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 Posted: Sat Apr 10, 2010 11:39 pm
A night to remember, a phrase used within a video game for Playstation 2 called Dark Cloud 2. I wish to create a RP based on that phrase to create a grand role play. I wish for it to be one any shall feel comfortable with. smile
The era is around the Renaissance
It is fantasy so it may include races such as elves, mages, wizards, ect.
Please keep the RP decent
Please be literate in your posting
Please fill out the information provided below, thank you smile
No Godmoding (if any don't know what that is then it is basically making your character a God that can do whatever he/she wishes without gaining damage or death if in battle and loses)
Send character information and picture (if one) to Roy M N so I may post it up in the correct section. Thank you. smile
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The King and Queen have called forth a ball to celebrate their daughter's engagement to the Prince to the Northern country. Allies are all around them, enjoying the party yet where the enemies lay as do the allies. Enemies hidden, plotting how to disarm and dismember the royal family to take hold and slowly gain their hold over the many countries around to control all power possible. The enemies have yet to strike, having been buying time to plan carefully to not wind up on the chopping block of execution.
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Posted: Sun Apr 11, 2010 12:13 am
Characters:User Name in Control: Roy M N Name: Roy Nick Name (if any): Age: 18 Race: Mage Gender: Male Picture or Description:  Powers (if any): Magic Special Skills (if any): Skilled with a Piano and Cello Rank: Noble Weapon (if any): Hidden blade in his cane Bio/Other Info: Born into nobility he grew up gaining all he wished without any questions. This he did not enjoy seeing how the peasants and commoners were treated. He was not like his father and mother who seen themselves as above the rest in ways of ranking. He holds a night job, working side by side the commoners without his parents knowing since his childhood of his teens. Now, he has his own mansion and still he works among the commoners and others who are not noble, keeping hidden his own nobility so he does not receive special treatment from anyone, enjoying being treated as everyone else. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ User Name in Control: Storky111 Name: Crenla Nick Name (if any): La Age: 17 Race: Raccoon/Human Gender: Female Picture or Description:   Powers (if any): Silence (You will this power during the RP ^^) Special Skills (if any): Master Thief, Pickpocketer Rank: Peasant Weapon (if any): Cane and dagger Bio/Other Info: Crenla came from a rough home of raccoons who had no food or shelter. Being the 5th out of 8 children, Crenla found herself constantly ignored by her parents. At age 10, she ran away from home with only some bread and a cloak to keep her warm. Out of the 7 remaining raccoons, only 2 others survived. Her parents had been hurt in past battles and they had suffered until 2 years ago, when they both passed away. Crenla was now on her own, trying to find her family, though she does not know what has happened to them... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ User Name in Control: zeetzeet Name: Atalanta Nick Name (if any): Ata Age: 17 Race: Werewolf Gender: Female Picture or Description:  Powers (if any): Speed and can change into a wolf Special Skills (if any): Plays clarinet and piano, can pick locks Rank: Noble Weapon (if any): Two hidden knives attached to her wrists; they are very small and thin; they are almost like 1 foot long needles Bio/Other Info: Atalanta comes from an almost extinct (she is the last) family of werewolves. She is a trained assassin. She is loyal to the crown. She is very secretive, and will go away to war if the country needs her. She is invaluable as a fighter, protector, and she can be a great leader if she is needed to step up in the army. No one knows that she is the wolf girl, although there are rumors in the court that the last of the People is among them. Only a select few know who she is. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ User Name in Control:Lucunda Somina Name: Cecila Nick Name (if any): Cecil (but only by her childhood friend) Age:18 Race: Angel and Demon Gender: Female Picture or Description:  What she is wearing is a light blue corset style like ball gown with detailed beading. Powers (if any): Magic and healing with light powers. Mainly she can shoot beams or even a wall of light energy as well as hone them in to heal. Special Skills (if any): Playing the flute, piano and fighting Rank: Banished Nobility Weapon (if any): Her sword, which she summons instantly when it's needed,in which she can channel her powers through in battle. Bio/Other Info: Cecila is the b*****d child of Lord Frou from another kingdom who slept with an angel guarding his family. Her secret was kept for a while but was discovered 10 years ago and was banished out of that kingdom, to ultimately find Roy's kingdom and hiding her secret. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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Posted: Sun Apr 11, 2010 12:14 am
A beautiful piano with harp played in the courtyard of a beautiful mansion. Nobles arriving in carriage. Drivers aiding the noble women out of the carriage if they escorted themselves and if not they would open the door for the noble man and allow him to aid his wife out after the door was opened for her. Inside the court yard lights were strung up, food set on two long tables, guests stood, chatting about their day and their business. Maids and servants moved about, tending to the noble's needs and wants. The hosts greeted their guests graciously. "So tell me Henry, how is your son doing these days?" a nobleman of a chubby body asked. The main host looked towards him sighing.
"I told you, Markyl I have no sons." He said firm chuckling.
"Oh my mistake then. I thought you had a boy of you and Phalira's own."
"We used to but he died suddenly. It was tragic." He replied sadly making the other noble Markyl nod.
"I'm sorry for your loss but one day you and she may hold a young one of your own again." Markyl said patting Henry's shoulder before walking off to mingle with other guests.
Outside the mansion gates the town was active with merchants who kept open at night, servicing those who were late shoppers. A young man, his silver hair pulled back out of his blue eyes looked over towards the mansion sighing as he bought some fruit. "It's a nice evening eh Roy?" asked a female merchant. Roy chuckled nodding.
"It is a fine night in deed. It's very clear and beautiful. All the stars are out tonight." She looked up as he did and nodded.
"Yea, its real pretty. Say, you know what the nobles be planning?" she asked. He shook his head sadly. "Aw was hoping you would know so I'd have a heads up on if they gonna be closing any shops."
"Don't worry Milra, I'm sure they won't close you or anyone down. If they did I'd defend you guys and do what I could to help." He said. She smiled.
"Heh, always the caring one Roy. Thanks." She said and he nodded waving goodbye as he walked on down the market with his bag of fruits to look around at the other late night shops.
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Posted: Sun Apr 11, 2010 2:18 am
((Open for posts smile You all shall now commence posting. smile Thank you for waiting so patiently.))
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 2:24 pm
((A Moonlight Waltz is officially open for any to take part. Please, as a reminder send your Character information to me, Roy M N so I may post it up in the Character's section. smile I thank you all. -bows politely-))
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Posted: Thu Apr 15, 2010 6:42 pm
Atalanta stepped out of her carriage. She hated going to these things. She did need to act like a normal noble though. The king had also commanded her to come. That was the only reason she was here. Sometimes, she had trouble fitting into the world of gossip and parties, but usually the drama of the court entertained her. She would have to act well tonight to keep her cool.
She walked around the house instead of going in and looked around. There was a marketplace nearby. That was a potential hazzard. There was nothing really do watch besides that. Atalanta kept walking. There was a garden around back. It was beautiful. It was lit with torches and fireflies that lit up the night.
Atalanta sat down on a bench and sighed. This is not what she wanted to do. She wanted to be helping the troops, but the king's spy network had uncovered an obscure assassination plot. She had to be here to protect the king and kill the assassin. She got up after a few more minutes and walked back around the house. After glancing at the marketplace once more, she went inside, where she was announced and greeted by some noble's daughters her age that just loved to gossip.
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Posted: Thu Apr 15, 2010 9:49 pm
Roy walked, pausing to look at the mansion, sighing softly as he shook his head. "They must be celebrating something. Though what that is I don't want to know." He muttered softly to himself, staring at the grand mansion a lit with torches. He then continued on his way, shaking his head sadly.
Above them, along the rooftops, light footsteps sounded so soft it was if the air were whispering to people's ears. A slim figure in black knelled down low on a rooftop that over looked the mansion walls. Quietly, the person pulled out a small wooden tube, placing in a small dart looking item before placing it to his mouth, taking aim at the King of the mansion. He was being extra cautious to not hit anyone standing about the King, wishing only to hit him.
Silently he took a breathe in through his nose, seeing his chance and blew. The dart flew out, barely making a sound through the air as it traveled straight. The Kin chuckled waving to guests and walked over, the dart missing by a hair, landing to the ground. He frowned and moved to another location to try again with a second shot.
Roy paused as he was walking back towards his common home, not using his mansion much. He turned, looking back towards the mansion of his parents hosting the celebration. He didn't notice any change as the music continued to play the same as people were chatting. He shook his head sadly. "They will never learn or ever renounce their title or accept the have a full blood son." He whispered, sounding a bit hurt that his parents had disowned him by what he thought was right was different from their belief and thoughts.
Opening his door he walked inside, closing it behind and turned on the lights, having a system of lights that ran off the sunlight and water collected. Walking over to the cabinets and fridge he began to put away the fresh food.
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Posted: Fri Apr 16, 2010 4:39 pm
Crenla had seen the silver haired man walking by the Market and walking on to a place she didn't recall.
She crawled around at the Market, stealing some food she loved. Suddenly, she leapt for cover under one of the merchant's tables for fear that he had seen her. She waited for the man to resume his activities and lurked around the Market, which was darkening slowly and slowly into the night...
She then overheard two females talking about some events happening around the Market, "...and yesterday, my peaches were gone!"
"Yes! Exactly, I had checked my supplies this morning and I had at least two apples missing! Either there is someone stealing our things or some animals are getting too accustomed to this place..." said the second woman.
Crenla laughed at the thought that she was both someone and an animal. She scuttled out of her "restaurant" and entered the forest nearby. "Ha ha! Those fools aren't even aware of the amount of things that have been gone... for several weeks at the most!" She smiled as she approached her home.
It was the tallest tree in the woods and the little tree house she had built was almost unrecognizable near the canopy. She climbed up the tree, her claws scratching the bark slightly, and entered her abode. Inside, the house was enveloped in beautiful vines and flowers. "I'm home!" she yelled out. Of course, no one would be there to answer her.
Among the vines and flowers, there was a bed, a pantry, and all the other necessary items - but not in the best condition. Everything in the house was stolen, and everything was not that well-made. She turned back into a regular girl and looked into a cracked mirror. "I guess it's time to get ready for the party - or, rather, get ready to intrude on this party!" She laughed as she readied herself for the intrusion.
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Posted: Fri Apr 23, 2010 5:59 pm
The noble men and women chatted enjoying themselves. "This is a success. I am amazed at how well you pulled this off." A nobleman said to Henry who chuckled.
"I thank you. This is a success all thanks to our guests and the preparations made months ago." Henry replied chuckling as the nobleman nodded.
"You must be very organized then to plan all of this." He said laughing as he patted Henry on the back. "Say..." he pulled Henry in close. "I hear you got yourself a little slave with assassin skills. This true?" he asked as Henry also lowered his voice when replying.
"Yup, bet yourself a new gold coin it is. He's one of the best as is his little partner." He chuckled softly.
"Is he and her around us now?"
"You bet they are. I can't tell you where but they are around. Don't worry. They know not to touch a noble or else it'll be their head or a hundred lashes." The nobleman nodded.
"That is good that they know their place of servitude." He said as the two walked back into the crowd of nobles, chatting things up as the music continued the celebration coming to the middle of the evening, still having at least a few hours before its completion.
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Posted: Sun May 02, 2010 7:50 pm
Cecila rode in the carriage, sitting upright like any brought up lady would but was having a bad problem of fiddling with a strand of her gown. If only mother were here to escort me she thought to herself as her hands switched from the hem of her dress to the silver locket that hung around her neck with her gloved hand. It had only been a few months since her mother's assassination and was warned that she would be next, so she decided to accept the noble's letter and try to solve this mystery and hopefully recruit some form of help.
Feeling the carriage stop, her stomach lurched but she quickly pushed it aside as the door was opened for her and she stepped out.She was currently wearing a light blue gown with a fitted corset top that did nothing but show off her elegant frame. With it's beading of crecent moons and stars along the seam and gathering around her feature points to then softly billow out around her slender waist, it did a wonderful job of showing off what she had but still kept the looker imagining what was underneath all of that silk and beading.
Softly glowing in the light as well as her pulled up crystal adorned hair she softly smiled at the gentleman with her rosy painted lips and began her elegant stride towards the mansion her strides silent though she was wearing heels. Sighing softly to herself, Cecila noted all of the nobles and counted them off in her head, what race they were, their names, heritage and even some of them, their personal lifestyles. None of it gave her any thrill, she was here on the purpose of avenging her mother as well as keeping her watchers blissfully unaware of her keen knowing of the situation.
But sooner than later, the gossip began as voices traveled and she over heard one of the higher ups say "Oh my, why isn't it the illegitimate daughter of Lord Frou. Hasn't she grown into such a...fine young lady. Pity about her mother." Deciding just to let it slide, Cecila continued onward, her eyes scanning the crowd for any familiar faces, mainly one in particular, Sir Roy.
But before she could spot him, a noble of European nature strided up towards her. "Chere', I couldn't help but to notice your beauty..." as he began to court her and all she could do was stand there politely and listen, hoping that someone would come to her rescue.
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Posted: Sun May 02, 2010 8:36 pm
Roy looked out from his home, noticing the carriage and the ensigmia and quickly went to his room, changing to his noble atire. He knew the family crest from Frou though it had been a long time he hoped to see Lady Cecila well and alive. He had heard the word spread of her mother's untimly death and found it greatly sadening. I hope Lady Cecila is holding up alright. Roy thought to himself.
Brushing his hair back he stepped out dressed in a handsome black tux that held white and gold upon it. Stepping lightly over the cobblestones he made his way to the mansion of the King and Queen.
Inside the shadows two people watched all the guests silently, eyes narrowed, one moving swiftly with cat like skill, body slim yet strong. The other moved more slow and cunning like a snake in the grass stalking its prey out in the wild kingdom. The king and queen laughed the celebration going smoothly.
Two guards on duty bowed to Roy as he entered, gazing about the faces and listening to voices chat without notice to his being. Some moments passed before his eyes rested upon Cecila, stepping over he noticed the man courting her and neared quicker as a normal pace.
"Lady Cecila, it has been a long time." He greeted warmly, moving up and bowed to her, taking her hand gently into his kissing the top of it. "How have you been fairing since your mother's passing? Has your father been handling it well?" he asked politely making it seem casual though he was butting in to keep the man away from her.
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Posted: Sun May 02, 2010 9:26 pm
The man's name was no other than Prince Pierre Leous, first in line to the throne and notorious for courting only those of the purest of lineage, which made her laugh internally to herself because obviously he did not know of her 'unfortunate' upbringing. Her non biological mother would have been proud for such a presitegous royal to have tried to court her, but would have shown it by laughing converstaionally and making a grand joke about it.
But none of that mattered right now because none of them were here to potentionally save her, so she was on her own. That is until her entire being sensed the presence of Sir Roy, her face brightening in response and her courter noticing it as well. Another string of compliments were shoved her way as she gracefully accepted them, smiling only the bare minimum and saying only things that would barely keep the converstaion going.
Seeing him come her way, both joy and excitement to see him as well as knowing that he was there to save her she smiled warmly in his direction but passing it off as an naturally polite thing to do. But the Prince Pierre would do something a little more rash. "Oh Sir Roy, indeed it has. I believe the last time that I saw you, we're were just mere children at a garden party. Oh I'm well, but lets not talk about that just yet, but rather I have been having a lovely discussion with Prince Pierre Leous." Her voice was bright as she pronounced each word with precise articulation and tone.
Upon hearing her name, Prince Pierre's cat eyes widened in disgust as he gave off a tat, his genteel attitude turning a in a complete circle. Even with the correct pronounciation of his name, his mood did not even falter in the slightest "Oh, my, Frou's child. I do say, even with the correct dialect and annunciation I am afraid to say that even that won't help you in your case of being a b*****d child. Well then good evening." He begun to walk off but turned as to say one more thing "As for your mother, good ridden." He said in a voice so only the three of them could hear.
The comment stung her cold but she did not show it externally as she kept up her amiable nature. Sighing a soft sigh she smiled "Now well, that was indeed a most interesting exchange of words, now was it not?" She said her voice strained but only those who knew her well enough would be able to detect. "How have you been Sir Roy?" She said with a smile her blue eyes glowing in the moon light as well as the many hues of her crystals in her cascading pinned up curled hair as well as adorning her dress.
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Posted: Sun May 02, 2010 9:57 pm
Roy watched Prince Pierre Leous as he heard and held his tongue. Watching him walk away to court another woman he sighed looking to her. "I have been well but you have been injured by his words. Do not listen to these nobles as they only see stature and blood. They cannot see a person for who a person is." He said softly.
"I apologize for his horrid words to you Lady Cecila." He said giving a polite bow. "Come, please tell me how things have been fairing for you since we last met?" he asked gently giving her a kind caring smile, gazing deeply into her eyes. "Your eyes are so very beautiful tonight Lady Cecila." He complimented.
"Ugh what is he doing with that filth of a b*****d child?" a woman asked another who shook her head sipping on her drink.
"I have naught the slightest idea. He shall tarnish his image with conversing with her too long." the second replied in her noble tone.
"He has no image. He is but a former shadow of a prince. I heard he was removed from the royal family for trying to wed a commoner." The first said the second then two others gasping.
"No!" the three exclaimed softly in shock.
"Yes it was tragic." The first said with a nod sipping her wine. "He went to wed her but she had taken the hand of another. He lives alone I hear living off the scraps of the street."
"Serves the little twit right." The third said as the fourth and second nodded.
The nobles about where whispering their whispers and chatting as they wished. Roy paid them no mind smiling softly to Cecila. "You look radiant tonight. Pay them no mind. They simply speak ill of you and your mother as they are jealous of your natural beauty inside and out." He said softly kissing the top of her hand.
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Posted: Sun May 02, 2010 10:40 pm
Paying no mind to the haughty Prince Pierre and his flirtatious nature, Cecila smiled softly. "One would only have thought that such little time has passed with the way you are able to detect my true nature." She smiled softly, turning her attention back towards him.
"Oh, it's quite alright. Even in the grave my mother will get him back." She said with a warm and light laugh. "Please there is no need for formalities, Cecila will do just fine."she smiled warmly as it faded to a slightly embarrassed one, caught off guard by his sincere compliment, thankful that her powder hid her recent flush.
If not for the rude nobles Cecila would have gracefully accepted his compliment and let the night pass on, but if there was one thing that would get her blood boiling it was talking slander of her dear friends and family. Taking his hands to then turn towards the gossiping nobles, Cecila set off with a determined stride and slapped them rightfully across the face, receiving gasps from other nobles close by. But the world fell silent so that only the rude nobles, her and Roy could see what was happening, the rest blissfully unaware that this event was about to occur.
"By the noble blood that runs with in my veins, that even you can not deny, I Cecila Amorette Frou curse you four weasel clan from ever reaching to the Angelic Moon Court." They looked to her wide shocked eyes "My reasoning being the recent acts of theft and murder and as final sentencing your unmoral behavior towards the innocent."
With that she sighed softly "I end this creed by this; May you repent on what you have done and if so the council will deem you either worthy or unworthy."The entire time her voice was firm and just, though with a ring that showed off how much power she had mastered. The nobles just blinking in awe as they sauntered away with out another word.
Casually strolling back to Sir Roy, Cecila's eyes were significantly lighter from using so much of her power. For some moments she just gazed back into his and sighed, closing her eyes."Forgive me for my behavior, but I will not tolerate such acts towards someone that I hold so dear to my heart." She opened her eyes to have them be a bluish shade of silver, true apology shining bright with in them "Now, where were we?" she spoke softly as a smile spread across her rosy lips.
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Posted: Tue May 04, 2010 2:59 pm
Roy simply nodded sighing. "That was a daring move to make." He said quietly to her softly bowing. One of the women who had been cursed screamed in rage pointing at Cecila.
"That girl! That vile girl! She is not of noble blood! A witch! Sorcery!" the woman snapped shouting. Others heard this stopped in what they were doing or saying staring at Roy and Cecila.
The two in the shadows eyes were locked on Roy and Cecila. Roy moved closer to her before suddenly pulling her back, running. Three blades came down at where she once stood. The female slave raced after them as Roy pulled Cecila with him.
Nobles yelped and yelled panicking as they looked around. Henry smirked. "Kill the two traitors! They threaten the kingdom!" he ordered the female slave who gave a vile hiss preparing to throw three more blades. When did so Roy moved ducking down, keeping Cecila close to him.
The three blades hit the outside of a person's home. "Come quickly." He said running again with her taking the alleys in hopes of losing the assassin who chased them hot on their heels.
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