Back from holidays! I'll aim to have a post up by Sept 5th!
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The Villainess
STATUS: I've gone back to school, so responses are going to be slower than normal for the forseeable future. 2 mos ago
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I've gone back to school, so responses are going to be slower than normal for the forseeable future.
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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!"
11 mos ago
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.
"You'll have to duel me for them."
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Iris Ascendis Roleplay (2023) | TikTok Tribute
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!"
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TENEBRAE: The Rebellion of Shadows Roleplay (2021)
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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.
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Academy 218 Roleplay (2014)
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@Donut Look Now Sorry to hear it. Yes, do take your time. There's plenty of days before the 2nd. :)
@Izurich, the post looks great, by the way. ;)
@Izurich, the post looks great, by the way. ;)
@Abstract Proxy Sounds great, I will either post after you or on Sept 3. :)
Oh, this is wonderful. Just delightful. I'll aim to have a response up for the dark castle by Sept 2.
Enjoy your vacation GM! @Estylwen
Thank you!
I am waiting on IC posts from @illirica and @Abstract Proxy still, how are things looking for both of you?
@Little Bird You're more than welcome, sorry to hear things have been tough. You're welcome to write out your updated CS and work on an IC post, I'll puppet D a little more as we wait.
@Estylwen Great. I will be on vacation from 2 to 9 september, so my response might be delayed until 9 or 10 september then if that's alright
Totally fine, thanks for the heads up! Enjoy your holidays.
Great, I will have a response up when I return from holidays after the 31st. :)
That's some good stuff.
There we go! Let me know if anything needs changing.
Ciara Ventura
Iris Record, First Floor Stairwell
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"If no other option is deemed possible for capture, lethal force is acceptable. Until otherwise proven, I declare that Ciara Ventura is an Umbralist and an enemy of the Union. Use any means necessary.”
So that was it, then. That's what this little duel had been reduced to. What she had been reduced to.
It made her seeth.
Ciara spun on her feet, her red eyes glaring as she saw orbs of ice sailing towards her from the Head Advisor. These were countered fairly quickly, as thick tentacles with sharp ends lunged out from her shadow, piercing each orb with a spike and halting its momentum.
That, however, left her hanging in the opening at the foot of the stairwell, giving the guards enough time to get their bearings. Instead of heeding their warnings, she instead locked eyes on Otis, standing right beside the Head Advisor and Iraleth.
With a snarl, shadow exploded from her. The shape of a dragon over her head, two wing-like hands, monstrous, and a tsunami of black, cascading down from the top of the spectator seats, all the way down to the arena, aiming to knock every single one off their feet. The guards, the Head Advisor, Otis, Iraleth; all of them. It would give her just a second, a precious second she needed to be free of bullet hell.
She hefted Otis' sword, and threw it point-first directly at him from where she was in the the upper stands.
"I'll find him myself!"
And she fled up the stairs, teleporting all the way. She spared a look back as she heard shots fired, and a piercing pain struck through her on her lower back, through her abdomen. She immediately pressed on it, hunkering over, a moan escaping her.
Pulling her hand away, she saw red. Slicked blood. She'd been shot. If she wasn't careful, she'd be shot again before she bled out entirely. A whispered curse, and she pressed her hand again against her abdomen, teleporting to the top of the steps.
There were thunderous footsteps behind the door at the top. And behind her, racing as fast as they could, more footsteps desperate to catch up with her. Ciara cursed again, before she slammed the door open with a wing-like shadow hand, the other shooting into the room, clawed shadow fingers aiming to scoop up the people on the other side and smash them into the wall. She would hold them there, pressing ribcages until she could hear snapping, before she staggered into the halls. Blood dripped from her freely, but the pain only surfaced in a wince on her face, eyes hot and focused as she teleported further down the halls.
Dammit, Davil, where are you?!
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