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Whispers of Trinity *limited

Also... Who is that actor, Yoshi? He looks so familiar!

The Uisilons

Hope my assumptions were okay, Shanks!

The Uisilons

Dahlia raised her eyebrow with Jeff's comment, 'Maybe next time I'll bring you with me', but quickly shook away the unsettling thoughts in her brain. His tone was apologetic, and Dahlia could tell from his body language that he was becoming uncomfortable. She nodded slightly and followed in suit as Jeff began walking towards the street. One Mundane thing Dahlia was not fond of in the least was their methods of transportation. As cars, buses, taxis, and bikes all sped by, Dahlia couldn't help but tense her body tightly and lean in towards Jeff. Their noises bothered her the most, but she resisted the urge to cover her ears like a small child.

She was relieved as they entered the coffee shop and happily slithered into the leathery cushions of their corner booth. Dahlia ordered some Mundane coffee and a plate of fruit. Her taste buds kind of enjoyed the opposing sensations of bitter and sweetness. She and Jeff spent their time mostly in silence, quietly observing the Mundane atmosphere, but would occasionally share their thoughts with the other. She couldn't help but giggle when he pointed to the antics of a Mundane mother sitting across from them. The woman's hands held tightly to a spoonful of mush, and her mouth emitted strange buzzing sounds. Dahlia watched as she fed the baby and the Usilon girl smiled happily. She turned her face towards Jeff, still smiling brightly, and her thoughts began to wander.

He'll make a good father one day. Dahlia was sipping her coffee, but began to cough and choke on the hot liquid. Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. Not from choking, but from even letting that thought cross her mind. She was certainly glad Jeff wasn't a telepath at that moment. She composed herself and finished the last of the purple grapes within her bowl. Dahlia turned to look out the elongated window and into the streets. She crooked her head to the side and leaned her small body across the table to see better. Her torso was completely on the table as she recognized Asa and Carter standing outside. She turned her head, only a few inches from Jeff's face, and slid her lenses down the bridge of her nose. Her fiery golden eyes reflected in his sunglasses as she spoke quietly and gestured to Asa and Carter at the window.

"Can we keep them?"

She smiled at her poor attempt to joke with Jeff and waited patiently for him to lead.

Whispers of Trinity *limited

YoshiSkittlez said
I'll get to work on my Whisper Post thus completing my application for Rorick once you post in X-Men :D

Slick motivation! I like it :) lol. There's not a lot to work with right now, but I did get a post up. Trying to give people opportunies to jump in.

X-men Noir: Let The Good Times Roll

Alison's smile faded, and her lips parted slightly in shock as Yukiko glided away to the booth where Logan was brooding. The blonde couldn't help but stand aghast at the other girl's words. Married? They're married? Alison closed the gap between her lips and stared at the couple. She couldn't hear their murmurings, and she wouldn't have understood the language regardless. Blood began to boil in her face, and her fair cheeks turned a sweet red. As Yukiko leaned her head lovingly against Logan's shoulder, Alison cocked her own coyly to the side. She'd be sure to congratulate Wolverine on his lovely bride soon enough. For now, she'd hang on to the apparently unfaithful man's lusty compliments.

Alison winked at Yukiko before turning her heels and heading back over to the bar. She pushed her small figure back atop the weathered oak and let her legs dangle over the side. Her tongue licked at the crumbs sticking to her lips, and she made a final satisfying gulp. She scanned the occupants casually situated around the room with her blue eyes. Not many had spoken up since they'd returned to the common room. Alison assumed they must still be processing the events that had transpired within the last few hours. Needless to say, it had been one hell of a day. Alison looked up at the clock and twisted her lips to the side in a scowl. It would be getting dark soon, and she wasn't looking forward to the cold walk home. Then her mind sparked an idea, and her body perked up simultaneously.

"So, who'd like some arm candy tonight? Not sure I'm feeling as safe after seeing what could be out there waiting for me."

X-men Noir: Let The Good Times Roll

Mogtaki said
Yessssss, for I can't really post much right now lol

Do I need to respond as Charles and Alison today? I didn't realize! Getting on it.
**don't see a need for the Xavier post, but I will get on Alison's response to Yukiko.

Whispers of Trinity *limited

dreamingflowers said
This peeked my interest ^.^ And I have a question right off the bat. Is it possible for a character from the fair folk to align him or herself with the allegiance or the exiled? I love your signature by the by very cute

Well the Fair Folk play their own role in the War of the Bloods. Although the idea is that they are mostly neutral, they do/will participate in battles with both the Allegiance and the Exiled. So... I guess the answer to your question would be no. They follow Alden faithfully and agree to his strategies/ideals. Thank you :)

Syris Adonasium said
Question, Where will we be starting out and all that? I like to know beforehand so I can get an idea of what the character should be doing, the setting, mood, and if I should have NPC's be doing anything significant. Also, a map would be nice, it also helps me visualize the setting and what the character should comment on ("man, it's hot down this far south, he thought opening up his collar a bit", That shorta shit, you know?)Also, fine, I'll bite. I'm interested in Alden. He's the Fair Folk leader, yes?

We will be starting 15 years after the Betrayal. Rorick is 25, Alden would be 22, and Lilith just turned 20. The three respective armies have grown and adapted throughout that time, but the chars created should be fairly new recruits. They would most likely have grown up favoring a side, but the law is that a citizen must by 18 years of age to fight in the War of the Bloods. I can maybe sketch out a rough map if that would help, but it will be a few days. As for your question about Alden, yes, he's the leader of the Fair Folk. PM me for more information if you're wanting to audition for his slot.

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Syris Adonasium said
...Can I join this? I put it in my subs box and forgot to write and ask if I could join.

Yes :] Here are the open positions

NPC
Alden Shatterfell

Followers
3 open Allegiance positions (1 male, 2 females)
3 open Fair Folk positions (1 male, 2 females)
2 open Exiled positions (1 male, 1 female)
*genders available are a personal preference of mine to keep the RP balanced. They are debatable.

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RETIRED

Name Title
Lilith Shatterfell

Age Length of life
20 years

Gender Curse
XX

Class Affiliation
Leader of the Exiled

Appearance Mien
Lilith Shatterfell is graced with stern, but enticing facial features. Her high cheekbones and dimpled chin are slightly softened by her quiet jade eyes. The girl's bone chilling voices pierces through a pair of sensual lips. Stark red hair caresses around the frame of her face and drops below her strong jawline.

Lilith's skin is fair, unlike her blackened heart, and ripples with coarse muscle mass. She stands at an average height of 5'7", but commands her army with the ferocity of one thousand men. The specialized leather armor she wears is laced with crimson and gold stitching. When Lilith is not called to battle, she adorns her body in seductively sewn outfits that greatly compliment her fit body. She radiates raw, terrifying beauty.

Personality Disposition
The Third Heir to the Shatterfell throne is most definitely the mirrored image of nobility. Lilith is manipulative and rules with the fear that has surrounded her since the murder of Gifre. She is passionately vicious and maintains control with her cruel methodology. Her heart is covered in parasites. Greed. Hatred. Cruelty. Doubt. The girl will not trust, she cannot feel, and she refuses to display weakness.

Lilith's ability to lead is one of the few faint connections between her brothers, Rorick and Alden. She has a natural intimidation factor that none are immune to. Her reputation precedes her, and Lilith enjoys every bit of the infamous attention. She lacks the emotions to form relationships, but greatly desires affection and exhortation. She has seduced and captured the hearts of many, if not all, of the Exiled.

There is a secretive side to the young girl that is extremely rare to witness. On certain occasions, Lilith is contemplative and reflective, but most always lets her instincts guide her words and actions. She is wicked, blunt, rash, and extremely offensive in her military rulings. Her spirit is dark, wild, and longing for the affirmations that her mentor promised.

Skills/abilities Expertise
Leadership
Persuasion
Brutality
Poisons
Knife throwing
Illusion magic

History Antiquity
*refer to History hider in original OOC post

Whisper post Bondage
Lilith's small hand clutched tightly to Gifre's dark robes. Their footsteps crunched through piles of dead leaves as they made their way briskly through the twisted trees. The young girl's red hair bobbed with each step and she stumbled to keep up with the older man. Gifre threw his arm backwards, smacking her hard across her cheek, and spun around angrily.

"Will you stop dawdling, child! You must learn to start leading and not trailing along behind others. You are impossible!"

His hands gripped in frustration at his face as Lilith widened her eyes in confusion and terror. He slowly lowered his face to the ground and shook his head disapprovingly. The girl touched her bruised cheek gently and stood shakily to her feet. She furrowed her brows and reached for the dagger concealed in Gifre's belt. Her tiny fingers could hardly wrap around the handle, but she pointed it towards her mentor and spoke icily into the silence separating them.

"I am the strongest! You'll see, Master Gifre. You will never doubt again. Look at me, I say! Look at me!"

The intensity steadily rose in her voice and her lungs burned inside her chest. The cold of winter was settling in, and her breath carried like a ghostly fog. Gifre's eyes rose but focused on something looming in the distance behind Lilith. She could stand it no longer, she refused to be ignored. She turned sharply on her heels to confront whatever had attracted Gifre's attention. A small, glowing orb of light stalked steadily from side to side feet away from Lilith. Her white jade eyes followed it mesmerized and the dagger in her hand swept steadily back and forth.

"It cannot be?"

Gifre gasped aloud in realization of the Whisper before them. His own soul had not been affected during the betrayal, so he knew this to be the youngest Shatterfell's missing essence. She cannot possibly be ready. The man's rotted teeth exposed themselves as his lips parted in an evil smile. He stared at the back of his apprentice's red head and tapped his spindly fingers along her shoulder. Lilith looked up at him momentarily and he nodded without further affirmation or instruction.

Lilith stepped forward cautiously, never letting her eyes linger from the Whisper's bright trail. The Whisper slowly bobbed forward as well. She was inches from the magnificent light when her arm reached forward enticingly. Her palm extended and made contact with the orb in an explosion of blinding rays. Gifre pried open his eyelids and unshielded his wrist from his face. Before him stood a smiling Lilith and the newly formed outline of her magnificent beast. His whispered words echoed sickeningly in the dying woods.

"I'm looking, dear. I'm looking."

Liliths Whisper

X-men Noir: Let The Good Times Roll

Will get a post up tomorrow. That Whisper CS took all my muse, Yoshi! Night, lovies.