Les Bijoux Noirs- (Black Jewels series based RP; Interest Check)

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Name: Flynne Avianclaire

Age: 1,500 years (20)

Gender: Female

Race: Hayllian

Appearance: Refrence Flynne (anime),Flynne (model) Flynne is the ideal example of a post-Taint Hyallian noblewoman. Although rather petite for her size, Flynne is quite broad and muscled, her father's influence. He always believed in working for what you owned. It was with that same mentality he taught his only daughter how to sword fight and other activities suited to gentleman. When her mother would finally get fed up with 'noble versus the bandit' , Flynne was dressed in the best of fashions- long elegant gowns and lady pantsuits that fit her midnight green hair and signature gold eyes.

Home: Hayll(formerly); Little Terreille (current)

Birthright Jewel: Sapphire

Offering Jewel: Ebon-Grey

Caste: Queen (disguises herself as normal Witch)

Sexual Orientation: Curious; Has yet to go through her Virgin Night

Sexual On's: Flynne likes to be kissed, she just had her first one decades ago. While not entirely prudish, Flynne is unsure of what she likes...
Sexual Off's: ...Except anything to do with bathroom play, dismemberment, vore, and any other really hard limits.

Bio: Flynne is the only child to the Marquise and Marquess of Avianclaire, a small holding lying in Hyall's renewed splendor. She has spent most of her long lived childhood in their care, learning the gentlemen arts from her father, and the ladies from her mother. Flynne was glad for the lessons from both of her parents, while her opinions made people at Court uneasy, it had also made her an outrageous person of interest. Unfortunately her happy life came to an end on the account of equipment failure. while riding the darker Winds back from Kaeleer, her parents were met with an unfortunate accident, their carriage was destroyed and they were hurled off into the Darkness. Foul play was suspected but it could not be proved, not yet. Flynne has vowed to find out the truth of her parents death and seek revenge in any way possible.

It was then she heard abut Bliss parties and her parent's possible inclusion within their ranks. Over time, Flynne would come to learn that her perfect life was not all it seemed to be.

Or the lengths she would go to get her revenge.

Misc. Info:
-Flynne likes to wear a gentleman's sword when out and about. Her mother did not allow that nonsense when she forced her into a dress.
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Name: Hunter Galloway

Age: Two Thousand (Looks to be in his thirties or forties)

Gender: Male

Race: Dena Nehelean

Home: Terreille – Dena Nehele – Grayhaven

Birthright Jewel: Green

Offering Jewel: Red

Caste: Warlord Prince

Sexual Orientation: Bisexual

Sexual On's: Rough, BDSM, pain, cutting, the usual that comes from a warrior and a Warlord Prince. Does not mind having vanilla sex either. As usual it depends on the partner that he is with.
Sexual Off's: Bathroom play

Bio: As a member of the Gray Lady's Court, he knows of the ruse that Lia kept up to pretend she is her grandmother. As the years went by, he rose through the ranks until he became a member of her court. He spends a lot of time away from her territory though, taking up works that make use of his skills and that is his way to protect the Court. With the new reach that Bliss has started to spread, as has the Taint, he's become a body guard to those that want protect by someone that is strong as a Warlord Prince. This also gives him a chance to try to learn more about the parties and everything that is involved, letting him send messages back to the Gray Lady's Court with what he learns during those times that he's a guard. At other times he doesn't mind filling the role of a sexual partner either for those that want to feel the roughness that comes with the violent temperament that comes with the power of a Warlord Prince.

Misc. Info: He's skilled in using dual blades at the same time.

Kimmy

It's been too long since I've read Anne's works... But I really would like to try applying. You'll have to forgive my mistakes - I'll read some of her works tomorrow perhaps. But let me throw some thoughts down & see what strikes you within my darkness.

Application thoughts

Kindred borne. That's the name they used. The name for the family with a twisted past & a lost present. The story says their great grandmother had been one of dark twisted tastes. So twisted that she went far beyond the twisted affairs within the dark parties - that she even took Kindred to her bed. And this was all people cared to remember when their mother stood lost among the present. Her home had been long broken - political might and incestual desire burning all within. His mother's mind wandered sometimes. Sometimes she was there for him. Sometimes she was their broken toy, mewling to their every whim. Sometimes she was lost, touching upon a land so distant it couldn't be real. It was surprising it took her so long to finally fell pregnant - of course, without any man to lay claim for it. And that's when the name resurfaced. A kindred borne child... Perhaps that's what sparked the madness within? He never could piece his mother's shattered mind back together...

Broken by fire & politics, she had to wait. Wait for strength. Wait for age. Age enough for her son to be strong. Strong enough to live with her... to live without her. Their family was a living shame - ruined by Janelle's magics. A shame 'adopted' by their cousins. And now they too bore all the dark twistings of their fore-bearers. Rape... Abuse... Domination... Child were shattered before they learned to play. Fatherless girls molded by dark twisted hands into playthings & puppets. And young boys burned and scarred before they ever understood pain.

His mother wore her madness well. She stepped from moment to moment, holding herself to her children. Whatever she lost herself too, he was fed & cleansed. Perhaps as a means to hold back the filth of their household? Perhaps that's where her mad thought fell. She fed him until he was strong enough to cope. Strong enough to survive. With- or without her. Then and only then, did she cast her web - throwing herself to the winds. Somewhere in her madness she had found a path. A path from Kaleer to a distant place, where dreams were touched & children could live as children. Alone... but free. Alive or dead, they would be free...

I grew up in that quiet place. My dreams were the one time I wasn't alone. Mother's madness had almost claimed her now. She spoke sometimes. Most a rambling madness of shattering webs - but sometimes she'd speak of something important. But the thing I remembered the most were the names. The names of the creatures that held her before the silence came. Before the weavers touched her dreams and let her know she could stop. The names that needed to be shattered beyond all else. The names that made the webs quiver with red desire. Those were the names I remembered.

Those - and one other. A young name. A sweet name. A soft name. A name never spoken. A child's name. A girl's name. A name his mother never spoke of. But one that touched upon his dreams. A sweet light hidden among the filth. Untouched but tormented! She too was a 'kindred child'. She too was the unwanted child. But not being desired, she was broken in a different way. Trained. Tamed. Constrained. Like one might a pet. Dressed to be the kindred her father supposedly was, she lived the shattered life of one with nothing - no name. No desire. No goal. Just emptiness and the ever eternal hope of being forgotten. She was the one light remaining in that home. And one that he wasn't going to abandon.

That name too he remembered. That name too he was take. He would shatter every name from that house. None would be left living to remember them. And then he would give that one a new name. A true name. And maybe, just maybe, the webs would let him arrive in time to find her mind still hidden within the webs of their madness...

The Boy
A Kaleer boy. A child raised within an incest filled home, without a father to lay him claim. A child whose shattered mother stole away into the night - clinging to some fragile path hidden within the webs. Landing them close to the Arachaenians... So that the dream weavers might give her boy hope where none else lay. He grew up in isolation, relying on maddened mother & his dreams to offer company. To some, he is a dangerous young man. His purpose in life is two fold - to shatter the household that once bore his family - and to rescue whatever innocence that can still be found there. There shall be none left living to remember the names...
As angry & dangerous as he might be, his rage is nothing compared to the twisted desire to tear that home down - brick by brick, grain by grain. None would escape. Nothing would be left. And so, just like the isolation he was raised within, he will wait before he acts. Though his mindscape would tell his desires far too well... to any foolish enough to look.

For his caste, I'd like to try for a Black Widow trained male with strong jewels. I've no idea what you require, but I'd like to try for a Prince- perhaps even a Warlord Prince? I'm just not sure if you'd even consider this concept... I know how rare & isolated the Arachaenian's can be. To consider someone who lived near them... perhaps even learned off them... Well... It's a long shot. But it's the idea that formed within my mind so I just had to try.

The Girl

The one innocent of the family. Born fatherless, she was dubbed 'kindred borne'. But her father wasn't from within the family. Her light golden hair & soft features were pretty to many - but to her family, she was fortunate to be unloved & undesired. So instead they tamed her into becoming their 'kindred'. They would strip her bare or dress her up as some animal - and treat her as such. Soon the game became habit & now she only needs to remember which animal they desired today. Should she disobey... They are cruel - but still punish her as one might an animal. Still as her mind retreated - she found a place of solace. A quiet land where almost no one walks. A place she could reach when she dreamed sometimes. There was a boy there. And sometimes she could feel the eyes. Eyes of others that didn't wish to be seen. But mostly she saw the boy. She watched him in wonder. He was strange. He had a woman with him. But her eyes were broken. Her mind fell about her. But if she lent in close, sometimes she could curl up beside the boy whilst he slept... And she felt peace.

She is a child bound in bondage & petplay. Born after the boy left, she is the flower he might save. Her appearance suggests a father of a different place - perhaps even a different race? Sexually unmolested, she can't stay safe forever. She has little self worth & almost no understanding of ownership. But her jewels cast her so far - perhaps she might one day become something far more. But only if the boy is quick enough... or else she will become the next shattered mother lost to that house.
Her jewels should have definite potential - though I would consider them to be quite pale - perhaps somewhat translucent, whatever their color. She definitely won't have her adult jewel yet. She should be about 16, slender & slight. The age where she will start to be noticed. And possibly some sort of heir - if you wanted to throw that into the mix?

This idea is welcome to suggestions & changes. I'm mostly going off memory at the moment - but we'll see how you react & go from there. I can always write another concept.
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@ Kuje, can't wait to see the completed sheet!

I also revamped the c/s a bit so the image should fit properly to the c/s instead of looking a mess :P

Quote from: Kimmy on August 09, 2014, 01:24:17 PM
It's been too long since I've read Anne's works... But I really would like to try applying. You'll have to forgive my mistakes - I'll read some of her works tomorrow perhaps. But let me throw some thoughts down & see what strikes you within my darkness.

This idea is welcome to suggestions & changes. I'm mostly going off memory at the moment - but we'll see how you react & go from there. I can always write another concept.
@Kimmy: That.... gave me shivers!

And even more plot bunnies! Would this family be renowned within in the Bliss scene? How many other families are involved with these parties? Is there a 'Light' Inner Circle to counteract the Darkness and pervert all it stands for? Who can save the common folk from the suffering that makes the Taint pale in comparison?

All very good things to consider.

The characters. I am in love with the both of them! The boy sounds just as dangerous one would expect from a Warlord Prince. One who has trained with the Arachaenians? Even more so! I want to see what ou do with him.

The girl, she breaks my little heart! I guess for all sakes and purposes of keeping true to the world, she can start being noticed at 16. I would feel a little more comfortable with 18 but this is based off of Miss Bishop's world, so I will allow the 16 year old.
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@Midori Sadi:  I uh... You said yes? ... Really? Excuse me for a moment...

Midori said yes! I gave her shivers! Ohhh! There shall be singing and dancing and ever so much darkness...

Ahem... I can happily make her 18. I was just worried that she would more than likely be noticed long before then & that was a loophole that might be problematic. But honestly, now that I have had a moment to consider, 18 is quite workable. If that helps, then that's just fine.

As for the family, that is the area I have to push into your court & ask for help. I can imagine that aspect will not only be totally out of my control (or will it?) but also probably falling into the range of someone else's story- if they want it. I would truly love some assistance putting them together - this is the hole in my dark sprinkled donut. Tomorrow I'll read through some of the books and what everyone else is writing as well, to see what webs I can weave for them.

I'm about to do that miraculous thing involving lots of Z's, falling sideways & soft scale pillow impacts... But I'll work on a sheet or two tomorrow. I want to attend to the matter now - but I know I'm dangerously uncoordinated in my thoughts when I'm tired. But tomorrow I might even be able to find some names - but names are just so important within this setting... I can't just pluck a name out of a hat. It needs to hold something a little more... potent? If you have any inspiration in that regard, please do share!

*spins* I gave the GM shivers! And plot bunnies... I hope you have lots of carrots! Because I can't wait to do it again! *grins* Night night now!
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Alrighty then I look forward to talking with you more tomorrow then! By then I should have pulled my mind out of the puddle of goop it has fallen in long enough and write up a proper plot synopsis that can incorporate each character's backstory as well as the direction of the plot itself. I know how the name thing goes! It took me forever to give my character, Flynne a name! For a while she was just known as  ??? which was adorable to me. :P

You sure did! Shivers and many carrots to feed these bunnies. God damn it, now they are going to orgy in my head and make even more plot bunny babies! I blame you Kimmy! Thank you lots! :P In the most awesome way possible.
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Quote from: Midori Sadi on August 09, 2014, 02:03:14 PM
@ Kuje, can't wait to see the completed sheet!

I also revamped the c/s a bit so the image should fit properly to the c/s instead of looking a mess :P

Grins, that's why I threw his pic up first since having it in the sheet itself made the text go all over the place. :) But I'll redo the sheet with the changes. I'm not sure what more to add either but maybe some ideas will hit me once that revised plot and stuff is worked out.

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Quote from: Kuje on August 09, 2014, 03:29:58 PM
Grins, that's why I threw his pic up first since having it in the sheet itself made the text go all over the place. :) But I'll redo the sheet with the changes. I'm not sure what more to add either but maybe some ideas will hit me once that revised plot and stuff is worked out.

Awesome, just keep in mind some of the questions I was asking in a previous post. Also take a look at the premise again and give it a read again. Maybe your character worked as an Escort for one of the Bliss members? Or is he a part of the inner circle himself? Maybe he is on the opposite side trying to take it down? Some things to consider.
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-flops in to wait for more information-

Helena will be posted when I get off work... Eventually.

"Yesterday was the easy day."
Ideas (Open) /What Floats My Boat\ Absences

Kimmy

A curious question - if Daemon Sadi died of a broken heart, would he allow himself to become demon dead? The only thought that seems to suit is it's out of duty to his father/his father's realm? Since dreams made flesh cannot become demon dead Janelle could never join him...?

It doesn't impact my character in anyway - just a point of curiosity that has me wondering.

Now to think about a race & a suitable mentor for plotting revenge...
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Quote from: Kimmy on August 10, 2014, 12:20:12 AM
A curious question - if Daemon Sadi died of a broken heart, would he allow himself to become demon dead? The only thought that seems to suit is it's out of duty to his father/his father's realm? Since dreams made flesh cannot become demon dead Janelle could never join him...?

It doesn't impact my character in anyway - just a point of curiosity that has me wondering.

Now to think about a race & a suitable mentor for plotting revenge...

Wait... no he would not. In fact, I think I will change who rules Hell now in Satean and Daemon's stead.

There are still a few SaDiablo roaming around...
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My housemate suggests a Yaslana perhaps. :P *tries not to come up with reasons to depose the ruler of hell twice in one day*

*whistles*
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Quote from: Kimmy on August 10, 2014, 02:02:29 AM
My housemate suggests a Yaslana perhaps. :P *tries not to come up with reasons to depose the ruler of hell twice in one day*

*whistles*

Funny... I was thinking along those lines as well...

And would not be a bad idea after all!
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I have a few odd questions - mostly stuff that's *not covered* within the books. Or least, not that I've managed to find.

Is there a word for currency? Even just a vague type - like coinage or notes or similar?

Do Tigrelan's have tails? And what are their eyes like? Any thoughts on their appearance would be appreciated. Fur?

I'm almost finished writing the pair up. If I gave you what I wrote over the weekend, I'd die of embarrassment... So I'm taking a little more time to make sure the tone is clear & the style is ... persuasive.
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Quote from: Kimmy on August 16, 2014, 05:29:12 AM
I have a few odd questions - mostly stuff that's *not covered* within the books. Or least, not that I've managed to find.

Is there a word for currency? Even just a vague type - like coinage or notes or similar?

Do Tigrelan's have tails? And what are their eyes like? Any thoughts on their appearance would be appreciated. Fur?

I'm almost finished writing the pair up. If I gave you what I wrote over the weekend, I'd die of embarrassment... So I'm taking a little more time to make sure the tone is clear & the style is ... persuasive.

Hurray, I am still awake and thus able to answer your questions... I hope!  :-[

Hmm, y'know... I think Miss Bishop went as simple as calling them 'notes' and passes between realms 'chits' or something or the other. I am fine with just calling it coin.

Yes, Tigrelan's do have tails! Their eyes are not unlike a domestic kitty's... they are also covered in fur and can come in many patterns, though spotted or striped seems to be the common variety, is what I am going to go for.

Realllly? >__> I-I want to see! I want to know!!!  :P
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I can't promise any shivers, but here's what I have so far. It took me a long while to realize your character sheet didn't have a personality section - so I was forever trying to use the bio section to explain the personality - making it read like a textbook and not an enjoyable piece of fiction. I really would love to know your thoughts & will do my best to work a more consistent style into it.

Leviath, the Boy

Name: Levaith Rachnen (Le-vy-th Rack-nen)
The names are drawn from Levithan & Arachne. They symbol the demon from the sea & spider or spider demon, amongst other meanings.

Age: 24

Gender: Male

Race: He is born of Dhemlan parents, his mother shattered and broken upon the spear of her own family.

Appearance: Levaith is tall, standing some 6'2". He bares dark hair that is kept slightly too long for the fashion. His skinned is a dark olive tone. He bares dark brown eyes flecked with silver. When he draws upon his craft, his eyes darken whilst the silvery lines glow. He keeps his nails long, painted in a soft gold color. And will refuse anyone who suggests he paint them otherwise. He dresses in fine black suits, preferring tails & waistcoats. Levaith doesn't shift nor fidget. He remains still, offering endless patience to those he waits upon. His movements are careful and considered. His demeanor is quiet and still. Though when he wants someone, he will make himself present within their focus, allowing them to draw themselves into his presence. He prefer's to patiently allow others to tire themselves before he acts, if he has the time.

Home: Kaleer would seem to be the location of choice- though my limited memory of the territories would draw me towards Little Terreille of Kaleer as his birthplace. He was raised within the territory of Arachna.

Birthright Jewel: Red.

Offering Jewel: Black.

Caste: Warlord Prince. Trained as a Black Widow by an Arachnian.

Sexual Orientation: Poly-sexual. His first desires were held towards an Arachnian, so really it's an open playing field.

Sexual On's: Golden hair is beauty like one might consider art. Sensual touch, physical proximity and contests of power are his choice of foreplay and desire. Ensnaring a love, stealing a kiss or sharing a passion, these are his acts of love. Gentleness has it's place - just as harsher, stronger displays where one is dominant. His preferred mate would indulge and provoke his predatory side, enjoying the sensual danger of it. But she won't forget the boy that lives within him, longing never to be alone, longing to be beside someone always.

Sexual Off's: Weakness, Destruction, Pointless Violence, Abuse... All things that might make his predatory side dangerously angry instead of dangerously playful.

Bio: His mother wore her madness well. Shattered, she had skittered the twisted kingdom as they fled their family home. She took him somewhere safe. Somewhere far. Somewhere alone. She cared for him - feeding him. Bathing him. But even that was a struggle. It wasn't long before he gathered the fruits and he warmed the waters, forcing her to eat. Reminding her to bath. Soon he raised himself, left alone besides his mother's ramblings. It was difficult - though when she spoke of family, he could make sense of it. She had been hurt by them, enough so that they occupied her thoughts often. Enough so that even the half spoken truths and broken futures of the twisted kingdom could be made into a sense. He learned their names and their tastes. Their crimes and their desires. Though often he wondered what it might be like to try such things - he knew so little. Did so little. He was so alone here...

Frustration turned outward, he threw his loneliness upon the winds. His red jewel surging. The webs carried his cry - and the threads answered. His wish to be together brought one. One solitary soul to him. She was a voice at first. Araneus. Sometimes man. Sometimes woman. Araneus came at night, when he drifted into sleep. She opened his dreams before him, giving her company. She showed him the world beyond the watery wall of his island home. She held the form of a woman usually - a small frame, skin glittering like gold with raven eyes and sharp teeth. Though sometimes she was a man - just as sometimes he wasn't. His dreams became her tangled webs. Places, people, sights and sounds - all opening up before him. For moments he could live another. Like a human. Instead of alone.

Araneus had purpose within his dreams. She taught him of people. Of animals. She taught him to hunt, ever so patiently. So carefully. His nights were often longer than the day. She described him unkindly - accurately, but unkindly. But for each displeasure she found within his young mind, she taught him something more. Molding him into the man he was growing into. Impulsiveness became patience. Loudness became subtle. Eagerness became desire. Loneliness became passion. A boy became a widow. Unlocking the webs and casting upon the winds.

Araneus knew of his family. Of his anger. Of his curiosity. She tempered his growing desire and hatred towards them by giving him passion and love. Their lessons became games. Her power became shared. Their nights became passionate. She taught him love. And to make love - as a man... As a woman... With men... and with women... She opened the doors within his young mind. Allowing him to blossoming into the prince she dreamed of. And he took to her elegance. Taming the physical form. Training desire into pleasure. Working craft into control. Tempering her elegance with his own fire.

Araneus knew Leviath could not remain as he was. Boy's must one day grow into men and live their dreams. Dreams must be made flesh, or never lived at all. So she gave him one final gift. A picture of a child. Thin, flat like a boy. But with hair golden and long like a woman's. Like Araneus's. The child wore the clouds for form - white snowy covering it's slender shape. Rays of sunlight stroked down each side. Tall eyes shone like purple starlight against the dark. And yet, despite all this beauty, inside was a lonely void. A numbing void pushed all feeling down too far to reach. Down in the places only spiders dare look. As he reached out towards that face, his hand became fire - burning the threads in the web. It was a slow destruction, the webs snapping and recoiling one by one, collapsing all around the child until that was all that remained. Then it was gone. His gift- and his price. Thankfully he knew her name. It was the name his family bore. It was a name he knew well... It was a name he wanted to burn ever so slowly...

A boy can wish upon the winds, but he cannot live within his dreams forever. Eventually we must make our dreams flesh.

Misc. Info: Leviath's nature is heavily influenced by his teacher. She is an Arachnian queen, hence her golden form. He learnt his life within a dream world - so now he has the much more difficult prospect of living it. Now he must truly be the patient predator, situating himself within the home of all he hungers for. Only then can he weave his webs and begin the slow fire to consume them all.

His sense of beauty is not quite human. Nor is the mind of his preferred mate. He doesn't limit himself like humans do. He was opened up to much greater thoughts that those.

When he works his craft, Leviath will normally wear and utilize his birthright red jewel. He withholds his black until it is required. Most won't even know he has the black. Though when he does, he will knot and blend his threads together - employing the human arts of bondage he has learnt to strengthen the webs he casts - just like the way a net can hold so much more than any single thread might.




Ravanna, the Girl

Name: Ravanna Adara or kindred born/kindred child.
Ravana holds the meaning: Sun child & Demon. Adara holds the meanings: Virgin, Beauty & Prince.

Age: 18

Gender: Female

Race: Ravanna is born from a Dhemlan mother & a Tigrelan father. She is mostly Tigrelan in shape but her mind is a mix of animal instincts & Dhemlan insecurities.

Parents: Her mother died within childbirth. Her father has no rights, and probably isn't aware he has a child. Her father is of a wanderer's disposition. She was raised by her cousins.

Appearance: Her skin is like white snow, furred all over. Pale gold sunlight stripes down her back, striping and coming to fine tips about her flanks. They also slash their way down her long slender tail, almost meeting at their tips. Strange slits of eyes shine like purple dusk in the evening light, beneath two twitching feline ears. Golden hair falls almost to her waist - taking long twists and framing her slender form. Her fur obscures much, but if examined one finds her skin tight and her form holds fine muscles beneath. She bears no fat - leaving her hips with more of a muscular curve. Though her chest is beginning to sprout, drawing some notice. A tight black band of leather traps her neck, sealed with her white birthright jewel. A bell tinkles lightly beneath it, dispelling the illusions of humanity & reminding all whom look that she was in fact a kindred born. Sometimes other bells are tied to her tail or body. Though she remains unpierced. Her clothing can range from almost nothing - her slight figure requiring little to be hidden under confining leather straps. Or it can be quite exotic - from flourishing costumes to fine ballgowns. It all depends upon her purpose for the evening. Sometime she even is dressed as other forms of kindred - though she finds the unicorn to be the most difficult to wear. Especially during a race.
Ravanna has no claws, though her teeth are rather sharp. She could live for a few hundred to a few thousand years.

Home: Raised by her cousins, within one of the more 'exotic' bliss houses of Little Terreille. She rarely leaves the house, so knows of little else.

Birthright Jewel: One uncut White Opal. Enviable, remarkable in potential and yet unremarkable in strength.

Offering Jewel: Unknown - her strength to plunge into the depths has yet to be seen.

Caste: As Caste is determined when your born, I'm at a loss. I was hoping this was something that could be determined later, when her personality was settled. My first thought was that of a Prince - which also isn't appropriate. Perhaps a healer? I'm just not sure. Maybe just a witch? Influence and suggestions would be most welcome here.

Sexual Orientation: Bisexual. Personality & scent will hold more attraction than flesh.

Sexual On's: Raised within a bliss house, she finds interest and disgust in both the gentler passions & darker, more painful passions. Animalistic passion, strength & power are all turn ons. As will sexual freedom. Bondage isn't ruled out - especially since Ravanna is used to most restrictive clothing. But the right for bondage would need to be earned. Though, events may alter her disposition to be more submissive - or to actively engage others so they can fight for dominance, before finishing one another within the bedroom.

Sexual Off's: Sexual brutality, torture & anything messy. Physical & psychic scents could replace arousal with aggression or revulsion. They could also enhance her desire.

Bio: Kindred born. A Dehlam child born to a strange inhuman Tigrelan father. Ravanna's birth was dangerous. Her mother burnt her jewels to protect the child. Leaving Ravanna with a name. Just a name, alone. Ravanna was given to her family - who blamed her monstrous shape for taking her mother. They feared the girl, but could not relinquish her. Her name was valuable. Heir to fortune. So they twisted the child into their perverted bliss household. She became the kindred child. Kindred born, a monster pet whom they tamed. And trained. Collared and commanded. Broke and bent.

Ravanna grew up amid the dogs in the kennels. Her birthright jewel sealed the collar about her neck. She learnt to fight for her dinner - growling and hissing, biting their ears with her sharp teeth. She also learnt to perform under the hands of her family. They hung her mother's death about her, using it to trap her into their schemes. She became their circus animal for the stage. She learnt to crawl and walk, climb and claw, mewl and sing, dance and prance, race and debase herself. All for the adoring desires of the crowd. They dressed her in costumes - sometimes human, sometimes inhuman. Though the hardest to wear was the unicorn suit. But even that, she mastered for them. For all she wanted was to earn their forgiveness... Their love.

Ravanna was alone. Her company either came with the harshness of the whips as she was trained. The adoration of the crowds who loved her tricks, washed her within their psychic desires & exultation. The dogs fought her for food and status - and yet, at night they would curl up together for warmth, like family. And then, then she was alone. Either forgotten or left to practice her tricks. But alone. The family would leave the house - but never took her with them. And an emptiness grew within her. A lonely void that she was desperate to fill. She was even jealous of the ones they made scream... To be so wanted... so desired that they must be broken over and over... Ravanna wasn't worthy of even that. She had taken her mother from them... and could never be forgiven...

Sometimes Ravanna wondered what would happen if she left herself fall into that void - where her emotions couldn't reach... Maybe then, then the pain would stop.

Misc. Info: Ravanna's inner strength has been holding out against everything. The first few people to influence her from the outside, they will shape her. Mold her. They might give her love. Perhaps meaning. Perhaps they will finally tame her into something she longs for. Or perhaps, they will help her find some claws.
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I really really extremely like both of your characters Kimmy! Hmm... maybe we can just caste Ravanna as a normal Witch? Hmm... maybe I should add the personality option to the c/s. I feel like Flynne is sorta incomplete without it as well.

So... I think it is time to get the ball rolling. I will start creating threads during the week. I would do it today but I am recovering from my boyfriend's BBQ party last night. Long story short it was a good night and I am currently hungover and require more rest.
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Kuje

Midori did you ever receive that PM I sent last week? Was just curious about if you had anything more to say about my revised ideas.

Also, no worries on the threads.

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Quote from: Kuje on August 17, 2014, 02:53:16 PM
Midori did you ever receive that PM I sent last week? Was just curious about if you had anything more to say about my revised ideas.

Also, no worries on the threads.

I probably had.. let me check and see what I can do about answering your questions.
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For your use:

OOC Discussion

and

Character Database

Have been added. For those who have not turned in sheets yet please use this space here to post c/s's before approval.
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@Midori: *Dances* You like them? You do? Really? *Spins* Ohhhh... I just... I'm too happy to think right now!

I think Ravanna being just a witch would be fine. I actually forgot you can just be a witch. ^_^' Is there anything more you need from me? I'm too giddy to think!
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For all those involved, a couple of things:

IC THREAD WILL BE POSTED SATURDAY/SUNDAY!

ALL THOSE SHOWING INTEREST NEED TO POST CHARACTER SHEETS HERE FOR APPROVAL BY SUNDAY.

THOSE WHOM ALREADY POSTED, PLEASE COPY/PASTE YOUR C/S INTO THE CHARACTER DATABASE.

INVITE YOUR FRIENDS! WE NEED MORE BLOOD!

...I think that is all!
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I have just gotten myself some headphones to listen to the books again. I am not sure what history and birthright jewel my character should have because I haven't finished the trilogies.

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Quote from: Starcry on August 20, 2014, 04:54:15 PM
I have just gotten myself some headphones to listen to the books again. I am not sure what history and birthright jewel my character should have because I haven't finished the trilogies.

Do you have a barebones for the character you would like to play? Remember this does take place after the trilogy. None of the subsequent 'after' novels are canon, mostly obsolete.
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