Avatar of Estylwen

Status

Recent Statuses

2 mos ago
Current I've gone back to school, so responses are going to be slower than normal for the forseeable future.
4 likes
2 mos ago
"Show them I'm the judgement call, the one who makes a kingdom fall."
4 likes
3 mos ago
"But! I should have known better. Nothing ever stays dead..."
1 like
6 mos ago
"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.
8 likes

Bio

Your Local Antagonist

°˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖°



Showcase:




"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."


~*~
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!"


~*~
TENEBRAE: The Rebellion of Shadows Roleplay (2021)




We have a RPer Appreciation thread?
This is beautiful, I'll bookmark it. (2016)
Another kind comment. (2024)
This is what makes it worth it. (2024)
I'm grateful for the ride. (2024)




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.


~*~
Academy 218 Roleplay (2014)

Most Recent Posts

@SporkoBug Mimi is pretty fun to watch.

@Qia Yes, that sounds great. Looking forward to it! (Do you think you could bump into Val in the dust for me?)
@Herald It looks great, a very satisfying read. You don't need to change it, but for future posts, please try to avoid auto-hitting or auto-killing anyone. Just leave the attack as an attempt, and the other party will play out the hit.

(I do this on occassion myself when I play role plays, so it's actually a pretty common thing. Don't worry about it. :D)
New post is up! Let me know if there are any questions!



Abandoned Facility, Five Hours South of Ehlm


@SporkoBug




“This Wild… I've never seen anything like it.” One soldier muttered to the other, as the trio of masked men stared on at the feathered dinosaur-like Wild with the chip in its mouth, looking mighty pleased with itself.

“One of us has to get that chip.” The other muttered, not taking their eyes off the Wild. They elbowed one of their companions, pushing them forward.

“Hey, don't push me-” The solider complained, trying to step back.

“Just got and get it-”

“It's gonna bite my hand off, I swear-”

“Just go!”


Reluctantly, the chosen solder took a hesitant step forward, than another. They raised their hand up, removing it from the trigger of their pointed down gun. Gently, they clicked their mouth, like coaxing a deer, or a horse.

“Hey, buddy I'm not gonna hurt you. But I really, really need that chip you got there. Whacha say you hand you hand it over, huh? …Come on, we really need it.”

Before the soldier had the bright idea of unbuttoning a flap in their vest, and took out a small protein bar. Unwrapping it awkwardly while still holding their gun, they offered it to the Wild to take.

“Here, this would suit you much better, lil fella’.”

Meanwhile, Cercyes had a little talented hand pressed up against the lower half of one of the glass tubes, staring up at the specimen within.

“These humans… I can't call them human anymore. The Wilds claim their own.”

Cwrcyes glanced back at the Feathered Beast and the Ghost Corp crew.

“Those Umbra changed them. Forcefully. Whatever they did, it didn't work. They didn't survive. But their hearts…”

With a wave of his staff, blue flame erupted in the air. In unison, the chests of each specimen began to glow, pulsing with unnatural light. A pull of his hand, and glowing blue lights escaped the chests, circling around the Shepherd of the Dead. Their souls.

“These are the hearts, the souls, of a Wild.”






Northern Outskirts of the City of Ehlm


@rabidbacon, @Qia, @Herald, @Abstract Proxy




"Vinny, always a pleasure. Your boys look a bit nervous today... need a hand with that Wild? I'll take an even share this time since I'm already here... you know that's a damn good deal.”
Val


“Keep your hands right where I can see ‘em, you slimey son of a gun, Val.” Vinny said gruffly, standing. One of his men took the bazooka off Vin's shoulder, while some of the others kept their pistols trained at Val's head.

Vin pulled A closer to him, wrapping an arm around her neck. She'd be able to smell the sweat and mild alcohol. He growled in her ear. “No funny games, eh? Don't care you're Umbra's lackeys, ain't no one going easy on you, sister.”

Then he passed her over to one of his men, who held her arm tight while pressing a pistol into her back.

Meanwhile, Vin set his sights on Val, and curled his hands a little tighter around the rifle in his possession.

“Already demanding a share… You really have no idea what position you're in, do ya? I still have half a mind to blow that look right off your face, right here and now.” Vin responded, annoyance wrinkling his face.

"Then again, maybe your tastes are running a little less moral than the last time I saw you."
Val


“That ain't none o’ your business, Val-boy.” Vin responded curtly, rolling his eyes.

"Welcome to the Dust, Ma'am.”
Val


VV stiffened from where she stood on the lip of the escape pod, hands still raised. Immediately, her red eyes glared.

“Quite the welcome…” She said sarcastically. At least her would-be captors were polite about it.

Zat is limina unity rema speak emen? abandon se humans, demant phe-remlit sotan split se feud (What is this unity you speak of? Abandon the humans, and we can split the food together.)
Mercy


“You know I can hear you?”
Vin spat, face contorting in the direction of the massive Wild.

He jerked a harsh finger towards VV, “Pin her down, so she doesn't get any funny ideas.”

Immediately, men moved towards VV, tearing her down from the escape pod and throwing her to the dusty ground, jamming a knee in and a gun in her back. VV grunted, but otherwise remained silent.

With the entrance cleared, one of the men scanned the inner part of the escape pod, and pulled out the last straggler within: D. D didn't resist as he was dragged out a ways, pistol pressed in his side.

Vin surveyed the terrified, angry and watchful faces surrounding him with impunity, patting his rifle as he savoured the grip of control he held.

“Now, here's how things are gonna work. One of my men are gonna shove a bullet between your eyes, Val. And we're gonna walk off to the markets with three whole hearts all to ourselves-”

Alas, it was not meant to be.

The massive behemoth of a Wild charged forward, striking the crumbling building. It was enough to knock out a weighted pillar, causing the building to collapse in on itself. Immediately, a heavy dust cloud erupted, coating everything in a near-unbreathable smog.

VV raised her head from the ground as Vin's men shouted. Her rebreather filtered the air, allowing her a moment to think. A moment to act.

The massive beast was… helping them, wasn't it? Then there was no time to waste. In VV's next breath, a surge of darkness exploded from her, blowing back the man holding her. She scrambled to her feet, calling out for A and D in the dust. Eventually, she reached the edge, and saw the city ahead. With only a moment's hesitation, she took a few steps ahead, looking back to see if A and D had managed to free themselves. D was the first to break out of the dust cloud, moving to stand beside VV. Now it was just A…

A's attack had been successful. The man holding her cried out in pain, letting go of her to instead grip his head. With the heavy dust cloud encompassing him, it would be an easy enough effort to avoid the rest of Vin's men, and make it out.

Vin himself was scrambling with his men. “Don't shoot! Ya wanna hit each other?! Get out of the dust cloud, we're killing that Wild and finding those Umbra brats!”

Vin coughed, before he shouted again, his voice raw from the dust, hoping his voice could be heard by Val. “We ain't gonna kill ya, Val, we just playin’! Help us recapture them and you'll get your share!”

The few men that had managed to make it out of the dust cloud immediately found Mercy, and began shooting with their AE pistols.

@Donut Look Now Both of those sound good to me! Whatever plans there are for Sev, do let me know as it will help shape the beginning of the collab.

Would you be willing to send me over a collab sheet when you have some time for Arwen and Asteria? :)
Hey! If anyone is interested in Aislin's art unveiling, there's a collab sheet here:

docs.google.com/document/d/1b9Y8wbC9b…
@Abstract Proxy It looks great!
Congrats on saying no to the Ghost King! Since this scene is concluded, I've redacted Vulluin coming after those who have crossed the border.

Now the only remaining scenes are Arwen and Asteria, and Sev's execution. In the effort of timing, I'll make Sev's execution a collaboration, and anyone who wants to participate can. I'll send out a link for it soon.

Besides that, and after Callum saves the little noble (to which we have a collab started), I think we'll be okay to skip ahead to when the fleet arrives at Athius? Does that sound alright to everyone? And does that work with Psykers and ERode's collaboration?



Athroyeaux Castle, Throne Room


@Izurich, @LunarParadox, @ERode, @Irradiant, @Click This




Valor watched with narrowed eyes under her mask, hand reflexively swiping out a shining sword to block and deter Duchess Bastille's attack. She felt magical weaving, and immediately bore her teeth in the direction of the ‘Fey’. Alas, she was uncertain of the exact nature the cast was.

Her eyes shifted to Duchess Agustria's intervention, but wasn't too concerned. She was only one of the many pawns at the King's disposal, after all.

The triumphant, defiant moment of Duke Rhinecliff, the moment that sparked rebellion in near all the honored guests, was shattered by a single, poignant event.

The ghostly sword was stopped short, caught in a red sigil, hovering, slightly vibrating in the air. The vibrations grew more violent, before the circled points in the sigil rotated like a clock, and the sword disappeared.

Off the distant coast of Arthroyeaux, a ghostly sword pierced the sea. Water exploded in tumultuous amounts, rising as high as a hundred meters into the air as the sword made impact. It rose like a monsoon, or a tidal wave, before collapsing back into the sea. The sword itself glimmered as it disappeared into the depths…

Back in the dark castle, ghostly gauntlets were raised as hidden passageway opened into the throne room. Royal mages, hands glowing with magic, flooded the room from the two sides, effectively boxing Duke Rhinecliff, Duchess Augstria, Duchess Bastille, Lord Blackthorne, and ‘Lady Tearmoon’ in from three sides. Their numbers rose in the mid twenties, hooded, empty gazes locked on the now intruders.

The Ghost King stared impassively from his throne, gazing at Duke Rhinecliff through the remaining red sigil.

“I must say, I'm… disappointed. Out of all the guests I had chosen, you five held the most promise. Alas… you've made your bed now. I understand your choice, but it's not me that will come to regret it in the near future. It will be you.”

He gestured with a hand, and the mages surrounding the group began casting once more. The same red sigil appeared super-sized under their feet, sending tingling sensations up their limbs, freezing their feet temporarily to the floor.

“The next we meet, it will be on the battlefield, when I take your precious Province by storm, and by force.”

And the red points began circling clockwise, rotating under their feet. And in another instance, the group was teleported into a world of sky, sea, and light. Tumbling and turning through the air, until they all fell straight into the cold, salty water. In the near distance, the pier of Hathforth could be seen.

Dismissed suddenly from the presence of the Ghost King, it was unclear to say who was more confused: the group, or the Hathforth coast guard rushing to their boat to come out and rescue them from the water.






Hathforth, Plaza Inn


@Donut Look Now




“Aye, Miss Rose! She’s gonna let me braid my flowers into her hair!”
Arwen


Asteria was thoroughly enjoying herself, thanking the benevolent All-force that she had the fate of meeting this kind flower girl. Yes, Asteria could always ask her handmaidens to put flowers in her hair. But it wasn't the same as having a friend her age putting them in over a picnic.

Deven gave the innkeeper a suspicious look, hand resting on the hilt of his sword. “How do you know little Arwen here, ma'am?”

Asteria pouted a bit, “These seem like good people, Deven. Please, you can relax.”

Deven stared down at little Asteria and her big eyes for a long moment, before sighed and stepped back, “Very well, my Lady. You know I'm just trying to ensure your safety.”

Asteria smiled, “I know.”

She then turned to Arwen, enthusiastically patting her arm. “I’ll ask for them to bring some sweets to our room, then we can enjoy even more!”

Her gaze turned to the innkeeper, politeness masking her near impatient excitement. “Miss Rose, could we please have some tea and cakes sent to our room? I'll cover the costs.”
Back from holidays! Since Lexi is taking a break, it looks like it's my turn! I'll aim to have a post up by Sept 7!
© 2007-2024
BBCode Cheatsheet