"Son of Duke Valentine", eh? And recently booted out of the estate, to boot. It explained why the man had no problem tossing his Echoes around, at least.
Captain Colette Lovette was never one to turn down an opportunity- especially when said opportunity had to do with free booze- and as such, had been floating about the wine garden for some time before the announcement'd rung out. She had contented herself to lounging on one of the many benches that decorated the place, a glass of freshly poured Greyfields in one hand, the shoulder of a doe-eyed young man in the other. It wasn't often that she was able to take shore leave in London, so she was ready to make the most of it, here on this fine Neathy day.
Of course, the thing about London- or anywhere else underground, really- is that you should always be prepared for the unexpected. Like an announcement from the Ministry, for instance. She didn't get why they had to be so vague about it, though. A "miracle" could mean a lot of things up on the Surface, let alone down below. Did the Devils decide to shut down the trains and let the damned go free? Did the Bishop find the face of God in his slice of early morning toast? Is a Master announcing a whirlwind romance with a scullery maid?
Well, there was only way to find out.
So, Colette had uncrossed her legs, snuck her companion a kiss and a coy wink, and slipped off to join the crowd on their march upstreet. She was pleasantly surprised to find that, while she wouldn't consider what they found at the end of the road a "miracle", it definitely looked like it'd make a great afternoon adventure. She wound through the crowds like a buttered eel, and came to a stop in eyeshot of the sign.
Seven heroic deeds, huh? Yeah. Yeah, she thought she could give that a pretty good go.
She watched with some amusement as a few suited gentlemen tried to struggle their way up the fence, only to be held back by some invisible force. It was hard to say what the Mysterious Palace could consider "heroic", given that was more of a matter of perspective than anything, but, still. It was worth a shot. Even if she didn't succeed, it would at least be a fun way to spend the day, and she'd be bringing a little bit of good into the city, too. That seemed fine to her.
"Short a palace?" Colette piped up, above the din of the crowd. "I'm surprised you've been able to last this long in those conditions."
Her lips were parted into a wide, toothy grin, peligin eyes shining with good humor. Depending on what kind of person this "Lord Valentine" was, the comment would either go very well, or very poorly. Either way, though, it was always a delight to meet new people.
(I used a picrew because finding good faceclaims is hard. It can be found here!)
(Art done by shinaka on tumblr!)
Quote: "You're free to admire us as long as you want."
Name: Colette Lovette
Age: 17
Status: Third Year Student at Knight's Academy
Appearance: Colette isn't exactly someone you can lose easily in a crowd. Part of it is due to her size: she shot up to a massive 6'5" through the past few years, not only putting her taller than most girls her age, but many boys, to boot. She has a slender, athletic build, with the sort of lean muscles built up over years of training, exercise, and running around like a Pachirisu struck by lightning. She has waves of chocolate brown curls, long enough to reach the small of her back, though she often keeps it tied up out of practicality. Her eyes are a bright, mischievous green, and her skin, a shade of warm tawny, is smattered over with freckles. More often than not, her mouth is set in a broad, crooked grin, like she's in on a delightful secret you'll be figuring out very soon.
Rather than dress in skirts and gowns, she prefers to wear trousers, tunics, and coats, thanks to the sheer mobility they offer. She does enjoy getting her hands on new dyes, however, and coloring her outfits as bright of shades as she can possibly manage.
Personality: The first impression most have of Colette is that she's certainly a, ah. A rather...colorful sort, to say the least. An upbeat young lady, Colette marches to the beat of her own drum, and is quite proud to do so. She's bold, a complete social butterfly, and exceedingly playful, prone to lightly teasing the people around her. She wears her heart on her sleeve, and doesn't hesitate to speak her mind, whether for better or for worse. While not unintelligent, she's also terribly reckless, and prone to biting off more than she can chew. Additionally, she's also incredibly confident, and doesn't hesitate to talk up what she sees as her best qualities. Given her cocktail of traits, some might assume she's a bit of a ditz, if not an unfortunate queen bee type.
Colette, thankfully, is not.
While self-assured and careless at times, Colette is also a friendly young lady. She's as quick to praise others as she is herself, and does her best to be mindful of the feelings of the people around her. Insults and barbs often roll off her like water off a Ducklett, though if they're directed towards someone else, she will step up to bat if and when necessary. She's also quite clever when she needs to be, with a strong interest in the study of Pokémon, and the dichotomy between different types and species.
Biography: Even at a young age, Colette was surrounded by Pokémon.
She was born and raised in a small village, to parents who devoted their lives to working with Pokémon- albeit in different lines of work. Her father was a medic, tending to the sick, and patching up the wounds of travelers and townsfolk, along with their close companions. Her mother, on the other hand, devoted her time to researching Pokémon, studying them and diligently writing down her findings. Because of this, it wasn't uncommon for the locals to see a baby Colette toddling after much larger creatures, climbing over them, or, later on, following them up trees.
Colette was still quite young when she first met her partner Pokemon. Still a Larvesta by that point, Dustball had had trouble hatching from his egg, and, as such, was taken in by her parents for supervision. The two immediately bonded, developing a cheerfully vitriolic friendship. Sometimes, after all, your adorably fluffy pet decided to bite you. Or burn you. Or chew your clothes. Isn't that what friendship is all about?
One day, when exploring the woods, Colette found herself pursued by a very unhappy Pangoro. Dustball leaped to action to defend her, and in doing so, evolved into a Volcarona. It was then that the two discovered their Unity connection, much to their mutual surprise. Her parents were delighted when they found out, and wasted no time in shipping her off to Knight's Academy to better learn her abilities.
Partner Pokémon + Unity Abilities: Colette's partner is Dustball, her beloved Volcarona. He's, as Colette would fondly describe him, a bit of a bastard, prone to silent snark, acts of spite, and occasionally acts of (admittedly quite gentle) violence. For all of his attitude, however, he does display care and respect towards Colette, and obeys her when push comes to shove.
Colette's Unity Abilities are based largely around moving fast, and hitting hard. By performing lithe, rhythmic movements, she can pick up speed, and improve her magic temporarily. (Quiver Dance) However, the improved speed can backfire on her sometimes, as if she isn't careful, it can lead to her zooming headfirst into a wall. Another set of movements surround her in flames when performed, though if she focuses, she can instead concentrate this fire and spray it from her cloak (Fiery Dance). This gives her a projectile, at the expense of stripping away her defense. Finally, by striking an enemy with her whip, she can sap some of their energy to heal some of her own wounds, though it's by no means a full restore (Giga Drain).
Her cloak can also function as wings, allowing her to join her companion in the skies. Mostly because trying to use a Bug Pokémon as a mount would just hurt both the trainer and the partner.
Likes: - Bug Pokémon. While she likes all Pokémon, bugs are her favorite. - Clothes. She actually fancies herself an a bit of a seamstress, and happily makes herself new outfits whenever she has the time. - Dancing. This is partly out of necessity, and partly because she finds it really fun. - Exploring. - Celebrations, festivals, etc. - Performing stunts. - Getting to know new people.
Dislikes: - Deceit - Fashion faux pas - The kind of people who use unassuming innocents for their own gain. - When people are terrible for literally no reason. - Close-mindedness.
Quirks: - Soaks up admiration like a sponge. - Has a tendency to hang out with the wrong crowds. - Interested in using silk from Bug Pokémon for use in clothes.
Relations:
[You can leave this empty for the time being. This section will be used to write down what your character thinks of other character in the rp whether they be PCs, or NPCs in the world of the Rallen Region]
Here she is! I'll probably pretty up the page tomorrow, but for now, I just wanted to get her page in before I went to bed.
"Fallen London: once capital of the British Empire, now home of the Bazaar. Deep. Dark. Expensive. Marvellous. Here you can find everything from immortality to unnervingly good mushroom wine."
"The Bazaar stole London three decades ago. Of course only anarchists and revolutionaries say 'stole' any more. Everyone who matters has grown to know and love the status quo. It's quiet down here. All those jewels and mushrooms and all that black water. What could be better?"
London. The Fifth City. Years ago, it stood proudly as the jewel of Britain, only to be dragged to the Neath when the Traitor Empress signed it all away. Things work strangely down here, now, away from the harsh rays of the sun and the blinding blue of the sky. Death doesn't quite work the way it should, anymore. Strange beasts lurk in the deep Underzee. And now there's those Masters, those cloaked, hunched...certainly not gentlemen, who have their hands in all sorts of trades.
But that isn't to say it isn't nice down here, no. There's all sorts of new goodies and delights to be found, deep in the dark. With a spoonful of honey, you can be whisked to the land of dreams. There are freedoms from moralities, and beliefs, and norms, and a wealth of new opportunities. For every terror and maddening thought, there's some reason why scores of people come down to London on the regular.
Perhaps you'll be one of them.
Welcome, Delicious Friend.
Who are you? Hello, everyone. My name's Echo. I'm a 22 year old living in the US, coming back to this website after a period of extended hiatus. I know this is a shot in the dark, but I was hoping to find someone willing to do a Fallen London RP with me. It's a fairly niche game, so I've found that most people don't know about it, but it's a delightful setting that I'd love to share with other people.
I'm looking for someone preferably 18 or older. Fallen London does have a few mature themes to it, and I'd feel more comfortable writing things out with someone around my age range. However, if you're looking for someone to write out explicit scenes with you, unfortunately you've come to the wrong place. I have no problem writing up to the point, but when it comes down to it, I prefer to fade to black or blur rather than write out the nitty gritty.
What is this?
Fallen London is a free-to-play browser game that wound up getting expanded into other spinoff games, such as Sunless Seas and Sunless Skies. It's a delightful gothic horror with all sorts of strange, surreal elements, and a lot of inspiration taken from Lovecraft and other such writers. It's a colorful setting with a lot of lore, but if you've never played it or don't know much about it, then you're still more than welcome to join! I'd recommend writing a character new to the Neath so you can learn alongside your OC, but that's just a recommendation. I mostly just want to write this out with someone, whether they know the setting or not.
If you have any questions, feel free to let me know. I'm more than happy to fill you in, and I can talk people's ear off about this subject.
What am I looking for?
Just someone willing to play the setting with me, honestly. As I mentioned, I'm looking for someone 18 or older for my own comfort, and one that's alright with not writing out explicit scenes. I'm open to writing romance, but the main OC I have in mind is female and prefers men, so do keep that in mind. I'm more than happy to roleplay platonic friendships, rivalries, or anything else, really. Depending on how well we click, I might also bring in other OCs as well.
How should you contact?
Feel free to post in this thread, or DM me. I usually prefer to roleplay through DMs, but I can be flexible depending on the preference of my RP partner.
Regardless, if this interests you, feel free to let me know! Whether you're a FL veteran, or someone brand new to the setting, what matters most is just having a good time.
I'm EchoicChamber, though I mostly go by Echo.
I'm in my twenties, and returned here on a whim.
I have no idea what's happening at any given moment.
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;">I'm EchoicChamber, though I mostly go by Echo. <br>I'm in my twenties, and returned here on a whim.<br>I have no idea what's happening at any given moment. </div>