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≈Last Surviving Summoner of Madain Sari≈
{E}.i..k..o.xxxxx {C}.a..r..o..l
{S}.o.l.i.t.u.d.e....
xxxxx


POST POST POST!!~ "TALK TALK TALK!!~" POST POST POST!!~


xxxxx
{I} {d}on’t {w}anna {b}e {a}lone {a}nymore . . .
 
     
 



I'm controlled by

Mokona-Kupo
My Name is
Lilaina Emere Voldstn
My nicknames are
feh. Whatever you can think up. What’s wrong with Lilaina?
I was born
19 years ago
I was born a
human
Do I carry an item?
Yes……and this is my cross…
What is it?
Necklace of Nie
I work as a
traveling minstrel type person…
Let me tell you a bit about myself
Lilaina was born to a prostitute and an unknown customer. Her mother reformed from prostitution once she realized she had a child and became a nun, although the institution she chose didn’t allow her to bring Lilaina with her. However, she owned the necklace and jewelry wasn’t allowed, so she passed it on to Lilaina.
Lilaina was sent to her uncle, who taught her how to play a variety of musical instruments. He wanted her independent as possible, and had her leave once she was thirteen and could fend for herself. She’s relatively detached because of the way she was raised and shrugged off of people. However, she actually has a few complexes and so is eager to please. She’s also afraid of failure.

This is what I think of myself
Room of Angel…
     
x.X.x. . . perfection . . . x.X.x

POST POST POST~
x.X.x. . . inferiority . . . x.X.x

[lilaina].[emere].[voldstn]
 
     
 


I'm controlled by
Mokona-Kupo.
My Name is
Claryssa Illyana van Erlo.
My nicknames are
Unnecessary for you to know.
I was born
23 years ago.
I was born an
elf.
Do I carry an item?
Feh. No.
What is it?
See above.
I work as a
jack of all trades in the service of royalty.
Let me tell you a bit about myself
I was born an elf, and I lived in the forest until I was nine. Believe me, I wouldn’t have left the forest if it weren’t for those damned humans. Stupid deforestation and arson. They burned down my forest, and I was forced to flee or die an infernal death. My parents both perished, and I had to fend for myself and my younger sister. We were taken in as workers for the palace because of our fighting prowess, although believe me, I do not like this servitude. They call it willing association, but if I didn’t want to leave my sister, who is only fifteen, behind. And she refuses to come with me.

I’m generally more of an actions over words person, mainly because in the palace, people don’t listen to my words, and they don’t take me seriously because I have such a soft voice. It’s not like it’s super high pitched or something, it’s just hard for me to speak above a loud whisper.

This sword I carry? Well, it was my father’s sword, when I went into the burnt forest for some mission, I found it, still intact, in the ruins. Not sure how it survived these fourteen years without like, decomposing or something, but I use it in memory of him.

I'm basically a mercenary, I do whatever the palace wants me to do, although my affairs are still my own and I operate outside of their jurisdiction. I'm too free-willed to be in their service and do whatever they want me to do, so my actions are my own.
This is what I think of myself
{this is a forbidden play}

     

[ Claryssa Illyana van Erlo ]

x.X.x Jack of x.X.x

Post post post post post post "Talk talk talk talk," post post post

x.X.x all Trades x.X.x
 
     
 
     
 
 
 
 
[[ Yawn. An idea for an RP I got, we'll see if it actually gets out of my mind and has a plot. Yawn. ]]


ѕнαδσωxδσѕ. . .
this is a {forbidden play}


[ . . .A dance played . . . ]


[ . . .By cursed dolls . . . ]


[[ Urgh. I'll keep on working on this later. D: ]]
 
 
 
 
     
 
 
     
 
 
 
 
ѕнαδσωxδσѕ. . .
this is a {forbidden play}


[ . . .A dance played . . . ]


[ ŧαβℓε σƒ сσητεηŧѕ ]
- - -
I. ѕнαδσω δσℓℓѕ. . .
II. ŧαβℓε σƒ сσητεηŧѕ
III. δσℓℓѕ бояη σƒ ѕнαδσω
IV. α ѕтяσηġ ωιℓℓ
V. Rules of the Shadow
VI. What am I?
VII. The Skeleton's Shadow
VIII. Shadow Spawn
IX. Dates // Locations
X. Events // News
XI. Links
XII. Reserved
XIII. Reserved
XIV. Reserved
XV. Open


[ . . .By cursed dolls . . . ]


[[ Letters to be redone later. D: ]]
 
 
 
 
     
 
 
     
 
 
 
 
ѕнαδσωxδσѕ. . .
this is a {forbidden play}


[ . . .A dance played . . . ]

[ δσℓℓѕ бояη σƒ ѕнαδσω ]
[ Immortality.

Something that humans yearn for, some more than others. But why reach for something so far away? Isn't it impossible to live forever?

Somehow, the laws of reality have changed and there is a way to extend your lifespan beyond that of a normal human. Beyond that of ten times that of a normal human. A way to live forever, renewing over and over, a cycle that repeats through the years.
]

, o , o , o , o , o , o , o , o , o , o , o , o , o , o , o , o , o , o , o , o , o , o ,
"It is the fate of a doll to disappear, sacrificed."

Why? Who got to decide such a certain and inescapable fate? Who had the rights, who had the power to decide this?

That is a question that can only be answered with time. It has been asked many times, but never has a true answer been given.


"I won't do it. I'll find some way to stop it."

No matter how many times that had been said, they had all been futile. There was no way to escape from this fate. A fate that had been preordained.

Then...

‘ o ‘ o ‘ o ‘ o ‘ o ‘ o ‘ o ‘ o ‘ o ‘ o ‘ o ‘ o ‘ o ‘ o ‘ o ‘ o ‘ o ‘ o ‘ o ‘ o ‘ o ‘ o ‘
[ Shadows.

By quite literally giving yourself into the shadows, and entering a world that is not the world that it once was, your life will be eternal. With but one price.

Once a year, the week of the New Year, starting on January First and going until January Seventh, your soul is trapped inside of the shadows. Here, reality is not what it seemed to be. A mausoleum of insanity, what kind of God-ridden place is this?

The Realm of the Shadow Dolls.
]

[ . . .By cursed dolls . . . ]
 
 
 
 
     
 
 
     
 
 
 
 
ѕнαδσωxδσѕ. . .
this is a {forbidden play}


[ . . .A dance played . . . ]


[ α ѕтяσηġ ωιℓℓ ]

[ Why have the dolls rejected their masters? In the past, they merely did what they were created for; sacrifices. Fear leads to desperation, desperation leads to the Shadow Dolls...and then when one does what has been forbidden...

How can you be forgiven?

You have given these dolls LIFE, and somehow, they became able to think and rebel. The typical scenario, but this is different.

You see, our story actually starts hundreds of years ago, with a woman. Her name is long forgotten, but she is responsible for this week of hell all Shadow Doll owners must go through.

This woman became lonely, and decided to enchant all of her dolls so that they were like little girls. However, she had not the foresight to realize what could come. Eventually the dolls somehow broke free of their bonds to their Mastres, leaving only the thin string of immortality, only now it comes at a terrible price.

They won't just be pushed around anymore. Not anymore.
]


[ . . .By cursed dolls . . . ]
 
 
 
 
     
 
 
     
 
 
 
 
RULES BUT I DON'T FEEL LIKE THINKING THEM ALL UP RIGHT NOW. ;P
 
 
 
     
 
 
     
 
 
 
 
ѕнαδσωxδσѕ. . .
this is a {forbidden play}


[ . . .A dance played . . . ]


[ ωћαŧ αм ι ]

[ There are five roles that you may play in this farce of a game. There are the two obvious roles, those of the Dolls and those of the Mastres. A Doll can think and act for itself, thanks to the woman from long ago. ]


[ . . .By cursed dolls . . . ]


[[ To be completed later. Dolls, Mastres, Humans, Doll Hunters, Mastre Hunters. ]]
 
 
 
 
     
 
 
VII. The Skeleton's Shadow
VIII. Shadow Spawn
IX. Dates // Locations
X. Events // News
XI. Links
XII. Reserved
XIII. Reserved
XIV. Reserved
XV. Open

[switching projects, saving some space so that this is all together. If I decide to fly this RP, it'll get its own thread, ;P]
     
VIII. Shadow Spawn
IX. Dates // Locations
X. Events // News
XI. Links
XII. Reserved
XIII. Reserved
XIV. Reserved
XV. Open

[switching projects, saving some space so that this is all together. If I decide to fly this RP, it'll get its own thread, ;P]
 
     
 
IX. Dates // Locations
X. Events // News
XI. Links
XII. Reserved
XIII. Reserved
XIV. Reserved
XV. Open

[switching projects, saving some space so that this is all together. If I decide to fly this RP, it'll get its own thread, ;P]
     
X. Events // News
XI. Links
XII. Reserved
XIII. Reserved
XIV. Reserved
XV. Open

[switching projects, saving some space so that this is all together. If I decide to fly this RP, it'll get its own thread, ;P]
[y'know what, the rest of them don't NEED their space. >_>]
 
     

when trying to ignore a knock on your door
don't call out "no!"
when someone asks
"is anyone home?"


{ わがまま }
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