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Amulet Roleplay!!!!!!!
Amulet Roleplay!!!!!!!
This...is going to be pretty long. Its a rather complicated subject, based loosely off off the book: Seven Wonders. (I suggest you read it. 10/10 in my book.)
But, I shall explain the rules.
First off, not including myself, five people can join. I, however, am not a meanie, ;) So after the first five join, let's say six more people want to join, I will use a random roll die thingy to choose three who get in. Basically, after the first five, whatever the number of other people divided by half will get in. Capiche?
Second off.....NO RESERVING SPOTS! If you want to join, join. Don't reserve, or second guess. Reserving can be chaotic. Before the Admins post stuff, a whole bunch of people can reserve spots. Then the creator goes WHOA. WHY ARE THERE TEN MILLION PEOPLE. AHHHHH.
Basically, yeah. So just fill out the whole form and post it. If you don't have time, either make time or wait until you have time. It's okay.
Also I kinda don't want you to make a majorly stereotypical character or an absolutely perfect one. Sure, I don't mind stereotypes but I don't want a super shy, insecure nerd who opens up when you get to know her and is actually super brave and lovely. And I don't want a beautifully flawless girl with a 20/10 personality.
And please, most importantly, be dedicated. And type lots. A great tip I have for writing more over less is: "Write about what the last people wrote but from your characters perspective. Give us their thoughts and feelings. Don't stop there, but add on to the plot as well!"
If everybody does that, it will keep moving forward!
Hopefully.
Anyways, onto the plott!!! (And like I said, this is loosely based off of a book. Loosely!)
Long ago....there was a special entity, a form, and maybe even a being known as magic. Over time it dwindled to silly tricks that were simply a slight of hand, but then....then it ruled the world. This simple entity ruled the world by being....by existing.
Of course the rulers would have to posses magic to truly be powerful. But, of course, they couldn't have it all. It all started with brothers. Magic came into the world and found them, giving each their wish.
The eldest chose strength. Not just physically, but mentally. The ability to withstand any form of torture and overcome it.
Then, down the list, the next chose immortality. He could die by the sword, but never of any natural causes.
Beauty, of course, was a choice. To be simply astounding. Like an angel. Not just physical, but the ability to see beauty in others.
Knowledge. To know all. Languages, sciences, facts, and more.
Power. This brother chose to have control over people. To be able to sway them with speech, and even just a smile.
Invincibility. The ability to live through all things but age.
Access to unending wealth.
Fearlessness.
Wisdom.
The brothers became gods. They ruled the world with each his own kingdom until greed became a being. It took seed in the heart of weak men, and bloomed into something evil and wicked. This greed spurred them onto discover powerful sin, known as black magic. They could conjure deamons and dragons to wreak havoc to the land. Together the black magic began to take control, and slowly push the brothers into a corner.
The brother with wisdom saw the inevitable, but tried to convince his siblings to join forces. He realized the demons would try to steal their powers. To take hold of the wealth and immortality for their own.
The one with knowledge form nine amulets into which they poured their wishes. The amulets were specially enchanted to allow only their bloodline to access the special tombs within they were held. Their heirs took the amulets and ran far away, as their fathers lives had been taken by the black magic.
They were tempted to use them more then once, and eventually created nine statues that would protect the amulets, realizing their own greed might one day corrupt them or their heirs.
The bloodlines continued on, and a curse with them. It passed many generations, then finally landed on the present one. By thirteen the special symbol appeared, and by fourteen the children would die.
At least according to an archeologist who had devoted his life to the matter. A wicked man, he sent the children into seizures, then deceived them to get what he wanted. The amulets, and to be the ultimate god.
And of course, It all started with a seizure.
Well I hope you don't think that is confusing! I might not have enough amulets, and if that is the case then I will make more. Hopefully not that many people join though, XD.
I hope you don't mind if I take wisdom, BTW.
Charrie form/my character.
Name: Tesla Angelica Rose Kauffman
Age: 13 (required age)
Birthday: April 10th.
Amulet: Wisdom. (Also model your characters after their amulet. If theirs is strength, make them kinda athletic. Wealth? Give them luck! Like the ability to find ten dollar bills on the sidewalk or something.)
Personality: To start off, Tesla grew up in a great home. Happy, small family. Average back ground. Nothing to be traumatized about, except for the fact that she has major anxiety disorder. It was so bad, her mother had to homeschool her for a while until she made a couple friends, and could survive going to school with them by her side. She's always been an averagely smart girl, but she does get some B's, in math especially. Due to her anxiety, she hardly talks. Even if she is directly addressed one word responses are mostly used. Creative, socially awkward, and submissive pretty much sums her up.
Appearance: Tesla is average height. Average looks. Pretty much average everything, except her light green eyes are really pretty. She has shoulder length hair that is brown, but with red highlights. She also has bangs that hang to the side of her face in a cute way. She has large, square glasses, but prefers her contacts.
Back story (optional):
Once people get joining, I'll post the first thing to show you how it would go!
submitted by Katydid
(June 28, 2016 - 12:26 am)
(June 28, 2016 - 12:26 am)
Oops, forgot to mention that LillyElla is super shy, and prefers to observe people from afar, and then be approached. She usually goes along with the circumstances, unless she gets scared. Then she runs. She isn't very brave.
(June 29, 2016 - 8:56 am)
Whoops, 13 then. I didn't see that, sorry Katy!
(June 29, 2016 - 6:28 pm)
Alright we have 7 people, including myself. We will start after Indigo and Shadow get their characters sorted outl!
(June 30, 2016 - 2:27 pm)
Great! Can't wait!
(July 1, 2016 - 1:06 pm)
(July 1, 2016 - 3:56 pm)
Can I join? There's five spots left, right? Correct me if I'm wrong, please ....)
(July 1, 2016 - 4:46 pm)
We haven't started yet, so anybody can still post things.
(July 1, 2016 - 4:54 pm)
Thanks, Katy!
Name: Saga Whim
Age: 13 (required age)
Birthday: December 19th
Amulet: Weakness *giggles excitedly*
Personality: Is very kind and caring, but no matter what happens, she always messes something up. There's always something she absolutely has to do. She has no friends, due to the fact that they are always getting into trouble. That is, all except for one. (Lynette?)
@Brookeria can our charries be friends?
Her parents try to enforce this rule so that they don't get sued for whatever accident. So she obeys them off-school hours (or tries to), but she can't help running into (Lynette?) at school.
Appearance: She has straight black hair which comes down to her knees, which is always flying about. She has pale skin and large brown eyes. She usually has her hair tyed back in a braid. She wears short sleeved T-shirts and jeans, and tennis shoes, too. She is skinny and short, with a slim face and pronouncd cheek bones.
Backstory (optional): N/A
(July 2, 2016 - 3:43 pm)
Sorry, is there room for more?
Name: Kaya
Age: 12
Birthday: April 17
Amulet: Silence
Personality: Never talks (uses sign language), shy, humble, daydreamer, timid.
Appearance: Small, long black hair (straight), wears mostly blue, big brown eyes taking in her surroundings constantly.
Backstory: She was actually talkative once, but when a stranger gave her an amulet, she became serious and never spoke.
(July 2, 2016 - 4:56 pm)
Sorry, I meant to say the stranger will give it to her.
(July 2, 2016 - 5:47 pm)
Tesla~
People. Everywhere. The hallway was filled with them pressing around me and shouting vulgar words.
My throat contsricted each time I tried to breathe as the sounds penetrated my skull, attacking it with so much force I just stopped.
I didn't even realize I had stopped moving until someone walked into me. They touched me, and everyone moving around and trying to get to class closed in around me, causing my lungs to tighten even more until I was shaking.
I couldn't breathe.
Everything hurt, and I just couldn't. It was never this bad, and I tried to calm myself, to move to class, but I was shaking to much now.
It was even painful.
This wasn't normal, I realized as my vision went dark and the sounds faded away. Silence replaced the madness, but soon was followed by several loud screams as I felt a sharp pain in my head.
Then everything really went dark.
And then there was a repetitive beeping sound.
Slowly, with each beep, I felt myself awakening. I blinked.
"Where am I?"
"In the emergency room, darling," a deep voice muttered, and I turned to find the speaker.
"You had a seizure," the lean doctor smiled. "It's a pretty rare condition, so we had to move you to a secret facility to get it treated."
"I'm sorry.....but what?"
~~~~~~~~~~
It's kinda confusing to read, but we can start now! And, pretty much, you should all have seizures too. It's how we are 'taken.'
(July 2, 2016 - 5:56 pm)
Is it okay that my character is a bit younger than the others. Just by a year? If not I guess I can change but twelve seems more secure for me.
~Kaya
I walk down the hallway with Mitri. We've been best friends since kindergarten so I just want to tell you, he's not my boyfriend. We're talking about origami, one of our favorite subjects. Once you get me started, beware. I'm about to blast your eardrums. You might be wondering what could be so interesting about oragami. Well Mitri and I have started making our own figure, writing down instructions, and recording the average time it takes to fold. All of a sudden I walk straight into a pole. The shock stuns me for a bit. I stagger backwards and fall to the ground. Mitri leans over me in were concern, but I can barely seen him. My lungs cramp and I think he's calling for help. Students rush out of classrooms and crowd around me. There's an unbearable surge of pain that goes through my head. My lungs get tighter, and, and....
Beep. Beep. Beepbeepbeep. I groan but no sound comes out. Mitri is hovering to the side of the cot I'm on. When he sees me open my eyes he sighs in relief and hurries over. "Kaya," he says, "I thought you a goner for sure. You were out for so long." I try to say something but I can't even make a sound. Weird. I settle for nodding. I notice a doctor nearby. He pushes Mitri aside. 'Give her some room!" he orders. Mirti steps aside. The doctor looks at me. "You've had a seizure. You were out for thirty minutes. How do you feel?" I again try to say something, but I can't utter a word. The doctor makes a note on his clipboard. "Speechless. Hmm well, boy, you can leave. I have to take her to a designated spot for her treatment." Mitri tries to protest, but the doctor won't have any of it. Finalyl he looks at me. "Call me when you're better" is all he can say before the doctor closes the door. But all I can think of is how I am going to call him when I can't talk.
(July 3, 2016 - 5:14 pm)
@Cho Chang: Sure, we can be friends!
@Shadow Dragon: Is it okay if Lynette robs you?
Oh well, here goes:
Lynette~
I leap into the air, back arching like a sail catching wind. I roll quietly onto the roof of the Starling Estate, an elegant art-deco 1920's-era ancestral home of the Starling family.
This means the alarms and windows are sub-par in the security department, even if they do have new technology.
A circuit box broken, a few switches shut off, and the house energy goes out. It's all going well; the entire family's out of the house.
I jimmy open the window, golden gloves gleaming in the late afternoon sun. My mask conceals my whole face, including my eyes; underneath it I smirk.
The family is so opulent it has jewels sprayed in bursts all over their jewelry box; I take the largest diamonds and move on. All of their paper money, all of the 600,000 sitting in safes, easy pickings, I take. Paper money is harder to trace than a credit card.
I suddenly hear the click of a safety being released.
I turn to find a boy, head held high, pointing a .38 special at me. He keeps a good pretense of bravery, but I see his arm shake. I assume he's never held a gun before. His whole knowledge of them probably comes from television.
"Leave," he says.
I realize that the Starling's child, Vernon "Verne" Starling, is who stands before me. Drat. They must have left him here to "hold down the fort."
I pull the base of my mask up to show my mouth. I'm smiling. He wavers.
"Look, kid," I say, the voice-changer in the roof of my mouth making my voice deep, masculine, "step aside and no one gets hurt."
"Look, boy," Vernon says, "I will call the cops, and-and you will go quietly, Goldfinger."
Ah, that chill down my spine! I get in everytime someone uses my nickname.
"Please," I say, switching the voice changer to a very feminine, sultry voice, a voice that sounds like the color of violets under a gray sky,"pretty little boy, I bet that gun isn't even loaded."
He wavers again; I was correct. I stalk up to him, rip the gun from his hands, and lean into his face.
I turn my voice changer off for the occasion. My real voice is a blue voice; calm, steady, a hint of shadow on the outer edges. The blue of the ocean's farthest depths.
"Step aside, kid," I hiss, "you don't know who you're messing with."
I jump out the window and pain, pain but not from the jump-above me I hear Vernon scream-
I wake up in a hospital, alone.
(July 3, 2016 - 7:39 pm)
1: Do not ask is there is more room and then neglect to WAIT for an answer!
2: HAS to be 13
3: The amulets will be revealed later! Dont write anything about them!
4: Ill be gone July 4th-10th!
Also the people who havent posted their charries sheets by now and just reserved spots can't join. Sorry. And exscuse my bad writing. I'm on a tiny little ipod.
(July 3, 2016 - 9:39 pm)
Tesla~
"Yes. I hope you are quite alright, and like your room."
"Quite alright? I'm confused! And homesick! What am I doing here?!?" I faced the short, burly man with a shiny bald head. If you would have asked me, a whole facefull of hair would've looked better. Her had a short, scrunchy nose with a big mole at the tip, but shiny white teeth were behind a nice smile.
It was odd. I wasn't nervous around him.
"I'm sure you have plenty questions to ask, but they will all be answered in due time. For now, why dont you hold your tongue while I give a small little speech that will at least sooth some of your inigmas."
Although I wasn't anxious around him, his use of words was annoying. He spoke politely, but in a way where he somehow managed to secretly insult me. But, oblidging to his wishes, I nodded.
"My name is Doctor Philangiphus. I recently have quit my career to follow a new path. To save souls like yourself. Your name is Tesla, you are going to experience seizures until the day you turn fourteen, when you will die. In order to stop the seizures from killing you early we have special teams who can perform the needed procedure."
"Sorry....what?"
"Trust me Tesla, there is a lot more to explain, but I don't want to have to explain it multiple times."
"Multiple?"
He chuckled. "Oh yeah. That's right. Why don't I take you to meet some of the other decendants." With that he took my hand, helping me up before leading me out of the room and through a nice looking corridor.
Each time he spoke I was more confused, and found myself hoping to meet the others just so I could learn more. Decendants?
(July 4, 2016 - 12:15 am)