S_E_!
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Thread Topic: S_E_!
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I have two plots in mind, if your interested! Or if you have a plot I'm open to that as well!
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Sure! I've never had a thread made asking me specifically to roleplay, so I'm down for anything!
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C1 is a traveling musician. They normally travel alone, but this time they are with a group of people. Rumors have swirled around that C1 has made a deal with the devil, and if you catch them at the right time, they will tell your fortune. C2 is a working citizen who loves to work on art in their free time. Making up stories, as well as painting elaborate portraits. Their job is a baker in the local town, but they have always strived for the stars.
One day, they hear about C1 traveling to the town, and want their fortune read. Once the fortune is read, C1 and C2 go on a journey that is filled with magic, danger and deceit. Can C2 ever trust C1? What does the future hold for them?
[How's this?] -
Ooh I like it!
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Which would you like to be? :3
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Hmmm.... C2?
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Okay, I'll make a character sheet!
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Sounds good!
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Name:
Age:
Gender:
Sexuality:
Appearance:
Personality:
Bio:
Other:
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Name: Adrian Bornalé (The Masked Devil) -
Name: Adrian Bornalé (The Masked Devil)
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Unknown
Appearance: When he is doing a shoe he tends to wear a red suit that had gold embroidered accents. He also wear short red silk gloves. A mask is always covering his face, that matches his suit, and he wears a black and red top hat as well! As for relaxation, or outside of work, he wears a white button down shirt, and black dress pants. He also wears a black mask that covers the top half of his face.
Personality: This honestly depends on the day you meet him. He can be happy-go-lucky, or serious. The one thing that never changes though is his aura of mystery.
Bio: He did make a deal with the devil, but he has to find a way to reverse it, before it takes over his life.
(Would you like to start when the caravan/band enters the town?) -
Name: Diana Alvarez
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Questioning
Appearance: wavy black hair that goes a little past her shoulders and wide brown eyes. She's curvy, a little on the heavy side, and average height.
Personality: She's easy going and likes to have fun, but she prefers things to be straight forward and can be very driven when it comes to finding answers.
Bio: She's moved to the city for college and enjoys finding new places and experiences.
Other: She's an archeology major and minoring in dead languages.
(Sounds great) -
Adrian sat in the little truck the group had rented out, and sighed. He glanced at the dash in front of him and looked at the masks. They were a part of the contract, and he hated it. He hated everything that had brought him to this point. Yes, it was necessary, but it came with a price, and a steep one at that. If he would have known what he knew now, he wouldn't have done it. He looked down at his hands, and wrung them together. They had a show tonight, and he could feel in his bones someone would be there. Someone important, but he couldn't pin point it. Normally, he could tell what kind of person they were long before they came to him, but this one was different.
The energy from this one was muffled. Not exactly good, but not exactly bad. It seemed as if this person was perfectly neutral, or they were really good at hiding their emotions. Adrian shrugged the feeling off as soon as they passed the Welcome sign, and started focusing on the act. It always had to performed a certain way, and at a specific time.
"We're almost to the hotel. The show will start within the next two hours." The hulking man that was driving the truck looked at Adrian after speaking. "Be ready. You know the deal." He continued to drive for the next few minutes, then pulled into the parking lot of a hotel that was on the outskirts of the town. Adrian took a deep breath, and stepped out of the truck. If only he hadn't gotten himself in this predicament in the first place. -
Diana stood in the doorway of the bathroom in her apartment, blow drying her hair while singly along loudly to music with two of her friends. It had been a long week between school and her job-nothing special, just shelving books at the city's library--and she was excited to spend a night with her friends.
"The show's in a couple hours, we should get going soon if we want to get anywhere close to the stage." Her friend Tiffany said. It was Tiffany who'd found out about the show and scored the girls tickets--it was always Tiffany. It was also Tiffany who had decided on the group's look for the evening.
"Tiff, are you sure this is really that type of show?" Diana asked, gesturing to the dress she wore. It was black, and just short enough to where it looked like it would belong best in a club.
"Definitely. Don't worry about it." Tiffany seemed confident in her decision, and it was confidence that Diana would have to blindly trust. She had no idea what kind of show she was going to, but she had a feeling it was going to be a great night. -
The hotel they stayed at was a cheap one, but it also had its perks. Adrian wasn't one to complain though. It was definitely better than some of the places he had been previously. He carried his stuff to the room, and hung a "Do Not Disturb" sign on the door. He had to get ready, and that in itself was going to be a chaotic mess.
An hour later, Adrian emerged from his room. His gait confident. It was like he had been transformed into a brand new person. His smile could be seen for miles, and even the performers were impressed. They had never seen him this happy before. "Tonight!" Adrian said, clapping his hands together. "Is going to be the show of a life-time! Everything has to be perfect!"
When moments like this happened, Adrian didn't think the price he had to pay was that bad. Everything always seemed to flow smoothly, and they both ended up getting what they wanted, regardless. Adrian hopped back into the front of the truck with such an elegant grace, you would think that he was a different person. "On to the venue!" He smirked, as they drove away. -
Diana and her friends had begun their walk to the venue. Another decision of Tiffany's, much to the other girls' dismay.
"Seriously Tiff? You could've told us we were walking. These are not walking shoes." Diana's other friend, Naya lamented. Her choice in footwear four the evening had been some very uncomfortable looking maroon heels that, knowing Naya, would be in her hand before the end of the night. But even Diana was beginning to rethink her choice of shoes--strappy sandals. Tiffany didn't seem to mind the walk through as she wore heeled boots.
"It's not that much further away, guys. Only a couple more blocks." Tiffany said, charging ahead of the others. Diana shrugged and continued on while Naya groaned.
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