[OOC] Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

[Luna]

Cool it might be a few weeks since the house we are getting belongs to my grandparents and it needs some serious remodeling. I just thought to let you all know so when I vanish I dont want anyone to think I quit the rp

[Fallenreaper]

Toxic Diamond said
Aruna is, but she'll probably attack you if you sit next to her.

Keep in mind, you'll risk being reprimanded by the teachers in the worse way. I'm sure Lidda would love to bone bind some wild and overacting student for her demonstration.

EliteCommander said
I don't suppose there is anyone who currently doesn't have anyone to talk to during the feast?

Khan is sitting at the head table, being a baby and not taking his medicine though he was told to, and can be talked to before the demos start.

[Crossark]

CYNN

[Toxic Diamond]

Fallenreaper said
Keep in mind, you'll risk being reprimanded by the teachers in the worse way. I'm sure Lidda would love to bone bind some wild and overacting student for her demonstration. Khan is sitting at the head table, being a baby and not taking his medicine though he was told to, and can be talked to before the demos start.

Dang. I won't go any easier on him than punching him in the face!

[EliteCommander]

Toxic Diamond said
Dang. I won't go any easier on him than punching him in the face!

Might have difficulty reaching his face, given the height difference.

[Fallenreaper]

Lucius Cypher said
Troublesome, but I'm glad that you've come to tell us. We'll make sure to hold a place for you here until your internet is stable.

Yep... I'm sure we'll find an IC excuse for her absence then you can hope right back in.

[WitchChild]

i am still here. Collabing with lucius and just trying to get the right impression for my character. Something along the lines of Arrogant and prideful noble.

Let'S hope I can finish it before I freeze in my frozen wasteland of a bedroom. I seriously think it's just above 0°C Like 3 or something

[Toxic Diamond]

EliteCommander said
Might have difficulty reaching his face, given the height difference.

She has some advantages that could work in her favor.
;-)

[Fallenreaper]

Toxic Diamond said
Dang. I won't go any easier on him than punching him in the face!

Still... if they don't allow Mar death threats to a provoking Male Naga, I think they would at least reprimand her. :p

[Toxic Diamond]

Fallenreaper said
Still... if they don't allow Mar death threats to a provoking Male Naga, I think they would at least reprimand her. :p

Oh, come on! All Khan said was that fights should be done with healers present, I'm quite positive that most, if not all, the healers at the college are present.

[Toxic Diamond]

Ps. Just messing with you, reprimand her! Punish her!

[Lucius Cypher]

Hmm, don't mind if I do...

[Crossark]

UserName: Crossark

Character name: Cynn Ellime

Age: 19

Mageblood type: Natura

Favoured Magic Class: Geomancy, with some barely-tapped potential in Herbamancy.

Previous Magic training: Some shared learning by her friends, but nothing official.

Race: Forest Elf

Appearance: Is fairly tall, standing at 6 feet. Has brilliant white hair that she prefers to keep short, in a sort of thick pixie cut. (By the way, this might seem pointless, but her cup size is 36B. Trust me, it will help.) Has a very fair face.

Short Bio: Cynn was raised as the daughter of an important family in her tribe. She had no siblings, but her parents were the wealthy owners of a major technology organization. From an early age, her parents noticed her potential as a trophy, and brought her to every business party, corporate meeting, and publicity stunt that they scheduled. When they learned about her magical ability, she suddenly became not only a trophy, but a parlor trick, as well. She was never good with people, and talking to strangers wore her out. The only escape she could find was in her private tutoring times and fencing practice. However, other than in those two safe areas, she never felt in place, and always felt used. Luckily, at the business events, she could often escape to a quiet place to work on her trinkets or read, but she was not so lucky when it was a simple family matter. Her father turned a blind eye to her, which hurt Cynn, but it was her mother who caused the real problem.

It was her mother who would find her and harass her about not being social whenever she would disappear. It was her mother who, when she noticed that Cynn's tutors were assisting her in avoiding the situations, fired every one of them and got new ones who weren't permitted to leave the family home. It was her mother who blamed Cynn for any mishap the company was undergoing, and insisted that she still loved her daughter.

And, alas, it was her mother who sought out Cynn in the courtyard at a particularly lengthy holiday party, when Cynn was just 14.

"Honey, I have someone I want you to meet," she said, sitting down next to her daughter. "The Happs's son made a comment earlier on your beauty. He's a few years older than you, but I think you two could get along well. You just need to come out of your shell a bit."

Cynn couldn't remember this Happ family, much less their son. Frankly, she didn't want to talk to them. She was worn out already. And she didn't feel beautiful. She haited how her mother forced her to keep her hair long, and wear froofy dresses.

"I don't want to meet him," Cynn whispered under her breath, not looking at her mother. "I don't...I don't want to meet anyone else... I'm too tired for this."

At this, Cynn's mother's face darkened. "Cynn Ellime," she said, her voice returning to her normal, angry tone. "You will go in and meet that boy."

Cynn stood up, facing her mother. "I said I don't want to, mother. Just this once, I ask you to take my needs into account, or else your little business trophy is going to wind up getting tarnished." It felt good to be on a topic she'd had enough time to think about. Ranting was a relief. "I want to do what makes me comfortable, and that isn't going from party to party, meeting to meeting, smiling at people I don't know and don't care about, making conversation that doesn't progress at all. I'm a living being, and it's time I get the respect I deser-"

A sharp pain spread across her left cheek. Her mother's hand retreated back to her side. "That is no way to speak to your mother, young lady." She stepped closer to Cynn, invading the small amount of space Cynn had left. "I have done everything for you to give you a good life. I have given you books, tutors, everything an heir to a business needs. So, when I tell you to do something, you do it! No back talk! You owe me the respect any mother deserves! YOU ARE NOT EXPERIENCED ENOUGH, SMART ENOUGH, OR SOCIAL ENOUGH TO DO ANYTHING IN THIS WORLD, DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME? I KNOW HOW THIS WORLD WORKS, AND YOU WILL LISTEN TO ME-HE-WHOA!"

Cynn's crouched, balled up figure was surrounded by the gravel from the courtyard path. Her mother now lay on her back, the part of the path she'd been standing on moments earlier now hovering as chunks of earth in front of her trembling form. Cynn screamed, hands over her ears, to get the self-doubt and sadness out of her head. Unfortunately, she wasn't prepared for the gravel projectiles that resulted from this, battering her mother and leaving her unconscious, but alive. She ran away, sobbing, wondering how one person could be so illogical and hurtful.

The first thing she did was cut her hair.

Quickly, she found a new family, a close circle of friends that stuck together. That had lasted two years. Slowly, though, Cynn's inability to phrase things properly caused divides, and she eventually left them to save them the trouble. She wandered about, selling books for three more years, She learned how to act like a salesman, as much as she despised doing so, to get by. However, she caught rumors of a college for mages, and she set out to find her way to it.

Good Attributes: Cynn is a major reader. She has a very logical outlook on the world, and can understand technologies easily. She also has a very inventive mind, and will come up with her way of solving issues, despite the possibility that the solution might already exist. She understands strategy.

Bad Attributes: She is such an immense introvert that, not only is it difficult for her to accurately connect to people in the first place do to her need to think her sentences out so far in advance, but she probably won't stop stuttering for a good while after she actually does connect with someone.. She also has some trouble with keeping her mind in reality, her imagination having a tendency to run wild at random.

Secret Word: Re-fucking-birth, baby!

[Crossark]

CYNNCYNNCYNNCYNN
OH GOD IT'S NOTHING LIKE THE ORIGINAL
MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAHAHESLJDFJAL;JDLA;KSDJF;LAJSEDRFOUQHKJVFNADSJFNADFJ

BAD BAD.

[Crossark]

Locas'll come later.

[Fallenreaper]

Crossark said
CYNNCYNNCYNNCYNNOH GOD IT'S NOTHING LIKE THE ORIGINALMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAHAHESLJDFJAL;JDLA;KSDJF;LAJSEDRFOUQHKJVFNADSJFNADFJBAD BAD.

Hopefully her and Rathel will still like each other, Zaad after all found someone he enjoys tormenting. XD

[WitchChild]

And my section of the collab should be done

[Crossark]

Fallenreaper said
Hopefully her and Rathel will still like each other, Zaad after all found someone he enjoys tormenting. XD

They should. Are we going to have to recreate the Des scene?

[Fallenreaper]

Crossark said
They should. Are we going to have to recreate the Des scene?

Unlikely since the Player isn't around and I much rather allow the PC to rest in peace... though, I might be able to come up with something slightly different yet similar with Lyn if you're open to it. At least after she's born. :p

[Crossark]

Um...possibly.
Anyway, is the CS Accepted from you, Fallen?