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Adrian Marsden

Hair: Sunstreaked blonde
Eyes: Blue
Age: 8

Personalilty: Lonely, timid, with a strong sense of right. Lacks confidence in himself. Likes horses but is afraid of them.

History: An only child of Darius Marsden, a rancher who loves horses. They are the family's livelihood at the Marsden Stables. His father loves working with them and takes excellent care of the equines.

Adrian is afraid of them despite living near and around horses all his life. His father is loving but frustrated by his son's fear. He simply cannot understand it and quite often shoves the boy into doing things with him anyhow. He is quite often short-tempered and exasperated at the child's timidity thinking the boy should be stronger. As a result he often shoves the boy aside to do the chores himself. He's even gone so far as to force the boy to clean a stall with a horse still inside, hoping to help him get over his fear. From time to time Adrian is tossed up onto the back of a horse his father has saddled for exercise and simply told to go for a ride despite the protests and terror from the boy. Darius is not cruel, but he simply does not comprehend the child's point of view.

Hopefully this is about the father learning a lesson as much as the boy and the demon.

Coming soon.

I'll put the links on current RPs here so that anyone who wants to read an in-progress RP can do so. I'll most likely add them as posts once they are assembled.

Coming soon.

These are for my own use....


Ok, The Rp requirements will be as follows. These are not completely set in stone, but for now jst use these as guidelines.

Orb to Undera:
Six journal entries. (These must be at least one paragraph in length, so roughly a minimum of 5 lines per entry.)

Undera to Corsea:
Twelve additional journal entries and regular RP.
(The same as before for journal entries. Roleplay minimum is one post per week either in the guild or in the shop thread.)

Corsea to Coursier/Courtesan:
Eighteen additional journal entries and regular RP.

So by the end you should have 36 entries, some excellent RP and hopefully pleanty of good friends too ^_^.

Courtier/Courtesan to Luchea:
These will be decided by the staff, normally as a reward for both shop layalty and excepional roleplay.


[xThe Reasonx]

Dancing, floating and laughter filled the expansive hall, full of masquerade dancers and musicians.

Each one was destined to join a troubled human when Jareth allowed them and each one was battling for the Goblin King's attention.

The Goblins with their ever keen ears, listen out for troubled Gaians and decide if they are ready for their Orb Guardians.


...I wish this would end....

....take this child of mine far away from me!


Jareth, tired of having to answer every whine and call sent out in the right way, thought a plan up.

He would send one of his own to ease the humans suffering, releave him of his annoyance and to spread his dark influence.

"hurry! now bring me my crystals!" he yelled out to his Goblins, the alarm bell going off to emphasise his great need of them,

once he had his leather clad hands on his crystals he spun them around together so they clinked and tinkled and sung like a windchime.

The laughter and excitement of his Orb dwellers rang out across the labyrinth as each orb was released to collect an essence from which it was to get it's form.

All across Gaia troubled Gaians who had pleaded to the Goblin King recieved at package and note, each containing their dreams and prayers.


[.Orb]


This stage is the orb's that Jareth owns and gives out, the swirling colors inside is the essence of a creature it has captured and a sample of it's owners dreams. Once the orb has been nursed enough it will crack and the mist will form into it's next stage.
This will need 6 journal entries within that time, either in RP format or journal format each pet can be given a guardian


[.Undera]


Undera are the essence that have merged with the orb they were trapped in and manifested as a human like form. They are like ghosts, childlike with only stomach up in a firm form below they have a series of ribbons (in the color of what their soul color was) spiralling loosely around an orb.
at this point they are genderless.

[.Corsea]



This is where they claim their gender and the solid part of their bodies becomes waist up. The ribbons will enclose closer aound the orb which will have began to glow, your pet will aquire its mask. At this point your pet may acquire a goblin or fairy as a pet.

[.Courtier and Courtesan]



This stage is where your pet acquires it's full human form, along with it's unique masquerade clothes and either a fan or glass of wine to hold.

[.Lurchea and Lurchese]

Coming soon.

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Orb Form
Base colour: something between #330000 and #660000, which is a deep warm brown like his hair.
Smoke colour: silver
Design inside the orb: (rare and legendary only) black Wolfe I made the image so feel free to use it.

Name: Wulfe Fene`rin
Guardian: Eftemie
Gender: Male
Type: Demon
Hair color: Deep warm brown bordering black it's so intense
Hair style: Long loose, kind of wild, with one long braid on the right tied with a black cord and silver/purple beads.
Eye color: Silver
Skin color: Tanned from being outside alot
Markings: a black wolf's head on the back of his left hand, with the tail ending at his elbow Wolfe

Clothing style (later Stages): Black, blue/purple, some silver and mask designed to scare someone for his amusement, but clothing is kind of gothic and dark meaning he'd wear black leather pants and a black leather vest which might have one silver button, and a possible silver studded belt.
Wings: Black feathered wings like a raven
Horns: Typical upright horns and a leathery spaded tail
Ears: pointed like elf ears
Accesories: Wears a silver ear cuff on right ear from which a blue/purple feather dangles. Also has two or three piercings on left ear bottom ring has a dangle with a silver wolf's head. A couple silver chains around his neck, one with a wolf charm attached to it. Two silver bracers on upper arms. Heh, he likes silver jewelry to match his eyes.
Personality: Haughty, loner, proud, calculating, temperamental



This is so that I can just c&p the code below for my banners lol. I'm lazy. Added note... I make my own banners and bars. You can use the layout of my journal, but don't steal my graphics. I worked hard to make them. If you want to use them for size, then drop me a PM telling me so. XD

Later that afternoon Darius moved forwards, saddling one horse. Then after making sure that the stirrups were properly set, he turned around to look for his son.

"Adrian!"

The boy jumped at the sound of his name. "Yes, dad?"

"Come here." he said, holding the reigns. When the child walked from the tack room, his father immediately picked him up, shoving him into the saddle.

"Put your feet in the stirrups. He needs to be exercised." the man commented, his voice gruff. "Take him around the field two or three times. It'll take some of that nervousness from him and he'll settle back down."

The horse impatiently pawed the ground, snorting his irritation as Darius led his son out the door and then tossed him the reigns.

"A fast trot will do if you follow the fence row around the edge."

Adrian flinched when his father had shoved him atop the creature. It wasn't that he didn't like horses. They just made him nervous because they were so big. He blinked hard trying to control his fear.

"Yes, dad." he replied quietly. The horse took off at a fast trot, the boy hanging on as he bounced around in the saddle. Adrian didn't have control of the horse. It had control of him.

Darius shook his head, watching him for a few moments. "what on earth is wrong with that child? That horse isn't going to hurt him."

The bouncing from side to side didn't settle down until he'd ridden the horse around the field three times. He'd had to hang onto the saddlehorn the entire time. It was the only way he felt safe and could remain seated. His dad just didn't understand. He did love horses. He just was afraid of getting stepped on and they moved around so much that he was certain he was going to get trampled. Finally, he turned towards the barn once more at a slow walk. Relief slipped into him and he nearly sighed. Thankfully it was over.

Coming soon.