Kyrisse

Fairy Tale (closed. RE: Kyrisse only)

Alessandra smiled and nodded at the Queen's word. Although she couldn't think of how else to address her at a formal event. Calling her aunt seemed impolite especially within the hearing range of people she barely knew. But to make up for it, she closed the small distance between them and enveloped the older lady in a big warm hug. The hug gave Alessandra a nice fuzzy feeling. The perfume the Queen was wearing had the same scent as the one at home, on her mother's vanity table. It was easy to imagine that it was her own mother holding her when she closed her eyes. And for a moment, she did. She tried picturing her mother's face. She had been staring at her old photos so often that it wasn't difficult even though she had never met the woman who gave birth to her. A few more seconds and she stepped back, smiling sheepishly at the queen for indulging herself too much. When the older woman complemented her, she smiled. "This dress belonged to my mother." She said, running a hand lovingly over the emroidered flowers decorating the waist of the dress. When she was encouraged to enjoy the ball, she curtsied to the royal couple and joined Avril. "So, the boys that were hanging around you earlier were that boring?" She whispered to Avril, an amused look on her face.

Fairy Tale (closed. RE: Kyrisse only)

Alessandra scanned the huge room to look for familiar faces. She saw Prince Edward on the dance floor, oblivious to the rest of thew world as he danced with a beautiful woman. Alessandra didn't care too much about him. She had tried to chat with him several times but he had always been distracted. The third time they had been together in a party, he had left her in the middle of a sentence to flirt with a pretty Asian girl. The second prince was nowhere in sight. Stephen was quiet and shy and often times preferred a quiet garden to a ball like the one she had been invited to. She looked towards the thrones. She would have to greet the king and queen before she could go and try to find the missing Prince. When Alessandra spotted Avril, the young princess was already on her way towards her, leaving behind several young men staring after her. No doubt they were possible suitors she couldn't wait to escape from. "It's good to see you too, Princess." She chuckled at the obvious look of relief the younger girl gave her. She let her lead her and her father towards the royal couple. The baron greeted both king and queen and then promptly excused himself, leaving Alessandra to give her greeting. She curtsied politely to the royal couple and then smiled widely when the Queen came forward and kissed her. Although the regal woman didn't resemble her mother, looking at her made Alessandra remember the late Baroness. "It is wonderful to be here, my Queen." She answered.

Fairy Tale (closed. RE: Kyrisse only)

Alessandra Kent, only daughter of Baron Peter and the late Baroness Calista Kent, stepped out of her horse drawn carriage. Unlike most, she took the time to stop and thank both the footman who assisted her and the driver of her carriage. At her gratitude, both men rewarded her with their smiles. A smile still lighting up her face, she turned towards the castle. The colors were vibrant and the people all around her buzzed with excitement. She looked around. To her right was an elegantly dressed couple. The woman looked regal in her beige gown while the man looked sharp in his white suit. To her left were a couple of giggling young women, each of them wearing the same dress design but in different vibrant colors. Alessandra, herself, was wearing a pretty white and lavender dress with Juliet sleeves and a sweep train. Small embroidered flowers dot the dress from the waist band down to the train. It was a dress that belonged to her mother. A dark haired man with soft wrinkles around his bright blue eyes alit the carriage and offered his arm to Alessandra. Alessandra gladly took her father's arm and looked up at him. Despite the wrinkles and the occasional white hair, Baron Peter Kent still looked younger than his age. Wearing a suit decorated with the family crest, he looked regal and dashing. He smiled back at his daughter and patted her hand. She reached down and raised her skirt a bit and father and daughter made their way up the stairs. At the door, they were welcomed, announced and ushered into the ballroom.

Fairy Tale

What's the plot?

Worlds Collide - A Futuristic Fantasy RP

I'll meet you in the festival in a few minutes. Cassie received Eric's reminder on her phone just as she finished changing clothes. The message was followed by three smiley faces. As soon as Cassie saw it, she couldn't help but laugh. Eric was certainly excited about the festival and it seemed like he'll be going out of his way to make sure she enjoyed it as well. Wearing a plain lavender hooded sweat shirt and a pair of jeans, Cassie made sure she had some money in her pocket before she headed out. I'm on my way. Cassie was about to send back a message when a voice spoke behind her. "Ready?" Cassie turned her head towards the voice and blinked in surprise when she saw Eric standing behind her, an almost goofy grin on his face. "What are you doing here?" She asked. "Making sure you're not gonna stand me up." Eric chuckled. "Did it look like I was going to?" Cassie raised an eyebrow. Eric ran a hand through his hair. "I don't know. Maybe..." He shrugged. "Seems like I worried for now reason. Let's go?" Cassie nodded and began walking towards the train station, Eric in pace beside her. "Ever been to a festival before?" He asked pleasantly as they stepped onto the train platform. Cassie smiled. She had to admit that Eric was nice and going to the festival with him would be a nice change. She shook her head, feeling a little more comfortable talking to him than when they first met. "No, this would be my first time." "I've been to one before. There'd be lots of food, lots of stuff to buy and lots of unique performances. It'll be fun." Eric narrated as the train slowed down to a stop. The door slid opne. "What do you want to--" "Eric!" A female voice called out as soon as Cassie and Eric stepped into the train. Eric looked towards the voice. A pretty blonde girl sitting with a red haired boy and another blonde girl was waving at him. Cassie recognized the trio. Ysabel Dawson, Sebastian McVay and Deborah Allsten. She had crossed paths with the group before and they had always been unpleasant to her. Eric smiled, raised a hand and waved back. "Hey Ysabel." "We reserved a seat for you." Ysabel motioned for Eric to join them. Eric nodded and turned to Cassie. "Come on. I'll introduce you to them." At Eric's invitation, Cassie immediately shook her head. "You go ahead. I'm...I'm not so good with people." She looked around for an empty seat and her eyes fell on one beside a sleeping student, his head against the train's window and his mouth wide open. "I'll just sit here." She stepped towards the empty seat. "Aww, come on. It won't be so bad." Eric assured, took her hand and led her to the group. Cassie reluctantly let Eric lead her to the group, her mind frantically trying to make up an excuse. She was about to say something when the small group took notice of her. It was Ysabel who spoke up. "Is that scar face with you?" She asked a little rudely. Her friends chuckled. "Her name's Cassie." Eric corrected. "Well, whatever her name is, we only have one seat available. She'll need to sit somewhere else." Ysabel flipped her hair. The red head nodded in agreement. Eric was about to say something when Cassie interjected. "It's okay. I'll sit with my...uh...friend." She gestured towards the now snoring student. "I'll just see you later at the festival." She shrugged, trying to look nonchalant but ended up looking awkward. She twisted her hand free from Eric's and made her way back to the empty seat before he could protest. "You heard her. She'll see you later at the festival." Ysabel reached out and tugged at Eric's hand as Cassie walked away. "Why are you hanging out with her anyway?" Cassie was only several seats away from Eric's group to overhear the conversation especially when Ysabel seemed to be projecting her voice loud enough for her to hear. She sighed and tuned out the voices by focusing on the rhythmic tune of her seat mate's snore. She swore the edges of his mouth glistened with drool. Seems like wherever she went, there would always be people like Ysabel. She looked down at her hands, one perfectly normal, one distorted and burned. She sighed again. It seems like she'll be going to the festival alone after all. It took only a few minutes before the train slowed down again. Cassie was out of the train as soon as the door slid open, ignoring Eric's attempt to call out to her to wait for him. Hanging out with him probably meant hanging out with the rest of the unpleasant group. And so, without pausing, Cassie made her way off the platform and into the streets of Longnan, ducking into the first stall she saw.

Worlds Collide - A Futuristic Fantasy RP

Cassie raised a hand to her head and rubbed the still sore spot she hit on the rock hill from when Eric's tail had sent her flying during the match. And for probably the hundredth time, she wondered why Eric hung around her. Maybe it was guilt? She can still remember clearly the look on his face when they finally met face to face in their unshifted form a day after the match. Eric's torso had been swaddled with gauze, covering the burnt area. Cassie didn't sport any bandages on her body but she had a sore lump on her head. Despite having their injuries treated at the infirmary, the healers had left just enough injury to remind them that they are still human and capable of being hurt despite their powers. As if my burns aren't enough reminder... Cassie thought ruefully. Cassie had been about to apologize for the burns. But Eric had stood and stared at her for a long time, his eyes openly staring at her burnt half. His face had been unreadable and he didn't speak. Cassie immediately stared back indignantly, ready to tell him off. She had been really annoyed and was about to say something when he finally averted his gaze and gave her an apology for knocking her out. Cassie apologized back politely and then walked aways. After that meeting, Eric never stared at her injuries again. And he made an effort to be friendly towards her. He kept her company during lunch, despite her best efforts to avoid him and find some place away from people. He chatted with her whenever they met on the corridors and even offered to carry her books for her once. Years earlier, she would have appreciated and enjoyed his attention. He was, after all, good looking. However, she didn't join the Academy to seek attention from guys. She joined to make sure she was ready when she was sent off to war. Her mind shifted to the festival. A festival was a welcome thought. A time to relax, to forget about the reason why she was in the Academy, a time to unwind. But it also meant a lot of people. She wasn't exactly comfortable among large groups of people. The staring eyes were what bothered her. She didn't want to see the pity or the horrified looks in them. She sighed. Maybe going with Eric isn't such a bad thing after all. He'll take my mind and attention off the people and the staring eyes. And just as she was passing a fellow student, she felt it. She felt him staring at her. Cassie slowed her pace and turned her head, finding herself staring into bright amber eyes. She had seen him around but never really interacted with him. He was always tinkering with clockwork devices and most of the students seemed particularly keen on avoiding him. From her vantage point, he didn't seem menacing as everyone made him out to be. She was about to say something when a Nine Tailed Fox appeared and covered his entire face with one of her tails. She was exceptionally beautiful and made her more self conscious than she already was. It was also obvious, from the way she greeted him, that they were friends. Cassie decided to let them be. And so instead of saying anything, she turned her head and continued walking away.

Worlds Collide - A Futuristic Fantasy RP

Hi guys. I've been having problems with my skype for the past few days. So I'm posting here in the meantime. Anyway, i've a question... How do you guys do that post where two or three characters talk in a single post? Do one person control all the other characters in that single post? Sorry, I had to ask to be sure.

Worlds Collide - A Futuristic Fantasy RP

Okay. Will rewrite tomorrow. Have lots to do at the moment.

A World of Danger [Zitacamron95 and Kyrisse]

Kurt shrugged. Liam was right. He was not such a people person. He would probably choose to starve than go the grocery himself. "Yeah, have a nice nap." He called back as he stepped out of the front door. On his way to his car, Kurt's mind drifted back to the writer. Liam was an extremely private person and preferred to stay home most of the time. No family members or friends visited his place. Well, except for Kurt himself. For the past few years they've known each other, he always seemed to have some sort of injury. "Huh. For someone who stays home all the time, you sure get out enough to get bitten by a dog." Kurt started the engine and headed to the grocery. "Or walking into street posts." He shook his head and chuckled, remembering the time when he visited and found Liam with a nasty black eye. It was either Liam was a total klutz or he had some sort of secret. He shook his head again, feeling silly for his thoughts. He settled for Liam being a klutz. The grocery was a mere five minutes drive from Liam's house and as Kurt pulled into the parking lot, he wondered for the hundredth time what it was about people that repelled his friend enough to shut himself in his house. He got out, checked all four doors of his car if they were all properly locked before he headed to the grocery's entrance. At the entrance, he pulled out the list from his pocket and glanced at it. "The hell...?" He muttered and took a second look. The list was long and had enough stuff on it that would last a year. "You must be planning a huge party with all this shit in your list, Liam." He muttered as he pulled a shopping cart and headed in.

Worlds Collide - A Futuristic Fantasy RP

Let it seep into your whole being. With one deep breath, the changes began. The dancing, flickering flames spread from Cassie's hands to her arms, her shoulders and her neck. He straight black hair erupted in flames, their tips curling as it did. The flames continued spreading to her face, her chest, her torso, her legs. As her whole body became ablaze, gorgeous red and orange plumage began covering her body, replacing the flames. Simultaneous changes occurred in her feet and arms. Her feet became curved talons, the golden scales shining in the light. Her arms elongated and turned into elegant wings with the long contour feathers flared out. Her nose and mouth protruded forward until it formed a wickedly curved beak. And finally, her eyes. Despite a minimal increase in the size of her eyes, the changes within were amazing. The rich brown color of her irises melted to liquid gold. Her once normal human sight became superior in all aspects. The images she saw became sharper and colors became more vivid. What was invisible to her mortal eyes before were now visible with her enhanced vision. Cassie took the wind and gave out a shrill cry of delight. Shifting to her Phoenix form had gotten a lot more easier after her first two years in the Academy. Sylphide had advised her to keep practicing and had given her 24/7 access to the holographic room Cassie had learned to call the 'Fear Landscape.' Wanting to be able to shift properly and with ease, she took it in herself to visit the room every single for the whole two years. And thanks to her determination, she had succeeded. She no longer had to call out unwanted memories to evoke the change. As Cassie let an updraft carry her up, she remembered her first year in the Academy and her first shift into her Phoenix form ever since she entered the institution. She was probably the only one who felt pain when the changes began. Or maybe, as she figured out later on, it was all brought to her by her own mind and her incessant fear of fire. It was the Fae Instructor, Sylphide aided by the Kitsune, Ikari, who taught her how to harness that fear and turn it into something productive. --- "We can teach you how to harness that fear, Cassie." A human sized Sylphide, trained her clear blue eyes on a younger Cassie, who silently nodded when her eyes fell on Ikari's golden, encouraging ones. Led to stand in the middle of a huge, empty, domed room, Cassie took a long, deep breath and then closed her eyes, a shudder running through her body as she did. In the darkness behind her lids, her mind's eye immediately conjured up images of the attack that had scarred half of her body. She was 15 again and walking home from school. She saw the street, the people, the cars, the clear blue sky. She could smell a hint of lemon in the breeze. The images were so vivid that Cassie felt she was reliving it all over again. Her heart began drumming on her chest. Her breath became quick and shallow, like small hiccups. A panic attack. The images in her head was too much. Her eyes flew open. But instead of the holographic room, Cassie found herself standing on the street leading home. Familiar faces surrounded her. A teacher from school, a classmate, a neighbor... She looked down at herself, at her hands. Her right hand was no longer scarred and she was wearing a simple blue shirt and matching skirt. It was the same clothes she wore 3 years ago. Tears began streaming down Cassie's face. She knew deep inside that the images were not real, the landscape was made up. This was the reason why Sylphide had brought along Ikari. But her mind refused to see it as an illusion. She began to feel dizzy and nauseous. And then the fireballs began falling. Cassie heard the explosions, she heard the agonized and terrified screams. She watched again as a woman's twisted, burnt body writhe on the ground. Her pulse and her breath quickened to a terrifying speed. She could feel the fear choking her, the darkness hovering in anticipation, threatening to claim her consciousness. She knew what would happen next. She anticipated the heat and the pain. "Cassie." It was Sylphide's gentle voice. "Cassie." Her voice repeated her name. Cassie whipped her head around, trying to locate the source of the voice. But both instructors were nowhere to be seen. There was only chaos around her. The gentle voice was joined by another female voice. Ikari's. "Fear is only a fabrication of the mind. Face it. Control it." The fireball hurtled towards Cassie. With her heart thudding painfully in her chest, Cassie clenched her fist and faced it head on. It took all her effort not to scream in pain as the flames came in contact with her body. "...fabrication of the mind..." The words echoed somewhere in her mind. But she couldn't take it. She screamed and crumpled down onto the ground. It took her almost a month to get past the burning. Determination raged inside Cassie as she felt her flesh melt again and again. She could no longer keep track of how many times she went through the illusions, reliving her nightmare. It felt like the hundredth time and every single time she failed. I will not fail this time... She thought to herself, desperately trying not to scream out in pain. She felt fear tug at her heart once more. The pain intensified. She gritted her teeth, trying to endure it. In the peak of her fear and pain, Sylphide's voice echoed loud and clear. "This is the moment... Hold on to that fear. Hold on to that pain." Ikari's voice echoed after Sylphide's. "Make that intangible feeling tangible. Feel it in your hands, give it form, give it shape." "Yes." Sylphide continued to urge her on. "Grasp it, hold on to it." With the two voices urging her on, she struggled to follow their instructions. Ignoring the pain coursing through her body, she closed both hands and felt her fingers curl around something round. A fireball? The skin of her palm burned as she fought to hold on to the orb, her fingers blistering as she did. "Yes." Sylphide continued speaking in that gentle voice of hers. The longer Cassie held on to the fireball, the more apparent it was that she can finally achieve her goal. "Now, crush it and feel it seep into your whole being. You. Are. Fire." It was strange. Those were the words she had said the day she was infused with Mythic Essence. But there was no time to wonder or think about how Sylphide somehow knew those words or if she was simply urging her on. "I. Am. Fire." She repeated and with one decisive movement, she squeezed both hands until she felt the orb give and shatter in her palms. Immediately, there was a rush of heat that ran through her hands, up her arms and coursed through he entire body. Unlike the pain from the burns, the heat she felt was soothing. --- Cassie glided lazily in the illusory horizon of the Holo room. Her first two years were a struggle despite the constant guidance of Sylphide. She lost sparring matches numerous times just because of her panic attacks. The sight of fire when she shifted, despite there being no more pain, still made her nervous. And now, on her third year, that fear seemed like a million miles away. After a long while, she was finally comfortable in her Shifted form. The sight of fire now gave her courage and gave her the drive to learn more each day so that she'd be ready when she finally joined the war. Sylphide was right. She cartwheeled midair, relishing the feel of the warm air flutter her crimson and orange feathers. It was only until she saw a lone figure far below on the ground that she decided that it was enough practice for the day. She dived down and landed gracefully a few feet away from her visitor. Talons transformed back to feet as they hit the ground. "What are you doing here, Eric?" Eric Mun is a US-born Korean whose original name was Mun Jung-hyuk. He had been Cassie's opponent in the last sparring match and his Shifter form had been a fire drake. There had been no taunts, no insults. There had been no words. The fight started as soon as they faced each other. --- Cassie took advantage of her fire and speed, dodging and hurtling fire at her opponent. Eric used brute strength, biting, clawing and swiping when the fire bird flew close to him. Several times he caught Cassie and threw her aside like a rag doll but the phoenix always had a counter attack. However, no matter how many times Cassie launched any form of attack on the large beast, his scales provided enough shield to deflect her assault. For the first few minutes, it seemed like Cassie was the only one taking a beating in the match. It wasn't until Eric took to the air after her did she figure out his only possible weak point. His underbelly had finer, thinner and most probably softer scales than the rest of his body. Cassie twisted her body mid air and from her talons, she launched numerous small fire balls that unraveled themselves into smaller copies of herself. By her command, the duplicates flew head on to the drake. Meant to distract and irritate the beast, they exploded on impact on his face, on his chest, on his wings and any part that they came into contact with. The drake stopped mid air and reared up the same way a horse would raise itself up on its hind legs, swatting at the duplicates as if they were flies. At that exact moment, Cassie hurtled several more of her mini phoenixes towards him, this time targeting the smooth underbelly that was conveniently exposed. The first few attacks seemed ineffective but soon red, raw welts began appearing. Eric began flailing around, trying to claw at his underbelly. A few more seconds and the fire drake hurtled down towards the ground, roaring with pain and fury as he did. His massive form hit the ground hard, the weight of his body sending a tremor through the earth. The burns on Eric's underbelly continued to spread. Cassie glided down closer to her opponent who was thrashing around in pain. She immediately called out to the instructor assigned to them. Just as she was about to alight on the ground, Eric's tail whipped around and caught Cassie off guard, sending her flying towards a hill of rocks. Cassie fell unconscious on impact. --- "Thought I'd see what you were up to." The tall dark haired Asian replied. After the fight, he had actively sought Cassie out and went out of his way to be friendly to her. "Practicing." Cassie answered, quickly pulling down the sleeve of her shirt to cover up her scarred right forearm. She wasn't exactly comfortable having people stare at her scars despite the fact that Eric never did. "Practice is good." Eric nodded approvingly. "Are you planning on joining the festival?" Cassie shook her head. "No. I'm staying here to practice more." She began walking towards the exit. "Aww, come on. Where's the fun in that?" Eric frowned and fell into place beside her. "You practice everyday. It's time to sit back and relax for a bit." "An attack can happen anytime. Just like what happened to Johannesburg." Cassie replied, visibly shuddering at the thought. Eric's face darkened. "I know..." He murmured and then shrugged. "But... festival. Fun." He said it as if those two words explained everything. "It's not something that happens everyday." He explained when Cassie remained quiet. "Fine." Cassie finally agreed. "You're going with me." Eric grinned. "No complaining. It's not like you have anybody else to go with." He continued, effectively cutting off any retorts from Cassie. And before she could answer, he jogged ahead. "See you later, Phoenix girl."