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 Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 3:17 pm
((hello there I'm shadowPLAV, the creator of Magnolia. if you're reading this and haven't really looked into Magnolia, I'd like to ask you to consider joining Magnolia. we could use some more people. in my opinion the plot is developing nicely. my character in Magnolia is Shadow, my main character I use in RPs. but just recently I came up with a new character...and this is her story. enjoy~))
You make your way along a dirt road. You are just outside Abbey's Briar, a small town on the coast of Wales. The closest larger city is Swansea, but Abbey's Briar is located on Worms Head, which makes even the trip to Swansea unpleasent. Llanddewi is much closer, but for some reason the people of Abbey's Briar and Llanddewi have never gotten along well...
As you look out at the countryside, admiring the coastline, you happen to see a particularly large black dot. You approach the dot, which you assume to be a very large rock. You get closer and see that it is no rock, but a house. You stop in front of the house. It is old but looks extremely sturdy. It perches on a cliff that drops into the sea. It is surrounded by flat grass. You shiver, for it is always chilly here. Nearby is a cluster of trees, like a small wood. You finally notice the sign. On it are two words which intrigue you.
Amelia's Home
You open the wrought iron gates. They squeak and complain but do not resist. You walk up the path. Up the old wooden stairs. To the door. The knocker is brass and in the intricate shape of a Celtic knot star. You grab the handle and knock three times. Just as you are ready to turn around and leave the abandoned house, the door opens. So someone does live here...
"Well, hello!" the little girl says. "Welcome to Amelia's Home! If you're here then it means you belong." You stare at the strange girl. She just smiles and grabs your wrist. "Come in! Come in!" she says, pulling you in. The door shuts with a loud bang. Your life has changed forever.
You do not notice the passerby. It is a normal person. They do not glance at the cliff. To them it is a cliff with a very large rock perched on the end. The woods are dead. The grass does not exist. Because they are normal people.
If you're here then it means you belong...
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 3:24 pm
Amelia's Home
It is a large home located outside Abbey's Briar, Wales. A young-looking witch named Amelia runs the place. She has two helpers, a brother and sister pair. Alonso and Raymei. It is a home for the homeless. But there's a twist...
Only those with magic in thier hearts can see or enter Amelia's Home.
Amelia knows what it is like to have magic in your heart. Though she is a witch and Raymei has the ability and is Amelia's apprentice, Alonso does not posess any magic capabilities. But he has magic in his heart, and that makes him an outcast. All those with magic in their hearts are outcasts...
Amelia took in Raymei and Alonso three years ago. She created her home one year ago. She has been working on it since then. But now it is open for business...
Any creature with magic in thier hearts and no home is welcome.
Demons
Angels
Humans
Witches
Vampires
Lycans
Spirits
Sprites
Elves
Creatures of the Day
Creatures of the Night
Anyone who has any sort of magic is welcome.
Because everyone needs a home.
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 3:37 pm
Character Form
please post these in the thread DONT PM THEM TO ME ~please and thank you~
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Species:
Description/Picture:
Abilities:
History:
Other ((if theres anything else we need to know)):
~thank you~
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 4:20 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 4:36 pm
characters under shadowPLAV's control : Name: Amelia Age: age unknown ((looks to be in her 20s)) Gender: female Species: human--witch Description/Picture:  Abilities: magic of all sorts; Amelia only uses a little of her magic, but it is obvious that she is extremely powerful ((she created a huge house and woods)) History: she's not telling; all we know is that three years ago she found Raymei and Alonso and that she has a black cat named Jinxx that follows her everywhere Other ((if theres anything else we need to know)): sometimes Amelia talks to herself, but it almost seems like she's actually talking to someone... Name: Raymei Junction Age: 12 Gender: female Species: human--witch's apprentice Description/Picture:  Abilities: she can't do much right now besides basic spells, but Amelia says that she has much potential History: she is Alonso's younger sister. she's very shy but can be very brave. at first she was terrified of Amelia, but then Amelia showed her that she posesses magic capabilities. she has been Amelia's apprentice ever since they met. she has been trying to befriend a raven for the past two weeks. Other ((if theres anything else we need to know)): Raymei is the unofficial welcome wagon for Amelia's House Name: Alonso Junction Age: 14 Gender: male Species: human Description/Picture:  Abilities: no magical abilities; he's good at cooking and cleaning History: Raymei's older brother. after their parents mysteriously dissapeared, Alonso has taken care of Raymei. he cares for her deeply. it was Alonso that met Amelia and told her of their predicament. Amelia went to the alley where they had been living and took Raymei and Alonso with her to the big rock. they immediately saw the empty plot of land with magic scattered on the ground. Alonso could not touch it or manipulate it, but Amelia kept him around because she is a motherly witch and couldn't bear to leave him even if he had no magical abilities. Alonso sees Amelia as his true mother. Other ((if theres anything else we need to know)): although Amelia says that Alonso has no magical capabilities, Alonso knows that he isn't just any normal human. but he also has absolutely no clue to what he might be
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 11:20 pm
Name: Roran Riddle Age: 227 Gender: Male Species: Vampire Description/Picture:  Abilities: Can lift nearly one ton of weight, can hypnotize (works best on females) with his eyes History: His family was low on the hierarchy of the vampires. Only a few months ago, the High Council of Wales put forth a genocide of the lower ranking vampires to "purify the blood line." Roran's parents sacrificed themselves so that their only son could have enough time to escape and run from the hunters the Council had sent after the "Low Bloods". Other: Enjoys reading and playing the violin.
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Posted: Tue Feb 03, 2009 9:02 am
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Posted: Tue Feb 03, 2009 10:30 am
((anytime. just start by coming up to the house. we don't have to wait for X number of people cause more people will show up as word of the home gets around))
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Posted: Tue Feb 03, 2009 6:29 pm
Saleis was walking slowly up to the house, her eyes darting around carefully; too many times she's been attacked, and she gotten street smart over that last few years. She was half morphed as it was the time of the sun setting, the rays of light merging with the dark of night; the moon was forming slowly. But it was almost too slow, as she itched to break out. She knocked on the door rapidly, her ears perked forward. She wasn't vicious when she was in her other form; actually, she was quite motherly. But was this the place that could help her, or shove her away because of her differances, shouting out curses of Satan and so on. She yiped in nervousness, her ears perking forward as they grew longer, her nails sharpening, and her hands turning to paws. Ohhhh, they better answer the door quick.
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Posted: Tue Feb 03, 2009 6:51 pm
Raymei heard a little *ping* go off in her head. For a moment she didn't know what it meant, but then she remembered the special spell Amelia had helped her put on the door.
"Oh! Coming!" Raymei said. Giggling with delight at her first real magic circle-spell combination sucess. Fumbling her wand for a moment, then holding it firmly, Raymei silently chanted the words Amelia had taught her. She concentrated and...
*poof!*
'Hooray! It worked!'
Straightning her dress and hiding her wand, Raymei threw open the door.
"Hello there and welcome to Amelia's Home! If you're here then it means you belong!" Reaching out and grabbing the girl's wrist, completely ignoring her looks, Raymei yanked the girl in to the house. The door quickly shut by itself.
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Posted: Tue Feb 03, 2009 10:22 pm
I hope I can join Name: Stephen Foster Age: 16 Gender: M Species: Werewolf Description/Picture:  Looks like this when he changes:  Abilities: Increadibly strong, has very good reflexes, but cannot run much faster than 15mph Other: He has no control over when he turns into a werewolf, even the moon has no effect on when he changes. Also, when he changes, he thinks more like an animal, running on impulses. Shifting between forms and stopping a shift is painful for him, and normally makes him fall unconcious when becoming human. History: Stephen's inability to control or predict the change has caused him to change at the worst times. A few of these ill-fated changes have occurred in crowded areas, causing him to panic and accidentaly kill. Events like those have kept him from having a permanent home.
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Posted: Tue Feb 03, 2009 10:47 pm
It is full night now and another silver crossbow bolt just barely misses Roran Riddle's head as he runs along the usually scenic Wales coast. The hunters are far behind him but slowly gaining ground. The hunters fired another volley of bolts from the road but miss as Roran dodges around another thin tree in his way. He thought that being seen against the water would dilute his image but it seems he was wrong. Up ahead Roran spots what is most definately a large house, and wonders why he hadn't noticed before. A full three seconds pass until Roran is within leaping distance of the house. With a grunt the young vampire crouches and springs into the air. But a second too late. As he leaves the ground, a crossbow bolt strikes his calf. In mid-flight he cries out in pain and rather than hitting the ground and flipping into a controlled roll onto the stoop, Roran hits the ground with a painful thump and tumbles until he crashes into and through a support beam of the house's front porch. Roran hears the hunter cries of laughter as he scrambles in a crawl and thumps he fist desperately on the door. If the stranger does not welcome him in then he will have to kill them and find a weapon inside. But for a strange reason Roran is sure that safety lies inside this coast line home. But only if the master of the house hurries........
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Posted: Wed Feb 04, 2009 6:23 am
((I'm sure you can join, Dred.))
Saleis gasped as she pulled inside, her eyes wide in horror, but she realized that it was just a young woman; witch by the look of it...or mage. She wasn't really keen on the different magics of the world--infact, she didn't even know most about her own speices. She looked at the shorter girl and smiled slightly, confused, "What...do you mean I...belong here?" She murmured, thinking it was too good to be true. As she finally found a place she can live, without worrying about her werewolf habits, and problems? Then there was a knock on the door; subtle, but demanding. "Um, shouldn't you get that?" she asked softly, shy of the young...whatever she was. But slowly, Saleis grew curious, looking about the palor in wonder.
Slowly, her eyes were turning golden, and her fur was iching to come out, scratching and clawing below her skin. But she ignore the feelings, her eyes gazing about the room, genetally taking in every detail of the prized posseions, and such. She walked over to a painting, her fingers tracing over the dired paint; a picture of a moon and a starry sky--it reminded her of home. The wide forest beneath the moonlight. But she supposed the plagued forest wasn't her home any longer; humans ruined life. She gazed at the painted moon and suddenly remembered why her skin was on fire. "Oh my." she gasped, her claws growing longer. "Haven't you have a way to the forest?" she asked the girl, looking towards her with a proper politeness that Saleis was born with.
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Posted: Thu Feb 05, 2009 12:08 am
Raymei smiled. "Of course we do but it appears we have another guest. If you would excuse me..." Raymei straightened her dress, murmured a few magic words, then threw the door open.
Alonso was just coming around the house when he heard his sister's scream.
"Raymei!" he yelled, dropping the firewood he was carrying as he ran towards the front.
Quiet...calm...concentration...all is well...all is...
ERK!
Amelia was thrown out of her dream as she heard a two screams.
"Yelling in the distance...one unknown in the house, one outside, many approaching..." Amelia rushed to her window and threw the curtains to the side.
"Oh dear..."
"AMELIA!!!!" Raymei screamed. The boy was bleeding and just laying there.
"Raymei!" Alonso said, rushing up to her. He took one glance at the boy then looked off into the distance.
"What is it, Alonso?"
"Raymei, get Amelia."
"What? Why?"
"JUST GO GET HER!"
"I'm here, darlings." Amelia appeared behind Raymei and carefully stepped outside.
"We've got a situation," Alonso said.
"I see. And we'll have many more, if you take into consideration the business we're in. So, children, please carry this boy in and entertain him along with our other guest. I shall join you in a moment."
"Alonso...I'm scared..." Raymei said as she watched her brother drag the boy inside.
"Go...entertain...the other...guest..."
"Oh! Of course!"
Amelia, a short woman appearing to be in her twenties, stood in an open field before the hunters. They had paused. Since they were hunters, and since she was on the edge of the house grounds, they could see her.
"Who and what are you?" one hunter commanded.
"I am Amelia the Witch, owner of Amelia's Home. I do believe that you fellows were after a young boy."
"Yes, ma'am, we were," said a young Scottish hunter.
"Well, I'm afraid you won't be getting past me."
"Ma'am," said a man who appeared to be the head hunter. "We have to quarrel with you and no grudge 'gainst witches. We let you practice your craft as long as you promise to not summon any demons. Let us pass, or you shall feel my entire clan's wrath."
"Sorry," Amelia said, voice sweet as honey. "But you shall not pass."
"WHAT WAS THAT????"
"Raymei, get down!"
A huge wave of energy shook the house. Alonso held on to his sister and the boy. Raymei held on to her brother and the girl. The paintings and vases fell. Crashes were heard from the kitchen. The whole house felt like it was falling off the cliff...
And then it was over.
I'll be in my room meditating. I'll be down for dinner at six 'o clock. Please do not disturb until then. Also, please aquaint our new guests to the home. I'm sure they want to settle in.
There was no sign of any change in the house except for the note stuck to the fireplace mantle. Alonso shook himself and helped Raymei up.
"Welcome to Amelia's Home! If you're here then it means you belong!"
"Damn, she's one powerful witch..."
"Alonso! Not in front of the guests!"
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Posted: Thu Feb 05, 2009 12:35 pm
Saleis gasped as the house shook. But through the orderal, she managed to grow a tail. She sighed once everything settled down; not in the least bit worried that everything looked exactly the same. "No, do not worry about his language, or the way he treats others; every one has a voice, whether that voice be soft and gentle, or strong and hard." She smiled, but sighed heavily. "But before I eat or get a room to stay, for I'm sure this is why you greet us so, I must get to the forest; only for a few hours." She said, rushing to the door way after she read the note. "I'll be back by six. I just need to quench some thirst I carry in my burden." She murmured, leaving the house, and kneeling in front of the stairs, bringing out the wolf in her. Her face stretched to a muzzle, and fur sprouted from her skin. She stood, her jewerly still on her, but her clothes had melted away to under her fur. She perked her ears before running into the shadows of the forest on all fours.
Saleis roamed the forest, her nose scenting out anything possible. She had resisted to hunt, for she did not want to anger the witches that ruled over the house. She would learn their rules soon enough. But until then, she would be satisfied with cooked meals and pureifed water from the faucet. She had found a boulder and now laid a top it, snoozing slightly. But she raised her head at the noise of a howl in the distance. Perhaps another of her kind? She raised her maw and let out a shrill, yet beautiful call. No reply. It was just a regular wolf. She sighed heavily, and leaped from her boulder, and ran through the forest. The moment she entered the feild where she could see the house, and started tranforming into a woman again. Running as her fur melted into her clothes and she leaped onto the porch. She ran her fingers through her hair, picking out leaves and such and straightening her clothes and knocking on the door again, opening it, and walking in and closing the door behind. She looked at the clock and gasped, her hands going to her mouth. 6:02. She was late. She hoped they wouldn't be too angry. She whimpered, wandering to the palor again.
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