Coding Stuffs and Mess Ups, the Occasional Curse Word.

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Below Waters
The beginnings of Mer-kind

Plot Appearance Glossary Disclaimers

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  Songs of the sea told tales of tragic times, a falling of a once proud Empire that sunk to the seabeds. Humans knowing little of the lands that once were on the surface, or the beings that had been born from the destruction of their home. They were of Mer, granted a survival in the mercy of their Goddess of the Sea, Neria.
  
  The mortal humans in that day were granted the seas and oceans as their home, along with the music that traced their songs. Atlantis was no more, yet, they lived in the crumbling ruins.
  
  Some no longer held the looks of what they once were. They held the appearance of something only the darkest pits of the oceans, or seven seas could conjure in their current spells.
  
  Once of humanistic complexions; some grew to bluish hues, grey tones, maybe even luminescent. Eyes were dramatically larger in some, and fins could have taken all forms.
  
  Their story though has just begun, and the lost beings of the sea now must find their place. Cementing their foundations, all futures and hopes in their survival depends on them, and soul the mercy of the Goddess they strongly follow.
  
  Six Mages of Old Land Magics now are the guidance to the newly established race. Although the humanistic appearance had left some, it became apparent very quickly that the greed of some remained thus throwing the people into a state of imbalance.
  
  Now war threatens their existence as does their discovery by other foolish humans that believe their scales could be priceless.​
• Mer appearances differ from each other; some remaining with quite humanistic features and others differing to something quite drastically different.
  
  As mentioned in the plot, some have taken different hues in their skin tone—from the structure of their faces being different.
  
  Some Mer don't even have tails, as the race is rather diverse.
  
  Tails often looked something like fish fins, dolphin, sharks, or whales. In the rarer occasion the Mer didn't have tails but legs of crabs, or even tentacles of the octopus or squid.​

  
  
• Mer slang taken from the written Waterfire Saga, Blue One; Deep Blue—written by: Jennifer Donnelly. Strictly being used for non-profit turning fun, and allowing interested members of this role-play exclusive slang for the Mer folk—since their language would have changed some time in regards to coming accustom to their new sea home.
  
  

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  TBA​
• Disclaimer;
  
  This role-play is largely inspired by the Waterfire Saga written by Jennifer Donnelly. Expressively I'll be crediting a glossary of the slang and Mer-terminology she uses in the series. The Sea Glossary mentioned in the back of her book for creative language people can choosing use—but I cannot take credit for the extensive work the author has put in.
  
  Some of the ideals a based off the novel—including the fact that the Merpeople were born from the destruction of Atlantis.
  
  My own work has gone into orchestrating the plot around the new world opening to this generation of Merpeople—the story would most likely take place maybe forty years since the destruction, and the tribes/clans of royal Mer would be established. Thus allowing room for international water-alliances, and the growing of potential conflict in those that had bad blood between the people.
  
  This time frame will also allow the characters in the present story to have learnt a little about their magical background.​

Original Code By: @Lillian Gray
Edit By: Me
Plot By: Me
Inspired By: Jennifer Donnelly's Waterfire Saga Books

 

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Sybil Waverly

Born into a rather average family, Sybil was always driven by a crazy amount of ambition her father had. It led her to moving towards his own goals rather than her own at a young age. In time she rose through her average bottom dweller rank into the sight of the Imerpal Court.

Situatating herself with a nice title and the prospects of a good marriage, Sybil only found herself being the right-hand for the realm's princess. The responsiblities are endless and for something that keeps her father's influences and agression towards her positon at bay. Although her position is hardwork, its the work that soothes her from the harder times and helps keep her grounded.

In the time of Princess Eshima's charge, the once cold and reserved, and largely hard working mer found herself safely coming out of her shell a bit. Feeling a little more comfort away from her father, so she had the freedom of being the better person she was meant to be. However, his effects still remained firmly cemented in Waverly's mind.

Thus, in moments to herself, she often finds herself thinking over the thoughts that troubled her most and things she couldn't really disclose about her father's plans. Because they hint treson.

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Code by Adrian

 

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Lorelei Opalite

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Code by Adrian

 

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Artic Icicles Royal Family
Princess of Artic Ocean | Engaged to Neptune Ronan | Friend of Arkadious Whitefin

About

Name: Lorelei of Artic Icicles
Given Name: Lorelei Opalite

Race: Arctic Mermaid
Age: 17 (Soon to be 18)
Allegiance: People of the Arctic, Soon by Marriage; People of the Sundarata Kingdom, Under Alliance with the other Mer Kingdoms & Humans (Terragoggs) rumoured.

Appearance:
Lorelei's appearance speaks true to her heritage, and the colder waters she's from. Due to her family's chase for purity, they've fallen into a line of albinism, and in some cases madness. She's considered rather beautiful by many in her kingdom—skin whiter that the fresher seas foam, and hair that almost has a silver hue to it when the sun hit it.

Her tail is the shape of something the Capelin fish, located in her ocean currents. Scales though are of a cleaner almost polished pearl-white. That linger from her tail discretely up her body—to her breasts. Lightly covering her more feminine perk, and curve. Lorelei is rather small for her age in build, giving a look that she might have stunted growth due to the stranger customs her family has.

The attires that she normally wears are more lightly to be of sea silk, in the lighter shades to compliment her almost unnatural paleness. This normally ranges from; shades of ivory, pearl tones and softer shades of blue or purple. Crowns or ornaments she wears in her hair, are often by a more modest style. Largely her collection of ornaments are pearls, polished shells, ornate coral or starfish styled pins.

Upon her engagement became official, she has been forced to wear things that make her a little more appealing in appearance—and womanly as some would say. Although she'd a rather modest merl. The Arctic Icicles have her wearing gowns closer to her future husband's kingdom to give off a good impression.

Personality:
The princess of the Opalite is considered, "A People's Princess due to her larger involvement with the people of her kingdom in stark contrast to her father and brother's minimal efforts. She can see that they'd be nothing is it weren't for the people that loyally followed them. Between her royal duties in front of the people of her kingdom she's considered to be quite a good leader, an inspirational speaker to her people allowing them to progress and move forward on their own as people—while under the discipline and governance of the royal family.

Although, when she's in the presence of her father the King, and brother the current Crowned Prince. It's described that Lorelei becomes quite the meek young merl, frightened of angering them due to their quick and dangerous tempers—among other things. There has been recorded times where the princess has been injured by her brother and father after people started speaking words of treason: they wished that Lorelei was next in line for the throne.

Away from the kingdom she finds herself open and a little freer—longing for the freedom her subjects had.

She's a lover not a fighter and doesn't believe in the need for war that so many other mer contain within them. Kindness is her natural temperament as well her natural spoken leadership. It led her to become loved much easier than her older brother and father.

Lorelei has also a very high sense of responsibility since from a young age she'd be trained to become the perfect bride for her intended, Prince Neptune Ronan. In some instances, she's impossibly hard on herself because she never feels like she'd be good enough for a powerful prince.

Princess Lorelei is also very conflicted by the rumours of her family working closely with humans to gain more of the ocean's power. Sadly, the rumours don't really surprise her thanks to her brother's craving for power.

History:
Lorelei Opalite was born on the start of the Winter solace—the youngest daughter of the Arctic Icicles' King, Magnus. His second queen's first and only child, since she died shortly after the birth of the small princess due to complications. Records have always rumoured that the queen was murdered for giving the King a daughter—in his quest to have sons; since princesses aren't worth much in the Arctic Ocean noble court.

To be rid of his daughter in the most fitting manner—King Magnus betrothed the infant Princess to the Crowned Prince of the Sundarata Kingdom, Neptune Ronan. Originally, Lorelei's father wished to send her to the Kingdom to be raised by the family she was to marry into—solely to save him the effort or raising the "perfect bride". Instead, he actively neglected his youngest offspring, so she learnt how to fend for herself at a young age.

Upon the drawing closeness to her eighteenth birthday and the appointed age that she would wed, Princess Lorelei Opalite, and her guard/best friend Arkadious Whitefin travelled to New Atlantis… Where they were to speak of peace with other royals and their peace conference—and meet her future husband whom she was to wed some weeks afterward.

Original Code By: @Lillian Gray
Character & Edits By: Me

 

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Arkadious Whitefin
Nineteen | Male | Guard of Princess Lorelei Opalite

General Appearance Abilities History

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  Name:
  Arkadious Whitefin
  Nickname:
  Ark, Whitefin & Adious
  Birth:
  31st March
  Family:
  Mother - Muriel Whitefin
  Species:
  Merman
  Languages Spoken:
  Capable of speaking all dialects of Mermish, and sea creature tongue. Arkadious is called a Omnivoxa- a mermaid that can naturally speak all languages the ocean has in its currents.
  
  
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  Description:
  AS SEEN IN PICTURE
  Hair:
  Blue-Black
  Eyes:
  Pale Turquoise
  Identifying Features:
  Deep blue scales, talons and hair. so dark at times he blends into the water around him during the night, an asset in his guard duties.
  Height:
  8 foot
  Weight:
  Unknown
  Personality:
  Arkadious is a loyal mer dedicating himself to his friends and his last remaining family member (Mother) as well as his duty to protect. Although he is serious when it comes to his job he's become more lenient with his charge given she's his best friend and wouldn't let it be any other way.
  
  Ever since he discovered he was able to speak to every living creature his desire to eat fish or meat of any kind had vanished completely, at time's the sight of other's eating it will physically nauseate him. When free of work and able to be himself Arkadious is a playful mer with a fun sense of humour and the occasional bit of sarcasm added in.
  
  
  
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  Equipment:
  A spear granted to Arkadious by his childhood friend Princess Lorelei Opalite. It was designed to work on a lighter weight though still be effective, due to the princess knowing that Arkadious's strengths weren't in the heavier weapons but the lighter ones. In turn, it was manufactured by a skilled smith and became the signature weapon to protect the Princess in her travels.
  

  

  
  Magic:
  Arkadious has an almost non-existent level of magic, and even though he tried to train with the little abilities he had as a young mer. It was proven useless.
  Skills:
  
  Affiliates:
  
  
  
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  History:
  Arkadious was born in the open oceans between cities when his mother and father were travelling between cities for his fathers work. Ark the adviser of the king of Atrtic Icicle. Before the end of the trip however his father perished in an accident, or so he was told by his mother as he grew older, the heartbroken mer woman wasn't able to tell him much without chocking up and breaking down, after finding out what he did, Arkadious vowed never to bring it up with her again.
  
  After returning to Arctic icicle's to their home the rare ability Arkadious possessed became a known thing when the young mer child gave a distressed cry upon hearing the frightened screams of a small pod of fish heading for the kitchen. Upon discovering this the king decided to keep the child around to strengthen his abilities and use him as a translator. A roll his father once also held.
  
  This of course allowed the young mer to spend more time with the princess of Arctic Icicles allowing them to become good friend's. As time passed Arkadious was eventually put into the role as a guard in training as well as a translator, still remaining in the early stages of his guard studies his main task is to protect the princess, who gifted him a weapon he is beginning to excel at. Not only that but he also learned to use the wildlife around him, calling them to assist in a fight. (His usually accused of cheating when he does this)
  
  Though most of the time he'll be found with some form of fish like companion at his side, often enjoying their company over that of other mers.
  
  
  

Original Code By: @Lillian Gray
Edits By: Me
Character By: @Ghostly Boo

 

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~Prologue~
It all starts with a ripple

Everything in the waters start with a ripple, and this story is no different. By the oceans currents, many mer-royalty have been summoned from the deepest trenches and furthest waters. The purpose to unify against their common enemy: the Terragoggs or humans as they are called. Beings that the mer-kind were originally descended from upon the Doom of Atlantis.​

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Since the terrible events, it's been fifty years.​

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Their newest threats amongst all the kingdoms could very much be their own kind, with rumours turning to some royal families that crave more power siding with humans. The Arctic Icicles a royal family from the Arctic Ocean are currently the rumoured danger to the Mer world. Although these rumours bringing light to the surface, the Kingdoms have still all sent their royalty to make peace, this is from their heirs, second princes or princess and under the eyes of the New Atlantis empress a treaty and a formal alliance is to be drawn up.​

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But, the roars of formidable tides promises to disturb that.​

Original Code By: @Lillian Gray
Role-Play: Mysteries of the Deep
Story By: Me

 

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Osuna​

Osuna found the waters oddly still that day, the currents accepting the open arrivals of other royal families once more. All had returned to the empire where everyone originally came from—after Atlantis's doom. The reason for their return was the mutual issue of the Terragoggs capturing merpeople for their amusement, or personal profit. It had been rumoured for years now that Mer scales were worth a small fortune to whichever Terragogg caught them.

In the Market Place of New Atlantis, started the processions of one of the first arriving noble families. The Crowned Prince of Sundarata, Neptune Ronan— hailing from the Indian Ocean. Others that were to follow were from vast depths and colder currents. But all had the one purpose— alliance and marriage to some after the business was done.

From her place, Osuna held her Terragogg sale items in her arms, awkwardly noting the proceedings. All were extremely beautiful and rich looking— it was something different from the sight of New Atlantis. Everyone looked regal, even if they weren't of nobility and just a mere maid. Listening on through the loud crowds, she heard merls gush and coo over the foreigners— more notably wishing they could lay their eyes on the prince. Others gossiped about the scandal surrounding the prince's intended.

Princess Lorelei Opalite of Arctic Icicles had many rumours surfacing about her bloodline being traitors, and thus many believed she must be so. It saddened the merl listening to others that were jealous of another speak so harshly. Stories weren't all the nicest about the other members of the Icicles royal family, but nothing was ever spoken ill by their princess. It showed low pettiness that Osuna didn't want to be a part of.

So, with her final observations towards the group, she swam off through growing crowds. "It's terrible that they'd speak so badly about one they have no idea of." Osuna scoffed in utter disgust. Heading off towards the edge of the city in order to get back home, rather than be stuck in the city come the arrival of many others.

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Location: Market Place, New Atlantis.
Mentions: Prince Neptune Ronan @Kyatto & Princess Lorelei Opalite (Me)
Hex: #6E97AD

Code by: @Lillian Gray
Character By: Me

 

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Princess Lorelei Opalite​

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Location: Market Place, New Atlantis ➻ Royal Palace of New Atlantis
Mentions:
Hex: #88788B

Code by: @Lillian Gray
Character By: Me

 

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WIP

 

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Dracul Sargon

"Snake King"

RACE:

Merman - Snake Hybrid (Fresh Waters Origins).

AGE:

Thirty-Three Years Old

ALLIGNACE:

Dracul's alliance is strongly held to himself, and the people that believe in his ideals of power. Frankly, people who follow his leadership willingly, and believe that he'd be better than the present beings in power.

RANK:

An Outsider- Forigener that isn't known and really cared about.

BACKGROUND INFORMATION:

{WHERE, WHO, WHAT, WHEN}

PERSONALITY:

Controlling: Dracul has always thrived on controlling any and all situations are no matter how minor or insignificant. Going so far as to gain complete control over his emotions to the point where he can fake any emotion of any form.
Sadistic: Enjoys inflicting pain and suffering upon other's even going so far as to inflict it on them himself.
Ambitious:
Selfish:
Cruel:

LIKES:

➻ Power
➻ Control
➻ Snakes
➻ Fresh water
➻ Live prey

DISLIKES:

➻ Royalty
➻ Superiority
➻ Stupidity
➻ Human's (Would happily use them)
➻ Being powerless

CRIMINAL OPERATIONS & IDEALS:

TBA

Code belongs to @Spectre of the Fade

 

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Dracul Sargon

"Snake King"

RACE:

Merman - Snake Hybrid (Fresh Waters Origins).

AGE:

Thirty-Three Years Old

ALLIGNACE:

Dracul's alliance is strongly held to himself, and the people that believe in his ideals of power. Frankly, people who follow his leadership willingly, and believe that he'd be better than the present beings in power.

RANK:

An Outsider- Forigener that isn't known and really cared about.

BACKGROUND INFORMATION:

{WHERE, WHO, WHAT, WHEN}

PERSONALITY:

Controlling: Dracul has always thrived on controlling any and all situations are no matter how minor or insignificant. Going so far as to gain complete control over his emotions to the point where he can fake any emotion of any form.
Sadistic: Enjoys inflicting pain and suffering upon other's even going so far as to inflict it on them himself.
Ambitious:
Selfish:
Cruel:
Lier:

LIKES:

➻ Power
➻ Control
➻ Snakes
➻ Fresh water
➻ Live prey

DISLIKES:

➻ Royalty
➻ Superiority
➻ Stupidity
➻ Human's (Would happily use them)
➻ Being powerless

CRIMINAL OPERATIONS & IDEALS:

TBA

Code belongs to @Spectre of the Fade

 

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Sybil Waverly​

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Location: Royal Palace of New Atlantis, Library
Mentions: Princess Eshima
Hex: #008080

 

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Fleur Dominika Apolline Esmee Durfort
Illegitimate Daughter of Earl Alexander Durfort | People's Princess of Tarm | Lover of All

About

Birth Name;
Fluer Dominika Apolline Esmee, Durfort

Known As;
Little Fluer
Earl Durfort's Bastard
Sweet Lady Durfort
People's Princess of Tarm
Earl Durfort's Favourite
Beloved sister
Caged Song Bird
Durfort Manor's Ghost
Mistress of Earl Durfort - Merely from a rumour made by people that have no knowledge of who she actually is.

Date of Birth;
14th Feburary

Age;
Eighteen

Place of Birth;
Durfort, Communes of Tarn Department, Occitanie region of France.

Ethnicity;
French Nobility

Gender;
Female

Nobility Status;
Lady (Lower status than her half siblings due to the nature of her birth).

Occupation;
Nil, often her days are spent locked away in her bedchambers.

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Born out of wedlock between two lovers that adorable one another, Fleur was named by her mother before passing away the day after the child was born. Much to the disgust of her biological father's wife, Countess Fantine Durfort, he kept the baby girl and raised her. The only allowance for this was- that the illegitimate child wouldn't be accepted at social events nor when guests arrived. Thus, for a long period of time, she was locked away in her room, much to the disgusted of her eldest half-brother that took it into his heart to become a friend to the lovely yet lonely girl.

Blossoming into a fine woman of class, who was educated by the finest of tutors to keep her busy while the guests and matters of business were discussed. Taking to the finer arts of writing stories for her nieces and nephews, and other children around the mansion. Dressed in an old and outdated fashion that made it clear she was regarded quite lowly. Though through her artistic abilities Fleur found herself making beautiful and expressive headpieces from old fabric, and beads. Often putting pieces that were left to her by her later mother into the headpieces.

With the years passing swiftly, rumours danced around the court of nobility about whom she must be. Some merely believing that the Earl desired a young beauty in his old age. Some others dared to recall a distant cousin of the royal family's wife baring a bastard to the Earl before dying in complications. No one ever dared investigate either claim though. Nor did anyone have the time with the second prince soon to be travelling the lands of France to find himself a suitable bride, someone of character and charm that would live in the royal court.

Lady Fleur has since found herself locked up more often than not since her step-mother has been inviting guests to measure the still unmarried daughters in gowns fit for a princess. Though her father and eldest brother have made such efforts to let her out as long and she's hidden under a cloak. Her attire merely old was enough to make her look a woman of lower nobility and no one of the same class as her sisters.

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Original Code By: @Lillian Gray
Character & Edits By: Me

 

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Lauren + Henry

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The Reunion

Original Code By: @Spectre of the Fade

 

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Brighton Waters

"a doe kissed by fire."

general

BIRTH NAME
Brighton Pearl Waters

RIGHTFUL NAME
Brighton Pearl Baratheon || Although her status of being bastard born is recognised by many in her late father's court and kingdom. She and her following illegitimately born siblings hold more of a position than the now seated, Boy King.

AGE
18

HOUSE
House Baratheon of Storm's End

SIGIL
A crowned black stag rampant on a gold field

SEAT
Storm's End

appearance

OVERALL
Living life in Flea Bottom led to mal-nourishment for some sums of her life, and even when food was somewhat plentiful-- Brighton remained to have the Whent lankiness. She has a natural level of flexibility that makes it easier in climbing and jumping from buildings if needed. Well structured face and a surprising level of care led to her due to one of her father's councilmen paying special attention to her.

HAIR
Bright auburn with not a straight hair in sight, everything has a natural and attractive wave to it. In some lightings, it happens to look a much fuller shade of red.

EYES
Brighton's eyes are the traditional trademark blue of the house Baratheon, as inherited from her late father; King Robert Baratheon. Described to be rather doe-shaped allowing the young maiden to seem more innocent in appearance.

HEIGHT
5'2

WEIGHT
88 lbs

FACECLAIM
Deborah Ann Woll

personality

KEY TRAITS
loyal || trusting || emotional || survivor || hot-tempered || passionately driven || has a sense of what is right from wrong || mild-romantic || selfless || witty || honest

LIKES
does || songs || ale || a breath of freedom || exploring || her brothers and sisters || weapons || learning new things || animals || a sense of family || a place to call home || bow and arrow || small hidden daggers

DISLIKES
most lannisters || politics || betrayal || liars || the boy king || discrimination || rapists || the iron throne || little finger

background

FAMILY
》Robert Baratheon (father); the late king of the seven kingdoms, followed by her lawful brother: Joffrey Baratheon
》Unnamed Woman from House Whent (mother); distantly related to Catelyn Stark's late mother, and furthermore the blood of a noblewoman.
》Various bastards sired by Robert Baratheon; Gendry and Bara (to name a few).


HISTORY
Born in the Red Keep to a former lady in waiting to the Queen Cersei. Brighton Waters was very quickly cast out into Flea Bottom to survive with her sickly mother whom didn't live long. Such issues of royal bastards were at the time in the control of Jon Arryn. He handed the little doe over to another who bore a son to the King out-of-wedlock; his name was Gendry Waters. Together they were raised as brother and sister- as they should be.

When the boy's mother died, they were both still too young to remember. So, a bunch of whores took them in, and secretly hid them in the cold nights or fed them scraps. Awful that the girl learn tools of trickery and theft to survive between being fed by the whores, but it seemed the only way to survive in Flea Bottom. Although, professions seemed to come a little easier when the half-siblings got to the right age; Gendry (blacksmithing) and Brighton (singer). Indeed, both jobs had them fed and clothed leaving little else for them but the bare surviving needs.

Strangely, just before the King's Hand died; Jon Arryn. He visited the pair and asked them both questions, and the next things they knew was that he was soon dead. Next; Ned Stark came. Timing sparing his arrest, he soon understood what had the other hand so very interested in the pair; like so many others. In the man's final days, he managed to get word to Brighton through Lords Varys to see that she and her brother left King's Landing. At this meeting, the final written documentation from the "traitorous" Lord Eddard Stark was handed to the girl.

Brighton began her journey alone, because before she could even reach her brother; Gendry was sold to the Night's Watch.

Since then the girl has been running long and hard. Trying to avoid bandits, thefts or any trace of Lannister soldiers. Living off the land itself; Brighton managed to get closer and closer to the battlefield of which Robb Stark and Jamie Lannister fought. Amiss the battles end, she happened to get caught in one of the net line traps. Since was believed one of the prostitutes taken to battle, it left her in a risky situation with the Northerner Army, who now worshipped a King in the North once more.

"Ours is the Fury."

A code I used in a pm rp; with a former partner. Code matched theirs...

 

[Bubs]

Nellie Pearl Andersen

Murtagh's touch was exceedingly gentle when wiping away the blood from her nose. She had noticed how thick the blood really was. Her breath was shaky— slowly finding itself back to a state that was the young woman's. Nellie leant into Murtagh's touch—wholeheartedly embracing his affection. "I'm alright, Murtagh." The time-traveller told her lover with a soft and sweet tone. "I wasn't hurt, no. What about you?" She asked him with a twinge of concern striking her.

The magic surprisingly didn't hold a negative effect on her. Nellie Andersen looked healthier than she had done in days—despite the bloodied nose. It was a good sign; and not even the ways of nausea from the bairn changed that. They didn't even seem to bother her any longer.

"Hmmm, even my star sign says I'm a stubborn one. Capricorn's flaws are their stubbornness." She teased her lover, smiling sweetly at his remark about not giving up on her. "I'm glad to hear it— that you won't give up." Nellie said in a loving manner, reaching up touching his rough cheek. Embracing the contact with the man she loved so wholeheartedly. Staring up into his chocolate orbs she so hoped their child would inherit them; because they truly were a comfort. So very warm, and easily made her calm in a moments notice.

At word of their son's safety Nellie let out a sigh of relief, clutching Murtagh's shirt to haste the shaking in her hands. "Thank God, I don't know what I would have done if anything had happened to him..." She admitted in a softness, her brows pulled into a tight frown. Concern very clearly drawn across her face until he touched her once more. His warm hand melting away her anxieties— Lachlan was safe, Murtagh was safe, and their unborn child was safe.

Watching Murtagh as he explained his feelings Nellie gave a little nod. She didn't faulter in that moment of understanding needed. She knew her own fears of her own abilities were profound; but he was someone watching from another pair of eyes; his feelings were important too. He didn't know the risks to her safety, their child's or himself. The fear was understandable in the sense of him never being exposed to magic before.

When Murtagh's gaze fell on her neck she subconsciously rubbed the tender and red skin. Groaning a little. "He caught me off guard. I'm glad you didn't strangle me when I told you the truth— or my neck would have been broken. Not that I think you'd ever do such a thing." She pointed out bluntly, gently squeezing Murtagh's hand reassuringly. Walking back to camp with a much calmer state in mind thanks to her lovers company.​

William "Willie" Mackenzie

Willie watched the interactions with certain sense of surprise. Family features that has seemed to survive the tests of time. It included one of the more beautiful and rare qualities Alana had; and that was her eyes. He noted the stubborn will of the family before him, and noticed the traits were so common to him. Either the Mackenzie had rubbed off on this family— or it was the fac that they were soldiers. Even Mistress Andersen had been to battle, which was a fact that entirely shocked him.

Oliver curtly nodded with the thanks from the woman, his lack of verbal communication a strong effect from the war. It changed them all. But the people around them would never know. Oliver's scars weren't only physical but they were mental too. Scolding images still plagued his night—of the shit and rot smelling fields in France.

"I wasn't frightened him, can't yer see his smile?" Oliver asked watching the boy carefully, a rare smile tugging on the man's cheeks. "Your ma used to be like you, a little troublemaker of sorts. Happy to fight for whatever she thought right, and her decision wouldn't at all change." Ollie recalled a younger Nellie Pearl with a fondness, she was not at all the woman she was now. Jaded and cold— not scared to rob one of their life.

Upon Murtagh's return to camp with Nellie in company, William awaited his fate from the old man. So sure that a beating lay in wait for him. He stood for a moment watching Nellie walk over to his lass, would refused to acknowledge him and his very existence. Nellie's body language showed she worried, that she worried about Alana and her son. Lightly touching their cheeks, before Willie was sent back by a flying fist. Rubbing his jaw he looked at Murtagh. The man's eyes filled with anger.
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credit @Spectre of the Fade

 

[Bubs]

shy but witty

name lavender cyrus 'cy' evans
age seventeen
sexuality pansexual

background born two a poorer couple, lavender evans very quickly became a grafting onto a different family tree. in the matters of perfect 'charity' her adoptive parents took her in at the age of three. but, lavender was never the perfect child for the family's image. she the shadow in their limelight, only recognised for awards won and family dinners that paints them all as the perfect family. at school she keeps a low profile behind, and doesn't get involved with the party crowd at school.

extra she's an a grade english, history and geography.
extra enjoys spending her spare time writing fanfiction.
extra crude and morbid sense of humour.

moody and damaged

name carlo 'cj' james
age seventeen
sexuality bisexual

background carlo was born with a golden pacifier in his mouth. never learnt what the word 'no' meant. he has a neglectful father and mother; although they spend great sums of money to keep him spoilt and out of their lavish lifestyle. he's made his friend group family; and to keep them from leaving him by allowing them to us him for his wealth. sometimes carl lets his insecurities get the better of him and he doesn't really know who's his real friend and not. to dull his thoughts and fill his void, he's turned to alcohol and drugs.

extra he's surprisingly artistic, but doesn't show it to people.
extra on the baseball team to try get some attention from his dad a prime player in his day.
extra an infamous street artist that uses modern art in the form of graffiti to pass his time on night he's not partying.

Code from role-play partner @hyacinthus for our rp thread x

 

[Bubs]

sarcastic and artistic

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ice prince with a thawed heart

Code for my lovely partner @DDarko

 

[Bubs]

NAME + PRONUNCIATION
➵ Cyrus
➵ S-i-rus
NICKNAME
➵ Slave & Girl || Cyrus is known by these verses. Being a slave concieved under her master's ownership. It remains that she's to take her mother's slave status, however, if she were a boy she would have been noticed for the master lacked male heirs. It's rare for people to call her by anything other than her status, or gender.

DATE OF BIRTH
➵ Born in the driest of Summer.
AGE
➵ TwentY
GENDER
➵ Female
SEXUALITY
➵ Her whole life she was told that she fit the role of pleasing a man. Thus, Cyrus never questioned herself on her role. Slave or no.
OCCUPATION
➵ Slave - Cyrus has been owned by the noble family in town since her birth. She and her mother were separated when she was a child because her mother's beauty began to lack. The master no longer taking pleasure in her presence. Keeping the pretty-faced daughter instead.
PHYSCIAL INFORMATION

HAIR
➵ Cyrus's hair is smooth to touch and falls to her mid-back with an alluring amount of curl. It's a copper brown, that holds an auburn glow to it. Inherited from her biological father, it's often left down and roaming down her shoulders. Although, when in the kitchens is tugged into messy servant do, that is pulled off her shoulders into a teased bun.
Unlike other children of her father, they favour his wife's black hair. Leaving the slave girl to be the only child to inherit his locks.
EYES
➵ Cyrus has a light sky blue pair of eyes, that look almost as the glittering oceans in the distance from her town.
HEIGHT
➵ 5'5"ft
WEIGHT
➵ Under the healthy weight for her height, due to poor eating.
SKIN
➵Presently, her skin is sunkissed as well has a few little freckles here or there.
FACE
➵ Rus's facial features are quite sculpted. Unlike her half-sisters who have quite plump faces, and rounded faces. She has a lovely angular face but considered quite soft. Considered to have a rather regal appearance if the grime and grub are scrubbed away from her flesh.
BODY
➵ Cyrus is slim in build, with very little muscle due to not being able to eat enough to maintain her body to build it. However, her size does allow for speed and the girl can run, climb and dance with an air of grace. She's considered to have an hour-glass figure.
DRESS
➵ Cyrus normally only wears a linen gown simple in design. It's a cream or greyish colouring and has a small leather belt around her middle. There have been many occasions where she's been beaten with in the past. It's over two shoulders, and almost like a sack had three holes cut in it, and it floor length. Often, she wears a simple scandal but enjoys being barefooted.
SCARS
➵ She has a few scars along her back, and legs from beatings from not following orders.

BACKGROUND INFORMATION
Born a slave to her mother, sired after her mother's master grew appealed by the then young woman. The child born of such relations was never considered by her biological father, however, she's considerably more beautiful than the rest of his daughters. Strongly resembling the man that refuses to acknowledge her as his spawn. It proved to make her life a lot harder when it came to dealing with her half-siblings and their mother.

Cyrus grew up in the shadow of a family that worshipped Apollo and are larger supporter of the local temple. Her duties include bringing the daily offering. It has been her role since a child. To travel with the family every morning to prayer and offerings, donations and blessings from the priests. She's never had time for romance and works hard to survive until the next day.

 

[Bubs]

PAISLEY GENESIS MORNINGTON

BASICS​

NAME + PRONUNCIATION
➻Paisley Genesis Mornington
➻ PAIS-ley//JEH-neh-sus//MAW-ning-tuhn

NICKNAME/S
➻ Pazel || Gene || Mornington || Paze || Lee || Ley ||

DATE OF BIRTH
➻ 23rd November 1993

AGE
➻ Twenty-Six

ZODIAC
➻ Sagittarius

GENDER
➻ Female (she/her)

SEXUALITY
➻ Pansexual, Paisley is a loving person that loves people for who they are. Looking passed the body and sexual/gender identity. She strongly believes in loving the person within.

BIRTHPLACE
➻ Edinburgh, Scotland

ACCENT
➻ Her accent is a nice blend of Celt, due to her parents having a mix of the accents.

ETHNICITY
➻ Scots || 50%
➻ Irish || 50%

NATIONALITY
➻ UK Citizen by Birth

EDUCATION
➻ Paisley attended a modest public school, then gained a scholarship into University of New England as an international student. She went forward and finished her Doctorate in Philosophy.

OCCUPATION
➻ A working Archaeologist that has history in working in various historical societies; as a paid employee as well, a volunteer to enrich herself with bettering knowledge in the field.

PHYSICAL INFORMATION​

HAIR
➻ Paisley's hair is a wild red, thick, and falls into a set of natural curls. Due to the nature of her hair, it's normally tugged away from her face and into updos. However, on the rare occasion, her hair is left down and her fringe is swept into the length.

EYES
➻ Stunning blue, considerably doe-eyed.

HEIGHT
➻ 5'7"ft (171cm)

WEIGHT
➻ 119lbs (54kg)

SKIN
➻ A flawless shade of ivory, with no seen imperfections. Not even a sign of freckles.

FACE
➻ A rounded face that seems to have a nice amount of symmetry. Her cheeks have a gauntly appearance because of their higher setting. As well, leaving her to have a few stress lines beneath above her mouth, angular to her nostrils.

BODY
➻ Paisley is considered a tall average, with a lean body. She has a nice setting of natural curve, that she appreciates. Her body isn't really regarded as muscular though there's a health amount of toning.

DRESS
➻ Most of the time, Paisley finds herself in comfortable blouse and slacks. Her work is rather hands on and she has adapted to that lifestyle. Thus, she's adopted the style she wears at work as something very similar to daily life. There's a rare occasion where she's seen in lovely finery. Which is mostly when it comes to special functions and dates.

TATTOOS
➻ None

PIERCINGS
➻ Both earlobes

SCARS
➻ A few scars from her childhood when she had chicken pox on is in the middle of her back and the other at the back of her skull. Paisley also has one from a key-hole surgery that was done on her abdomen.

HEALTH AILMENTS
➻ Sensitive Skin
➻ Mild Asthma
➻ Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome

FACE CLAIM
➻ Paisley's face claim is Eleanor Tomlinson, who's best known for her role as Demelza Poldark on POLDARK and various other roles including in The White Queen.

PERSONAL INFORMATION​

PERSONALITY
➻ When described the first thought comes to mind the awkward, shyness that hides the intellect she holds within. Paisley often needs to be introduced to people with her building anxiousness makes it very hard to communicate with people.

However, when her interest is peaked on a subject matter, its as if she blossoms into an entirely different person. Enjoying various subjects of history, the developmental stages of the human mind and many other topics. Which express she would have investigated a field of people developments and social science if it weren't for her nerves.

Paisley is a kind-hearted young woman that enjoys helping people and engaging with young minds. Children are much easier to talk to in her mind. Her sister's children are the little minds she loves to engage as well teach about the field she's passionate about. An excellent advice giver and listener. When people are lost, or in need of some guidance Paisley has often been known to try and help at such times.

HOBBIES
➻ Reading || Listening to Music || Playing Piano || Singing in the Shower || Playing Cards and Games

HABITS
➻ Laughs when feeling awkward and nervous || Looks towards friend when confused by a conversation || Nibbles on her lip and bites nails

TALENTS
➻ Singing || Dancing || Discoveries with Large Teams || Memorizing Things

FEARS
➻ Public Speaking || Loneliness || People Thinking Ill of Her || Loss || Never Being Good Enough

MENTAL AILMENTS
➻ Struggles with Depression || Anxiety || High Stress || Thoughts of Body Image

BACKGROUND INFORMATION​

PETS
➻ A Pembroke Corgi named Willow.

EXTRA INFORMATION
➻ Fluently spoken in; English, Gaelic (Scots & Irish), Latin, Arabic, German, French, Spanish, and other languages she's picked up while on the job and study.

Code by @Spectre of the Fade