I have vacation until the third of January - and I have lots of KS to make!
I'll be sad if y'all leave me to roleplay with myself that whole time. D8
I happen to have lots of ideas, and I could just pick a bunch of random pets to slap into them, but that wouldn't be much fun at all, would it? I'd be so lonely. ;_____;
I'll roleplay with anyone, so long as you write coherently. No "asdfiniub koinw4inn89?
" as a legitimate part of an IC post, or anything. xD Yupyup~Ideas/Characters I want to use~:
Chayden wrote:
Hemathyre ~ female ~ Doomsberry Kuhna
(Lust x Lemon)
Sad ~ Insane ~ Masochistic
For the folks who delight in real blood and pain, Hemathyre is a favorite. At each and every show, she brings out her famous curved blade and drives it into her own body. But don't jump to conclusions! Nobody is forcing her to do so. The ringleader, stagehands and attractions allow each other to do as they please. In reality, the whole thing is just some kind of messed-up public counseling session without the pity party. It is only at the Cirque that Hema and her comrades would be allowed such self-destructive therapy, but it works. People come, and people go. As they do, they leave words of advice as payment instead of money. What good would fifty dollars be to someone cutting themselves, anyway? Do you think they'd buy band-aids with it? That's ridiculous! No, the patrons of the Cirque go about speaking to the acts, asking "Why do you do this?" and "How did you get this way?". Then, by making friends and developing trust in others, those who are wounded may begin to heal. <3
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Hemathyre is as close to a corpse as one can get while retaining a pulse. In all honesty, she's based off the more destructive side of me. She has an obsession with cutting herself, with watching the life wash from her veins. She does not eat anything - the mere mention of food makes her weak with disgust. Despite this and an acute sense of inferiority, she does not want to be treated differently than anyone else. She resents advances of "help" and "better judgment". Criticism is her best friend, if only because it lets her know that the flaws she sees in herself are really there. Her cutting, which started with a macabre thought from a dark spell, quickly escalated to a point where she could not live without it. She spends most of her wakeful time thinking about and finding implements for her next "cut session". Hemathyre always thinks aloud, so she would be insanely easy to influence, should anyone ever care to.
Chayden wrote:
Qereset @ male @ Pure Kuhna
(Float x Narills)
Sweet @ Subdued @ Ignorant
Qereset means, literally, "come back'd". It is a slang term for resurrected or undead, and the Q at the beginning of the word denotes death by drowning, or death near water. Qereset used to be a human boy with soft, feathery brown hair and a gentle disposition. He was loved by many Evelonian creatures; he would frolick on the coast with them. But one day, the boy lost his footing in the waves and drowned. The creatures tried and tried to pump the life back into him, but failed. They later found that the spirit of the boy had mixed with the floating corpse of a Kuhna and made this. They named him Qereset, and tried to welcome him back into their lives, but it was just too strange. Qereset was forced to wander on his own, and eventually came here, to the Cirque. He behaves very much like an orphaned child, for that is exactly what he was. The loss of his human parents did not affect him nearly as much as the loss of his Evelonian family did, though. He was taken in out of pity, but that fact is kept secret from him. He's fragile enough as it is.
^^^ He actually has a few posts of a roleplay already typed out! I started it when I first came to Evelon, and Sagicorn joined it after a while. But then they disappeared, and no one else ever posted, so I changed my post so that Qereset left Sagi's character (after 22 days of them not having logged in). . ~.
Here it is, for anyone who'd wanna join~ (Preferably no more than two of y'all)
Chayden wrote:
Eurylochide ^ male ^ Wispwing
Eurylochide is one of the most well-known characters from Bone City. His hunger is ravenous and knows no bounds: devouring children is no violation of his morals, if he has any. He'll eat absolutely anything, but his favorite is fresh blood. In this way, he competes with the black-blood vampires, only the blood is not essential for the continuation of his life as it is for the vampires.
Eurylochide loves spreading rumors about the Blood City eaters who he idolizes. "He is the sixth son of the sixth son of the sixth son... And yes, child, he is fire-retardant. Now f/ck off."
Ignorant farmers and the like gave him the name "Locust", although he is far worse than the pesky bugs that many know of.
^^^ HUMAN FORM, YO.~ As per a roleplay [that I've been neglecting omo;] with Shrewd, this fella needs to be occupied. ouo Specifically, he's out in the boonies looking for people with "talents" to pull into this mafia/group of killers who live in Bone City. I don't want it to be some sort of "America's Got Talent" thing, though; it should be more natural. He might come across a few ruffians fighting each other, or some sort of hunter, or even a "dealer". ANYBODY who could be groomed into a proper assassin, or even those who can't. Writing about failure is sometimes just as fun~
Knucker # male # Morloth
Mysterious # Reclusive # We're All Mad Here~
^^ Yes, well. I thought of this one quite a while ago, although I've waited until now to put it into action.
Knucker lives underground, working a handcar on an abandoned, broken-up railway. Knucker is blind and ancient, and though he does not realize that there are breaks in the track, he manages to keep the handcar working. He thinks that he is still transporting coal from place to place, doing his job properly. The only things he carries these days are those who have gotten lost in the mines; it has been centuries since the railway was up and running.
When someone chances upon him and his cart, he instinctively takes them to the entrance of the mine (and though it is boarded up, there is plenty of space between the boards for the visitor to escape). As he pumps the handcar to the entrance/exit, he talks to whomever has "come to see him". It is said that, though his whole life is now a delusion, he is incredibly wise. He gives advice to all of those who come to him, and sometimes even grants wishes in roundabout ways.
For this one, I'd love to include as many people as I can! I'd type a few of my own posts first (to get one of my other plots started~), and then it'd be open for everyone and anyone else to join (of course, I'll post the link here). I'd work best if Knucker only carted one person's characters around at a time; I mean, how much weight can a little handcar really handle? (With this, characters can wish for anything: a friend, a death, riches, the solution to a problem - anything. There are limits as to what I can give; this isn't a Wishing Well or anything. I just REALLY like the idea of my Knucker being a... source of inspiration? Hope? Something, at least. He's very dear to me.)
Also, I love making plots up on the spot - if you have a character to throw at me, I'll think of something. <3
This WILL go on even after I have to go back to high school, but my replies will be slower. :/
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), or at least he calls him uncle. she has a very sharp tounge and sometimes uses not-so-legal things to either ease pain or heal someone, but all in all she really is not bad. She likes to act evil though. She learned how to deal with rude and often very...unconfortable men (and sometimes women) and is not easily faded by harsh behavior, she herself has a quite pointy tounge. Should something serious happen to her, Whip, or Julian, would hunt the one down who did whatever to her. Because a lot of people know that, very few would be so stupid and harm her.
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(Because he's just so dang pretty and needs to get out. Now D8<)
Please. 
He is one of my pride and joy lucain. D8; Seriously though <3 Him and Mochi? My two favorite personalities ever. He's a silly monster of a child, but everybody loves 'im <33 
