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Thread: The Menagerie  >>Haruchai and Gypsy<<

James' mere soupcon of a smile never truly betrayed his innermost feelings as he allowed the cane to be taken from his grasp. After all, allowing Lorelei to do so gave him a look at her lovely backside and his eyes slipped along her nubile form barely hidden beneath the sheet as she rose. Taking a respectable step back he observed the lovely Alice as she went about getting dressed. Your company is always quite nice. he lied, having seen her in some of her worst moods, the animal side of her riled and predatory at times. Not that she had ever scared him, though keeping her company at times would certainly have been trying. James fought the urge to actually go to her, to allow his fingers to glide over silken flesh as the sight of her feminine curves stirred within him a base need. He had little time to reflect upon this carnal desire when Lorelei approached and showed him her choices of wardrobe. You look fine, and dresses are overrated. The only reason the women wear such is to impress upon us their busts, and because the skirts are easy to lift. Perhaps it was true, perhaps not, but the women in London were not as proper as they liked to let on. You look ravishing. he complimented and this time there was nothing but veracity in his tone. James was quite taken with Lorelei and had been for several weeks now, though he tried to keep his desire hidden. Whether the Ringmaster did so for his own benefit, or for hers, was unclear. Perhaps even to him. Retrieving his cane from the woman he stepped a bit closer, his fingers brushing nonchalantly along the curve of one hip. Shall we ask anyone to join us, or will we be taking only ourselves? he asked, eyes alight with amusement and if she looked close enough, that darker desire that swam just below the surface. Of course he hoped it would just be the two of them, yet he would not deny her should she wish other accompaniment. --Streets of London-- Soon enough they were exiting Hyde Park, and James had elected to travel on foot, disregarding the carriage that they could have taken. He found that walking stirred the blood in pleasurable ways and even with the cane he had offered his arm to the comely shifter, both a kindness and a statement to all who saw them. The city is alive with smells and soundsthis morning, dearest Lorelei. Should any place catch your interest just let me know. he told her with a genuine smile.
Thread: The Menagerie  >>Haruchai and Gypsy<<

His forthright response inspired a hearty laughter, his repartee the root of her amusement. However, if she hadn't discerned the promiscuous looks he directed at her whilst redressing, his compliment unquestionably enlightened her. The flap of her coat fell and the clearing of her throat ensued, though if it was birthed by the increase in their propinquity or the recollection of her dream, Lorelei wasn't quite certain. Her moonlit reveries were still fresh in her mind, and it did naught to appease her imagination and suspicions. Before Lorelei could take advantage of the prospect of including another individual, the coincidental emergence of the snake charmer into her tent interrupted her. Surprise diffused on his attributes upon noticing she was not alone. A tall, gaunt-looking man with peculiar mismatched hazel-black eyes, a flaxen mop of hair and a wan complexion that seemed perpetually drained of color greeted the duo with a decorous bow after recovering from his initial perplexity. Salazar was his name, Bill the Lizard was his personation, a snake charmer Lorelei had befriended in the entourage. One of the main acts in Wonderland, but she had yet to see him perform upon her affiliation. Stories of spectacles and sances was what Salazar entertained Lorelei with, weaving webs of intrigue and paranormal in her mind. Aside from his chronicles, what she was also allured with were his reptiles. Serpents, lizards, tortoises and alligators of all shapes and compact sizes were in his care. These creatures were quite foreign to her. Not much were present back home save for a choice few. It was he who Lorelei extended her invitation to after hearing of the news he bore. A sance, Ringmaster. Lorelei reiterated, strolling alongside the orchestrator of their little ragtag band of performers in the streets of London with Salazar trailing behind. The smile etched on his visage was mirrored on hers, if not a little more jubilant than his. Salazar says one is about to happen in Whitechapel not long from now. May we go after breakfast? I would love nothing more than to visit. All talk of ghosts and spirits has piqued my interest. Are they real? Is it a hoax? What sort of devilry is this? It has been gnawing at me ever since I've heard of it. Perhaps we might even derive inspiration from it in our show tonight. Hyde Park was a little a ways from a coffee-house which wafted off the most heavenly fragrances Lorelei had caught a whiff of in awhile. In their leisurely walk, the savory aroma had stimulated her appetite and watered her mouth. It appeared that the effect was not at all personal, for the miniature crowd that accumulated in front of a shop with Bertha's Bakery imprinted on a high shingle informed Lorelei of its reputation upon their approach.
Thread: The Menagerie  >>Haruchai and Gypsy<<

The appearance of Salazar had James' eyes narrowing slightly in suspicion. There was no claim on Lorelei of course and yet a frisson of what could only be described as jealousy ran briefly through the Ringmaster, though his face betrayed no such weakness, though should one pay particular attention they might notice how he stood just a tad bit closer to the blonde woman now on his arm. It was no coincidence either that Salazr walked slightly behind them, and James took no small amount of pleasure in that simple fact. As Lorelei spoke of the sance James kept his own counsel, lips tight sealed for the moment. It was not that he was a non-believer in such paranormal and supernatural events. Quite the contrary, as one might expect of the man who presided over the Menagerie. James simply thought that the spirits of the restless dead should not be disturbed. There was a reason they were restless after all and the living need not concern itself with such things lest one glean knowledge unwanted. That was what it truly was, despite any argument to the contrary. Were men meant to know what existed beyond the veil then their insights would come naturally and not through some specific formula, inscription or ritual. James knew his manners though and did respect Salazar in his more mundane capacity - which was to tame and charm reptiles. In that he was exceedingly exceptional. It did not go unnoticed that the man had remained silent, and yet Lorelei had said that he spoke of a sance. Was there some communication between the two that he had missed? Once more that pang of jealousy, and James plastered the smile on his face as they approached the coffee house. The question from Lorelei brought him from his thoughts and he smiled at the woman, reaching across his body to pat her arm. Of course we may go. I will procure us a carriage for that particular trip however, since Whitechapel is far from here. To that effect he caught the attention of a young man at a street corner, a runner, a courier, and conveyed the message to the lad. With a nod the youngster was off and this left Lorelei, James and Salazar to wait with the growing crowd. Luckily once the personnel of Bertha's Bakery got the initial orders out of the way, the crowd seemed to disperse quickly, leaving room for the trio to have a seat and get their coffee and even a few pastries. James ordered two danishes to go with his coffee and took a seat, unconcerned at the moment on where Lorelei and Salazar were as he opened his paper. There, blazoned across the headlines was the announcement of a murder. Which by itself may have garnered a mere glance from James. However, the location gave him pause and he read further about the woman found mutilated in Whitechapel. A prostitute from the looks of it. James' brow furrowed and though details so far were sketchy he laid the paper out for Salazar and Lorelei to see when they took their seats. It seems like perhaps our dear Salazar is quite the newsmonger. How heard you of this ritual tonight? James asked of the man, curious.
Thread: The Menagerie  >>Haruchai and Gypsy<<

Glee was evident in Lorelei's features as soon as the Ringmaster conceded to her request. Even though she was certain the Salazar heard of the Ringmaster's acquiescence, she couldn't help but impart her elation with a brilliant grin and an affirming nod over her shoulder. Her enthusiasm blinded her from the conflicting expressions that were veiled beneath the Ringmaster's mask of charisma. As the initial throng thinned and granted the trio ingress, Lorelei filed into the establishment, hot on the Ringmaster's tail. Unbeknownst to her, Salazar, on the other hand, lagged behind, his attention captured by the multifarious menu that stood sentry by the entrance to Bertha's Bakery . Only then did she halt and retrace her steps to retrieve the snake charmer. Salazar, Lorelei chimed, tugging the wan male's wrist. Inside. We'll eat inside. I can't underssstand it. Salazar confessed with an audible sibilant diction present in his speech, gesturing to the chalky calligraphy written on the static sandwich board of the menu, hardly budging from Lorelei's ministrations. How will I know what to choose? Lorelei paused and scrutinized the lettering thoughtfully. Worry not. I'll order for you. Sit with the Ringmaster. I'll be right there. The delicacies the coffee-house served were foreign to Lorelei, having been accustomed to effortless grub on the road. Thus why it led to a bit of random selection on her part once Salazar took his seat opposite to the Ringmaster. Once the order had been issued, the palpable tension that eclipsed the two men upon her approach elicited the knitting of her brows. Salazar appeared to maintain a strained stoniness as the Ringmaster spoke. Fortunately, she caught the last of the Ringmaster's locution to detect the subject of his questioning. Cerulean irises scrutinized the newspaper on the table as she occupied the chair betwixt her companions. Jack the Ripper , Lorelei read out loud to resolve the puzzlement visible in Salazar's features, plucking the paper and skimming through the columns. A woman, Annie Chapman, was found mutilated in Hanbury Street That's where Whitechapel is, is it not? That's an uncanny coincidence. I've only heard of the sssance last night from town talk, Salazar announced indifferently as he leaned towards Lorelei, peering over her shoulder in spite of his inability to read, his mismatched eyes glancing at the man he addressed with an unreadable glint. Thisss isss truly a tragedy. Rather terrible. Perhaps it might be wissse not to visit East End in sssuch dark timesss. Isn't that right, Ringmassster? What?! No! We must go Lorelei inveighed obstreperously, startling the servant who delivered their orders and spilling the Ringmaster's supposed coffee on the female's lap. Dammit! While the servant girl scuttled away, sputtering apologies, to procure a towel, Lorelei attempted to escape the scalding liquid by standing and shaking off the substance from her garb. We must attend. We ought to see if Annie might be summoned in the sance or if this is all a hoax!
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Thread: Cult RP - Story Driven (multiple person needed).

Hmm I'm intrigued, more detail please?
Thread: Cult RP - Story Driven (multiple person needed).

I'm interested in this. Count me in.
Thread: Cult RP - Story Driven (multiple person needed).

Like what kinda cults? Back story? Trying to put a character together but need more Intel on the worldsetting already have a simple concept in my head ready to be fleshed out.
Thread: Cult RP - Story Driven (multiple person needed).

Madison Parker said Like what kinda cults? Back story? Trying to put a character together but need more Intel on the worldsetting already have a simple concept in my head ready to be fleshed out. Click to expand... Well I thought a kind of religious heavy cult or maybe a Manson family type of thing. Anyway, I like dark settings and very twisted kind of cult. Nothing too hardcore, but I expect a couple of fucked up things to happen. My character will be a sociopath and a manipulator so the cult will kind of reflect his intents. I hope you have what you need and as I said, once we have enought people, I'll establish a sub-forum for the cult, as the mods requires it. Every lore info will be written there such as the cult history and all characters bio.
Thread: Cult RP - Story Driven (multiple person needed).

Awesome, modern day real world setting?
Thread: Cult RP - Story Driven (multiple person needed).

Madison Parker said Awesome, modern day real world setting? Click to expand... Yes, it'll be in a small town in Canada just so you know. Pleasure !
Thread: Cult RP - Story Driven (multiple person needed).

Name Valerie Johnson Age 19 Height 5'4 Weight 130 Eyesgreen Hair black TitleRank Priesstessstep down from highest pagan only higher position is high priestess She's been studying Wicca since she was 12, her mother was a former pagan high priestess. Her father was executed in prison after being found guilty of 12 brutal serial murders. Here's a simple template containing main details, I'll work on fleshing out details and finding a picture for visual aid once a uniform character sheets been determined
Thread: Cult RP - Story Driven (multiple person needed).

Sounds interesting, I guess I am in. Will have the character fleshed out once the sheet paper is up.
Thread: Cult RP - Story Driven (multiple person needed).

I can also throw up a character once the character sheets are out. But if you want to wait for more people to join, I can be patient.
Thread: Cult RP - Story Driven (multiple person needed).

I think we could start it and people might add themselves as we go along the plot. What do you guys think ? We'll be 4 to start.
Thread: Cult RP - Story Driven (multiple person needed).

I guess starting it now and leaving it open for people to join is a good idea indeed.
Thread: Cult RP - Story Driven (multiple person needed).

I'll post the character sheet and the OOC soon, as well as the RP itself. Keep an eye up for it.
Thread: Cult RP - Story Driven (multiple person needed).

Char sheet is out !
Thread: Cult RP - Story Driven (multiple person needed).

Link to sheet please?
Thread: Cult RP - Story Driven (multiple person needed).

If this is still going ahead I would be interested.
Thread: Cult RP - Story Driven (multiple person needed).

im interested but i don't know what kinks will be accepted
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Thread: The Fairy and the Guardian (Starring Frogger and CaptainNexus616)

Many do not remember the dark days, before the time of Zeref the dark wizard or the fearsome dragon Archegolia. Lost to the slow decay of time there was once a period where mankind was not at the top of the foodchain. A mansion was currently lit ablaze as various wizards clad in dark robes were about killing any they found and destroying all in their path. A blood red skull badge keeping their cloaks pinned in place. A time where man was at war with an inhuman force. There is one fleeing into the crypts! Stop her! a dark wizard shouted as a figure was seen forcing the gates open and hurrying inside to safety. A time where man needed an inhuman force to defeat it. Panicked footsteps moved down the stairs as the black key dangled around the neck of a 12 year old girl. The sounds of her pursuerers not far behind. Listen to me, my dear daughter. Here on my death bed heed my final words. Should this day I speak of ever come. When all light is gone, the hour is at its darkest, when there is no hope for your survivial. Enter the lowest chamber within the family crypts. Reaching the bottom of the steps the girl entered a large chamber with the only item present was a large black coffin with multiple chains wrapped around with a large padlock in the center. There resides our family's greatest secret and the key to your salvation The words her father spoke of a year ago would ring through her mind as the sound of the attackers drew close. If this young woman chose to heed her father's final words she must open the coffin before it was too late.
Thread: The Fairy and the Guardian (Starring Frogger and CaptainNexus616)

A quick glance over the shoulder revealed a pair of blue eyes, wide and fearful. Pieces of gold fell against the girl's pale cheeks, having escaped her twin pigtails. Daddy... I'm scared... Genesis shoved her tiny body against the gate and, with a groan of protest, it opened just enough to let her through. A mansion -her home- was lit ablaze... destroying everything she knows, everything the little girl cares about. Her parents didn't die that way, no, she knows better... but she cannot help hoping they are alive somehow, and have managed to escape. Fear pounded in her chest, urging the poor girl on. A black key dangled around her neck, bouncing with her every step. Genesis reached a hand up, gripping onto it as she began running down the stairs. Should this day I speak of ever come when when all light is gone, the hour is at its darkest she repeated under her breath, reciting from memory the words Father said nearly a year ago. When there is no hope for for my survival Enter the lowest chamber within the family crypts Genesis slipped into a large chamber, the only thing present being a large black coffin. Her fingers gripped tighter onto the key. This has to be it A hand reached out, tracing along a chain.. slowly tracing it to the padlock, which she looked at for a long moment. Of course time is running out, but what could this thing possibly have that will make things all better? Genesis nearly jumped out of her skin as a cry rang out, breaking the silence. Eyes wide, fear once again making her heart beat faster, Genesis looked at the coffin and with a determined set to her lips, she shoved the key into the padlock, twisting it with both hands. Whatever is inside will be unleashed and hopefully, it will be like what Father told her so long ago.
Thread: The Fairy and the Guardian (Starring Frogger and CaptainNexus616)

The moment the key turned a gust of air was released from the coffin's seal as the chains rattled and came undone falling to the ground in a heap all around the black box. Before Genesis could see what was hidden within, a person clearing their throat was heard behind her. Lookie what we have here. standing before the only exit to the crypt was six men all dressed in black with the skull pin keeping their hooded cloaks in place. Yeah a poor little girl lost in the crypts. one of the men laughed drawing closer to the 12-year old girl. Are you lost squirt? this brought forth another chuckle from the group moving closer and closer to the child. Don't worry we'll make sure you get to your mommy. The men were nearly upon her as something occurred. A hissing sound suddenly cut through the dark silence of the room. The sounds of something moving as chains ripped free of the coffin each have a claw on the end. The wizards couldn't react in time as the chains grabbed them forcefully slamming them against the wall. The lid of the coffin sliding off with a heavy thud crashing down onto the ground. Something emerged from the coffin, with the chains attached to its body. Emitting a glowing green aura, cloaked in a red cape with glowing green eyes. Then the figure's eyes turned to the little blonde haired girl. Are you the one that released me? a deep voice asked the little girl.
Thread: The Fairy and the Guardian (Starring Frogger and CaptainNexus616)

No! Genesis stumbled back from the men, a fierce determination blazing in the girls blue eyes. Panic was fluttering inside her chest telling her that she should run, that she should hide somewhere out of sight, but no, she cant, she just cant. Im not lost! Leave me alone, you big bully! she yelled at the black-robed men, fingers curling into the oversized white shirt she chose to wear for bed just half an hour before the men decided to attack. A hissing sound suddenly cut through the silence chains falling onto the floor only for the chains to fly out, wrapping around the wizards, slamming them against the wall. Genesis screamed, eyes wide, stumbling back just as a heavy thud rang out, the lid of the coffin having crashed onto the ground. Something emerged from the coffin, the chains attached to it. Her heart racing, pounding, really, Genesis was about to run, hide something, anything but the green aura caught her attention, as did a red cape. It is her favorite color Are you the one that released me? a deep voice asked, and the girl blinked, focusing on green eyes that were not unlike the aura in color. Tears stung the back of her eyes, however, she managed to swallow the lump in her throat and lift her chin. Y-Yeah What about it? Genesis declared, pouting while looking to him with watery blue eyes... but with a sort of bravado that most would find impressive for someone so young. Her fingers curled into the shirt again trembling in the cloth, and she was trembling, too it didnt stop her, though.
Thread: The Fairy and the Guardian (Starring Frogger and CaptainNexus616)

So it was time once more for his service to be needed. Eyes turned to the wizards he restrained by his chains, the need to murder easy to see in each of them. With a growl the being slammed them onto the ground hard knocking each man out as his chains detached from them reeling back into the confines of his cape. Moving out of his coffin the figure slowly approached the girl standing right before her easily standing at 6'4 and towering over Genesis. The aura coating his body providing illumination in the darkness as he gazed down at the small child. Then the cape parted and the figure kneeled before her in the manner of a knight. Greetings my master. the figure spoke with his head bowed. I am Azrael. The guardian of your family.
Thread: The Fairy and the Guardian (Starring Frogger and CaptainNexus616)

Master? Genesis looked between him and the fallen men, torn, confused, and above all else... just not sure what to think. A few pieces of gold managed to escape the girl's pigtails, framing her features... not to mention the blue eyes that lifted to look at him. Guardian? None of it makes sense... or does it? I want Daddy... she declared after a little while, her lip quivering as tears pooled in the corner of her eyes. Where's my Daddy? I want... I want my Daddy! Genesis sniffled and rubbed at her face, tears streaming down her pale cheeks. Of course, she is never to be reunited with her parents again, except in her dreams... or in some cases, her nightmares.