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DC Unlimited 2.0 (Titans / JLU / Open World RP)

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Granblue Fantasy: Rhapsody in Red

finally got a post up, sorry it's so short

Granblue Fantasy: Rhapsody in Red

She would not have believed it herself had the draph man not come to open her door and personally unshackle her, as well as some of the rest of the prisoners. Much to the woman's disbelief, he was unshackled, SHE was unshackled, he was out of his cell, SHE was out of her cell. She did all she could to hide the shocked expression on her face as the man approached her and released the bonds "Wha-How did you" she asked. Before she could finish her question the man ran off to release the others. She was curious to know how the man had broken out, but now was not the time for questions and she was never one to look a gift horse in the mouth.

The woman took her first steps in months out of her cell as she reached for the ceiling stretching out muscles she had not used since the first time she arrived on the island. She could feel her magic returning slowly, it was like being reunited with a friend she had not seen in years. She took in a deep whiff of fresh air, it stank like a prison, but she was happy to smell it. What came next was figuring a way out she thought, there had to be some way they can escape, this prison could not be as inescapable as they boasted. Their success of escaping their cells, however, would soon be short lived as she noticed one of the guards running for help. She was not much for running and there was no water around for miles save the water from the prisoner's waste buckets and she was not touching that.

"someone do something he is going to alert the other gua-," Her sentence was cut short as she had felt what she thought was the wind blow past her. To her surprise, it was one of the prisoners as he rushed towards the guard and knocked him out "Well that takes care of that, now what" she asked.

Granblue Fantasy: Rhapsody in Red

just finished moving and settling in, so I'll get a post up as soon as I can

Granblue Fantasy: Rhapsody in Red

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Granblue Fantasy: Rhapsody in Red

Dreams, something every living being had, they are a funny subject. They can appear as the most ridiculous thing someone has ever heard of, yet they can inspire even the youngest of minds. They can even manifest themselves as warnings of what is to come. This dream however she did not know know what to make heads or tails of. She had found herself in the presence of a dragon with its hands bound to its chest, its eyes and mouth sealed shut. Though intimidating, it did not seem threatening. She felt sorry for it, yet she could relate to its imprisonment. It had seemed to speak to her in her mind.

"What-who, who are you" she asked. "My aspirations? Bonds?" She scoffed. "Who would want a useless heiress around, if anything I would be a hindrance to them. The most I would want is to find my sisters, but now the only thing I will get is to rot in this cell."

What strength? I couldn't even stand up to my own father. I did nothing but blindly stand there and watch while my family reaped its benefits off the suffering of others. How could I carry the weight of such a burden when I can't even carry my own If the world has need of my strength, it must be desperate.

"Convictions? Singularly? I've never needed these until now, but I believe that wealth shouldn't be earned off of the suffering of others. Those who gain it that way don't deserve to have it. Life should not be something measured in gold. If I could, I'd find my family and see all of those guilty of this injustice brought brought before it. Even if it means facing certain destruction."

She answered all of his questions without hesitation. It felt as though the only thing she could tell the dragon was the truth, yet it was nothing forced. As what seemed like hours passed, her vision grew dark, it seemed like the world around her had grown dark. Before darkness enveloped the world around her, the dragon let out a roar that sent light spiraling out filling the sky. It enveloped her as well as the other figures and before she knew it, the cold harsh reality returned.

The days seemed like months as the girl wasted away in this cell bound by these shackles. Solitude seemed like the one thing she would beg for in her old life, now, it was the one thing she wished she could get away from. The lack of sun and fresh air had been unbearable, the only connection to the outside world she had was through the slot in the door they would slide her meals through, if you would even call it a meal. It was the only thing she had to look forward to. That and her dreams, dreams that would take her far from this hell, dreams that would see her reunited with the siblings she had never even had the chance of knowing.

Sasha often wondered what they would be like, what they looked like, how they lived, surely they must be in a better position than her's. She sat there in silence as she had always done. It was depressing, soul crushing, enough to break the strongest of wills. It was then that she had heard a voice of one of the prisoners who seemed to be out of his cell. "Sure, as long as it's a cheery one" she chuckled.

Granblue Fantasy: Rhapsody in Red

Sasha

Appearance:

Sasha

Name: Sasha Branwen

Gender: Female

Age: 22

Race: Human

Element: Water

Dream: To find her sisters and expose her family for what they really are

Home: Louisoix is one of the more prosperous islands, known for its upscale fancy buildings and metaphorical streets paved with gold bring a sort of upscale 16th century england feel. Anyone from Louisoix carries weight with just their family's name from the most illustrious of soldiers and warriors, to the most prestegious of merchants and scholars. Among everyone on the island there are five families who's name carries the most weight on the island and nothing happens without their say so, the Primwells, The Branwens, the Lamblyns, the Hawkfords, and the Arntons. As far as an island full of rich people go, they live up to the stereotype. While most are like this, there are those few who stray from this stereotype.

Gimmicks: Sasha uses a staff as her primary weapon. Like most magic users from her home, she has recieved training in the arcane. While not proficient in close quarters combat, she has managed to find other ways to use it. it is used as a catalyst to channel her magic through and give it a more controlled use enhancing her precision. mainly for ranged combat and making defensive spells easier to cast, she has been known to whack people with it.

Personality: The standard stereotype most people would think of when they see a wealthy person would most likely be uptight with a holier than thou attitude, a prude as well. Someone who would turn their nose up even at the most helpless of beggars, especially someone from Louisoix, someone with the primmest and proper of attitudes, Sasha is none of these things. When not in the proper situation it calls for, she can be heard laughing and sometimes even be making the dirtiest of jokes, using foul language, and everything in between most of what is the influence of her aunt. She has never been one to consider herself above others despite her upbringing and will help other if she can and sees fit to do so. Coming from a wealthy family has its advantages as well as its disadvantages and with her self-proclaimed independence, it would be more of a hinderance. She will often avoid the conversation of her past if she can.

Background: Sasha's story begins like any other wealthy child's story. She grew up as a sheltered child, never really knowing what the world was like outside of her little bubble known as her island, yet sometimes she felt even sheltered from the island. There were various secrets about her family she had never been told about for what would seem like a good reason. The only connection she had to the outside world was through her skyfaring Aunt whom she was the closest to. She would tell her stories of things people could only dream of the Tyragrand had to offer and the things she encountered during her travels. People, animals, plants, she told her everything and Sasha wanted to be just like her aunt. Being the heir to the second richest family in all of Louisoix however, did not bode well for her dream. She was meant to breathe royalty, think like royalty, and act like royalty, which meant being the good little heiress she was supposed to be. The only thing she had to look forward to that did not involve her lineage was learning magic.

She would train with her aunt every morning at the crack of dawn in her element. Learning different spells, hand signs, and various other methods to use. By the time she became an adolescent, she had grown tired of always being in the dark about everything, she craved adventure and thrills, she hated being stuck on the island. Fate, however, has a funny way of showing itself and those who are not careful get what they wish for. Three days after her twenty-second birthday, she had begun to come across rumors of her father having two illegitimate daughters before her birth. Naturally, when she had confronted her father on this matter, Unbeknownst to her mother of course, but her father would not tell her the truth. When she confronted her aunt, she simply dodged the question and when she had realized she was not going to get a straight answer and decided to take matters into her own hands.

One late night, she snuck into her family's archives dug through for information. She had found what she was looking for, the identities of her two older siblings and more, more than what she had hoped to find. The unnerving story of how her family, as well as the other families, accumulated their wealth off of the suffering of others. Everything from the horrible treatment of the indentured servants down to outright slavery, murder, and everything in between. It sickened her that her own family was capable of these things, yet she would be able to do nothing about it. Upon her exit, she was caught by the guards and none other than her father. Realizing she had uncovered everything about what made the Branwens who they were, he knew she would not be silent about it. Not taking the chance, he had her arrested on false charges, charges that would keep anyone in Ziggurat for the rest of days after calling in a few favors from the 13. To keep her imprisonment a secret, she was stricken as studying abroad and transported to ziggurat island. He had her name changed and told her if she wanted to live as long as possible she had better keep who she was a secret.

Inventory: even though it was confiscated, She has her staff and the robes she normally wears

Finally finished

Granblue Fantasy: Rhapsody in Red

You know what I didn't think of that, but I put it in managed to put it in. Hopefully, it should be good now. As far as captain goes, I don't think anyone wants to be under the leadership of a pampered rich girl

Granblue Fantasy: Rhapsody in Red

Sasha

Appearance:

Sasha

Name:Sasha Branwen

Gender:Female

Age: 22

Race: Human

Element: Water

Dream: To find her sisters and expose her family for what they really are

Home: Louisoix is one of the more prosperous islands, known for its upscale fancy buildings and metaphorical streets paved with gold bring a sort of upscale 16th century england feel. Anyone from Louisoix carries weight with just their family's name from the most illustrious of soldiers and warriors, to the most prestegious of merchants and scholars. Among everyone on the island there are five families who's name carries the most weight on the island and nothing happens without their say so, the Primwells, The Branwens, the Lamblyns, the Hawkfords, and the Arntons. As far as an island full of rich people go, they live up to the stereotype. While most are like this, there are those few who stray from this stereotype.

Gimmicks: Sasha uses a staff as her primary weapon. Like most magic users from her home, she has recieved training in the arcane. While not proficient in close quarters combat, she has managed to find other ways to use it. it is used as a catalyst to channel her magic through and give it a more controlled use enhancing her precision. mainly for ranged combat and making defensive spells easier to cast, she has been known to whack people with it.

Personality: The standard stereotype most people would think of when they see a wealthy person would most likely be uptight with a holier than thou attitude, a prude as well. Someone who would turn their nose up even at the most helpless of beggars, especially someone from Louisoix, someone with the primmest and proper of attitudes, Sasha is none of these things. When not in the proper situation it calls for, she can be heard laughing and sometimes even be making the dirtiest of jokes, using foul language, and everything in between most of what is the influence of her aunt. She has never been one to consider herself above others despite her upbringing and will help other if she can and sees fit to do so. Coming from a wealthy family has its advantages as well as its disadvantages and with her self-proclaimed independence, it would be more of a hinderance. She will often avoid the conversation of her past if she can.

Background: Sasha's story begins like any other wealthy child's story. She grew up as a sheltered child, never really knowing what the world was like outside of her little bubble known as her island, yet sometimes she felt even sheltered from the island. There were various secrets about her family she had never been told about for what would seem like a good reason. The only connection she had to the outside world was through her skyfaring Aunt whom she was the closest to. She would tell her stories of things people could only dream of the Tyragrand had to offer and the things she encountered during her travels. People, animals, plants, she told her everything and Sasha wanted to be just like her aunt. Being the heir to the second richest family in all of Louisoix however, did not bode well for her dream. She was meant to breathe royalty, think like royalty, and act like royalty, which meant being the good little heiress she was supposed to be. The only thing she had to look forward to that did not involve her lineage was learning magic.

She would train with her aunt every morning at the crack of dawn in her element. Learning different spells, hand signs, and various other methods to use. By the time she became an adolescent, she had grown tired of always being in the dark about everything, she craved adventure and thrills, she hated being stuck on the island. Fate, however, has a funny way of showing itself and those who are not careful get what they wish for. Three days after her twenty-second birthday, she had begun to come across rumors of her father having two illegitimate daughters before her birth. Naturally, when she had confronted her father on this matter, Unbeknownst to her mother of course, but her father would not tell her the truth. When she confronted her aunt, she simply dodged the question and when she had realized she was not going to get a straight answer and decided to take matters into her own hands.

One late night, she snuck into her family's archives dug through for information. She had found what she was looking for, the identities of her two older siblings and more, more than what she had hoped to find. The unnerving story of how her family, as well as the other families, accumulated their wealth off of the suffering of others. Everything from the horrible treatment of the indentured servants down to outright slavery, murder, and everything in between. It sickened her that her own family was capable of these things, yet she would be able to do nothing about it. Upon her exit, she was caught by the guards and none other than her father. Realizing she had uncovered everything about what made the Branwens who they were, he knew she would not be silent about it. Not taking the chance, he had her arrested on false charges, charges that would keep anyone in Ziggurat for the rest of days after calling in a few favors from the 13. To keep her imprisonment a secret, she was stricken as studying abroad and transported to ziggurat island. He had her name changed and told her if she wanted to live as long as possible she had better keep who she was a secret.

Inventory: even though it was confiscated, She has her staff and the robes she normally wears

Finally finished

Granblue Fantasy: Rhapsody in Red

Haven't forgotten about it, in the process of moving, but im more than half way done