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The Villainess
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- Old Guild Username: 0ubliz
- Joined: 11 yrs ago
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12 days ago
*screams at top of lungs* I AM THE STORM THAT IS APPROACHING
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27 days ago
Sushi for breakfast, sushi for second breakfast, sushi for elevensies...
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1 mo ago
Fancy mafia action, super power and cops and robbers-esque roleplay? roleplayerguild.com/posts/5…
2 mos ago
Don't say it- Don't say it-... "She burrowed her frows."
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Shout out to @Daxam for dropping that the new Vengence Saga is out. Legit the best midterm exam gift ever.
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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)
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.
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Academy 218 Roleplay (2014)
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Completely understandable, I'd be the same. And yes, while Rabid is AFK, you're more than welcome to puppet Mercy.
Looks like it's my turn! I'll aim to have something up Thursday or Fridsy. :)
Looks like it's my turn! I'll aim to have something up Thursday or Fridsy. :)
The Underwater City of Athius
Awesome, okayyy. :>
Indeed, perhaps as important as taking medicine, or eating apples.
I'm joking, Click. :>
Anyways, I'll aim to have a post up for the Athius scene today or tomorrow.
Speaking of which, any progress on the Rhinecliff Treasury scene, @ERode and @Psyker Landshark? :>
I'm joking, Click. :>
Anyways, I'll aim to have a post up for the Athius scene today or tomorrow.
Speaking of which, any progress on the Rhinecliff Treasury scene, @ERode and @Psyker Landshark? :>
@Estylwen Did Click ever do this?
That would be a no. Which means one thing, and one thing only.
//Proceeds to yell
This is why Ciara usually barely talks. xD
Wingram Clinic
@Nanaya, @Psyker Landshark
It was imperceivable.
A drunken shiver ran down Ciara's spine, though she couldn’t will herself to be afraid.
Blame the opioids.
She could only ‘stare’ in horror, feeling a peculiar essence wrap around her. A familiar, yet unfathomable essence. A presence she had become dependent upon, whether she realized it or not.
"Through mortal will, you survived the knight, the mage and the dark. Lives ended from your whims, and you gave them no thought.”
Ciara, though finding trouble to think, acted on impulse with her speech, naked truth clinging to each slurred, mumbled word. “I just… wanted to survive.”
An auditory hallucination - she could hear the snap of bone, feel the sickening give under the pressure of her tentacles. She was too strong - had she really killed them?
…Did it really matter? She would have killed them if it meant she could survive.
“Davil Wund himself was merely a bargaining piece, was he not? You care not for the boy, but for the moralistic satisfaction it brings upon you to save another to rid yourself of the guilt of killing innocents.”
“He's weak… Maybe if I saved him, they would...” Ciara mumbled, before her eyes glazed a little more, and she trailed off.
In actual fact, she continued to speak in her mind, continued to think. However, her thoughts were uncoordinated. Somehow, Davil's blood resurfaced when she thought of a fateful day at the orphanage. The kids had caught her and tried to burn her, calling her a witch.
She had… blacked out. But when she came to, kids were passed out around her, some staring at her in fear, clutching their chests in pain, other fleeing entirely.
Davil was her way of atoning for her sins, again and again. And it worked. In her head, everything was balanced. The good outweighed the bad. No matter how many times she heard the screams of guards repeat in her ears…
Her thoughts unraveled. “Maybe… my own weakness disgusts me. I can't fight beyond my shadow, stuck in this cage…”
A long pause, Ciara's eyes blindly looking from left to right. Before her mumblings were low, yearning. “I just want to drink it…”
She fell silent, listless again. The words rattled around in her mind. “The light. Embrace the darkness. Follow it wherever it goes, and sate my gnawing Hunger… It's lonely, agonizing… I just want to eat.”
“You are exactly the machine I saw, the steel I sharpened, the rock I carved. You have done well. If any would attempt to end this journey for the duration of your recovery, rest assured, Ciara Ventura…
"I̷̮͗͝ ̸͔͍̯͗̆͆̊W̶͉͛͑̚I̴̛̩̐̿̂͆L̷͔̞̾͆̒̈́̇L̵̟̓͒̂͌͠ ̷̢͔̦͎̔Ķ̵̜̲̱̮́I̷̛̗̝͚͗̏̃̉Ļ̵͈̝̱̼̂̀L̷͇̑̉ ̶̢͓̲̻͔̂͋͒͠Ţ̷̥̪̟̺̒̽Ĥ̷̹̞̩̇͋͗Ë̵͖̥̞͇̗M̶̯͋̒̃ ̴̣̘̻̟͆̎̽͊M̵̹̝̓̆͋͐͠Y̴̺̥̿S̷̛͓͔̥͒́͠Ḛ̴̡̘̙̼̄̏L̵̛͜F̸̨͙͎̼́̉̒.̶̡̟͚̽"”
Ciara moaned quietly, limply and numbly shifting in her bed, head lolling from side to side. It was like she had a fever, and she was desperately trying to escape it. Her lips parted, her breath shallow, sweat glistening on her brow.
In a vivid, fever dream-like state, Ciara found herself in her home. Before her Ethos had awakened, she was in the warm, loving embrace of her parents. It was safe, it was freeing-
It was exactly how this presence of darkness felt. Like a parent. Like safety. Like the ultimate form of authority, tightly woven with a sense of love.
Ciara continued to unconsciously twitch, limbs pinned, gasping as the presence's words caused her ears to ring and wail. She cried out in a whisper, her voice raspy and wanting.
“Father…! Mother…!”
Like a child crying out for their parents.
As the presence faded, a sense of longing took hold of Ciara, before it was lost to the euphoria, and she settled quietly on her bed, breath returning to a slow rhythm. Euphoria churned her guts as bells rang in her head somewhere in the stratosphere.
So, it took a long, long time before Ciara’s eyes managed to focus on Iraleth, standing at the edge of the curtain. Her gaze immediately softened, appearing to take physical joy in seeing Iraleth.
“The light… is here…”
A few more low breaths, before her head lolled to the side again, blinking rapidly as she groaned softly. She was struggling to remain aware, serotonin and dopamine pinging off senselessly in her mind, causing her to feel in and out of body.
“Don't… kill me… I'm sorry about eating you… I was just hungry…”
A child's lie, a child's excuse. Even drugged, Ciara struggled to be honest about her desperation to win, to use any means necessary…
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Literally sent chills. :o
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