I'm THIRSTY for RP action. If you feel my pain...you know where the reply button is ;)
Anyway, to the thick juicy plotline (I am not to be held accountable if said plotline is neither thick nor juicy). Anyhoo....
You. A young girl, wishing she were home in her nice warm bed instead of within these cold, stone walls. What had seemed like an innocent, chivalrous walk home, accompanied by the guy of your dreams. You had noticed his hand around your shoulder starting to look more like a claw (A trick of the light, you thought naively), and then what started like your greatest fantasy turned a little too fantastic, as you were whisked soundlessly away from your previous life on leathery wings, deposited in an enchanted castle, where a man with yellow, cat-like eyes greets you to this freakish reality.
You. A full-grown changeling, creature of yore, done with your exhilarating infiltration of the human race. You've blended in seamlessly, bettering yourself the vile way humans do until you had enough money to attain a secluded, and supposedly very magical, castle. Away from mortals, where you can perform your magicks in peace. Utterly boring. While sending a changeling of his own into the world seemed like a great idea, what would you want with a baby? No, you need something a bit more complex and toilet-trained...a teenager? Yes, that would suit you nicely. What you would do with it, you weren't sure yet, but the terror in her eyes told you that this would soothe your aching boredom.
Your goal: To escape this wretched place
Your goal: To escape your boredom
I don't care which character I am (and if you wanted to change the gender of a character so you could be a female changeling or something, that's cool). As little or as much romance as you want (only reason I'd shy away from mature is lack of *cough cough* personal experience, but whatevs). I don't have any real specifications for the magic-ness of the changeling and the castle.
And no musical numbers :D
((*jumps up and down* Me me me!! Pick me!))
((lol, that was so fast!!!!! So who do you want to be?))
((I kinda wanna be the girl, if that's goo. :) And I don't do mature romance.))
((ok, great *phew!* and I'll totally be the guy (at least, try to be as guy-like as possible) Are you ok with romance in general, though? (its fine if you aren't, I really don't care) I was going to be pretty moderate with magic, any ground rules you want to set? I can just lay out his powers in the skelly, too. And just so you know, I have to go now, be back in like an hour. Sorry, just didn't think someone would reply THAT FAST. Srsly, how did you even read it that fast????))
((I'm fine with romance, and I can do kissing and stuff, just no graphic se.x scenes. :p And I don't particularly care about the magic, but I do usually like it if the powers aren't endless or anything. Like if he does too much he'll run out of energy or something...I dunno, it doesn't really matter. It's your character. :)
I read pretty fast, all the time. XD I recently reread the entire Mortal Instruments series in two days in preparation for the movie. My older sister reads even faster.))
((lol, well alright then. I was thinking mostly illusion/mental stuff, like he can only work within the mind, and nothing extreme like controlling your actions, and then he would have a magic room with lots of spellbooks, but he could only use magic and that room, and even that would be pretty limited spells with extensive preparation. And for his regular stuff, yeah, he'd eventually run out of energy. Sorry, i"m overcomplicating it....blearg...
((Sounds good to me. :)
How's that? Also, around what year is this supposed to be, and what age were you hoping for??))
((well, since my guy isn't human, he'd be older but have the appearance/personality of a late teen/early adult. You can be whatever you want, I don't think it'd make a big difference. And I was just thinking modern times
post my skelly soon!!))
Name: Grace Evans
Appearance: Petite, she stands at only 4'11" and weights 85 pounds. Her hair is auburn and cut short in a pixie with sideswept bangs. She dyed a single blonde streak in her bangs. Her eyes are a deep chocolate brown, framed with dark lashes under narrow eyebrows.
She doesn't wear puch makeup, just some eyeshadow and lipgloss sometimes. She likes to wear green cargo pants and baggy T-shirts, Caterpillar work boots, and several bracelets up her left arm. Sometimes she layers, and she loves plaid, espesially in shades of red and orange. She also wears two necklaces, one a tiny silver heart-shaped locket on a thin silver chain, the other a brass butterfly on a matching chain.
Personality: She's usually sweet, but odd. She's a bit of a freak and an outcast to most people, and wouldn't have it any other way. She doesn't just like something. Either she loves it, or doesn't care. There are several subjects that she is very passionate about, and can be quite a nerd at times.
Extra: She loves to draw, sometimes with colored or graphite pencils, other times with vine charcoal or pastels. She never leaves the house without at least one pencil or her watercolor kit and her small sketchbook.
Name (the one he uses for humans): Alexander Smith
Age: 73 (appearance and personaltiy of an early-twenty-year-old)
Appearance: Yellow, catlike eyes, sharp, chiseled features. Ears slightly pointed, hidden by black hair that seems to never have been combed. Thin, not muscular, very pale skin, tall. Wears the same "Ambercrombie and Fitch" shirt and ragged pair of jeans every day, having no other human clothes.
Personality: Cocky and overconfident, doesn't obey anyone or anything but his own desires. Despite his reluctance to learn, can be extremely driven by curiousity and thirst for knowledge, though he tries to hide it. Tries to be proud of his status as a misfit, won't admit that he has a need for someone to talk to
Extra: His magic is centered on illusion: Can create visual illusion with little effort, but anything more complicated than that takes great effort, unless it's his own body/voice. (sounds, smells, etc.). Can't "read minds" at will, but can tell clear emotions and intentions at times (when they're really strong, not when he chooses). Has the potential for much more magic, but requires the use of a spellbook, magic circle, things like that. Doesn't use this type of magic often because of the effort it requires, but used quite a bit of it when he first attained the castle.
((Where do we start?))
((From where she first arrives at the castle, perhaps? Or whatever you think would work.))
((Alrighty. :) ))
Grace wrapped her tanned arms around her body, trying not to go into a full-blown panic attack. She was two seconds from hyperventilating, and she knew from experience that everything would just go downhill from there. She squeezed her eyes shut tightly and pretended she was home.
((sry, procrastinated over that ever-important first post (dun dun dun) ))
Alex tried to pull of an evil laugh, but came off sounding more nervous. "Well...Grace, Grace, Grace..." He ran his fingers through her short hair like he was petting a dog. "Welcome to my castle. Hope you make yourself at home, as would be only fitting, since that's what it is. Get used to life here." He stood in front of her awkwardly, holding his hands behind his back, wondering what she would do next.
((note on the castle: Anyone trying to escape will be filled with an immense hopelessness upon touching the doork, window, etc, but it could, in theory, be overcome. And if you ever want to add soemthing to the castle, could you make a note like this? I don't want to godmod it, but he would obviously have little precautions like this, and I don't want you to have to wait for a response from me every time you try something new. As long as this is getting longer than my actual post, there are various lower-level, semi-loyal imps and faeries guarding the outside of the castle))
Grace flinched away from his touch. "This isn't home." She whispered, too scared at the moment to speak any louder.
((Sounds good. ))
((lol all that and all I get is "sounds good"? XD))
"Well, what? You think I invited you over here for a tea party?" Starting to become unsettled by how scared she was (Cripes, he thought, haven't even touched her yet) he tried to appear less cold-hearted than he was. "Ok, I'm not going to ra.pe you or anything like that. Honest, I'm not even human, so no worries. Just...do whatever you human adolescents do. Might be fun to watch. Unless you want me to think of something..."
"You didn't invite me for anything!" Grace snapped, backing away from him as far as she could, until her back bumped cold stone.
Alexander sighed. This wasn't working how he had hoped, but it'd be too much trouble to return her now that the changeling was in place. Teenage girls seemed a lot different in real life than in books. "Fine. Well, now you're just stuck here, so..." He rolled back and forth on his heels awkwardly. "Know what? Let me think on it. Don't go outside, or in the basement, blah blah blah..." Thought about giving her a peck on the check for laughs, but didn't want the girl to turn to frickin' stone. Instead, he quietly left the common hall, opened a huge, heavy door, a dissappeared down the stairs.
Grace waited a full minute before she even moved after he left. Dread strangled her like it was actually a physical thing. If he was confident enough to leave her alone, he must be pretty sure that she wouldn't be able to escape.
After a moment, she pushed off from the wall and took in her surroundings. The castle - a castle for crying out loud - seemed to be in good condition. It was fairly clean, and the walls weren't crumbling, like the other castles she'd been in on vacations. Those had also been full of tourists, but this one seemed mostly empty.
She turned and went the opposite direction that Alex had gone, heaving a massive door open. It was so big that, due to her small size, she had to put all her weight into it to make it move. She got it open about a foot and went in, not bothering to shut it.