
Oops...I didn't look very well at this page...I didn't realize you had already started this rp!
Sorry fror interrupting.
But ditto to what I said earlier to Brookeria....Nenya's waiting....
(June 28, 2015 - 6:53 pm)