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"Show them I'm the judgement call, the one who makes a kingdom fall."
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"But! I should have known better. Nothing ever stays dead..."
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"There is no one in this room that can stand against me! The Hand of God be my witness, I am the Voice from the Outer World!"
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Took me 10 years to realize antagonists are way more fun to write.
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Your Local Antagonist
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"A million times I have done this charade. The moment people figure it out, I get the boot." she thought.
"But don't you want to see the fear in their eyes when they see who you really are...? Don't you want dominion of this place, just like how you were unchallenged in Vaal Kastrix?" said the Voice.
Ciara scoffed, immediately thinking of Gulliver and Valen. "I'd love to wipe the smirk off their faces."
"It starts by building a rumor. A rumor of power. This could be the place to start."
She took a deep breath, narrowing her eyes resolutely at the Undermage. "Head Advisor, with all due respect, you have no right to ask me about my intentions. If you want answers..."
She stood from her seat, rising to her full height.
Her breath caught when she felt the cold metal of a pistol against her temple.
"Put the heart down, and back the hell up if you want your friend to live," the guard said to Ellie in a rumbling baritone, digging the gun into Dream's head.
Dream squinted at Ellie, vision blurred as she tried to breathe. The heart, glinting in Ellie's hands.
The doctor, his face turning white every time she asked what would happen if they failed. Above all else, he said, they had to keep the heart safe. They had to, even if it meant...
She snarled, her boot stamping down on the guard's foot, a burst of light bruising the bone. He yelped, losing his grip. That's all she needed, and she tore away. But in her haste, she saw his free arm reaching for her, and she slipped on panicked feet as he pushed her off the railing.
She held back a scream, staring straight down into the boiling pit below. The guard wrapped a tight hand around her ankle, and Ellie could see Dream's other foot flailing; she restrained herself poorly from kicking the guard, desperately hoping she wouldn't die.
As her captor supported himself against the railing, his pistol pointed at Ellie.
Deep, golden orbs stared back at her from within the cave.
God, she couldn't breathe.
He was monstrous. The ground trembled under her feet as his rippling, massive body exited the cave. Thunderous footsteps left cracks in the dirt, his breath sent waves of heat creeping over her skin. The transformation was slow, but it looked like something from a nightmare with the way his long teeth were bared.
A great and terrible roar sounded from his gaping maw.
I need to know where you stand. On the side of Power, the side of Rebellion, or on your own?
+++ Welcome to a tale of woe, bitter misery, corrupt officials, and the struggles behind a facade of gold. +++ +++ Power corrupts, but in the right hands, peace can once again be restored to the land. +++
The Seeds
The seeds of the Glasic Fields near the center of the Arrowfell province, a day’s journey from Hathforth, are a source of power in the form of small crystals. They were discovered two years ago and have catapulted the scales of power all across the land. Anyone who holds one could have the ability to transmute iron to gold, cure illnesses, and create magical feats once thought impossible. Most seeds are little good except as a good luck charm. But some — some, the especially rare ones — can change a common person into a noble and create enough wealth to satisfy a middle-class family for generations.
Currently, all reaping of seeds is done by the Royal Gardeners, protected by armed soldiers. The seeds that are reaped are taken straight to the castle in Hathforth, straight to the Wizard Queen herself. Common folk never get as much of a glimmer of one of these hanging off the neck of a noble passing by in the street.
Corruption runs thick, some not in favour of the Wizard Queen. Some soldiers and seed bearers have been paid off, sharing a fraction of the seed spoils with shady unknowns within the province.
The price of a seed, a rare one, could be the equivalent of twelve orchards, or one hundred cattle. In regards to gold, one or two chests-worth might suffice. It’s no wonder dukes and duchesses that wear these (or hide them) have well-paid guards to protect them.
Due to the rarity of high-quality seeds, a House typically has only one seed worn by the reigning duke or duchess.
Inspired from Skyrim, the magic system is mainly in the form of spells held in the hand, and in arcane runes. An example of a low-power spell would be Flames, where a small stream of flames are shot out from the hand. An example of a high-power spell would be Fire Storm, where it rains fire all around the caster.
When spells are cast, life-energy from the body is expended. Overspending life-energy can result in fatigue, sickness, convulsions, hemorrhage, and death. One of the main ways to increase life-energy is by continually draining from it little by little over years, making the ‘well’ bigger over time.
Seeds differ from spells in that they are more like artifacts, like the White Phial, or Azura’s Star. They serve a specific purpose that may not be easily accomplished with magic alone.
Teleportation can only be utilized on willing targets in most cases. Exceptions are made for Mirie's Seed, Kronos (because lolPC), and the undead (they don't die from getting their MP bars drained to non-existence). This is mostly used because even teleportation near the ground is pretty fatal. Think about any situation where you just teleport an armored person into the ocean, or a swamp, or literally anything that you plan on teleporting people on top of to kill them.
Teleportation mana cost and spell complexity ramps up exponentially as you try to include more people into it. Set it to an upper limit of 10 people, for practical purposes, so no group of mages is out there teleporting armies into capitals and all that. Due to that same complexity, one can say that it's fairly easy to ward a place against teleportation, so you don't have people teleporting bombs into bedrooms for a quick laugh, unless you specifically use Mirie's Seed.
Portals are more costly to maintain than singular instances of teleportation spells, and in almost all cases, are simply not worth it. I'd say it'd make sense to have it be that portal magic only exists via using Dremora's Shade as a medium, meaning that unless you're Melisande (Kronos-assisted hijinks means the side effects are bypassed) or Evelyn (Seed bullshit do be like that), opening a portal is inviting in the demons. The advantage of portals, ofc, is that you can remotely send magic through it, and you can look through the portal before you step into it. Due to associations with Dremora's Shade, church magic can fairly easily break it to bits.
The nobility of Arrowfell have had access to teleportation magic for the last century or so, but its been fairly finicky and there's always the chance of teleporting to the other side in bits and goopy pieces. Only recently (within the last ten years) has it been useful enough to utilize for transportation by the nobility, but while you can teleport somewhere instantly, the mage doing so would be unable to teleport you back until a day later...and, ofc, that mage needs to be with you in order to do so. As such, when matters aren't pressing, it's more likely the case that nobles would travel to a location via carriage, while keeping a teleportation mage (call em a 'porter') on hand to teleport them back home, if there's any possibility of danger.
Guess in terms of rarity, you could say that the number of mages capable of actually performing feats of cross-province teleportation are more rare than Seeds at this rate, and it could be deduced that Ravenfell's deathlessness allowed them to work around the usual costs and difficulties of learning teleportation magic.
Most people worship the All-Force, a white benevolence that gifted humanity the power of magic eons ago. The Church of the All-Force plays an important role in society, with high-ranking church officials advisors to the Queen. The principles of the Church are mainly to strengthen the weak, take care of the needy, and guide the people to a way of life that brings peace.
In rare instances throughout Arrowfell’s history, beings made of pure light have been seen helping the people, messengers of the All-force. In recent times, no such record of sightings exists.
The recent introduction of seeds, as they were discovered about two years ago, has made the Church wary about their power, unsure if they are a boon from the All-force or the work of devils.
Supplication to the All-force is done by cupping the hands, and praising the All-force before asking for what you need.
The Three Tenants of the All-force are: 1. Wipe out the denizens of the Dremora's Shade wherever you see them. 2. Allow prisoners a fair trial. Accept surrenders. 3. Be the benevolent light of the All-force in actions and words.
Dremora's Shade is a plane of existence that runs alongside the mortal plane, and is relatively unseen for the most part. All the rumours of monsters, demons, and boogymen stem from this realm overlapping with our own. It hosts all kinds of dark abominations that crave the light of the All-force, and so prey on the mortals of our plane. They overlap in all types of ways, like reoccurring nightmares and black ooze that won't go away. The one thing these demons have in common is that they prey on mortals, and it's the Church's role to ensure Dremora's Shade is banished wherever it shows up.
Dremoras in the Shade use an ancient language not understood by most. (OOC:Black Speech of Mordor.)
The Province of Arrowfell
The Arrowfell province has an ethereal beauty about it. Warm air from its southern coastline gives way to abundant forests with trees knarled with age, and all types of wildlife. Wolves, bears, deer, and even the occasional fairy or imp. The summers are often coupled with heavy rain and foggy nights, while the winters are mild with chilled rain, and the occasional light snowfall.
The picturesque scenes of the Arrowfell province are a facade for the bloody history that stains the earth in these parts. The cities within the province have fought many times throughout the generations before, with peace only coming temporarily twenty years ago with the rise of young Ludwig II. Ludwig II was able to unite all the cities under one banner - his banner - and unite the province against any outside forces. He resided in the Hathforth Castle up until two years ago, when the to-be Wizard Queen violently destroyed him.
Every 7-9 squares represents a day's journey by carriage.
Hathforth - Settled on the coast of Arrowfell, Hathforth has access to the rest of the world through its port. This is also where the throne resides at Hathforth Castle.
Glasic Fields - Having come into existence two years ago, the glasic fields are shimmering, expansive fields where crystals grow on small, illuminated plants. Thesecrsytlas are more commonly known as seeds, and are only harvested by Royal Gardeners, directly being shipped to Hathforth.
Odonfield - Known for its hand-crafted cigars and strong presence of the Church, Odonfield is a city rich with opportunities for those thirsty to reap from the many sources of knowledge, like the great Duke’s libraries. As of important note, the Duke of Rhinecliff resides here.
Fey River - Crossing the Fey River isn’t for the weak of heart. There are designated bridges that buffer from most of the effects of this shimmering river, but even then, carriages have been known to disappear entirely when crossing the expansive river. The river is home to all manner of nymphs and fairies with water-affinities. The main language used by the Fey here is Sylvan (OOC: Old Gaelic).
Athius - Only known by the glow of many lights deep below the surface of the ocean, this location has been marked by explorers. However, technology and magic are not readily available to dive into the water’s depths ad discover what lies here.
Rockhold - The city of dwarves, the strength of Arrowfell. Rockhold is cut into the side of a mountain, chiseld away after hundreds of years, giving way to the stalwart determination of the residents who live here. Rockhold is mainly known for its iron and silver exports. Dwarves are known for their lifespans of 250 years and physcial strength, however they are more susceptible to magic and Shade.
Shimmering Lake - Legend says that when the sun hits the waves just right, and an explosion of rainbow takes over the face of the lake, the door is open, revealing a treasure coveted by all.
Aethera - The ancestral home of the elves, and at one point was a place fo great strength. Aethera caused many tides to turn in the civil war, their battle prowess being hard to match. However, it was when King Ludwig II used clever tactics to take the city by surprise did Aethera surrender, and an era of peace was ushered in. Aethera, in this age of peace, is struggling to find their power and voice among the humans. Aethera is known for its enchanted weapons and armour. The average lifespan of an elf is 1000 years.
Nordor - Nordor is home to a mainly human population, with an aversion to outsiders. They have their own farmland, and so mainly stay self-sufficient in most circumstances, doing a little trade with the other cities for specialties. Nordor is known for its unique Gold-touch Wine, which causes pleasant dreams in the drinker after any amount is consumed.
The City of Hathforth
Known for its bustling cobblestone streets, jolly tavern scenes, and busy fishing port, the city of Hathforth could be mistaken for a city brimming with life and hope, resting at the southern edge of the Arrowfell province, meeting the ocean.
However, with the recent rise of the Wizard Queen, taxes have increased, and the working person can barely make ends meet. More are starting to turn to crime to make a living, with organizations like the Thieves Guild making a rise.
If you have an affinity for magic, you have the potential to make more of a living here, with adventurers coming from all over to get their weapons enchanted and to pick up staffs and scrolls. Along with the Church, the College of Hathforth is a prominent face, teaching those magic with the coin to pay for the illustrious college.
A stone wall rings the city, with gates heavily monitored for who and what enters and leaves. This wall eventually meets up with the Hathforth Castle, where a perfectly manicured coble road leads and nobles with pristine carriages are often seen moving to and from.
The Hathforth Castle
All the dukes and duchesses of neighboring cities or towns within the Arrowfell province come to attend court, paying fealty and taxes to the Wizard Queen. Much is said within the Hathforth Castle, not all of it good. Late at night, while the guards do their rounds, and most of the dukes and duchesses are asleep in the guest chambers, some stay up late in the night, plotting for power.
If you were unaware of the inner power struggle the courts were having, you would mistake the castle for a very jovial and lively place, with galas and banquets hosted frequently by the Wizard Queen.
Roles:
Wizard Queen Evelyn Keove - @Estylwen Duke Laurent Rhinecliff - @ERode Court Mage/Advisor Eirwen Blackthorne - @LunarParadox Captain Roderic "Ironhand" Thorne - @twannyman Spymaster Lady Safina Haliel - @Psyker Landshark Student Mèlisande Tearmoon & Kronos - @Izurich Duchess Altina Freya Bastille, The "Valkyrie" - @Irradiant Duchess Mirie Agustria of Caelin, The Merchant - @Click This Sir Knight Roland Corrin - @Theyra The Honourable Callum Prosser - @The Otter
Rules: - No meta-gaming. You control your PC and NPCs, and not anything else. - Post at least once a week. Those who are inactive for longer than two weeks may lose their PC in a terrible tragedy. - Ideas and plotting are encouraged. Collabs are recommended.
The CS:
[hider=Character Name] [center] [img]No larger than 500 px high[/img] [h1]Title, First Name House Name[/h1] [b]Age[/b] | [b]Race[/b] | | [b]Gender[/b] | [b]Height (in feet)[/b] | [b]Weight (in pounds)[/b] [/center]
[b]Goal:[/b] (Do they want to get closer to the Queen? Be part of the rebellion?)
[b]History:[/b] (A brief history of who they are.)
[b]Seed:[/b] (A description of how it looks and what it can do.)
[b]Magic:[/b] (All spells your duke/duchess knows. Max of ten spells, three of which being high-level. If it's not written here, they can't do it.)
[b]Skills:[/b] (All skills they know.)
[b]Faction:[/b] (Do they lead a faction, like the Thieves Guild? One faction is allowed per PC.)
[b]City:[/b] (Tell me about the city they lead, how far away it is from Hathforth.)
[b]Assets:[/b] (Tell me about what assets your city has, a silver mine, or lots of farmland?) [/hider]
NPC Sheet:
[hider=Character Name] [center] [img]No larger than 500 px high[/img] [h1]First Name Last Name[/h1] [b]Age[/b] | [b]Gender[/b] | [b]Race[/b] [/center]
[b]Description:[/b] (A little about who they are.)
[b]Magic/Seed:[/b] (If applicable.) [/hider]
Relationship Sheet:
[hider=Character Name's Relationships] [table][row][/row][row][cell][b][h3]Character Name[/h3][/b] (Description of relationship, how your character feels towards the other, if they are friends or not.) [/cell] [cell][color=2e2c2c]________________________[/color] [color=2e2c2c]________________________[/color] [color=2e2c2c]________________________[/color] [i]"In-character quote of relationship."[/i] [/cell][/row] [row][cell][b][h3]Character Name[/h3][/b] (Description of relationship, how your character feels towards the other, if they are friends or not.) [/cell] [cell][color=2e2c2c]________________________[/color] [color=2e2c2c]________________________[/color] [color=2e2c2c]________________________[/color] [i]"In-character quote of relationship."[/i] [/cell] [/row][/table] [/hider]
Oh, crap, now I feel bad for being the reason :( I'm really damn sorry I let all of you down.
It's not your fault, Days. Don't feel bad. A little break could be just what the rp needs. We can pick it up again when everyone has a bit more free time, and do a time-jump like Lexi said. :)
@Psyker Landshark@Click This Very happy to see you both here. @ERode has also mentioned they will be joining us, so I will start writing up the OOC. It should be up either tomorrow or the day after.
VV watched with horror as the armored soldiers around her began to convulse and cry in pain. She almost, almost froze up as she heard a disembodied voice begging for them to run.
There was so much chaos in this scene, and she really didn't want to get shot-
D cleared a path. All VV had to do was follow Pia out of the ring of pained soldiers and start running down the hall. She heard a spurt of gunfire, and looked back to see D firing into the crowd.
Good. Maybe they could get away, and finally escape this mad house.
All was for naught, though. As Lieutenant Riker, collapsed on the ground, weakly held up a purple device, and pressed its trigger button. Instantly, a purple shockwave shot out. The moment it touched the escapees, they would feel a stunning sensation, like a taser. It would even affect A, who couldn't be seen.
VV felt the purple wave overtake her, and in the next second she was stunned on the floor, something in her heart thumping weakly.
Lieutenant Riker smirked, struggling to his feet. “So you really are some kind of Wild after all, huh? The fuck kinda experiments they doing here…”
“Wouldn't you like to know, Lieutenant?” Said a deep, sharp voice from further down the hallway. VV numbly craned a bit of her neck, and saw a line of uniform, black-clad soldiers, rifles raised. They were different, bearing a target as their patch instead of a skull and cross bones.
Riker didn't move at first. “Shit. I thought we cleared all of you out.”
“Hate to disappoint you, Lieutenant. Now, hand over the subjects, and I'll let your men scurry to that hole in E.5.”
The Lieutenant was silent fir a long moment, before he looked at his surviving men, and cursed quietly under his breath. “Alright, deal. They're yours.”
The men who bore the target symbol raised a larger gun high, and shot out a huge net over the hallway. Their infrared vision allowed them to see A, ensnaring her within the net, along with D, Pia and VV.
At the touch of a button, the net crackled with electricity. VV screamed, before everything faded to black.
An unknown length of time passed. There were voices, flashes of lights. But no dreams.
Eventually, everyone would awake in a small, living room-sized chamber. Four grey walls, a black floor, no windows, and a small steel door without a handle or a way to open. Tiny vents in the 12-feet high ceiling allowed chilled air to pass through.
VV awoke first, and immediately moved to shake D, then A, who was no longer invisible. “Hey, heyyy… You guys awake? Come on…” There was a tremble in her voice.
The seeds of the Glasic Fields near the edge of the Arrowfell province, a source of power in the form of small crystals. Anyone who holds one could have the ability to transmute iron to gold, cure illnesses, and create magical feats once thought impossible. Most seeds are little good except as a good luck charm. But some — some, the especially rare ones — can change a common person into a noble and create enough wealth to satisfy a middle-class family for generations.
The Wizard Queen of Arrowfell, in her quest for power, has been trying to control these fields since her violent ascension to the throne two years ago. However, her efforts have been repeatedly thwarted by an enigmatic figure, disrupting her court and causing suspicion to fall on the Duke of [insert name], a small hold within the Arrowfell province that has been neglecting its fealty and tax obligations to the Queen for several months.
Many of the commonfolk are unsatisfied with the corrupt Queen, and more and more support is being shown to this duke. The stage is being set for a civil uprising as, within the court, sides are chosen. The side of the Queen, or the side of rebellion.
Hey! I’ve been playing with a King of the Hill type RP game where you are either a part of the Queen’s court as a duke or duchess, or a part of the rebelling duke’s court. This is loosely inspired by Skyrim, mainly on the magic system and factions, but liberties will be taken, such as making custom spells for your character. You can lead as a single entity, but I would suggest also leading a faction, and creating NPC sheets for those who will go out and do your ‘dirty’ work. Factions I’m already thinking of include the Thieves Guild and the Nightingales.
I’d be playing the role of the corrupt Queen. Besides that, the roles are pretty open.
This is all about dirty politics, political moves, and backstabbing each other in the pursuit of power.
If you’re interested, let me know! Got ideas? Share them!
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[i]"A million times I have done this charade. The moment people figure it out, I get the boot." she thought.
"But don't you want to see the fear in their eyes when they see who you really are...? Don't you want dominion of this place, just like how you were unchallenged in Vaal Kastrix?" said the Voice.
Ciara scoffed, immediately thinking of Gulliver and Valen. "I'd love to wipe the smirk off their faces."
"It starts by building a rumor. A rumor of power. This could be the place to start."
She took a deep breath, narrowing her eyes resolutely at the Undermage. [b]"Head Advisor, with all due respect, you have no right to ask me about my intentions. If you want answers..."[/b]
She stood from her seat, rising to her full height.
[b]"You'll have to duel me for them."[/b][/i]
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[i]Her breath caught when she felt the cold metal of a pistol against her temple.
"Put the heart down, and back the hell up if you want your friend to live," the guard said to Ellie in a rumbling baritone, digging the gun into Dream's head.
Dream squinted at Ellie, vision blurred as she tried to breathe. The heart, glinting in Ellie's hands.
The doctor, his face turning white every time she asked what would happen if they failed. Above all else, he said, they had to keep the heart safe. They had to, even if it meant...
She snarled, her boot stamping down on the guard's foot, a burst of light bruising the bone. He yelped, losing his grip. That's all she needed, and she tore away. But in her haste, she saw his free arm reaching for her, and she slipped on panicked feet as he pushed her off the railing.
She held back a scream, staring straight down into the boiling pit below. The guard wrapped a tight hand around her ankle, and Ellie could see Dream's other foot flailing; she restrained herself poorly from kicking the guard, desperately hoping she wouldn't die.
As her captor supported himself against the railing, his pistol pointed at Ellie.
"I'll drop her, I swear I'll drop her!"[/i]
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[i]Deep, golden orbs stared back at her from within the cave.
God, she couldn't breathe.
He was monstrous. The ground trembled under her feet as his rippling, massive body exited the cave. Thunderous footsteps left cracks in the dirt, his breath sent waves of heat creeping over her skin. The transformation was slow, but it looked like something from a nightmare with the way his long teeth were bared.
A great and terrible roar sounded from his gaping maw.
She needed to run. Now.[/I]
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[Url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/58110-academy-218-superhuman-school-always-open/ic?page=13#post-2018233][b]Academy 218 Roleplay[/b][/url] (2014)
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;"><div class="bb-center"><div class="bb-h1"><font color="gold"><span class="bb-b">Your Local Antagonist</span></font></div><hr class="bb-hr"><font color="gray">°˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖°</font><hr class="bb-hr"><br><iframe src="//youtube.com/embed/RxkjPdtIO2I?theme=dark" frameborder="0" width="496" height="279" allowfullscreen></iframe></div><br><br><div class="bb-h1"><font color="gold"><span class="bb-b">Showcase:</span></font></div><br><hr class="bb-hr"><br><br><span class="bb-i">"A million times I have done this charade. The moment people figure it out, I get the boot." she thought.<br><br>"But don't you want to see the fear in their eyes when they see who you really are...? Don't you want dominion of this place, just like how you were unchallenged in Vaal Kastrix?" said the Voice.<br><br>Ciara scoffed, immediately thinking of Gulliver and Valen. "I'd love to wipe the smirk off their faces."<br><br>"It starts by building a rumor. A rumor of power. This could be the place to start."<br><br>She took a deep breath, narrowing her eyes resolutely at the Undermage. <span class="bb-b">"Head Advisor, with all due respect, you have no right to ask me about my intentions. If you want answers..."</span><br><br>She stood from her seat, rising to her full height. <br><br><span class="bb-b">"You'll have to duel me for them."</span></span><br><br>~*~<br><a href="https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/191189-iris-ascendis/ic"><span class="bb-b">Iris Ascendis Roleplay</span></a> (2023) | <a target="_blank" rel="nofollow noopener" href="https://www.tiktok.com/@the.valencia.king/video/7300030820545531141?is_from_webapp=1&sender_device=pc&web_id=7246981308223161862"><span class="bb-b">TikTok Tribute</span></a><br><br><hr class="bb-hr"><br><br><span class="bb-i">Her breath caught when she felt the cold metal of a pistol against her temple.<br><br>"Put the heart down, and back the hell up if you want your friend to live," the guard said to Ellie in a rumbling baritone, digging the gun into Dream's head. <br><br>Dream squinted at Ellie, vision blurred as she tried to breathe. The heart, glinting in Ellie's hands.<br><br>The doctor, his face turning white every time she asked what would happen if they failed. Above all else, he said, they had to keep the heart safe. They had to, even if it meant...<br><br>She snarled, her boot stamping down on the guard's foot, a burst of light bruising the bone. He yelped, losing his grip. That's all she needed, and she tore away. But in her haste, she saw his free arm reaching for her, and she slipped on panicked feet as he pushed her off the railing.<br><br>She held back a scream, staring straight down into the boiling pit below. The guard wrapped a tight hand around her ankle, and Ellie could see Dream's other foot flailing; she restrained herself poorly from kicking the guard, desperately hoping she wouldn't die.<br><br>As her captor supported himself against the railing, his pistol pointed at Ellie.<br><br>"I'll drop her, I swear I'll drop her!"</span><br><br>~*~<br><a href="https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/185324-tenebrae-the-rebellion-of-shadows-ladies-only/ic"><span class="bb-b">TENEBRAE: The Rebellion of Shadows Roleplay</span></a> (2021)<br><br><hr class="bb-hr"><br><br>We have a RPer Appreciation thread?<br><a href="http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/85654-rper-appreciation-thread/ooc?page=8#bottom"><span class="bb-b">This is beautiful, I'll bookmark it.</span></a> (2016)<br><a href="https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5533862"><span class="bb-b">Another kind comment.</span></a> (2024)<br><a href="https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5546326"><span class="bb-b">This is what makes it worth it.</span></a> (2024)<br><a href="https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5565747"><span class="bb-b">I'm grateful for the ride.</span></a> (2024)<br><br><hr class="bb-hr"><br><br><span class="bb-i">Deep, golden orbs stared back at her from within the cave.<br><br>God, she couldn't breathe. <br><br>He was monstrous. The ground trembled under her feet as his rippling, massive body exited the cave. Thunderous footsteps left cracks in the dirt, his breath sent waves of heat creeping over her skin. The transformation was slow, but it looked like something from a nightmare with the way his long teeth were bared. <br><br>A great and terrible roar sounded from his gaping maw.<br><br>She needed to run. Now.</span><br><br>~*~<br><a href="http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/58110-academy-218-superhuman-school-always-open/ic?page=13#post-2018233"><span class="bb-b">Academy 218 Roleplay</span></a> (2014)<br><br></div>