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Morwynne was once a great, sprawling country, with a large city capital. Here, innovation, justice, and equality found their home in the ruling of the nobles and their great Queen. Such an attitude and fair ruling had made Morwynne quite popular amongst the citizens, but like every great story, this one does not begin with their long age of peace, but instead, with the conflict that arose when Queen Josephine ascended to the throne.

With an arrogance that comes from open a super power of a country, her lady Josephine was quick to revolutionize Morwynne into a city of her image; and by far it wasn't for the better. Justice became a joke, innovation was reserved for war, and equality became nonexistent as the once noble nobility was replaced by their corrupt and easily bribable cousins and aunts.

The country fell to corruption, the once almost nonexistent social class lines grew in leaps and bounds, and freedom was lost as oppression blanketed the working class. Crime rose, and sin was as prevalent as the obnoxious banquets Josephine threw frequently within her palace.

Contempt laced itself within the populace, towards the Queen and the nobility who trailed after her like loyal dogs. And as history has taught everyone before, contempt for the government breeds revolution; and in Morwynne this couldn't be any less true.

Whispers snake within the streets, passing from ear to ear of the overworked and underpaid masses. Tension is brewing, and soon it is only a matter of time before the nobles and their guard will have to defend their Queen from this growing threat.

But something even far more dark, far more evil lurks within the dank alleyways of this once fair country. Entranced and beckoned by the corruption, these vile creatures known as Demons have begun to flock to Morwynne. With supernatural powers at their beck and call, and wickedness stirring in their hearts; only time shall tell what these creatures seek to gain from this tense country.
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Basically this rp takes place in a land where a queen is mistreating her subjects and they're getting tired of it and on the verge of a revolt.

The queen is of course going to have someone looking into this to have them stop the rebellion, but they're going to do it in secret.

However there's also demons and the like that are showing up to make things more complicated.
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Rules:

1. Marcus Wonderland and I run this rp

2. Obey Gaia ToS, that includes keeping around a PG-13 level.

3. No god-modding or Cybering is permitted. If you must, however, please use a time skip. Though, fighting and romance are highly encouraged.

4. Dialogue in " ", Thoughts in ii, and OOC clearly labeled. Absolutely no ** for actions, please.

5. Please refrain from one liners. Writers block is understandable, but please at the very least include four to five sentences in your post.

6.Please tell me if you are going to be gone for an extended period of time so that I don't accidentally kill off your character or something.

7. A quick note on the demons and the like. Not everyone can be one. There are only going to be around three or so. Most of the characters will be human. I'll post if we're accepting supernatural creatures or not.


8. PM all profiles to me, titled, "Revolution" to show that you've read the rules. YOU WILL NOT GET ACCEPTED IF YOUR PROFILE DOESN'T HAVE THIS TITLE!

9. Have fun! And I reserve the right to add more rules or change existing rules.
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Profiles:

Username:
Name:
Age:
Race: (Human, demon, other)
Occupation:
Part in society: (homeless, upper class, lower class, etc...)
Appearance:
Bio:
Extra:
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Accepted Profiles:

Username: TinyDog
Name: Evander Huntington
Age: 27
Race: Human
Occupation: Factory owner and Queen's detective
Part in society: Upper Class, Lord
Appearance: Evander
Bio: Evander was born the son of a nobleman in Morwynne and as such inherited his father's title and businesses when his father passed on. While he may look like just any other lord on the surface, he's actually much more than that. His family has been entrusted for generations as part of the queen's secret detectives. What's more is that with all he inherited from his father, something else was passed along as well. A contract with a powerful demon.

Evander is the serious type. Very seldom does he try to act social on his own unless the situation calls for it. However he's a great actor, making others believe he's having a good time with them at all the fancy parties and such. He's one to be wary of.
Extra: Evander can get very lazy to the point where he doesn't do any of his own work some days.

Username: Marcus Wonderland
Name: Sebastian Varen
Age: Ambiguous, rumored to be older than three-hundred.
Race: Demon
Occupation: Servant, Detective's Assistant
Part in society: Works for the upper class.
Appearance: Sebastian Varen

Bio: Sebastian's past isn't some of romanticized adventure, full of excitement and journeying. If anything, he was a rather simple demon. Going from place to place on Earth, making deals with humans for their souls, and generally doing everything else a demon does whilst they walk the corrupted places on Earth.

However just because Sebastian did the typical things a demon did, hardly meant he was like a typical demon. Priding himself as being quite a bit more intelligent, not to mention eloquent than his brethren, Sebastian had what many would call standards. Unlike other demons who were content with making deals with any schmuck or causing trouble simply for the sake of it, Sebastian always aimed a little higher. He would only consort with humans of higher status, and whenever he caused issues, they would always have some form of importance.

And because Sebastian had standards, he always held his person to even higher standards, always making sure he went through with his deals on hundred percent of the way, so long as his victims also held true to their bargains. So when Lord Huntington, his previous deal maker who he served under as a butler, asked for him to guard his only son loyally; well, Sebastian's current fate was locked and sealed.

Now he serves the current Lord Huntington as loyally as he can, following through with his last order from his previous deal. However this demon is hardly complaining. With Morwynne becoming more corrupt by the day, and revolution on the rise, well, the place is just two skips away from being paradise for demons; him included.
Extra: Whilst he may assist the current Huntington as his assistant, Sebastian is much more versed in the role of a butler; and as such, tends to act as one most of the time.


Username: Marcus Wonderland
Name: Claus Gottschalk-Perrinwald
Age: Twenty Six
Race: Human
Occupation: Judge of the Royal Court
Part in society: Dubiously Upper-class
Appearance: Claus Perrinwald

Bio: There was nothing special about Claus' birth. He was born as one of many b*****d children of lord Roland Perrinwald. And like other children in his situation, Claus was born to his father's mistress; a young woman apart of lower-society who made her living through pleasing the imposing noble. And whilst she would never be as lavishly provided for like her lover and his wife, she still was able to make a living within the harsh society Morwynne has become.

But being a mistress wasn't everything it was cracked up to be, and pregnancy cut her food check short. The birth of Claus had scent the woman packing to the streets, though not with child. For whilst Roland was an imposing and fearsome man, he wasn't cruel enough to leave his b*****d children to the wilds; they were after all his own, and he took care of his own.

So Claus was spared the streets, though he was not to be raised within the Perrinwald manner. Instead, he was shipped off with a servant to be raised in a townhouse, far away enough to not be a nuisance, but close enough to be used should he prove to be useful enough. And effectively that's how he grew, up within a townhouse in a life that could have been called 'middle class', or would have should the last Queen's reign never ended; and under the name of Gottschalk, so his heritage would neither be connected with the lower class nor the nobles.

But Claus proved to have the devil's luck as he grew up. Whilst he would never be Lord Perrinwald, as his father did have children with his own life, he did prove well enough to be his father's favorite. He took to his lessons well, unlike his lazy brothers and sisters of the main house. He knew how to twist the laws to his advantage, and he knew the importance of money in current society; and most importantly, he never annoyed Roland.

And in a society where nepotism was at an all time high, well, being a favorite of a noble has its perks. Knowing his child's capability when it came to the law, Roland had with some meddling procured his child the position as the judge within the royal court; a high, and honorable position which would allow his favored kid to live a far more lavish lifestyle, whilst allowing him to mingle within the upper circles. Though, it was all under the guise that Claus was his 'nephew' rather than his b*****d son.

And that is where Claus is now, acting as effectively one of the highest judicial powers in the country, just under the Queen herself. However just because he might have been a b*****d child raised outside the walls of the nobles compounds hardly means he'll sympathize with the lower-class. In fact, he's become rather infamous for his 'corruption' amongst them, using the laws to leave the nobles with barely a slapped wrist, should they have the money for it, and sending the lower 'rabble' off to prison, or hard labor for even the most minor of crimes.

Extra: Claus has been known to take bribes of all kinds from the upper circle, be it for simple information on 'unproved crimes', or even to convict others on trumped up charges.


Username: Kunder of the Lich
Name: Seleukois Hellious
Age: Roughly 36
Race: Human
Occupation: Previously Honor Guard of the Royal Family, now a highwayman and revolutionary.
Part in society: Lower Class/Homeless.
Appearance:Seleukois
Bio: Born into a family of renowned military fame in service of Morwynne, Seleukois never got to have the ample amenities that many of his cousins had that belonged to families of civil and industrial castes. His family had its own wealth, but it was easily considered middle class. However, its main importance was the first son, the offer of fealty to the royal family. Seleukois was this child, the one that give up his life to train and become the human shield for the Royal Family. Seleukois rose to the challenge, becoming the guard at an unusually young age, 19. Deemed a prodigy of his family, they blessed him and his future years of service.

Many things happened along his path, including his marriage around his 27th birthday, to Anne Marie Lysandros, a daughter to a prominent business man. They lived in mild happiness, despite Seleukois not being able to pay for her every wish and whim like her father had. However, as they grew happy together, the new queen came to power. Seleukois was ready to swear his own, and his family's fealty, but he was discarded from the Royal Guard, and deemed 'unfit for service to the crown.' Later, around his 33rd birthday, his was deemed a traitor, and due to the actions of one Court Judge, Anne Marie was hung. Seleukois was able to escape, but vowed his eventually revenge against the damned queen and her country. Equipping himself with a rifled musket, and many more weapons, he has begun the tactic of attacking the rich, not for the money, but to kill them. He has grown into fame for actions among workers, whom receive what wealth Seleukois takes from the rich.
Extra: Inscribed on his rifle his 'Anne Marie' in tribute to his lost wife, and he is a crack shot with the weapon.


Username: TinyDog
Name: Kitty Nova
Age: 18
Race: Human
Occupation: Thief
Part in society: Homeless
Appearance: Kitty
Bio: Kitty was born on the streets of Morwynne. Her mother, Serenity, raised her on the streets with a couple others who decided to group together for survival. They became thieves, stealing what they could and taking what they needed to survive. Though Serenity has her own misfortune. The unlucky one that was caught, she was publicly hanged by the order of the Royal Court Judge.

To this day the group is still together, their numbers beginning to grow now that the new queen is in power. They are part of the forces of rebellion and they aren't ones to cross.
Extra: Kitty tends to favor knives as her weapons of choice.
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Wait for it...
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Waaaaait for it
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"The country of Morwynne is at an important crossroads....."

"Yes, my Queen,"

"The rebel forces are gaining power. And in order for this country to prosper, they must not succeed. So I'm placing you in charge of finding their leaders and putting this whole mess to a stop."

"Of course, ma'am,"

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Morwynne, a once prosperous country, has now been turned into a place where only the rich may live without fear and the poor suffer.

The country's demise came soon after the coronation of their new queen, Queen Josephine. She's a cruel ruler who's only concern is her own comfort. The once dearly beloved country began to crumble as her new laws and taxes were placed, one after another.

On top of that, corrupt judges rule the court systems. Justice is now a laughable concept. Anyone could get a favorable ruling for the right price. Whoever had the best offer was the one who was right. Many executions have taken place and the people fear arrest.

But the town is beginning to stir. There's talk of a rebellion, whispered cautiously about. Never spoken about in the open for fear of arrest, the rebellion is gaining notoriety.

In the midst of all this, the people try to live their daily lives.
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                                  It was funny. Not in the ha-ha type of way, but the ironic way; the way where it left a bad taste in your mouth, ashy and gritty. The Royal Court had never been that way, ironically funny that is. It had always been a bastion of justice and equality, its modest halls holding rich and poor without bias; dispensing justice to the guilty parties with swift precision.

                                  But then Queen Josephine came, and the joke began. The modest, unadorned walls were replaced, gilded with gold stolen from convicted families; alongside other rich treasures, like expensive vases and gem encrusted trinkets. Plain curtains were torn down, and elaborate, bright tapestries, now the color of an icy blue, were strewn up like banners; loping from the ceiling above like cloth made rivers. Even the floors below were torn up, replaced by expensive marble, which also shaped itself into planters on the side; the lush greenery and flowers sprouting for it making it look like a venerable Eden. And the paintings of justice that hung sparsely seemed to give them more of a heavenly feel, a far too deceptive thing.

                                  And the court houses in time too were torn down. There was no need for all the judges, who would take their time to overlook each case presented to decide who was right. With Queen Josephine's rule, it was obvious who was in the right or in the wrong the second anyone walked into the court; and so, only one room remained; the courtroom where the Royal Judge oversaw every crime that was beneath the Queen's notice. And like the new halls of the court, the courtroom too was lavishly designed; perhaps even more so than the halls.

                                  There was no stand for a jury, instead, there were dark wood benches, shaped much like pews which would overlook the prosecutor and defendant; who'd sit at similar desks, one of which was more elaborate than the other. The Judge's stand however was by far different. Made of marble, it rose up above everyone else, edged in gold and silver. It was an ostentatious piece, almost as if a subtle jab at who was better than the other. And it was here were the sins of man were decided, though not by real justice; instead, by opinion and underhanded money.

                                  It was this room, this position in society that Claus Gottschalk-Perrinwald had inherited with his father's meddling, and it was here that the silverette man sat primly; his icy blue eyes forever look at those who stood below him, as he damned each and every one of them with a tap of his gavel, and a twist of a law.

                                  Though there was no gavel in his hand this time, instead, a cup of tea was there; one which he sipped at lazily as he overlooked the empty court room. It was midday, and he was currently on 'break' as it were to say; after sentencing a grizzly looking man, the jealous husband of some noble's concubine, to hard labor after said noble had slipped him some money earlier.

                                  And as he sat there in the courtroom, sipping at his tea whilst the police force idled around on the outside, Claus couldn't help but say to himself, "This, this is the good life."


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Within a rather large and extravagant mansion in Morwynne's capital city, a young man was sprawled out on a couch, ignoring a rather large stack of papers on the table beside him. Each was a document concerning one of his factories, asking for his signature to approve new product launches, new construction, and even new plants to be built. However the man just gave them a bored stare. He wanted no part of any of that at the moment.

But there was something he wanted.

"Sebastian! Where is my tea?!" He demanded, still not moving from his spot on the couch.
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Clad in leaf litter and concealed among the hedgerow, Seleukois cocked the weapon, pulling the flint bearing arm back. Setting the barrel through the branches, he found himself a viewing clearing. Eyeing down the blade fore sight, he smirked as it feel across the driver of the stagecoach. He could tell it was a viable target, for the coach was inlaid with gold and other rare materials. The bastards wouldn't know what hit them. Exhaling deeply, his body went rigid, and he gently squeezed the trigger. The coachman slumped over, and Seleukois was already over the hedge, his flintlock pistols in hand. Pulling his right forefinger, a lead ball tore through one of the horses, adding enough dead weight to bog the damnable noble down. A guard was scrambling out of the cabin, his last mistake. He died, hands to his throat gagging on his own fluids as a musket shot tore open his throat. Sliding the pistols away into his belt, he made his way into the stagecoach, finding his target. "Lord Azark, the people of Morwynne find you guilty of abusing the workers and less fortunate by taxing them out of house and home." The man in silk and velvet stammered, trying to back away, as if it were to help. With a pleasured smirk, Seleukois rammed his steel longsword through the fat noble.

As he left the are, he saw as fellow revolutionaries took what they could, gold, clothes not spoiled by blood, weapons. Turning back to the hedge, he removed his musket, smiling to himself. It had begun.



((OOC: I'll make it gorgeous later....just wanted to post for right now.))
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                                  There were many names associated with Sebastian. Well mannered, dignified, a bit prideful, a bit tricky like a demon would be, though no one would ever know exactly how close they were to the truth on that one, and quite witty. However lazy was not one of the many descriptives that could be applied to him, so when he heard the unmistakable voice of his current 'master', Sebastian was quick to work.

                                  The fine china tea set was fetched with unnatural finesse, each piece not even making a small clack as they were sat primly on a tea cart. Water, long which had been set to boil in a kettle for prior preparation made no slosh as steady hands transferred it over into the more decorative teapot; where a teabag was added, Milk Tea specifically, after a small amount of debate.

                                  But Sebastian wasn't quite finished with just the tea preparation. Getting down another china plate, not quite large enough to be a dinner plate, nor small enough to be a saucer, the demonic butler continued his work. He grabbed a few fresh fruit, bright colorful mango, strawberries, and even grapes to be arranged on the side in a decorative manner; before snagging two fresh danishes leftover from the morning, to act as the main course in the 'small' tea snack.

                                  The plate joined itself to the more than necessarily ornate tea cart, and with everything in place Sebastian was off. At an almost inhuman speed he coursed his way from the kitchens and all the way to the parlor where his 'master' was residing; bypassing maids and even butlers who didn't bat an eyelash at the display, all sufficiently knowledgeable in the other butler's promptness.

                                  And then there he was, not even minutes after Evander had shouted for tea, his own imposing figure not even ruffled at his swift pace, no hair out of place nor crease on his clothing. Even the cart looked untouched and prim as it stood in front of him, displaying the snacks and tea in a delightful light from its surface.

                                  "You called, young master?" he asked in a suave voice. Almost joking in the tone, as if the thought of him missing a call would be nothing short of hilarious.


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Evander rolled his eyes,"My tea,"He commanded, finally sitting up properly so that he may snack,"And after you serve it, take care of these papers," Another order. Clearly this one disliked doing his own work. Nothing short of expectations for a man in society today.

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"You're a fool,"Came a voice from behind Seleukois. Kitty had her arms crossed, frowning at the man,"This kind of display is only going to cause the government to act sooner and more violently. The people will get scared and won't join the fight!" She warned him. Though she considered herself part of the rebellion, she disliked when others broke out into violence. Now wa the time for planning and preparations, not random attacks like this.

((You really don't have to. Marcus just does the formats for everything lol))
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Sighing and shaking his head, Seleukois did not like what this woman wanted. "So we are to let our brothers in arms starve and die at the hand of our oppressors, when we can fight for them now?" Seleukois almost shouted this at the woman. Kitty, that was her. She annoyed him to no extent. However, she was a useful companion. Quick with a knife, and had the lightest of hands. "Very well... but to let the nobility have free reign is idiotic, if we keep them penned in like chickens in a coup, we can destroy them." Pulling his rifle from it's slung, he reloaded the weapon, in case any guards had heard the shots, and they needed to fight.

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