The Muse

Shine City II: The Next Season

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Shine City II: The Next Season

@The Muse aaaaAAAH MY GOD.

She's beautiful! ;; Shou is absolutely going to flip when he sees her.

Shipshipship!

@MyCatGinger

@lovely complex was shipping it too when I was making her. Hahaha :P

@The Muse

Really pretty and...

...5'5...125 lbs...brown hair...light green eyes...

...we can do twinsies!

@Verdaux

Oh I didn't realize how similar our characters looked! SISTERS LOST AT BIRTH. xD

Shine City II: The Next Season

Awesome!! :D Thank you, Ill post her character sheet in the Character tab soon.

Any suggestions on how I can jump in?

Shine City II: The Next Season

@Dynamo Frokane Hi all! I hope my character application is alright and I can join in on the fun. :]

Maribelle Warren

Maribelle Warren

Age: 27

Appearance:

Height: 5'5"

Weight: 125

Likes:

Violin (orchestra instruments in general), teaching, children, animals, reading, nature, chocolate, laughing, stargazing, Italian food, the work of famous violin composer Fritz Kreisler, crafting, feeling wanted by those close to her.

Dislikes:

Spiders, avocado, smoking, cocky attitudes, large crowds, conflict, liars, horror movies, the scent of lavender, loneliness.

Party Trick:

She can play renditions of a variety of popular songs on her violin - though she particularly likes to play "Uptown Funk."

Profession:

Music Professor at the Shine City Academy (Violin Specialist).

Bio/Personality:

Maribelle grew up in a rather small town a few hours away from Shine City with her mother, step-father, and half younger sister. Her life was fairly average and tame; she fell in love with a boy in highschool, they dated for quite awhile, he proposed when she was 21 and she accepted. They got married and lived peacefully for four years, and then he was offered a job in Shine City.

With that they uprooted their small town life and moved to the big city. Maribelle found a job teaching orchestra in a middle school while he worked for a big corporate stock brokerage. They lived happily like that for a year, or so she thought, until he began working "late nights." One weekend Maribelle decided to go visit her family back home, but ended up cutting the weekend short and coming home early - only to find a different women in her home with him. He had been cheating on her for at least 6 months.

The two got a divorce shortly after the discovery and her entire life felt as though it were shattered. Unable to face her family after her failed marriage, she stayed in the city and began her decent into depression. Eventually a doctor prescribed her Valium and she has recently become rather dependent on the pills. It helps to stop her negative thoughts, or so she likes to believe.

Luckily, Maribelle has just received a job offering to work at Shine City Academy as their Orchestra professor. Happily she accepted, hoping it would give her some way to start anew.

Fleeting Memories [Fantasy RP]

A bit longer than I intended it to be, but there you have a post. xD

Happy to begin this. :]

Fleeting Memories [Fantasy RP]

Echo Notaras

This entire situation felt like a dream... no, a nightmare. Two weeks ago she woke up without any memory of who she was, or why she was being harassed by men clad in armor accusing her of some murder she had no recollection of. Thereafter she was dragged to a slave camp, tortured for what seemed like days on end, and forced to labor in their dirty mines. The brutes even left welts, bruises and cuts all over her body - they seemed to like her face when they felt particularly frustrated. "Let's mess up that pretty face of yours, doll." they'd say, "Then we'll see if you talk." They never believed a word she said, accusing her of working with several others who she also didn't know. Who was actually evil here? Them or her? Perhaps it really was her. Sometimes she wondered, as she lay in her cell staring at the cold stone walls before day break and the nightmare started all over again.

Either way, execution day came and the slavers still had no confession from her or the others they thought she was working with. At least it would have come had a mysterious figure not come to their rescue the night before. At that point Echo had been looking forward to her own death, as she felt so worn down and tired that it no longer mattered to her. Being free of the slave camp would be enough, even if it was in the after life. That and the fact that she had no idea who she was or her own purpose in life helped her make that quiet decision with herself. However, this mysterious man who called himself Tychus of Shattergarde had other plans for her life. Yet again, she had become another pawn in someone else's hands.

The man was insanely talented, she would give him that much. Somehow he managed to take out all of the guardsmen in the camp and free her and the others accused of Tancred Lonefire's murder. Whether or not he was by himself she wasn't sure, but he currently led her and this small group of misfits by himself. Initially she had asked questions after escaping; who was he? Why did he release them? Where was he taking them? Who were these people? Did he know who killed the Grand Marquess' son? It wasn't her, was it? To be fair, she had a lot of questions that he could not answer at that time. Tychus only told her that she would know in time, and she best keep quiet or risk revealing them all. Understanding, she remained quiet for the rest of the long journey, occasionally eyeing the rest of the group with her pale green eyes.

"Do you smell that?"

Her thoughts broke and she glanced up at Tychus. He smelt something? Was he part canine? All she smelt was lilacs, which she had realized earlier that she hated. At least, if anything, she knew that she hated lilac. Perhaps she should have told someone to write that on her grave stone, considering what was about to appear before her. "Here lies Echo Notaras. A person with great distaste for lilac."

Her own banter in her head quieted as Tychus motioned for the group to start jogging. She felt so exhausted that jogging seemed impossible. They hadn't even stopped once since escaping save a few seconds pause, how did he expect them to run? The rest looked just as run down as she did, perhaps more so. Nonetheless, she gathered all the energy she had left in her tiny body and did as he asked.

"In the name of the Grand Marquess, drop your weapons and surrender!"

Echo's heart dropped at the sudden voice booming through the valley. It felt familiar, but as she looked at the massive knight before them she could not bring a name to mind. Why did she have the feeling in the back of her mind that she knew this behemoth? There was no time to ponder on it, as Tychus quickly drew his sword. Just as rapidly a snake of a woman revealed herself from the grass. "How did we miss them?" She thought, baffled. "How long have they been following us?"

As the women approached, yelling at Tychus, Echo's heart began to race. She almost felt frozen in place, unsure of what to do. Was she supposed to roll over and be captured or not go without a fight? Which would be the worse option? Apparently, Tychus opted for the latter.

"All of you, run towards the crags. These two are way above your skill right now. You'll find a passageway in there that will take you to where you'll find answers. I'll hold these guys off... Just don't die."

She stared at the older man as he sprang forward and attacked the two, then glanced toward the rest of the group. They all began running as Tychus said, and Echo had the brief thought of running in the other direction. Perhaps running with them until the very end, slinking off by herself when no one was paying attention. She could escape on her own, couldn't she? Why did she need the rest of this group?

"Of course I need them. What good is a girl on her own who remembers nothing about herself?" She thought, realizing she would have no clue what the next step would be had she been able to disappear on her own. That, or those two hunters would notice and she would have been easily picked off when alone. Convinced, she began running toward the crags with the others.

Echo briefly glanced back at Tychus, witnessing several copies of himself fighting against the two rivals. Quite amazing, if you asked her. Who was this "Shadow Reaver" anyway?

Fleeting Memories [Fantasy RP]

Echo Notaras

Name: Echo Notaras

Appearance

Age:
23
Gender:
Female
Race:
Nereid (Sea Nymph)
Class:
Assassin
Magic Description:
Arcane
Personality:
At first glance Echo appears to be friendly and warm, very welcoming to new comers and new situations. She believes in the term "keep your friends close, and your enemies closer". Her kind nature is often feigned and the moment she no longer considers it useful to be your "friend" she becomes as cold as stone. Some have been known to call her fake, but she prefers to keep people people on their toes and constantly asking themselves what she might do next. She has always been a very independent soul, never relying on friendships or family for that matter. Echo tends to be very sneaky, as she has always been a curious individual and ends up sticking her nose in places that it doesn't belong. Though her curious, independent nature got her into numerous amounts of trouble as a child, it has proved useful later in life.
Who you were:
Echo grew up on the coast of a small island by the name of Linde, or what some people liked to call "The Dragon's Lair." While the island was mostly inhabited by her own kind, it did indeed harbor a great dragon. Luckily for her people, the dragon tolerated their existence so long as nothing the dragon considered valuable was stolen from it. The nymphs provided outside protection on the waters, as a common pass time in her culture would be to lure sailors to their deaths, and the dragon allowed them to live there - also providing protection against hopeful colonists occasionally.
The young nymph grew up with a single mother - her father having never been in the picture, and her mother never wanting to talk about it. Echo's mother taught her the ways in deception initially, as she would often travel to a more inhabited isle and coax men out of their money. It was easy for a nymph, considering their natural allure could easily deprive any other race of their senses.
Several days after Echo's 15th birthday her mother sold her for a fairly hefty amount to a recruitment scout for assassin training. The scouts often came to Linde looking for nymph recruits, considering their natural ability to deceive others. Echo had no other choice, but she left without a fight to the southern island of Llanda - a cold and snow filled area completely opposite of Linde. In Llanda she learned the ways of an assassin, taking her first kill at age 16. By the time she was 18 Echo was released from the training and allowed to take contracts on her own.
To her own misfortune she recently took up a contract for the assassination of a knight close in the circle of the Grand Marquess Edun Lonefire. What he did to get his name written on that contract she didn't know, and didn't care, but she would get the job done. Or, at least, planned to get the job done. Until she ran into a person who was there for a different contract, who nearly got them caught, and who bested her in a hand to hand combat fight that ultimately knocked her out. The next thing she knew she was being swarmed by guards, unaware of anything. Not even who she was, or why she was there.

Fleeting Memories [Fantasy RP]

Echo Notaras

Name: Echo Notaras

Appearance

Age:
23
Gender:
Female
Race:
Nereid (Sea Nymph)
Class:
Assassin
Magic Description:
Arcane
Personality:
At first glance Echo appears to be friendly and warm, very welcoming to new comers and new situations. She believes in the term "keep your friends close, and your enemies closer". Her kind nature is often feigned and the moment she no longer considers it useful to be your "friend" she becomes as cold as stone. Some have been known to call her fake, but she prefers to keep people people on their toes and constantly asking themselves what she might do next. She has always been a very independent soul, never relying on friendships or family for that matter. Echo tends to be very sneaky, as she has always been a curious individual and ends up sticking her nose in places that it doesn't belong. Though her curious, independent nature got her into numerous amounts of trouble as a child, it has proved useful later in life.
Who you were:
Echo grew up on the coast of a small island by the name of Linde, or what some people liked to call "The Dragon's Lair." While the island was mostly inhabited by her own kind, it did indeed harbor a great dragon. Luckily for her people, the dragon tolerated their existence so long as nothing the dragon considered valuable was stolen from it. The nymphs provided outside protection on the waters, as a common pass time in her culture would be to lure sailors to their deaths, and the dragon allowed them to live there - also providing protection against hopeful colonists occasionally.
The young nymph grew up with a single mother - her father having never been in the picture, and her mother never wanting to talk about it. Echo's mother taught her the ways in deception initially, as she would often travel to a more inhabited isle and coax men out of their money. It was easy for a nymph, considering their natural allure could easily deprive any other race of their senses.
Several days after Echo's 15th birthday her mother sold her for a fairly hefty amount to a recruitment scout for assassin training. The scouts often came to Linde looking for nymph recruits, considering their natural ability to deceive others. Echo had no other choice, but she left without a fight to the southern island of Llanda - a cold and snow filled area completely opposite of Linde. In Llanda she learned the ways of an assassin, taking her first kill at age 16. By the time she was 18 Echo was released from the training and allowed to take contracts on her own.
To her own misfortune she recently took up a contract for the assassination of a knight close in the circle of the Grand Marquess Edun Lonefire. What he did to get his name written on that contract she didn't know, and didn't care, but she would get the job done. Or, at least, planned to get the job done. Until she ran into a person who was there for a different contract, who nearly got them caught, and who bested her in a hand to hand combat fight that ultimately knocked her out. The next thing she knew she was being swarmed by guards, unaware of anything. Not even who she was, or why she was there.