Is this still accepting people? I am definitely interested and I feel like I have a good character concept in mind: a protector-type of character with a blink dog summon.
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Falling, Arthur felt he was falling. He took a moment to realize his situation and hugged himself. Realizing that Tyrone was not with him he began to panic. He was falling! He gasped several times grasping at thin air for something to grab onto. Tears began to roll down his face as fear ripped right through him. He closed his eyes shut tight while praying this was simply a horrid nightmare and that Mommy would come and save him. Suddenly, he landed in something soft... and damp.
Arthur waited for a few minutes before eventually deciding that he was not going to wake up yet and he reopened his eyes. He saw pillows. Dozens of them. This was not his room. He sniffed and wiped the tears from his face before he started to look around to see where he was. His vision was blurred from his fear, and he simply could not think straight. He then saw a bit of movement in the room and he froze.
Arthur stared at the black blur a long while before his vision finally cleared enough for him to realize that a cat had just spoken to him. His eyes widened to its extremes. His neighbor had a mean cat that scratched him the one time he tried to pet it, and ever since he had tried to avoid getting near cats whenever possible. A talking cat simply proved to be more than he could handle.
"N-n-no!" He cried out as he twisted around and began to dig into the pillows in an attempt to escape this nightmare. "I just want to wake up!"
Deeper. "Wake up!"
Deeper. "Wake up!"
He made a small hole to climb into and began to blubber in it. "I want my Mommy!"
Arthur waited for a few minutes before eventually deciding that he was not going to wake up yet and he reopened his eyes. He saw pillows. Dozens of them. This was not his room. He sniffed and wiped the tears from his face before he started to look around to see where he was. His vision was blurred from his fear, and he simply could not think straight. He then saw a bit of movement in the room and he froze.
"Hi!" said the cat in a meowling and excitable voice. "Are you okay? That was a big fall! Welcome to Compass District One, visitor! I'm Howl. What's your name?"
Arthur stared at the black blur a long while before his vision finally cleared enough for him to realize that a cat had just spoken to him. His eyes widened to its extremes. His neighbor had a mean cat that scratched him the one time he tried to pet it, and ever since he had tried to avoid getting near cats whenever possible. A talking cat simply proved to be more than he could handle.
"N-n-no!" He cried out as he twisted around and began to dig into the pillows in an attempt to escape this nightmare. "I just want to wake up!"
Deeper. "Wake up!"
Deeper. "Wake up!"
He made a small hole to climb into and began to blubber in it. "I want my Mommy!"
Name: Arthur Willet
Age: 6 years and 8 months
Hometown: Amherst, NH, USA
Description: Arthur looks like he has been recently zapped by a loose wire all the time. He has poofy and wild blonde hair. A constantly nervous expression. He still has baby blue eyes, something his mother dotes over. He's small for his age at 36 inches. His skin is very pale from almost never going outside.
Personality: Arthur is a shy child and very much is a "Momma's Boy". Due to the smothering of his mother he has grown to be afraid of doing anything without her. The only time he can be without her is inside of his room where his stuffed triceratops Tyrone keeps him company. He doesn't like being outside because it's so big. Crowds of people are scary. In fact... everything is scary, except Mommy!
History: Arthur was born on an average New Hampshire day in the summer. He grew up in the town of Amherst under the care of a loving mother and a caring father. Mother quit her job to spend all of her time with Arthur. She loved taking care of him and raised him well until Father died when he was four. His life insurance plan and life savings made it so they could live comfortably, but something in Mother snapped and her parenting behavior grew to excessive levels. He did not mind, but he could sense the hostility from other parents and children whenever they were in public and Mother was overparenting. He had absolutely no clue that he would be whisked away and tossed down the rabbit hole.
Age: 6 years and 8 months
Hometown: Amherst, NH, USA
Description: Arthur looks like he has been recently zapped by a loose wire all the time. He has poofy and wild blonde hair. A constantly nervous expression. He still has baby blue eyes, something his mother dotes over. He's small for his age at 36 inches. His skin is very pale from almost never going outside.
Personality: Arthur is a shy child and very much is a "Momma's Boy". Due to the smothering of his mother he has grown to be afraid of doing anything without her. The only time he can be without her is inside of his room where his stuffed triceratops Tyrone keeps him company. He doesn't like being outside because it's so big. Crowds of people are scary. In fact... everything is scary, except Mommy!
History: Arthur was born on an average New Hampshire day in the summer. He grew up in the town of Amherst under the care of a loving mother and a caring father. Mother quit her job to spend all of her time with Arthur. She loved taking care of him and raised him well until Father died when he was four. His life insurance plan and life savings made it so they could live comfortably, but something in Mother snapped and her parenting behavior grew to excessive levels. He did not mind, but he could sense the hostility from other parents and children whenever they were in public and Mother was overparenting. He had absolutely no clue that he would be whisked away and tossed down the rabbit hole.
I am interested.
Even if it just serves to move the story along, I could imagine worse posts. Definitely interested to see how the Witch reacts. I think if it weren't for the characters suddenly disappearing with no trace and no visible explanation (even if there's a real life one) this RP could be either a bestselling novel or a movie. Every page of this story is riveting.
At first the out of body experience was jarring for Anise. Of all the things she had done and experienced nothing came close to this feeling except when she first wore the hawk mask. The disorientation mostly. The lightness she felt was a completely different inexplicable sensation. She smiled as Peck took his seat near the entrance to the tent. She was ever so grateful that her admission to him had not harmed their relationship.
She experimented with what she could do through the camp as everyone moved ever so slowly around her. Anise conjured a blazing blade. She turned into an eagle. She created light. However, none of the things she did garnered any reaction from those marching through the camp. She tossed a small ball of energy right through someone and they did not even blink. She guessed that the things she could interact with could only be other spirits, perhaps even the Lords and Ladies. That would have to wait.
She decided it was time to leave the camp and venture towards the sunlight she felt. She passed the Violet Lantern and watched as its guardian fell under the assault of the Dragon. A strong sensation of sorrow rippled through Anise. She vowed to herself that she would repair this damage as soon as she could. She giggled slightly as she passed over the comical scene at the Green Lantern. Even with so many terrible events going on through the Forest a moment of levity went a long way. She passed the remains of the mountain and watched as the Spirits there observed the wreckage the Dragon left behind.
Their inaction sparked irritation and frustration. In spite of herself she shouted at them as she passed them. "Stop being so damned lazy and do something to help! You are the Spirits of the Land and Water! You have a responsibility to protect this world! I am going to cleanse your Mother and stop this disaster from getting any worse! You have a hand in letting this world rot, so get off your lazy butts and lend a hand to those that need it!" She huffed heavily as she turned away from them and continued on her path.
A city Anise had never been to burned in the distance. She hoped that the citizens there managed to escape harm. She bitterly remembered the forest fire that had been created by another one of her peers as she scanned over the wasteland that used to be a part of the Forest. Fortunately, it had not taken the entirety of the Forest. She saw the Witch carrying the Red Lantern in the distance and smiled. She was glad that she had survived despite the hostile attitude the Witch had towards Anise. She could not think of anyone better suited to protecting it than perhaps a Lord or Lady.
When she saw the lady she met briefly at the river, Anise felt a mix of feelings. She felt sad about the despair she witnessed, but she felt glad that in some small way she had helped her survive the dangers of the Forest. She only wished her the best. Then she noticed someone that was watching them from a distance looked at Anise. She assumed that he was a Spirit and that her theory about only being able to interact with spiritual beings was correct. She bowed her head towards him respectfully and continued on her journey.
Finally, she made it to the source of the Light. She saw the serpentine creature that guarded it. She saw the container that held the light. She would have to return to the shipwreck. She would have to enter the water. She turned to return to her body and then she felt lightheaded and dizzy. This put her on high alert. Instinctively, she knew that her body was under some sort of attack. She had to return soon. However, gray spirits surrounded her.
The Lord of Shadow's dead began to reach out and take her energy. Fury and wrath rose causing Anise's energy to surge. She tempered it. Focused it. While she no longer had the Spirit Egg, she remembered exactly how using it felt. She knew what true control could do. Not only that, but she was a princess. An authority. She decided she would exert her incredible willpower and focus her will on usurping the mindless drones from the Lord of Shadow. She reached out to the gray spirits and pulsed out a wave of raw willpower. She wanted them to take a piece of it and resuscitate their own will to some degree.
"You all must be very weary of this death," She stated warmly. "Come with me, and I will free you of this prison as soon as I am capable." She then pulled in the wave of willpower in a focused attempt to create a vacuum effect and possibly absorb them. "Join with me. Help me free the Light." Her voice was a soft whisper, but it carried an incredible amount of weight.
She experimented with what she could do through the camp as everyone moved ever so slowly around her. Anise conjured a blazing blade. She turned into an eagle. She created light. However, none of the things she did garnered any reaction from those marching through the camp. She tossed a small ball of energy right through someone and they did not even blink. She guessed that the things she could interact with could only be other spirits, perhaps even the Lords and Ladies. That would have to wait.
She decided it was time to leave the camp and venture towards the sunlight she felt. She passed the Violet Lantern and watched as its guardian fell under the assault of the Dragon. A strong sensation of sorrow rippled through Anise. She vowed to herself that she would repair this damage as soon as she could. She giggled slightly as she passed over the comical scene at the Green Lantern. Even with so many terrible events going on through the Forest a moment of levity went a long way. She passed the remains of the mountain and watched as the Spirits there observed the wreckage the Dragon left behind.
Their inaction sparked irritation and frustration. In spite of herself she shouted at them as she passed them. "Stop being so damned lazy and do something to help! You are the Spirits of the Land and Water! You have a responsibility to protect this world! I am going to cleanse your Mother and stop this disaster from getting any worse! You have a hand in letting this world rot, so get off your lazy butts and lend a hand to those that need it!" She huffed heavily as she turned away from them and continued on her path.
A city Anise had never been to burned in the distance. She hoped that the citizens there managed to escape harm. She bitterly remembered the forest fire that had been created by another one of her peers as she scanned over the wasteland that used to be a part of the Forest. Fortunately, it had not taken the entirety of the Forest. She saw the Witch carrying the Red Lantern in the distance and smiled. She was glad that she had survived despite the hostile attitude the Witch had towards Anise. She could not think of anyone better suited to protecting it than perhaps a Lord or Lady.
When she saw the lady she met briefly at the river, Anise felt a mix of feelings. She felt sad about the despair she witnessed, but she felt glad that in some small way she had helped her survive the dangers of the Forest. She only wished her the best. Then she noticed someone that was watching them from a distance looked at Anise. She assumed that he was a Spirit and that her theory about only being able to interact with spiritual beings was correct. She bowed her head towards him respectfully and continued on her journey.
Finally, she made it to the source of the Light. She saw the serpentine creature that guarded it. She saw the container that held the light. She would have to return to the shipwreck. She would have to enter the water. She turned to return to her body and then she felt lightheaded and dizzy. This put her on high alert. Instinctively, she knew that her body was under some sort of attack. She had to return soon. However, gray spirits surrounded her.
The Lord of Shadow's dead began to reach out and take her energy. Fury and wrath rose causing Anise's energy to surge. She tempered it. Focused it. While she no longer had the Spirit Egg, she remembered exactly how using it felt. She knew what true control could do. Not only that, but she was a princess. An authority. She decided she would exert her incredible willpower and focus her will on usurping the mindless drones from the Lord of Shadow. She reached out to the gray spirits and pulsed out a wave of raw willpower. She wanted them to take a piece of it and resuscitate their own will to some degree.
"You all must be very weary of this death," She stated warmly. "Come with me, and I will free you of this prison as soon as I am capable." She then pulled in the wave of willpower in a focused attempt to create a vacuum effect and possibly absorb them. "Join with me. Help me free the Light." Her voice was a soft whisper, but it carried an incredible amount of weight.
AAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAaaaaa! Anise keeps doing stuff that allows her to see what's going on around the Island and it drives me crazy! I want to be EVERYWHERE and do EVERYTHING! Yet I cannot! AAAAAAaAAAAAAa!
This next post is going to be quite a project, eh? Thank you for your efforts, @Mokley.
I'm back and ready for action!
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