Hangman: A Changeling Roleplay [GAME ENDED]

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WELL IN THAT CASE, here's my first character! I wanted to make him accurate to the lore of the Kitsune, so I threw some extra details in there and something about him also feeding off of lifeforce. I'm not sure I understand the politics and the exact limitations, so if there is anything wrong in here, let me know and I'll fix it up

"Arty," Lord Inglefell


Race: Fae [Kitsune]

Extra Race-based Powers:
- I Can Be Whatever You Want Me To Be~: As a Kitsune, Arty has access to a powerful innate ability to change his shape at will. He can change his shape to any canine-related animal - mythical or otherwise - and any humanoid creature he desires. He can, if he wishes, "mix and match" features, or alter parts of his body individually. Since this is not an "incantational" ability - rather a physical quirk of the Kitsune subspecies - it is usually not detectable by most standard anti-glamour defences.

- Burn Baby Burn: Kitsune, as a general rule, are not fond of the cold. As such, elemental abilities regarding ice or air are unusually weak within the Kitsune subspecies. That being said, however, Arty's fire and lightning-based abilities are exceptionally powerful in comparison.

- I Can Be Your Fantasy Or Your Nightmare: As a Kitsune, Arty is able to enter a lucid dream whenever he so desires, and can freely wander in and out of the dreams of others regardless of where they happen to be at the time (most of the time; exceptionally strong magical barriers or mental wards will be able to repel him). Sometimes, he is able to manipulate or twist them in subtle ways.

- I Reject Your Reality And Substitute My Own: As with most Kitsune, Arty is exceptionally adept at using his Glamour to weave extensive and complex illusions in a matter of moments. If the target is unaware that he is creating such an illusion, it is often nigh-on impossible to discern it from reality. Whereas many peoples illusions are based on only one or two senses at a time, a Kitsune's illusion is designed to fool every sense that the target has. Whilst not perfect - everybody makes mistakes, and some peoples willpower is such that they can resist such manipulation - Kitsunes illusions are amongst the best there are.

- Gimme Gimme More~: As a Kitsune, Arty feeds on lifeforce from other creatures to survive. Whilst Arty still needs food and sleep, he requires lifeforce from other living creatures to supplement his existence. He requires less food than other Fae, but must find semi-willing or ignorant creatures to siphon energy from. This could be simply basking in the revelry of a lively party, or it could be feeding off of the lust and passion from an eager partner or two. The only stipulation is that they must be feeling a good degree of passion or happiness or satisfaction in order to feed off of the excess "good buzz," as it were. Feeding aids him in recharging his Glamour faster, but if Arty goes too long without feeding in this nature, his Glamour will begin to gradually and consistently deplete over time as it struggles to maintain Arty's natural Kitsune abilities. If he has not fed in long enough, he loses the ability to change his shape, becoming trapped in whatever form he was in at the time until he feeds again.

Freedom: Free
Group: Unseelie Court
Status in Group: Nobleman
Hangman?: No
Sexual Orientation: Pansexual
Smut Desires: Any Genders, Possible Slavery, Heavy Smut!
Position: Bratty Sexual Sub, occasional Switch.
Face Claim: Elle Alexandria.
O/O's: Touch Me Here, Daddy~

Appearance:

Perhaps the most striking feature Arty has going for him is the fact that, despite being a male and identifying as a male, he looks indistinguishable on a superficial level to a female (by design, of course). He doesn't have any immediately visible scars or tattoos, but does enjoy wearing various pieces of sparkly jewellery that – he thinks – accentuate his best features. He also tends to employ his shapeshifting and makeup-applying abilities to disguise the more permanent scars from his history; he has a pair of jagged scars beneath his pectorals, a crescent-moon shaped scar on his lower back and a series of small, circular burn marks on the inside of his left thigh. Though he has attempted to heal these in the past, whatever they were made with resists all kinds of Glamour-fuelled healing, and they tend to persist across his various forms. Thankfully, he is skilled enough in illusions and makeup to disguise them most of the time.

In his natural form, Arty stands at a paltry 5' (152.4cm) tall and weighs a mere 45kg, with a willowy, slender build that is more akin to a supermodel than an athletic exemplar; he is not muscular or particularly physically strong, though he has been known to be able to put on a sudden burst of speed when sprinting if necessary. He has long, waist-length flame-red hair that spills over a gracefully curved, smooth face with meticulously taken care of skin and a pair of plush, soft faint pink lips. A pair of large red fox ears sprout from the top of his head - though he can remove them via his shapeshifting if he so desires - along with a pair of large, thick, bushy tails sprouting from his posterior. His eyes are a dazzlingly bright emerald green, and are almost always pulled into a mischievous, flirtatious smile. Despite his short height, he has deceptively long, slender legs and a well-shaped, firm and toned bubble-butt, but obviously has nothing in the chest department since – obviously – he is not actually female and has no desire to be consciously referred to as such (unless he decides to take the form of a female for the day, for whatever reason). He tends to favour more feminine clothing options and actively enjoys wearing things like high heels, even if they do have a tendency of hurting his feet after a long day.


Personality:

At heart, Arty is a kindhearted, gentle soul who is more concerned with having fun and living his free-wheeling, debauched lifestyle than actually amassing any degree of power or influence. For Arty, enjoying the many pleasures of the flesh is the only reward worth having in life, and oftentimes ends up in the most debased and hedonistic situations imaginable thanks to his insatiable need for gratification. He has a mischievous streak and will often be found pulling pranks and tricks, or employing manipulation and bribery to get what he wants. Though he doesn't intend any malice with his antics, things can sometimes get out of hand regardless. Despite accepting that the world is not a nice place and that sometimes more aggressive methods are sometimes necessary, absolutely abhors resorting to aggression, intimidation or outright violence to solve his problems; he would much rather employ trickery or diplomacy to avoid trouble, and is more likely to attempt to flee from an aggressor and - if that fails - submit rather than fight. Despite his nature as a Kitsune - and the fact that even those he calls "Master" or "Daddy" or "Mistress" in the bedroom will soon find that he's disappeared from their lives when he grows bored - he is surprisingly loyal to the people he cares about. When he makes friends, he makes them for life, remaining unfailingly devoted to their wellbeing, come what may.


History Overview:

Arty's father, Brandon, was - in a word - powerhungry. Whilst most Kitsune delight in trickery and mischief - and have a great talent for it, to boot - Brandon was always of the opinion that their subspecies of Fae should be more important. Being a Lord of The Unseelie Court - and an influential one, at that - was not enough; he needed his family to have dominion over the Court. The Unseelie Court was all about following your passions and your desires, and Brandons truest love was power. It didn't matter what that power was or where he held it, or even if he used it, just having it was enough. The more he gathered, the more he craved. The more he craved, the more vicious he became in its acquisition. Bribery, blackmail, espionage, sabotage...all of it was fair game to Brandon, and he used it with brutal efficacy. He took his family from a minor noble house in the back end of nowhere to a major player within the Unseelie Court with a reputation for skullduggery and the mastery of the shadows. He was also unusual when it came to Kitsune in that he was more than happy to get his claws dirty; whenever violence reared its head, Brandon was often the first - and last - to draw blood, seeming to thrill in the ecstasy of warfare and bloodletting. It was just another kind of power, after all, and Brandon wanted all of it. And the only thing he wanted more than power? Was a son to share it with as heir to the Inglefell line. So when Arty's mother announced that she was pregnant...Brandon was ecstatic.

Unfortunately, "Artorius" was not what his father had envisaged in a son.

Brandon was very much of the opinion that Might Made Right. He was the stereotypical manly man, large and powerful and accomplished in the Combat Arts, with a selfish, ruthless streak dedicated to getting what he wanted, when he wanted it. In Brandon's head, his son was going to be a continuation of the firm, iron will that dated back through the generations. His mother was more concerned with making certain her son was happy and free to follow his own heart, but she was far too scared of Brandon to do so openly. Brandon attempted to teach his son the proper disciples for the Heir of Inglefell – that is, Combat Glamour, Espionage and Assassination, Political Theory and Fae History, Warfare and Strategy – but almost none of it stuck. It might have been his mothers soothing influence, it might have been unconscious rebellion, or it might just have been that that was not who Artorius was, but as he grew up, it became ever more apparent that he was not like his father in any way, shape or form, and his tastes always leaned far too much towards the “Feminine” for his father. Barely a day went by when Artorius was not being verbally abused by his father, denigrated and emasculated and insulted for not being “worthy” of carrying the Inglefell name.

The day his father caught 10-year-old Artorius frowning over a sewing kit was the day the abuse escalated to the physical.

For the next thirty years, Artorius endured daily physical abuse at the hands of his father, barely a word passing without a backhanded clip to the head, or a rough throw to the ground, or a kick to the stomach as he curled up to try to protect himself. His father had always had a temper, but now that he could see that his son was far more feminine than even he had suspected, there was nothing holding him back. What made it worse was that his son didn't seem to care about power and influence. He was flighty, flicking from one passion to the next, more interested in satisfying his own momentary whims than gathering authority and influence, which enraged him still further. If his son wasn't going to share in that lust for power, then he was just another person to exercise that power over. Abuse was just a different kind of manifestation of control, after all, and Brandon had always gotten off on crushing the people beneath him under his heel. Of course, Arty's mother Elleanor was another part of the problem with how she coddled Arty, so Brandon cowed her, too, into increased submission with escalating violence towards her.

But it did not help. As Artorius grew older, he began to find himself. Singing, dancing, sewing, music and art, little acts of mischief and trickery...they all brought him happiness during the dark days of abuse, even escalating into him realising just how much he loved wearing womens clothing, how good he felt about himself in a sea of darkness and self loathing when he looked in the mirror and saw how pretty he looked. Yes, he could shapeshift into whoever he wanted, but...seeing his natural form, the person he was without illusion looking so beautiful and elegant...it was freeing. Even shapeshifters want to be themselves sometimes, and what he wanted to be was a boy who just so happened to be beautiful rather than rugged. Cute rather than handsome. Dainty and soft rather than hard and rippling. Was that so wrong? According to Brandon...yes. He didn't like that. Artorius was unlucky enough that his father soon found out about his predilection for feminine fashion – having walked in on Artorius trying on a new dress that his mother had bought him – and proceeded to beat him more savagely than he ever had before, putting Artorius in real danger of actual death.

Elleanor attempted to intervene, of course, and a struggle broke out. Nobody is entirely certain what happened, but there was an explosion of flame that overtook the halls of their manor, washing through the passageways and bedrooms and kitchens, scorching everything in its path. When it cleared, and servants and soldiers risked investigating...all they found was the crumpled form of Arty, sobbing and hiding in the corner of a singed cupboard, and no sign of Elleanor or Brandon. The obvious conclusion was drawn; Elleanor stood up to Brandon, Brandon attempted to cow her into submission and the resultant clash of Glamour killed them both and left Arty huddled where he'd crawled to hide. Arty later corroborated this story, but any attempts to gather any kind of further details were promptly rebuffed. Shortly afterwards, the Manor was sealed off and abandoned, left to keep its secrets, presumably because Arty could not handle revisiting the memories held within its walls. But the guards placed nearby occasionally report hearing the distant echoes of voices from inside the manor, eery gusts of wind that whistle through the windows and sound like screams of terror and despair.

This was about a century and a half ago. At 180 years old, Arty is still considered young for his age, but he has made a name for himself in the Unseelie Court; whilst just as skilled at shapeshifting and manipulation as his father when he wants to be, he seems to very rarely employ those skills for anything other than simply protecting his family and his dependants. He is considered unusually adept at diplomacy and relations, and can often be found throwing the wildest and most debauched parties imaginable. When he isn't taking care of business as Lord Inglefell, you can usually find him partying and drinking, often surrounded by a good deal of attractive Fae looking to see if the rumours about his nightly escapades are true...and oftentimes, they find that...yes. Yes they are.

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You can call him a him, don't worry! He identifies as male. He just likes to look pretty

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You can call him a him, don't worry! He identifies as male. He just likes to look pretty

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Tadashi/Saga


Race: Fae
Extra Race-based Powers: Angel: Tadashi is often called The Angel. He has the ability to grant 'miracles', small things that shouldn't be able to happen. Always good though however small they may be, never any consequences. When he does bright white wings made of feathers shine from his back. 

Demon: Saga is The Demon. One can never predict when the creature will make itself known. Nothing good comes from this creature of the darkness and he enjoys the misery he creates. Chaos follows where Saga goes. 

Freedom: Slave Owned by the State
Group: Kingdom of the Sun
Status in Group: Slave
Hangman?: Yes: Sentenced the exile by Seelie court.
Sexual Orientation: Tadashi is demi. Saga is pan.
Smut Desires: I'm open to whatever happens to work.
Position: Tadashi: Sub, romantic bottom. Saga: Dom, will not bottom unless forced.
Face Claim: Tadashi: Nobuchika Ginoza (Psycho-Pass) Saga: Azazel (Shingeki No Bahamut)
O/O's: ONS AND OFFS

Apparent age: Last 20's-early 30's
Actual age: 112



History
Born as the old child to a prominent family, there was much hope put into him. His mother miscarried two other times and they worried this would be the third. After Tadashi was born, they didn't try again. He was a bright child and quickly learned his place in the world. Not that he was spoiled or of a noble family, bu he had his place and had to keep up appearances. Luckily he was always happy to do so. Well behaved and learned quickly. He made friends easily, people adored him and Tadashi loved being around people.

He would always help those in need. At only about 30, Tadashi discovered he could grant small favors. Simple things like food and water, the basic things one might need could appear. Tadashi would learn it wasn't that he simply made it appear but the he took the materials needed from near by. The basic building blocks of life easily turned into basic needs. He enjoyed helping the poor or those in need. Nothing brought him more joy then to be around those that needed his help. It brought pride to his family.

Up until his first ascensions, all was well. Once his hit 100 was when everything changed for the worst. His alternate form made itself known and Tadashi had no control over over it's appearance. Chaos soon followed. This creature had no pure intentions as he caused destruction and even death. Once blood was on his hands there was no excuse. Shame was quickly brought on to his family. One lay dead, three others greatly hurt. This was a crime they couldn't over look.

The fact Tadashi didn't remember and had no control over this, they couldn't take the chance in keeping him in the court. The trail was quick. He was sentenced to exile, leaving his family to deal with the destruction caused and disowned. But it didn't just end there for him to have a chance a revenge. It was rumored that it was the great elders that called for a bounty hunter. A fae caught a fine price. As soon as Tadashi was sentenced and forced beyond the veil, people were waiting for him.

It only took moments for a collar to be strapped on, as Tadashi didn't give much of a fight. His will had been crushed. If his capture helped these people, so be it. Little did he know that collar was created for him with help of the court. It would inhibit his ability to change forms and keep his masters safe. Tadashi was made a slave of the state until he would be sold. Though training would be needed first to make sure he wouldn't cause harm to the public.

Brought to The Kingdom of The Sun, he was tossed into a brothel. It was somewhere he could be trained, make money for the state, and be out of the public eye. It was there he met Crow. Tadashi was kind though he had little will. Making a friend did help with that so Tadashi was glad to have someone who wasn't cruel. That didn't last very long either. The collar won't last forever and when Saga gets free, someone will pay for his pent up rage.


Personality
As a child, Tadashi was bright and social. He loved being around people and helping whoever he could. Since the appearance of Saga, he's become meek and scared. He's been kicked from his home, can't control this other side of himself and has blood on his hands. He still help those he can with gifts but he won't go in large crowds in fear of the moment he losses control. He fears his own power as well and never wants to ascend again.

Saga is nothing but cruel. He will cause chaos when free, desires blood. Anyone in his path is a target. When he gets free once again he never intends to let Tadashi take control again.


Relationships

Crow - Friend

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SABEEN COHEN


Race: Changeling
Extra Race-based Powers: Able to turn into a lightning hound; when in this form, is able to control lightning and imbue physical attacks with electrical power. They can also completely hide their electric powers and disguise themselves as a wolf or a large dog.
Freedom: Free
Group: Kingdom of the Sun
Status in Group: Mercenary; Child of High Lord Donovan Cohen
Hangman?: Yes: Covenant with Teine Am Prionnsa
Sexual Orientation: Pansexual
Smut Desires: Sabeen views sex with annoyance, considering libido as a burdensome hunger that must be sated. Sabeen also has a relatively high sex drive, making sex something they frequently seek out. This basically means that if Sabeen ever encounters your character, I'd be happy to work something out with you.
Position: Sabeen's position can best be described as "demanding switch"- whether they're on the top or the bottom, Sabeen is wanting it fast and rough and hard. They have little patience for foreplay and teasing. Fluffy, romantic sex is not their style. That said, in consensual scenes, they are an equitable partner and will ensure that their partner is also satisfied.
Physical Description: Sabeen stands at 5"7 and has a lithe musculature. They are bow-legged and are olive-skinned, with platinum blond hair cut into an androgynous pixie bob. They have a button nose and dark brown eyes that are slightly upturned at the outer edges, and share the same strong jawline and prominent cheekbones as their father. They are flat-chested, having removed their breasts via magic worked through the covenant they created with Teine, but have opted to retain their vagina. Overall, Sabeen has a very adrogynous appearance.
O/O's: Click


As a child, Sabeen was... unnerving, to say the least. They never got along well with other children and preferred to play by themselves, toying with and inevitably killing many pet rabbits and mice. Daddy Donny 's unoccupied slaves were oftentimes enlisted to "play horsey," a game in which the unfortunate slave had to crawl around on all fours with Sabeen on their back, eat raw oats and drink water from bowls on the floor, and make braying noises, among many other humiliating things. Given the number of dissected wildlife and homemade diagrams of animal anatomy Sabeen was found with, many hoped that they would decide to become a doctor for animals or people. Sabeen spurned this idea, bluntly suggesting that "the weak can go crawl in a hole and die." Instead, Sabeen trained and became a mercenary, following money wherever it could be found. Sabeen doesn't take on jobs that actively undermines their father's work, but otherwise has few restrictions on the types of jobs they will take on. Assassinations, capturing runaway slaves, enslaving others, and making a good ol' bloody mess on the battlefield- Sabeen's done it all. Even though they have enough of their own funds to be able to afford vacations, Sabeen seems to take little time off from work, constantly keeping busy and hating to be idle.

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Kronos, "Father Time"


Race: Fae [Titan]

Extra Race-based Powers:

- Now Is No Time At All: Being the former Lord of the Titans and the God of Time, Kronos is able to manipulate and alter the flow of time around him and others. This includes being able to freeze, decelerate and accelerate time in localised areas to achieve whatever ends he desires. He is also able to rapidly age or de-age individuals or objects with a mere thought. If persuaded in the right way, he can also freeze the passage of time on an individuals body and grant them effective immortality for however long his favour lasts.

- Time Reveals All: Whilst affected by his own personal timeline, Kronos is somewhat immune to the ordinary progression of time. Kronos is able to travel backwards and forwards between different periods of Fae and Human history, though he is limited to merely being an observer; his body must still obey the laws of causality, so it's more of an astral projection to observe what occurred rather than getting directly involved. However, he is able to travel freely along his own timeline. Whilst he normally doesn't, he can step forwards or backwards across his personal timeline, seeming to wink out of existence as he travels backwards or forwards to point that he has been or will be. If pushed, he may be able to grant this boon to others, too.

- Time Is A Construct: Kronos is able to place himself, others and small-to-large areas under an odd effect he calls "Time Displacement." What this means is that he can alter a subjects personal timeline to place them about one or two seconds out of step with the rest of the world, placing them permanently in the observers future by dilating and freezing that moment from the perspective of other individuals. This makes the subject functionally invisible and intangible to other beings unless they, too, are placed out of step to the same degree because technically, the aren't there yet...and never will be. Individuals placed out of step in this way, however, are still visible to Kronos; being the Master of Time, time-based shenanigans don't really work on him.

- Titanic Fury: As a Titan, Kronos holds within him a deep well of Glamour. Whilst this is normally used to manipulate the elements and exert his Time-based abilities, it can also be released in a more direct manner. He can utilise his Glamour to take the form of a large - some would say Titanic - creature of smoke and flame in order to do battle with similarly powered individuals.

Freedom: Free
Group: Seelie Court
Status in Group: High Elder, King
Hangman?: No
Sexual Orientation: Pansexual
Smut Desires: Any Genders, Possible Slavery, Heavy Smut!
Position: Dom.
Face Claim: David Gandy
O/O's: Kneel, Slave.

Appearance:

Kronos stands at about 6'4" tall, with a broad, muscular frame and well-toned muscles that, even were he not an exceptionally old and powerful Fae, would indicate a great deal of physical strength. He has worn many faces and many styles over the years, but his current form is one of a mature-looking human male with well-kept facial hair and short-ish dark hair. His eyes are dark brown, but if you spend too long looking at them, they tend to turn black and deep, endless as the Void with an undeniable weight to their gaze. Whilst the form itself appears to be roughly forty by human reckoning, one need only look at the seriousness and the weight of the years on his face to know that he is much, much older. He has a number of scars dotted around his body, but any attempt to query him over them will be met with largely stony silence. His visage is usually seen holding a stern, serious expression without much outward mirth, but that is not to say that he looks unfriendly; small flickers of amusement and pleasure have been known to make themselves known, he is simply...reserved in his expressions of satisfaction and approval. He is usually seen wearing an odd fashion choice known as a "Suit" that - he implies - will one day be popular with humankind.


Personality:

Time is ruthless. It is without bias, without mercy, without pause, without rest. It marches on regardless of what you say to try and stop it, and it will always - always - catch up with you. You can stall death. You can avoid injury. You can fend off disease. You can end conflict. The only universal constant is time, and Kronos embodies that relentless inevitability. He is, most of the time, stern and intense, uncompromising and ruthless when it comes to getting what he wants. He is implacable and determined, but at the same time...Time is impartial. It is the ultimate equaliser, in a lot of ways, and he treats all who come before him in largely the same way. Mortals and Fae alike are not truly equal, of course, and he will certainly differentiate his treatment between people, but he will do so based on their actions and their words rather than simply the circumstances of their birth. As severe and harsh as he can be, he is always fair, reasonable and evenhanded in his rule of his domain and his indirect command of the Seelie Court. He is content to leave well enough alone and remain in his own devices, but if the situation calls for it, he will bring his authority as the High Elder to bear. But just as time is relative, just as the perception of time is subjective - whether it drags or crawls, for example - he does have other sides to him. Time can be kind to people, allowing them to mature and develop and grow, just as much as it can destroy and erode. For as harsh and stern as he can be, he does have a quietly nurturing, encouraging side for the few he decides are worth the effort.


History Overview:

Kronos was first "Born" just over 5000 years ago, and was quickly viewed by primitive humans as a God for his abilities. Even as a youngster of only a couple of hundred years old, his abilities were far beyond anything that mortal man had ever seen before. As much as Kronos abhorred the rulership at first, he also abhorred his fathers heavy handed and brutal regime. It wasn't long before his mother, Gaia, convinced him and his brothers and sisters to overthrow their tyrannical patriarch and install themselves as the shepherds of mankind. And for a while, they did; Kronos did his best to be fair and just and reasonable to the people, and the humans did indeed flourish. There were...problems, of course, since the world is not perfect, but they were dealt with easily enough. Until he heard the prophecy. Now, the humans have stories about what happened next, and they're not exactly untrue...they're just incomplete. Kronos didn't attempt to kill his children because they threatened his power - frankly, he would have welcomed the change in leadership at the time - but because of the second part of the prophecy.

It was foretold that his children would overthrow him and drag humanity into a rusted age, where brother would kill brother and the Gods beneath his son would them themselves become tyrannical and oppressive, just as his father had been. He knew as well as anybody that time could not be halted or reasoned with. He knew as well as anybody that the prophecy was destined to come true one day...but he could at least forestall the inevitable. Should he destroy his children, ideally the portion of humanity he had dominion over would be able to progress at least a little further. Of course, his plan...succeeded and failed in equal measure, and a great war broke out between the Olympeans and the Titans. The length of the war is hard to pinpoint because of the raw amount of reality-warping glamour being thrown around, but it lasted about a millennia, at the very least. Humans at this time were...not given a very good deal, forced to cower from the elements as the very world around them seemed to warp to attempt to kill anything that happened to be nearby. The war was brutal and savage; though Kronos knew it was inevitable, in his youthful hubris, he believed that he could alter the flow of destiny.

He couldn't. At the end of the Titanomachy, he and his brothers and sisters lay defeated by the Olympeans, who then began to spin their own propaganda to the Mortals, who - still primitive and foolish - believed them. Kronos retreated to The Faedark, taking Mount Othrys with him to reign in the shadows and await the inevitable. Of course, Mortals developed, they grew, and they soon turned against the Fae that had been lording it over them in the Mortal Realm. When Zeus and his gaggle of despotic tyrants entered Across the Veil to rejoin the Seelie and Unseelie Courts, Kronos was waiting. You see, as Zeus and Hera and Athena and Ares had been enjoying their places of privilege in the Mortal World, Kronos had been growing his power and influence within the Seelie Court. When his children and grandchildren returned, they found no place for them within the Courts. Kronos extended an olive branch; they could come stay at Othrys, all forgiven, for as long as it took them to find their place. They all, in their hubris, agreed and arrived in the Faedark soon after. They were given a choice, then, trapped within Kronos's realm; serve him, or die.

The slaughter was bloody, but quick.

Stories of what happened there soon leaked out, but he was always careful not to confirm or deny any details. Whilst the true story was somewhat tamer than the inevitable expanded gossip claimed, it was always advantageous for him to allow a certain degree of fear to lace their respect for his authority. He didn't exercise it often - he doesn't much care about the day to day runnings of the Seelie Court - but on the occasion he needs to use it...it is better for him and everybody involved that they remember just who he is, what he can do, and what he is capable of. Of course, the Fae have brought The Kingdom Of The Sun on themselves, and he is not about to lift a finger to deal with their issues unless they become his issues, too. The Fae are supposedly mature and powerful and wise, after all. Father can't be stepping in to bail them out of trouble all the time, now can he?

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Immortal Guardian for Kazanbai Akaiko (OyabunKobold)


Race: Changeling/Vampire/Human
Extra Race-based Powers: Cursed Blood Guardian: This Guardian has been granted willingly the blood of the Immortal Cursed Lord. If they are to fall in battle they may only to soon after rise up from where they fell Healed completely of any Injury. This can be used once without much issue but if said Guardian falls again soon after their cursed blood places a blight into the ground.

The blight causes all life in that area to wither and die and no life to be sustained for many generations. Eventually life may return to the Blighted land only if a Fae with exceptional ability in Life magic works on it. This process is taxing on the fae and some do not survive it giving their life to bring back the blighted land.

When the lord sires an Heir the Guardian loses this trait and is again able to die. Usually they are then entrusted to take the new Heir and Raise them to Puberty teaching them of their cursed bloodline until they are able to choose their own Guardian. At which point if the Guardian has not yet been killed they are free of their duty and able to live out the rest of their lives as they see fit.

Any other powers are up to the person who takes up the wanted application:
Freedom: Free
Group: Kingdom of the Sun
Status in Group: Oath-bound Guardian of the Crooked Ash Lord
Hangman?: Up to the Person who takes up The wanted.
Desired Sexual Orientation: Up to the Person who takes up The wanted.
Smut Desires: Up to the Person who takes up The wanted.
Desired Position: Up to the Person who takes up The wanted.
Face Claim Suggestions: Up to the Person who takes up The wanted.
O/O's: ONS AND OFFS



This character be it male or female should have a backstory in line with Akaiko.
The Guardian would have lived with and Known Akaiko for around 65+ years as of now. They still look to be in the prime of their race.
They should be someone adept in a form of combat or strategy and willing to protect their lord even to the detriment of themselves.
They should be someone who has gained Akaiko’s trust be it though true honest ways or lies and subterfuge.
They should have a goal for making this Oath and have their own ambitions.
They should also have taken an oath to take the next heir and guard them with their mortal life until the age of Puberty.

[elfowl]

Victoria Fairmont


Race: Changeling
Extra Race-based Powers: Can shift into Dragon form (See Below)
Freedom: Free
Group: Kingdom of the Sun
Status in Group: Noblewoman
Hangman?: No
Sexual Orientation:  pan
Smut Desires: Male female
Position: Dom/Switch/Romantic Top
Face Claim: None
O/O's: ONS AND OFFS



The Fairmont family is an ancient lineage of Mining Magnates who have overseen the activities in the Fairmont Duchy of The Far South.  Though usually benevolent, and happy to help those in need, the family has maintained their power over the region by brutally destroying any uprising, or invading force, with a small but elite army of direct descendants from the duchy's founder; Fairborn Fairmont.  A full army of well trained dragon snifters.  Many scholars and historians believe that if they wished the Fairmont family could easily have taken over a much larger demesne should they have desired.  Because of this many speculate that the large amount of gold, gems, silver, and other magical and precious metals coming from the Duchy's mines is only a small fraction of the family's wealth, and that the rest is being hidden away, amassed into a vast horde which is a constant attraction to thieves, and burglars.  The family has constantly denied rumors of both kinds, and have constantly reaffirmed their loyalty to the crown and throne.  Because of the nature of the family, most lower ranking members are highly encouraged to made and breed as much as possible, as to grow the number of soldiers within their small army.

Victoria is the current heiress to the Duchy and family lands, and titles.  And as her aging father becomes ever more ill and infirm, the weight of her position, and her responsibilities grow ever heavier upon her shoulders.  Another growing force in Victoria's life is the constant stream of suitors for such an eligible bachelorette.  Unfortunately for any would be romance, Victoria has grown wary of far too many young men simply trying to marry her for her family's wealth and titles, giving her a reputation as an Ice Queen despite her otherwise kind and soft nature.

[elfowl]

Vinseena


Race: Changeling
Extra Race-based Powers: Humanoid Shape shifting, Fortune telling.
Freedom: Slave Owned by the State/Slave Owned by ____(To Be Determined)
Group: None
Status in Group: Slave
Hangman?: No
Sexual Orientation: Pan
Smut Desires: All da smut
Position: Sub
Face Claim: None
O/O's: ONS AND OFFS



Vinseena would tell you that they have no true form.  Her ability to change her body into any humanoid form he desires has made them uncertain as to what she looked like to begin with.  His abilities make them a perfect sexual companion, as she can be anyone his master wants them to be.  Because of her powers Vinseena is gender fluid, not truly identifying with one form of body.  To compensate for this he likes to dress in loud, bright colors when allowed to choose their own clothing.

There are some limitations to Viseena's shifting, she cannot shift any part of his body that is brused, scarred, or injured.  They also cannot shift away the blue birthmark beneath her right eye, but he commonly covers it with makeup.

Vinseena is also accurately able to read fortunes, however as they would tell you herself:  "Simply telling someone their fortune is likely to cause their future, and fate to change."

[Lynx181]

Rixal the Bear


Race: Changeling
Extra Race-based Powers: able to absorb blows in order to retaliate with extreme force, can be overwhelmed
Freedom: slave owned by the state
Group:
Status in Group: Slave
Hangman?No
Sexual Orientation:straight
Smut Desires: im open to smut, but id prefer it to be with someone who can comfort him through his jagged edges
Position: dominant romantic
Face Claim: Sylas;League of Legends
O/O's: the usual no's, no bathroom play, blood and gore in sex scenes, and mind control is a turn off to me. My ons are numerous, from big breasts to dominant girls to sleeping sex, ask and ill confirm or deny what i like or dont, as it changes a lot...


Rixal has only known the ways to kill for so long...he was made this way, bred this way, molded to become a fighter, for the entertainment of the court and masses...he never knew the kind touch of a mother, only the lash of a hateful master, or the pain of a cock in the arse or mouth, before he was found too big to be used as a plaything, so he was sent to the gladiator fields to die...but he lived...he killed his first opponent with his bare hands, and from then on he would never lose, being chained up due to always being violent, he would often look up at the sun from his cell, close his eyes, and simply dream of a better life...one where he didn't have to kill...where he didn't have to fight...but then he hears the chant of the crowd, bellowing for blood...and he feels his inner beast free…

No warrior is without scars, and his worst one was when he was in his prime, a sword duel between him and a fae who wanted to prove himself...one arrogant swipe, leading to a punch to the face by rixal...and then the burning pain as that sword flew up and cut his hand off, the metal being enchanted by the spiteful young man, preventing him from regrowing it...his master was furious...so they had a prostetic made...gold and shimmering...something rixal himself despised, as whenever he looked at the shimmering glow of his new hand, he could only recall that smug face on that fae's face as rixal knelt, clutching the stump where his hand used to be...

[Sekah]

ACCEPTED!

VICTORIA FAIRMONT IS ACCEPTED!
Welcome to the group, I can't wait to write with you! Please post your character profile here.
Congrats, let's have loads of fun!

[Sekah]

ACCEPTED!

VINSEENA IS ACCEPTED!
Welcome to the group, I can't wait to write with you! Please post your character profile here.
Congrats, let's have loads of fun!

[Sekah]

ACCEPTED!

RIXAL THE BEAR IS ACCEPTED!
Welcome to the group, I can't wait to write with you! Please post your character profile here.
Congrats, let's have loads of fun!

[Sekah]

WANTED AD

WANTED CONNECTION for KRONOS (VERGIL TANNER)


Race: Fae [Titan Or Olympean]
Extra Race-based Powers: To Be Discussed
Freedom: Free Or Possibly Enslaved
Group: Unseelie Court Or Seelie Court
Status in Group: To Be Discussed
Hangman?: No
Desired Sexual Orientation: Any
Smut Desires: Some Or None, Case By Case
Desired Position: Dom, If Applicable
Face Claim Suggestions: None
O/O's: Here



My character, Kronos, is the Ancient Greek Titan of Time. This Wanted Ad is to suggest a connection with an Olympean or Titan; that is, a family member that wasn't killed during the Titanomachy, or during Kronos's revenge. Kronos attempted infanticide against his children in an attempt to forestall their tyranny over Mortals. When he failed, they rebelled and he retreated to the Faedark. When they were eventually driven from the Mortal Realm back across the Veil, he took them into his house and offered them the chance to serve him, or die. I'm looking for possible family members amongst the Greek Pantheon who either escaped, did not attend, or joined him under his rule in Orthys. Specific relations and plot points to be discussed to make sure that we're on the same page.

[Sekah]

WANTED AD

WANTED CONNECTION for KRONOS (VERGIL TANNER)


Race: Human / Changeling / Vampire (One Of Each)
Extra Race-based Powers: Yes. Each would have different powers. To Be Discussed with me.
Freedom: Free (technically)
Group: Kingdom Of The Sun / Both Courts / None
Status in Group: To Be Discussed
Hangman?: Yes: Covenant With Kronos
Desired Sexual Orientation: Any
Smut Desires: Some Or None, Case By Case
Desired Position: Dom, If Applicable
Face Claim Suggestions: None
O/O's: Here



The second advert for characters is actually three adverts; Kronos is the long-game kind of person. He's the kind of person who sets up dominoes to fall just-so, then triggers the initial event and watches things unfold. He's a cunning mastermind, who only gets involved personally when he has to; because of his age and power, he has to be careful about when and where he exerts his influence. As such, he usually works mostly through agents and emissaries to organise events and dealings favourable to him, and to keep him informed of the major goings on that people would assume that he doesn't know about. The Changeling Hangman would likely be his agent in the Fae Courts, possibly as an undercover State Slave, or perhaps as his "Herald" who is sent to events in his stead and acts more as a spy on the other Fae. The human Hangman would be his champion in the Kingdom Of The Sun, sent to manipulate and spy on the humans to push them in the direction he needs them pushed. The Vampire Hangman would be more of his "Bloody Left Hand." Mostly used as his bodyguard, but also sent out on dangerous missions such as forays into hostile territory, assassinations and conflicts with other Fae's Hangmen. Whereas the other two are spies, this Hangman would be more of his "Direct Combat Champion." Specific histories and powers would be negotiated, but immortality (in regards to aging) would be included. Smut and a sexual relationship would be on the table if desired, but all three would be required to be loyal to him and share his vision for the human and Fae worlds (which would be discussed at length should you be interested).

[Sekah]

WANTED AD

WANTED CONNECTION for KRONOS (VERGIL TANNER)


Race: Human, Changeling Or Fae
Extra Race-based Powers: I Don't Mind
Freedom: Slave (Technically)
Group: Kronos-Aligned
Status in Group: Slave
Hangman?: No
Desired Sexual Orientation: Any
Smut Desires: Dom / Sub, Master or Daddy / Pet, Rough, Costume, Group, BDSM, Light Sadomasochism, Choking, Oral, Vaginal, Anal, etc. Specific Kinks and Limits TBD.
Desired Position: Dom
Face Claim Suggestions: None. Only requirement is that I / Kronos find them attractive.
O/O's: Here



Simply put, I would love it if I could get maybe a character or two to play within Kronos's household as his "Pleasure Slaves." Now, Kronos doesn't agree with the Slave Trade. One of his goals is to abolish it completely, but he understands that that will take time and planning to achieve, especially with how long lived the Fae are. So, occasionally he will buy a Slave to "Own," but in actual fact give them a safe place to live in Orthys and free them in all but name; if he frees them, they may be taken as slaves again. If he treats them as free but retains the technical title, then he can still legally protect them. He has a lot of effectively free slaves serving him, but this Wanted Ad is specifically for one or more "Love Slaves" that willingly offer their bodies to him. This could be out of gratitude, it could be because they enjoy it, it could even be because they're in love with him. It really doesn't matter; the point is, I would like one or more character slaves that Kronos uses to sate his sexual desires in a BDSM, Dom / Sub relationship, preferably where they call him "Daddy." Because that is a big kink of mine. I'm ok with either males or females, though I would like at least one female. ^_^

[Tarahime]

Odile


Race: Vampire
Extra Race-based Powers: Just the standard baby vamp powers. I'd like her eyes to turn red when she is hungry.
Freedom: Slave Owned by the State
Group: Kingdom of the Sun
Status in Group: Slave
Hangman?: No
Sexual Orientation: Primarily straight with some bi-curiosity.
Smut Desires: Would love for someone to buy her and train her. I'm also interested in a forbidden romance angle.
Position: Sub, romantic bottom.
Face Claim: Emily Browning
O/O's: Just the standard no to incest/scat/waterworks/anal fisting. Ons are breast play, biting, forced orgasms, multiple orgasms, tentacles, bondage, D/s, dominant partners, sex in water, foreplay, vaginal deflowering, masturbation. If you aren't sure about something, by all means ask.

History
Not much is known about Odile's life before she was turned, let alone her human name. Her last known human memories were working the window bars free in her prison cell before falling to dark waters below. Afterward, she wandered the streets, taking to pick pocketing and gambling to earn food and a bed to sleep each night. Her means of "living" were cut short when a game of cards turned sour. Suspecting her of cheating, her opponent followed her into a dark alley, unaware of eyes watching from the shadows. Odile was then attacked and received a stab to the chest. As she lay dying, she perceived a manic scream. Odile barely registered that she was drenched in a pool of her own blood. Before succumbing to darkness, Odile last saw cold, red eyes.

Her savior would be the one to turn her into a vampire. He had even given her a new name. Odile. Intent on creating a perfect vampiric companion for his own twisted pleasure, her Master felt that serving him mind, body, and soul was the least she could do after he killed her attacker and gave her the gift of immortality.

As many new vampires often do, Odile refused the call of her blood lust and suffered heavily from it. Starving for a vampire was a pain that she never thought she could possibly endure. Her Master relished in her torment and would give her blood from chickens and sometimes even rats, mocking her for believing humans weren't anything but prey. This continued for several decades before her Master's cruelty, arrogance, and possessiveness drove Odile to leave him.

It only served to create a new torment for her. Though separated, Odile's Master was never far from her thoughts, and he exploited their shared connection at every turn. He especially took pleasure by drifting into her subconscious and drawing out her fears of turning into a monster. It was so realistic it nearly drove her insane.

During this time of separation, her Master grew careless and was killed. Though he received the true death, her Master's mental connection still has a hold on Odile that refuses to let go. It is like he is still there, waiting for her to crumble.


Personality
Odile is generally quiet and reserved and doesn't show much emotion. She's been compared to a living doll. But when she goes without feeding for too long, she literally loses all composure.

[Vergil Tanner]

Oooh! We were just saying how we want some more Vamps in the game! I like her

[Tarahime]

Awww thank you! ^^

[Vergil Tanner]

Poor tortured Odile She's exactly the kind of abused, mistreated young thing that Kronos would want to take under his wing, honestly. xD But we'll have to see what Sekah thinks, and whether anybody else dives on Odile to try and snap up a connection or two xD Obviously whether you want Odile to stay in the Sun Kingdom or head over to the Fae world would be a factor too...

Damnit, getting ahead of myself. xD Point is, I like her, I like her sad history, and I can't wait to see her in the game ^_^

[Carly]

this has turned out to be really popular !