Suddenly, Kostya was alone, with just Morgan. "You are the perfect knight, not a pawn, one who understands power. You show no weakness, only resolve." The Great Knight held out one hand. "I see great things from you knight, your name will be etched in legacy. If it is power you seek, I can give all that you desire, but you must pledge to me, not the King. Call my true name, and our bond will be complete."
Shun went dead silent. While he cast a glance towards Riley, he didn't bother saying anything in response to her. Driven him mad? No. Morgan was one of them. He was certain of that much now. He did pause when the great knight spoke up. Though, for now, he didn't look towards the mirror again. Instead, he kept his eyes trained on his target.
He had to be a Sidhe. Meaning anything he did from this point on could very well be some sort of trick.
Watching his movements, he tried to keep up, lashing out to strike once he seemed to have the chance. One of the others seemed to be trying to defend him, but he managed to get around.
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My character's name: Shun Kuroda HP: 20 Character's journal link:Here BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Dark haired. basically like this Rank of character knight apprentice Sacred Points obtained: ???/100
HERE YOU SHOULD QUOTE ANYONE YOU ARE TALKING TO
QUOTE MORE PEOPLE IF YOU ARE TALKING OT THEM
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Posted: Mon May 11, 2015 12:51 am
"No," quipped Riley's lack of reflection, and it sounded quite like herself, "everyone is mad here."
The voice cackled, echoing upon itself, painfully, loudly-
- And then a figure stepped out and it wasn't Riley at all but something else entirely-
- She didn't even have a chance to respond as it pushed her into the mirror from where it stepped out.
Nio Love
Riley's mind has gone for a dip in reverse land! For the next five turns in real time, she is convinced she is a sidhe. A sidhe is considered a shadow creature taking all forms and sizes, with powerful magic properties, and the ability to corrupt the hearts of any it touches intentionally or not. All sidhe thrive by hiding their true form.
The mirror prompt was something only Riley could see if she stared right at the mirror herself!
Posted: Mon May 11, 2015 12:53 am
Morgan's Health: 27/50 +3 defense [1 / 3] whisper this is rp not an action
A deal has to be made.
Cady jumped, nearly dropping her bow - but there was no one near enough to whisper, only -
The mirror's surface swam, and from it came two hands, holding out something that spun and shone an ominous red.
I will give you your reflection.
Simple though she may be, even Arcadia was suspicious that the speaker, whomever it was, meant something more than what was said. But a reflection was just, well - her, right? It was just a mirror. Okay, a mirror with hands and a penchant for jewelry. But everyone had seemed so upset about it not working before, and well. That necklace was awfully shiny.
Hesitantly, she stepped forward; as if in a trance, reaching out-
She had never been the type of girl who was afraid to face her own reflection.
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HP: 30/30
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My character's name: Arcadia Winderly Character's journal link:http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=24688677 BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTERArcadia, also known as Cady, is a relatively tall girl with a mop of messy, orange-red hair. This is seemingly in contrast with her relatively tan skin. Prefers tunics with the sleeves torn off and second hand breeches and boots. Has a bow and arrow - be mindful as to where she points it, as she isn't! Rank of character Knight - apprentice! (1d4) ** DONT FORGET TO DISABLE YOUR SIG WHEN POSTING**
Still keeping close, Shun brought his blade back around for a follow up strike.
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My character's name: Shun Kuroda HP: 15 Character's journal link:Here BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Dark haired. basically like this Rank of character knight apprentice Sacred Points obtained: ???/100
Posted: Mon May 11, 2015 12:58 am
As time slowed down around her, and her comrades began to disappear, Amy began to panic. What?! How was this happening? What sorcery was this?! She didn't have time to ponder any longer before she could feel Morgan's presence. Why did he look like he could be...
Why did his presence feel soooo....calm?
He was there in front of her and then he was behind her, causing the poor woman to jump in her skin.
"Its our secret"
What was their secret? Did she make a pact with the devil in her sleep?
"That you are not human"
She....Really wasn't human was she?
"You are a traitor, hiding with your memories purged."
She...Was a traitor? But how? Amy frowned, looking down at her feet. It seemed like she was contemplating his words, his lies.
"I am Sihde?"
"When your true memories awaken, you will inevitably betray all those close to you."
What?......
Amy was forced to look at the mirror then, screaming at the beast that was her refection. Its not true! Shes not a traitor! But.....Would she really know that if her memories were purged?
"I-I.....I cant be...."
She didn't know what to think anymore.
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My character's name: Amy Character's journal link:Here<3 BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Amy is a "classy" ladeh with thick, black and curly, hair worn in a braid down to her butt. She keeps it this way to keep it out of her way when training. Otherwise she wears it free. Her height is about 5'4 with a tanned bronze skin tone that comes from being in the sun far too much. She's usually pretty crass and vocal when the situation calls for it, otherwise she will appear to be everything a proper lady should be. Basically, you push her, she WILL punch you in the face while trying to make sure she doesn't get any blood on her uniform. :']
Rank of character: Knight-Apprentice Sacred Points obtained: 0/100
- And for a moment Shun saw a painful glimpse of something else in Morgan's place. In their hands rested a scepter, and while they had all human features, everything about them was inhuman. It hurt to look at them, even for a second longer.
"You are right," it whispered, "we are all around you. I wonder, how well do you truly know your knight comrades. How do you know which ones you can trust?"
Blade Kuroda
Only Shun can see/hear this!
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Posted: Mon May 11, 2015 1:03 am
Shun all but ignored her. Everyone did. She tried to cast their attentions towards her again, gesturing towards the mirror as she spoke of how it was nothing but trickery that forced their hand, but when she looked again she realized the hand she'd used to gesture with was caught on something. Or, no, something unseen had caught it.
It emerged from the mirror, still holding her arm in it's vicelike grip, and it grinned with too many teeth, pulling her up face to face until Riley realized she was just looking at herself. The grey eyes of her counterpart flashed with something hungry and vicious, moments before it threw her through the mirror, taking her place. It emerged completely, focusing on the knights that attacked Morgan with angry, narrowed eyes.
"Well, if you won't listen to reason." She hissed out, lashing out at Shun first with a vicious snarl.
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My character's name: Riley Illithadian Character's journal link:ok BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Tall, slender, graceful, and entirely obsessed with purity; Riley was raised from birth as a priestess of the light, and continues to follow the values and practices of her stringent sisterhood. She is always prepared with a ritual or a prayer to help purify anything necessary, especially the air and water surrounding them, or the earth beneath their feet. She does not like being touched, or looked at for very long, nor will she meet the gaze of a passerby for longer than is absolutely necessary. She is meek, humble, and completely unprepared for what lies ahead of her. Physical Description:CLICK HERE She wears an unadorned white medieval dress, and a belt of large, extremely heavy prayer beads as a constant burden to remind her of her duty. Her face is partially covered by a modesty veil, which hangs at the lower half of her face. Her eyes are grey, and her hair is black, with only the top layer matted into tight dreadlocks using beeswax - these are carefully wrapped and braided with purple and white ribbons. See this picture for an example of this hairstyle. Intricate filigree of some metal slips in and out of the top of her hair, weaving upward into delicate designs created with special religious significance in mind. Rank of character apprentice-knight Sacred Points obtained: ???/100
[Please ignore the dice roll. I was going to attack, but forgot to change the dice settings when I decided not to.]
He was ready to believe it. That Morgan was not human and instead one of the shadows. One of the enemy amongst them. Trying to destroy everything from the inside.
When he gestured to the mirror, urging them to look again, Yuki paled when his own reflection was gone.
That was impossible. He was human. Humans had reflections. He was human.
"What is... It's dark magic. It has to be. This isn't real..."
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My character's name: Yuki Character's journal link:Here BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Reference here; without pointed ears. Rank of character Apprentice-Knight Sacred Points obtained: 0/100
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Posted: Mon May 11, 2015 1:05 am
Morgan's Health HP: 26 [ 1 of 3 used ]
The praised washed over him like fresh glacier water, trickling down from the first melt of spring. The world quieted around them until it became nothing, the silence a gauze around his head. "Do you?" he asked, looking at the hand with suspicion, hesitation, desire.
He did not remember much, of his life. None, save for the scraps bequeathed unto him but--
The comfort of power was the only guarantee this life would remain his own. That he would be unburdened by the lesser beings that would try to stand in his way. Power would mean that all choices would be his and his alone to make.
"The offer is temptation incarnate, Ser."
He tilted his head, and reached out with his own hand, bare.
"I concede. For me to call your true name, I must first know it. So, Ser, pray tell-- what is thine true name?"
hp 20
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My character's name: ser konstantin bashmet Character's journal link:here BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER
With dark brown hair and two days of stubble, Kostya is a rugged, attractive knight. Although he's not the tallest among the knights-- measuring in at only 5'7"-- his body is honed from the training he did in and around his native villages, sleek and whipcord strong. He prefers to work at range, utilizing a large crossbow as his weapon of choice.
In personality, Kostya leans towards the stoic, although a cruel streak in him leads to humor at other people's expenses. He traditionally carries around a small flagon of alcohol, acquired through whatever means necessary. He lacks true compassion, and cannot process empathy in any significant amount, leading him to take advantage of lesser folk-- by manipulation or force-- to get what he wants.
The necklace burned. It tore off Cady's skin, and it hurt every second she held onto it. The pain arced around her, forcing her to her knees, driving her to a half-catatonic half-mad state where all she could think of was agony-- something tore from her and she didn't even have a reflection to see what --
-- Finally the pain subsided. As she moved, the reflection behind her did as well.
It didn't show anything resembling human, only a monster, made of scorpion tail, lion's head and bird wings. Not even horseman or sidhe - something else. A deviation. This was her true reflection.
Ravvlet
Arcadia is now convinced she's a (shadow) chimera for the next five turns AND/OR if someone wants to knock her HP to 0. She acts on instinct pretty much and works like a small mob, auto-attacking whatever she sees. During those turns her attacks are unlimited. You can go ahead and "drag" players into PRP with you OR raid the orps. Please keep in mind she only THINK she's a chimera, she's actually you know, still a knight. It's all in the head - it is all in the head. If she snaps out of it, she does remember going crazy.
PS: Everything that happened here, as per usual, only she can see!
Shun faltered after his last swing missed. Not because of the fact that he failed to make contact, but the vision that flashed before his eyes. He took a step back, averting his gaze from the... thing that stood in Morgan's place. Something was not right with them. And that whisper echoed through him, sending chills through his body.
It did have a point.
He knew nothing about any of his comrades. A handful of names he had, but for most he didn't even have that much. Any one of them could be a Sidhe. Hiding. He could trust no one. For all he knew, he was in this alone.
Riley's words cut through the air and snapped him from his thoughts. That, and her strike did pretty well to do that. Staggering back, he turned towards her, narrowing his eyes.
"Back off," he hissed in return, swinging upwards at her with his blade to try and ward her off. Why did she strike him now of all times? Oh. Right. She wanted him to stop attacking Morgan. The Sidhe. And now...
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My character's name: Shun Kuroda HP: 13 Character's journal link:Here BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Dark haired. basically like this Rank of character knight apprentice Sacred Points obtained: ???/100
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Target: Riley Damage: 4
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"It is the King," Morgan continued, as Amy's reflection mirrored her every move, "he took them from you. Your memories. He polluted them, corrupted him with concepts of being a knight to further his army. If Camelot falls, everything you have lost you will regain again. You will no longer be caged."
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Posted: Mon May 11, 2015 1:19 am
A screech forced its way from her throat as he sliced up at her, and she backed away, skulking around him like a predator might stalk it's prey. When she neared another man, she whirled and turned on him instead, her nails digging deep into Yuki's neck. She had no words for the man, no explanation for why she'd suddenly begun to try and choke him, except for the lifeless, maddening glare in her eyes.
She was a stark contrast from the gentle woman he'd met. It was impossible to say which had been the true Riley, from how well she managed to dig into his skin.
And she knew, even as she watched him, that this would tear him apart. She attacked him because the woman she once was would never have hurt him, and this one did. Her hands were not her only weapons.
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My character's name: Riley Illithadian Character's journal link:ok BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Tall, slender, graceful, and entirely obsessed with purity; Riley was raised from birth as a priestess of the light, and continues to follow the values and practices of her stringent sisterhood. She is always prepared with a ritual or a prayer to help purify anything necessary, especially the air and water surrounding them, or the earth beneath their feet. She does not like being touched, or looked at for very long, nor will she meet the gaze of a passerby for longer than is absolutely necessary. She is meek, humble, and completely unprepared for what lies ahead of her. Physical Description:CLICK HERE She wears an unadorned white medieval dress, and a belt of large, extremely heavy prayer beads as a constant burden to remind her of her duty. Her face is partially covered by a modesty veil, which hangs at the lower half of her face. Her eyes are grey, and her hair is black, with only the top layer matted into tight dreadlocks using beeswax - these are carefully wrapped and braided with purple and white ribbons. See this picture for an example of this hairstyle. Intricate filigree of some metal slips in and out of the top of her hair, weaving upward into delicate designs created with special religious significance in mind. Rank of character apprentice-knight Sacred Points obtained: ???/100
"It is not temptation," Morgan corrected, "it is a promise. And with names, there comes power. If you wish to turn back you still can, you can join these sheep-" he pointed to the chaos around him - "or you can be something better. Your mistake comes from thinking you were trapped in the first place, when all you were was caged."
Morgan shifted slightly, the movement odd, disconcerting. They were simply standing in one place, and then they were not. "Prove yourself. Prove yourself worthy of my true name, and with it will come power. Take down any who oppose me."
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Entirely up to kostya what to do! He is granted an extra 3 action points to do as he pleases!
My character's name: Amy 
