Reverie Manor, the place where your dream can come true. Well, at least that’s what the letter you got in the mail the other day says… --- Dear [Insert Character Here], You have something you want, do you not? A dream that could never come true. Well, all may not be lost. I have a proposition for you. Come to my manor, and I may grant you your wish, provided you have what it takes. Attached to this letter are the means by which you may come to the manor. Should you decide to attend, you will not be allowed to leave until your dream has come to fruition. If you want your dream to come true, you’ll have to show that you have what it takes. See you there. Sincerely, O --- When your character arrives at the manor, they find that they can no longer return from where they came. They enter the manor, curious, and find others, just like them, waiting in the living room. When a good number of them have gathered a loud voice booms through the room. Welcome! My esteemed guests have finally arrived!” The voice rings and the group turns to see a large purple floating orb. It bounces slightly in its place at it overlooks the guests. “I’m so glad you all made it. I trust you had a good trip here?” It continues. The voice, neither male nor female, is disembodied and distant, as if the room were larger than it really were. “Now, I’m sure you all received my letter, otherwise, you would not be here. I’m here to explain a few things to you.” It explains. If one looked closely enough, they would say it appeared to be spinning slightly. “Once you entered the grounds of the manor, your ability to leave was cut… short. You will not be allowed to leave until this… game has come to a close.” It continued, floating around the room. It appeared as if it were almost looking the guests up and down, judging them. [/b]“I have a series of tests for you all. I want to find someone worth of their wish, their dream.”[/b] It told them, returning back to its original position. “There will only be one winner, the one most worth of their wish. When all is said and done, all of you will return to your homes, the memory of this place wiped from your mind. Therefore, there is nothing to lose. So, try your best. Tomorrow, the trials begin!” It booms before disappearing altogether. The guest look around the room at each other, stunned. That’s when a man in distinct butler’s clothing comes down the hallway and greets them. “Good afternoon. I am Ianto. I will be showing you to your rooms.” He tells them, bowing. He is a very short man, even shorter so when bowing and his hair is snow white, his eyes a crystallized blue. He points towards the stairs and tells the group to follow him and without another word, begins walking. Some quick fact about this RP. -Magic is involved. -Mystery, Puzzle. -Your character will go through trials. These can puzzles, fights, and even simple quests. [hider=The Manor] [img]http://i585.photobucket.com/albums/ss299/emilyngracy/Reverie%20Manor/20110518_Ireland_01891_zps2a6cf059.jpg[/img] Located in Cheshire county, England. It has three floors including a small tower that goes up an additional two floors. There is a basement that contains the cellar and the dungeon. The first floor contains the kitchen, the ball room and the dining room, as well as a small living area with a fireplace. The second floor contains rooms, a supply room, the heater, and the library. The third floor contains a few small offices and several more bedrooms as well as a small room with access to the tower above. Out back there is a small garden as well as access down to a small river with a long enough girth to go swimming in. Bedrooms (They all look really similar to this.) [img]http://i585.photobucket.com/albums/ss299/emilyngracy/Reverie%20Manor/Medieval-Home-Decor_zpsa59ee7f2.jpg[/img] Library [img]http://i585.photobucket.com/albums/ss299/emilyngracy/Reverie%20Manor/Brome_zps726aab01.jpg[/img] Dining Hall [img]http://i585.photobucket.com/albums/ss299/emilyngracy/Reverie%20Manor/image_zpsd1688bef.jpg[/img] Garden [img]http://i585.photobucket.com/albums/ss299/emilyngracy/Reverie%20Manor/medieval2_zps291756af.jpg[/img] Cellar [img]http://i585.photobucket.com/albums/ss299/emilyngracy/Reverie%20Manor/medieval_tuscany_wine_cellar_zps7d689cd7.jpg[/img] Dungeon [img]http://www.ezimba.com/work/140106C/ezimba12768266969200.jpg[/img] Ballroom [img]http://katringoeshome.files.wordpress.com/2011/08/imgp5791_blog.jpg[/img] Living Room [img]http://www.ezimba.com/work/140107C/ezimba12768257204300.jpg[/img] Kitchen Couldn't find a picture. So, I'll try to explain it best I can. ---When you walk into the kitchen from the right, there is a small light coming in from the left side corner and a warm hearth on the far side wall adjacent to it. In the center is a small island used for preparing the food. There are several pots and pans hanging around the room as well as a rather large supply closet found on the same wall as the hearth on the far right. On the right side wall there are two doors. The one closest to the entrance is the cellar and the one next to it is the fridge area where meats and milks and such are stored. To the very left of the entrance is a small spice rack and on the roof is a large chandelier with candles to light the room at night. [/hider] Rules: 1) No Godmodding. Your character is NOT invincible. There WILL be growth. 2) You need permission before killing another character. 3) Drama is for your Momma. I don't want to see any drama in OOC. IC is another matter. 4) No OOC in IC. If you do it, you'll get a warning. 5) If you decide to leave the RP at anytime, [b]please let me know[/b] and something can be worked out. (This is super important!) 6) One character per person. 7) Please, try to keep the RP moving. It's okay to do posts of just your characters thought, but try to make some interaction out of it! 8) Stay active in the OOC! If you're busy and just can't make any posts, I understand that, but please find the time to just shoot me a quick PM saying you're busy. All I need is, "Hey Rose. I'm a bit busy now. Sorry for the lack of posts." That takes like... two seconds. You can do that much for me, right? Thanks. 9) Somewhere in your CS, please put, 'Si vous pouvez l'innovation va, vous pouvez le faire.' (Also, if you speak French, I apologize. I used a translator. It should say, "If you can dream it, you can do it." 10) If you haven't been posting for more than two weeks and I haven't gotten a message from you, your character will be dropped. You can resubmit later if you'd like to join again. 11) Have fun! ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ [hider=CS Skeleton] Creator: Name: *Nickname: Gender: Age: Birthday: Home Country: Height: Weight: *Eye Color: *Hair Style and Color: *Skin: Build: Markings: Jewelry: Clothing: *Personality: Bio: *Crush: Dream/Wish: *Extras: *Theme Song: * - Optional[/hider] ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [hider=Characters] [color=#40BFBF][img]http://lh3.ggpht.com/-fkFERbTdWhk/UDS_OxCLvWI/AAAAAAAAASA/07Tdl-0hTqw/22043-anime-paradise-white-hair-anime-girl.jpg[/img] [size=85]~Creator~ legendoflink17 ~Name~ Carmen Whitsaw ~Nickname~ Kitty ~Gender~ Female ~Age~ 17 ~Birthday~ Oct 7 ~Home Country~ England ~Height~ 5'7" ~Weight~ 120 lbs ~Eye Color~ Blue ~Hair Style and Color~ Long and choppy, white ~Skin~ Pale ~Build~ Relatively skinny, few muscles. ~Markings~ N/A ~Jewelry~ Choker around her neck with strange symbol. ~Clothing~ Small flowing dresses, and few pants with a few shirts. She doesn't have much. ~Personality~ Kitty loves everyone. She is very friendly and loves to play. She is much like a cat that in she loves to mess with people that would rather not be bothered. She enjoys her alone time and never announces when she'll leave and where she's going. ~Bio~ She doesn't really have much of past. She doesn't really know much about. Just that her name is Carmen aka Kitty. ~Crush~ Kitty loves everyone! ~Dream/Wish~ "I'm not sure why I'm really even here! I guess, I just wanted friends." ~Likes~ -People -Shiny things -Food -Sleeping ~Dislikes~ -Puzzles -Difficulty -Drama -Bright light -Being left out ~Extras~ N/A ~Theme Song~ Tegan and Sara - The Con[/color][/size] ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [size=85]Creator: VKAllen [img]http://i468.photobucket.com/albums/rr42/anothernonesense/boy.png[/img] Name: [color=#00BFBF]Ianto Jones[/color], [color=#FF0000]Kato Lawrence[/color], [color=#00BF00]Wade Godfrey[/color] Nickname: [i][color=#0080BF]Ian[/color][/i] (for Ianto Jones) Gender: Male Age: Mid-20s. Birthday: October 13th Home Country: [color=#00BFBF]Ianto[/color]: [b]Nottingham[/b]. [color=#FF0000]Kato[/color]: [b]London[/b]. [color=#00BF00]Wade[/color]: [b]Chesire[/b] Height: 5' 3". Weight: 155 lbs. Eye Color: Ianto: Sea-Blue. Kato: Blood Crimson. Wade: Forest Green. Hair Style and Color: Silver, according to Portrait. Skin: Pale Build: Mysteriously lean. Markings: N/A Jewelry: Glasses Clothing: Butler Uniform, Cook's Outfit, Gardner's Garments. Personality: [color=#0080BF]Ianto Jones[/color] [color=#0080BF][i]"So... You think you can earn your dreams so easily? Prepare to be disappointed."[/i][/color] The backbone of the Reverie Manor. Pragmatic and intelligent, Ianto is the longest-serving member of the Manor in his lifetime. He knows the darkest secrets of the Manor as well as its sinister history to date. He lives on his own inside the Manor, preserving the Manor's infrastructure and continuing to become the right hand of the mysterious O. Ianto knows how to do many things, even things that could be deemed as inhuman. [color=#FF0000]Kato Lawrence[/color] [color=#FF0000][i]"You better pray before you dig in to my meal! Also, try today's chef special!"[/i][/color] A culinary menace and genius. Kato could make food from anything with nearly everything. A man obsessed with the art of food, he continues to push his limits as far as he can in order to own the title of creator of the best meal ever produced. Kato is nimble, ambidextrous and extremely capable of multitasking. He is not without respect and dignity. During dinner times, he would discipline guests of tableside manners or even force them to be polite at the dinner table. [b]Wade Godfrey[/b] [color=#00BF00][i]"Oh no!"[/i][/color] - Wade Godfrey as he witnesses his beloved rosebush becoming diseased. Shy and seemingly self-isolated, Wade is an introverted person. His love for plants practically have made him married and dedicated to tend to all kinds of plant life and its surroundings. Sometimes, you could hear him speak to the grass or trees as if they were conversing with him. With other humans, he seems shy and misplaced. Always nervous and convinced to move away unless he is needed by somebody for his herbal mixing experience. Crush: N/A Other: Is Asexual. Likes: [b]Ianto Jones[/b] - N/A [b]Kato Lawrence[/b] - Cooking - Experimenting - Culinary experience of others [b]Wade Godfrey[/b] - Morning dew - Mint leaves - Coffee Dislikes: Ianto Jones - N/A Kato Lawrence - Distasteful tableside manners Wade Godfrey - Blunt objects - Wasps - Pollen Extras: Ianto, Kato and Wade suffer from a bipolar personality disorder. Theme Song: Lost Resolution - .hack//G.U[/size] ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [size=85] [b]Creator:[/b] DarkGrey [b]Name:[/b] Jared Archibald [b]Gender:[/b] Male [b]Age:[/b] 19 [b]Birthday:[/b] January 21st [b]Home Country:[/b] Glasgow, Scotland [url=http://safebooru.org/index.php?page=post&s=view&id=595249]"I wonder, can this place really make a miracle?"[/url] [b]Height:[/b] 173cm [b]Weight:[/b] 54kg [b]Eye Color: [/b] Blue [b]Hair Style and Color:[/b] Brown, neck-length and somewhat on the messy side [b]Skin:[/b] Sickly pale [b]Build:[/b] Thin and wiry [b]Markings:[/b] Surgical scarring [b]Jewelry:[/b] N/A [b]Clothing:[/b] Simple attire, along the lines of 'jeans and a shirt' [b]Bio:[/b] Jared was born with a very rare congenital heart defect, one that, all things considered, would have done him in somewhere around age 7 or 8 without proper treatment. This imperfection in his heart stunted his growth, and severely impaired his ability to exert his body in any way. The only way to fix it was via heart transplant, something it seemed [i]nobody[/i] was up to do. Thus, knowing that his death would be creeping right around the corner and there was basically no fixing it, Jared tried his best to live out his life as best as he could, though an inability to go outside and have fun like a regular kid as well as the fact that his parents kind of just stopped thinking of him as 'their sick son' and more like 'an abused puppy on TV, horrible to watch but easily ignored'. That was fine, just staying alone reading books and watching TV. Though, eventually his 'due date' began to near, meaning more hospital visits to prolong his life. Cue the arrival of a man, a man who wished to right the wrongs he had done in life to those around him. He saw the pitiful form of the child, connected to all these contraptions and wanted to do something about it. Being told the situation, something clicked within him. A final penance, a chance for him to use his life to help others. It might have been too late for him to repent, but this kid could do the good left undone for him. So Jared woke up, not dead thankfully, and was told the good news. He was healthy-ish, he could do things, he... was left the message of a dead man, telling him about his hope that this kid could do what he couldn't. He felt that, as a person who was only alive due to the sacrifice of another, it was unfair to the deceased to prioritize his own wants before those of his. Thus, from that day forth, Jared vowed to do his best to use this greatest of gifts for the 'force of good', to become a hero who was always able to help people Funny how one major event can shape the life of an individual. Over the years, Jared had accumulated quite the general knowledge from his readings, but he's more focused on 'human' stuff, like anthropology, psychology, world history, and even subjects like pop-culture and mythology/folklore. However, 'craftsmanship'-related topics came as a close second. While being almost completely physically inept, even after all these years of heart treatment, his mind's his greatest tool, and as a 'rule', if you've learned some random, useless fact before Jared, that's just one of life's little mysteries. [b]Dream/Wish:[/b] "Hmm... To become a hero? To end all the suffering of the world? Repay my debts? Something like that, definitely." [b]Likes:[/b][list][*]Reading [*]Video gaming [*]New experiences [*]Peace and harmony [*]General helping out. but prefers... [*]Housework[/list] [b]Dislikes:[/b][list][*]Physical activity [*]Cynicism and pessimism [*]Unnecessary conflict [*]Feeling helpless [*]'Assholes'[/list] [b]Theme Song:[/b] [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-5YlLuycaXE&feature=related]"I can't waste this second chance, I swear I'll make this world a better place!"[/url][/size] ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [size=85] Creator: Pyroman [img]http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/c4e9673bcb00d5c82423308c7c4fd5e8/http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m142/Goldor4ever/Anime%20Guys/normalanimefav120yn.jpg[/img] Name: Booker Hendrix *Nickname: Book Gender: Male Age: 24 Birthday: January 17 Home Country: Oregon, North America Height: 5'6" (Roughly 167 centimeters) Weight: 115 lbs (about 52 kg) *Eye Color: Green *Hair Style and Color: Green, kind of long and usually kept down and out of his face. *Skin: Very lightly tanned, but not by that much due to the usually cloudy and rainy weather of Oregon. Build: Has a very slim body and build, made for agility and flexibility. Markings: Has scars all around his back and some on his chest. Has a large tear-like scar running down his back from a photography accident and fell down a dangerous height. Jewelry: None Clothing: Wears a simply grey shirt underneath his brown and black jacket. The jacket makes his body appear a bit more built than he actually is and had compartments for storing a small notebook and parts of his camera. *Personality: Booker is a kind and somewhat quiet soul, always keeping himself on the sidelines and observing rather than getting in the middle of things. He has a love for photography and writing, always coming up of stories in all sorts of genres instead of just one. Before making an action. Booker tries his best to think out what will happen if he does said action, and makes sure that it is the best choice before doing anything. He isn't afraid to wait for things, and it completely fine with waiting when it comes to anything. Bio: Growing up in Portland, Oregon for all of his life, he knew well about the saying 'Keep Portland weird.' He took it to heart and made sure that he was just as artistic as Portland was know for being. He grew up near a very large library and went there as much as he could during his free time, reading any and all books that were available to him. He saw that in some books they didn't turn out how he wanted, so he wrote his own endings, some of the starting even from the middle of the book and working onward. He loved to write his own endings, and eventually he got to writing his own books and short stories. He was smart and excelled at literature, so when it came time for what he would do with his life, he went to college a year early and took all the classes that he could to improve his writing. Soon after graduating, he received a letter telling him that his dream could come true. Alone with the letter were tickets that could get him to the manor as well as a passport that he would need as well. *Crush: None at the moment. Dream/Wish: "I want to become a great and famous author!" Likes: Books, writing, photography, driving, trying new things, and relaxing. Dislikes: over thinking things, completely pointless questions, and February[/size] ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Open! ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [size=85][color=#00FFFF]Creator:[/color] LittleRedPanda [color=#00FFFF]Name:[/color] Lidiya Rourke [color=#00FFFF]*Nickname:[/color] Liddy [color=#00FFFF]Gender: [/color]Female [color=#00FFFF]Age:[/color] 22 [color=#00FFFF]Birthday:[/color] September 24 [color=#00FFFF]Home Country: [/color]Breckenridge, Colorado [img]http://cache.desktopnexus.com/thumbnails/1373588-bigthumbnail.jpg[/img] [color=#00FFFF]Height:[/color] 5'2" [color=#00FFFF]Weight:[/color] 95 lbs [color=#00FFFF]*Eye Color:[/color] violet [color=#00FFFF]*Hair Style and Color:[/color] long thick and wavy/curly black hair [color=#00FFFF]*Skin:[/color] porcelain pale [color=#00FFFF]Build:[/color] Extremely thin, almost sickly so [color=#00FFFF]Markings:[/color] deep scars on her wrist and an old bullet wound in her shoulder [color=#00FFFF]Jewelry: [/color] a small empty locket [color=#00FFFF]Clothing:[/color] lots of simple, free flowing things. Multitudes of cotton and lace [color=#00FFFF]*Personality:[/color] Lidiya is quiet and thoughtful, yet when she gets a spark of creativity or passion, she can be known to be talkative. She's prone to depression though and has a lot of off days where she crashes, and crashes hard. When that happens, it's hard to even drive her out of bed. [color=#00FFFF]Bio:[/color] Lidiya was once the only child of a loving family, yet she struggled very often with loneliness. Growing up, Liddy was awkward and gangly. At first she was slightly outgoing, joining the school orchestra and the art club in middle school. Even starting out, Lidiya loved the arts. She absolutely adored the sweet melodies a violin could produce, and the feeling of a pencil and sketchbook in hand calmed her down. Yet when one of the teachers started to take an unhealthy interest in her, Lidiya's world came crashing down. After school detentions were handed out to her for no reason. And it was during one of these many detentions when this teacher forced himself upon Lidiya, telling her that if she were to ever tell anyone he would have her expelled. Lidiya lived in fear of the teacher who had harmed her, but was too afraid to tell anyone. She was forced to see the perpetrator every day at school and as he began to convince her that his interest was merciful because nobody else would ever take an interest in her, Liddy's mood and mental sanity spiraled farther and farther down. She kept up the pretense of being happy at home, but soon Liddy began to experiment with anorexia and razor blades. She continued her experiments throughout high school until she met a boy named Blaine. Blaine was different, he was the one boy who seemed to love Lidiya for her. Nevermind that he occasionally bruised her when she did something wrong or made him angry, he was caring. And when he proposed to Lidiya she couldn't have been happier. Blaine told Lidiya he would ask her parents permission to marry her and he did. Yet, it never occurred to teenage Liddy that her parents would say no. It infuriated her father to even know his daughter was thinking about marriage and he adamantly refused Blaine. Blaine told Lidiya not to worry, that he'd make it so they could stay together. Lidiya trusted Blaine wholeheartedly, Yet later that night, when Blaine showed up to her house with a gun, things went from bad to worse. Liddy had had no idea of the weapon when she'd let Blaine sneak in through her window. It was only until later when he excused himself to use the restroom that she heard two shots go off. Running to see what had happened she found Blaine standing over her parents bodies with a gun in his hand. Naturally, Lidiya freaked out, not understanding why Blaine would do such a thing. Poor Blaine became enraged that Lidiya did not understand that he did it for them and in his rage he turned the gun on Lidiya, shooting her once and the shooting himself in the head. He never even checked to see if he had killed Liddy and of course he had not. After extensive recovery from the bullet wound, Lidiya was put in the foster system, bouncing from house to house while her battle with Anorexia and cutting turned into full scale war. Eventually Liddy was old enough to get herself out of the system and is currently trying to heal from her self abuse. [color=#00FFFF]*Crush:[/color] None at the moment [color=#00FFFF]Dream/Wish:[/color] To be loved again. To make beautiful musical and artistical creations [color=#00FFFF]Likes: [/color] painting sketching playing her violin archery slingshots [color=#00FFFF]Dislikes:[/color] blood guns feeling alone herself [color=#00FFFF]*Extras:[/color] [color=#00FFFF]*Theme Song:[/color] Annie - Safetysuit[/size] ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Open! ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Open! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [color=#FF0000]Creator:[/color] WileyCoyote [color=#FF0000]Name:[/color] Abelia P.K. Whitewoode [color=#FF0000]*Nickname:[/color] Penelope [color=#FF0000]Gender:[/color]Female [color=#FF0000]Age:[/color]23 [color=#FF0000]Birthday:[/color]January 1st [color=#FF0000]Home Country[/color]:France [img]http://i1176.photobucket.com/albums/x332/HaileyVictoria/1f14cb74-703e-46d8-bc11-609e778f2db6_zps9477e3ad.jpg[/img] [color=#FF0000]Height:[/color]5'7 [color=#FF0000]Weight:[/color]136lbs [color=#FF0000]*Eye Color:[/color]Blue-Green [color=#FF0000]*Hair Style and Color:[/color]Messes of strawberry blonde curls [color=#FF0000]*Skin:[/color]Lightly tanned with visible freckles across face if not wearing makeup [color=#FF0000]Build:[/color]Fit, toned, and curvy. [color=#FF0000]Markings:[/color]Two tattoos, both hidden from sight [color=#FF0000]Jewelry:[/color]Key around her neck, emerald and gold ring. [color=#FF0000]Clothing:[/color]Though decidedly casual for her tastes, Penelope is always found sporting dresses or skirts, typically knee or thigh length and intricate in design. [color=#FF0000]*Personality:[/color]When around other Penelope always remains poised, calm, and collected. She always thinks before she speaks and measures her words and possible outcomes and reactions from them first. This, of course, is more from social conditioning than her own personality. Internally she's almost the opposite; prone to quick temper and biting sarcasm at every turn, and though she can normally keep this under wraps, it does slip out from time to time. When frustrated, or when she simply wishes to be left alone, she can often times be found scribbling away in a sketchbook, out snapping photos of wildlife and nature, or drowning her annoyances in home baked goodies. [color=#FF0000]Bio:[/color]Penelope comes from a wealthy family of five, where she is the youngest of three children. Though originally born rather poor in south France, where she and her family lived for several years; she was able to live most of her teenage and adult life as an upper class citizen of America. Her mother and father had met years ago. She'd been the only child of a wealthy businessman, and he was a soldier stationed in France for several years. When they went to her family about marriage she was told she'd have her inheritance given away if she married a foreigner. Nevertheless she accepted it and went on about her life, and for years never heard a word from her family. They worked in a small bakery providing goods for their little town in order to make a living, and it wasn't until Penelope was thirteen, nearly 20 years later, that word from her grandfather finally came in. He had passed, and although he had been too stubborn to call for his daughter himself during his last moments of life, he had apparently never actually removed her from his will, and wanted her to have his fortune. It was nothing extravagant but enough to move them to America where their lives changed almost instantly. They moved to Manhattan, and quickly found themselves apart of a social hierarchy Penelope never quite understood. Her father invested her mothers money and within a year it came back tenfold. She and her siblings were suddenly expected to be these prim and proper beings. She attended private schooling, learned several instruments, and is fluent in 4 languages. Penelope would be lying if she said she didn't enjoy the luxuriates her family could now provide but through it all she longed for her little village in back home. Before her parents became obsessed with material and frivolous things. Back when they didn't need money, or gadgets, or fancy things to be happy. [color=#FF0000]*Crush:[/color]None to speak of. [color=#FF0000]Dream/Wish:[/color]To move back home and reopen the family bakery [color=#FF0000]Likes:[/color]Painting, drawing, photography, composing music. Nature and all things outside. [color=#FF0000]Dislikes:[/color] Messes, being alone, dramatic people, [color=#FF0000]*Extras:[/color]None for now [color=#FF0000]*Theme Song:[/color]Fences by Paramore [/hider] -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Let me know if you have any questions.