_{Original Interest Check}

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1. persons with numbers are players
2. all players must follow the King's orders
3. all orders must be completed within 3 hours
4. players that do not follow orders will be punished
5. the game ends when a winner is decided

You wake up with a throbbing pain in both your head and your hand. When you open your eyes you see only darkness. You have been shoved into a cramped space. When you break your way out, you find yourself in a wide, dimly lit foyer. It's furnished in drab reds. You add your own red to it in the form of the blood dripping from your hand. A number has been neatly carved into it. More blood coats the foyer's walls, spelling out the rules of some sort of 'game.' You don't remember how you got here, but you aren't alone. Several other people break their way out of the wooden boxes they'd been stuffed into. Coffins. You have an awful feeling some of you may be returning to them soon.

• You must be OKAY with your character potentially dying
• You must be OKAY with your character potentially being the King
• You must provide a dark secret/reason your character COULD be the King/a player
• Bio section is not present in the CS because it will not be relevant to the RP
• Because this is a short term RP, you must commit and be active! You don't need to worry about keeping track of a long story line! If you lose interest, let me know ASAP so the next order can be to kill your character! That we we don't have sudden disappearances!

Mari [+]

Name: Mari Palladino
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Appearance: At first glance, Mari could easily be mistaken for a sickly boy. Traces of asian ancestry are visible within her mostly caucasian face. Her skin has an almost unhealthy lack of colour. While cut to her ears, her brown hair is dull and messy. Her eyes lack any bright colours, resembling two stones rather than romantic jewels. Large bags are under each eye, a testament to her lack of sleep. Her attire is baggy and chosen simply because it hides her body. She has two unique identifiers: the set of asymmetrical earrings she wears and tattoos of esoteric symbols on the fingers of her left hand. Horizontal scars litter her forearms, but most had since faded. Conversely, large vertical scars are visible on her palms and cutting across the old scars.
Personality Traits:
Self-Reliant | Creative | Coolheaded | Misanthropic | Unempathetic | Standoffish
Relevant Info: Mari doesn't really have much in her life, but what she does have is irreplaceable to her. Her entire family is either estranged or deceased. The only human person she cares about is her boyfriend Sho. Together, Mari and him have a mutt named Hope. If anything happened to Hope, Mari would probably kill whatever harmed Hope and then herself. While they find themselves homeless at times, they have recently found peace and safety in a small, busted apartment. While most would hate living in such a place where everything is constantly on the verge of breaking, the three live a relatively secluded and happy life.
D A R K - S E C R E T:

Hider [+]

Mari has killed her mother. Her father had since become estranged quickly after her birth, meaning that the young Mari was raised solely by her mother. Her mother was, for lack of a better term, abusive and delusional. Mari was alienated by everyone due to the actions of her mother. When she finally formed a meaningful relationship with someone and revealed this relationship to her mother, she was beaten. Her boyfriend, trying to protect her, struck her mother over the head enough times to make her stop. As they ran, Mari had noticed that her mother was still breathing. Without anyone knowing, she had struck the final blow before she left.

nathaniel ueda [+]

n a t h a n i e l u e d a

_______________________________________________ Nathaniel Ueda ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ 20 | male | 5'11" ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ truthful | well-mannered | loyal persistent | aloof | cynical ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ p e r s o n a l i t y ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ [+] Contrary to his looks, Nathaniel is a meek and quiet boy. He is usually mistaken for someone brazen and outspoken, but he is usually very jittery and keeps to himself. Those qualities do not take away from his well-manners and persistent traits. ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼

▄a p p e a r a n c e ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Nathaniel is a quiet boy with a somber voice to match; tall and lanky with a hushed laugh. If you were to ask anyone to describe him upon their first meeting, the most remarkable feature that would stick would be his smell. Nathaniel always has a sweet vanilla scent lingering about his person without the need of cologne. Standing tall at 5 feet and 11 inches, Nathaniel's frame feels even more elongated due to his sharp features. His style gives off a relaxed aura; loose-fitting sweaters and comfortable pants. Nathaniel's complexion is rather clear aside from a few scars he always avoids having to explain (none are in visible view.) ▄r e l e v a n t i n f o r m a t i o n ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Nathaniel was born the oldest son to Hazel Thomson and Jirou Ueda; a few years after his birth, his younger brother was born and his family was completed thereafter. Philip Ueda, his younger brother, was everything you could ask for in a son and Nathaniel was not. The bias became very clear in his early life, from his mother showing clear distaste to his father's favoritism. Being only 2 years apart in age, Nathaniel was young and easily starved for his parents' affection. Unfortunately, he was never able to gain his parent's full attention and Nathaniel decided it was for his own good to move out as soon as he graduated college. He is now living in a studio apartment; he attends his college classes and works part-times to support his lifestyle. ▄d a r k s e c r e t ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ [+] One day as Nathaniel was babysitting his younger brother, they decided it would be a good idea to play hide-and-seek in the woods behind their family home. Nathaniel was 10 at the time while Philip was only 8; the game went on for an hour or two before Nathaniel had an overwhelming reminder of how unloved he felt. He knew where Philip was hiding, it had been the same spot for the last three turns. The best part about the area was that it was overseeing a small, hidden cliff. Instead of letting his presence be known to his younger brother, Nathaniel snuck up and pushed his brother down down down. Philip tumbled through the leaves and dirt until a small thud was heard from overhead; Nathaniel stood by until his brother reached the bottom. Aside from the panic that engulfed him, Nathaniel felt relief washing over him. It was all short-lived, however, when he noticed the rise and fall of his brother's chest. Instead of helping his brother back up, Nathaniel went back home. He waited for his parents to come home from work. Easily told them Philip had been playing in the back but he hasn't seen him since noon (didn't matter the story since his parents would blame him anyways.) The search went on for hours until the next day break and Nathaniel barely lifted a finger to help with the search. Even when the neighbors, the firefighters and the police got involved, Nathaniel kept to himself. Come morning, Nathaniel was ready for the wave of punishment that was going to come his way as his parents entered the home with young Philip in their hands. However, what came after wasn't any yelling or recognition of his doings; instead, it was the same indifference he always received. The world continued as if Nathaniel hadn't been responsible for the incident, and remained revolved around his brother Philip. To this day Nathaniel wonders if Philip even knows that Nathaniel had been the reason for his fall.

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Still working my history but:

??? [+]

N a m e : Riley Velskaya
A g e : Seventeen
G e n d e r : Male
A p p e a r a n c e : Riley sports some medium length black locks that fall loosely down around their head, not quite messy but definitely not well-kept. Their facial structure is rounded and feminine, and even though his voice is soft a very perceptive listener would easily be able to notice the masculine undertones of their speech. As for bodily structure, they’re on the thinner - frailer side, although he is often clad in thick sweaters or hoodies to shroud the figure he is so insecure about. His complexion is quite fair and pasty and eyes are a vibrant forest green, though in some lights small flecks of brown could change them to a hazel. All in all, to some he would be seen as a cute boy with a somber and ghostly look - to others he could be seen as quite creepy?

Personality Traits
^{Nurturing | Faithful | Composed | Obsessive | Systematic | Dull}

Relevant Info: TBA****

D A R K - S E C R E T:

Hider [+]

Riley was adopted by a wealthy man named Aleister Velstaya, whom had years beforehand lost his wife and daughter in a car crash^{”cliche yes, but realistic”}. The wealthy widower still wished to have a family, but traumatized by the loss of his family he refused to remarry and seed another child. While Riley was greatly appreciative of such a dignified and respected man taking him under his wing, not all was as fine as one would have think. Aleister has become warped and spiteful towards the world causing him to spiral into deep depressions and lash out on the boy from time to time. The worst of these outbursts would result in Riley being forced to imitate Aleister’s deceased daughter sometimes even in public. These episodes would not let up as the man’s mental health further degraded with age, and eventually Riley would aptly adjust his lifestyle. This split the boy’s psyche at a young age forming into an altered personality with more feminine traits to better fit what Aleister wished of.

Though, his father’s antics would go too far recently - as Aleister has fully become delusional and now believed Riley has been a female all along. While Riley is about to take off to college next year, Aleister believed he should start looking for “husband” prospects soon to carry on his legacy as his only kin. Despite Riley’s constant help and monitoring, his father had even come to try pimping him out to suitors and fooling many into thinking he was just a tomboyish girl - a few even making a pass at him. Years of repressed resentment and psychological damage would reach and head, and about a month ago - Riley poisoned his father and fully inherited the Velskaya fortune. It was an act of passion, and care was taken into covering his tracks thoroughly, but the itching in the back of Riley’s head grows more and more every day as the burden of guilt grows. On the outside he seems to be fine, but the boy continues to crack at the seams.

@Yankee
This guy alright?

Ryan Watts [+]

Name: Ryan Watts

Age: 25

Gender: Male

Appearance: Ryan has short black hair that is rarely combed, and has a somewhat greasy look - like he hadn't washed in a period of time. It wouldn't be wrong to call him short, but he is not too far from average height. His choice of clothing is usually either very casual, such as baggy tracksuits, or extremely formal, like three-piece suits. Perhaps because of this, very few people realize that Ryan is fairly muscular - he's been going to the gym around 3-4 times a week for the last 4 years, at the request of his ex-girlfriend, Susan. Ryan claims he only continues out of habit, and because it makes his work easier. Ryan also has several piercings in his ears, but he takes these out whenever doing a Funeral or Viewing. He planned on getting rid of them, but a kid he watches after, Dennis, said that it made him look cool.

Personality Traits:
Passionate | Friendly | Upbeat | Clingy | Creepy | Aggressive

Relevant Info: Ryan works as a Mortician in his family Funeral Home, and has been doing so since he got his degree. He has immense respect for his Father, Wyatt Watts, who was the primary reason he even went into that career path. He's had two girlfriends in the past, but would only really be bothered by threats against the first, Susan Robinson. He has a very wide circle of friends and acquaintances due to his line of work, several of which he would sacrifice a lot for. Ryan volunteers at an Orphanage in his free time and has been planning on adopting a younger boy, Dennis Cleat. He is nervous about his chances, considering he is a single male in his mid-twenties, and threats of limiting his time with the boy would be very persuasive.

D A R K - S E C R E T:

My Hider [+]

Ryan regularly eats human flesh. He has a steady supply due to his job as a Mortician and, with proper care and stitching, it's surprising how much you can take out of a person without anyone noticing. Even worse, he regularly includes human flesh into the meals he cooks for his friends and family, getting an almost euphoric pleasure out of tricking them into eating something they would never do otherwise. He occasionally steals corpses from recent funerals, which he keeps in a freezer in his basement - a secret which the King could use to great effect against Ryan.

His second Exgirlfriend nearly discovered his stash of bodies, and Ryan waited at the top of the stairs with a knife. When she came up with what she went to retrieve, he managed to convince her to leave, and he promptly broke up with her a few days later. He is nowhere near as upset by his close murder attempt as he feels he should be, but doesn't really mind too much.

Ryan only thinks about eating the flesh of the already deceased, and the thought of killing for his meals disturbs him somewhat. He may think differently if he had to go awhile without any meat, but he has never thought of eating anyone in his direct social circle.

SomiBaek [+]

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⌈NAME⌋

Somi Baek | 소미백

⌈AGE + GENDER⌋

17 | ♀️

⌈APPEARANCE⌋

With a tall figure to her, Somi is the least intimidating person there is. Her long curtain silk hair falls down mid-thigh, always having a messy fringe to it. She's never seen with slick hair, its always messy and ruffled. When Somi generally smiles her crows feet tends to show, she's usually really insecure about it so Somi doesn't smile often. Her nails are usually always long and maintained, she never paints them mainly because she fears as it could ruin her "natural look." Somi's cheeks are always flushed red and with a pale skin like her's, when she's flustered her whole face and ears tend to blow up in redness.

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SomiBaek [+]

⌈PERSONALITY⌋

| Rational | Gentle | Reliant | . . . | Materialistic | Sensitive | Scrooge |

⌈RELEVANT INFO⌋

“Somi.” Her father spoke again, tapping slightly on his daughters small back. The small girl, all curled up—lifted her head to face her father. She began deconstructing her father, finding new qualities to fill her chest of memories of her tired dad. Somi noted the small tilt of her fathers smirk, the way he looked into his daughter's eyes with love, the way his scratchy beard would drag itself on Somi's cheek on purpose; just to get her to giggle. And, Somi swore, that she’ll be the one to make her father happy--no matter what.

She was 10 at the time. Somi's small body grew closer to her father's warmth. They both lived in a small building complex that barely warmed them during the winter or refreshed them during the summer. The kitchen and the bedroom/living-room were in the same place, the only separate room there was; was the bathroom. Her father would barely be at home, only arriving dead at night when Somi's already supposed to be asleep. Sometimes in the morning he'll come and drop dead beside her. She was never asleep. She always waited for her father to come home, that was the only way Somi could sleep.

The room of their's was silvered and transformed by the moon’s dust, which hung like a great luminous pearl on the radiant breast of mother earth. It illuminated the tenebrous, star filled sky—streams of moonlight sank into the bed full of the figure of Somi and her father's. He spilled stories to Somi about her mother, a fairy-tale of the life him and her mother used to live. Somi's mother was a beautiful song in her father's memories. Ever since she could remember, Somi had never seen her mother. Her father was the only parental figure in her life and she was okay with that. Since he was the one who was working hard for her sake, just to provide Somi her dreams. Which was to attend college. Everything he was doing, was for Somi alone. So, she never asked for anything.

However, the day her father was off from work, she woke up to chaos in their home. Her small feet traced themselves to the door step, rubbing the sparkles from her eyes, adjusting them to the bright light; Somi saw the one woman who was never in her life. Her mother and next to her, was a small malnourished boy.

Ever since that day, Somi's life went downhill.

Nowadays, Somi lives her life as a high school student. Getting to class early, attending all her classes and bringing several good grades home. Her father is never home so she tends to stay after school "helping" the teachers or students with "classwork", which then she usually goes to attend her "job". Then after, arriving dead at night, cooking for her younger brother and then helping him with homework. Only for her to put him to bed, then attend to her homework.

DARKSECRET [+]

⌈DARK SECRET⌋

"Do you think father hates me?" Her younger brother whispered, watching his father's chest rise up and down slowly; their father's bottles surrounding him as well as unused lottery tickets. Somi squeezed her bothers shoulder, shoving a weak smile, "of course not."

Ever since Somi's mother arrived with her now brother, her father resorted to wasting their money and coming home weeks after drunk. He never hurt the two of them, in fact he never talked to the two of them. He would stumble home, gruff lowly upon seeing the two and falling onto the floor in a slumber. He stopped working and pushed the life of an adult on Somi. However, Somi Baek never had the best experiences when it came from work and job interviews. She was simply rejected on all job offers she requested on applying for. And it took a toll on her as she had to support both her father and brother.

Thus, Somi, having a good reputation at school--took on offers. It started off small, she'd babysit someone's pet, buy lunch for someone, or give them advice. Then, when she noticed that many asked for certain types of requests; they'd bring more money than she usually earned. So, Somi, slowly escalated for blackmailing people, beating people, stealing, bullying. Anything she did was for money.

At first, Somi did feel bad. The adrenaline that rushed through her when she beat up a freshman, was enough for her to realize that what she was doing--was not right. But when her brother's smiling face would pop up hugging a toy she'd bought him, or her father patting her head and finally talking to her; was enough for Somi to keep going. And as the money came in, she took on more dangerous offers. She would come home with groceries and cooking a healthy meal for her brother and leaving a plate out for her father. Who would always leave the plate clean, ended up leaving small post it notes of his thanks.

This got her happy. So joyful, so happy, that Somi got greedy. If her father who never responded to her before but now did, her mind filled with wonders on what would happen if she bought a house(although that was far fetched for her).

So, Somi Baek, sold off her virginity for the first time in her life. And the money, oh the total, always satisfied Somi. She soon found herself in a state where her body wasn't valuable to her anymore, that she was a tool just to get the one thing that her family struggled to have--which was money.

Somi grew to selling her body regularly and would come home exhausted and tired, but her brothers laughter and her father's small gestures helped her keep going.

yay !