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Nov 03, 2012 01:58PM
Okay so what kind of RPs do you usually do?
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hmm well i wanna do something original not like vampire and werewolf poop. Hm well wanna do like a fantasy one> We could do sirens, or like some cool dragon like creatures, or faires or..... idk. im pretty low on ideas. You got any?
Hmmm, what about something like elementals. It would be cool if we did a star crossed lover thing, like water and fire because they are opposites. Or I haven't done a fairy one yet. That would be fun. What were you thinking for the storyline. Like friends or more of a romance kinda thing. I'm good with anything. Or we could make what they do a focal point. Like they could be far hunters or something along those lines. So many ideas!!!:)
What about the fairy realm is divided into four sections, air, water, earth, and fire. When a fairy is born, it is born with power over one element, and they know what element this is by the color of their eyes. Red for fire, blue for water, green for earth, and gray for air. They are sent to the section that possess the same power and will live their for the rest of their life. Now I have two plot ideas.
#1. One fae child is born with two different colored eyes. They are banished from the fairy kingdom, and sent to live with mortals. Overtime they learn of their powers, though they have no idea how to control them. On their sixteenth birthday, they are kidnapped by one of the elements, lets just say fire. Fire keeps them and plans to use them as a weapon against all the other elements. We could do a romance were say a fire fairy falls in love with her and tries to free her.
#2. A fairy from the water kingdom is sent to the fire kingdom to take down the ruler. They somehow become close to the ruler, and end up either falling in love or becoming friends. Then we could do a big drama with like betrayl and all that jazz.
what you think???
I like #2. And I think the fire betrayal person should be female. Just because its different that the usual. And I think a romance would be more dramatic. I would love to be the fire but whatever you want is good with me!!:)
Okay awesome I like #2 too. but I wanted to be her too... so how should we decide who should be her??
Hmmm, well I can be the other element but I would love to be a girl??? Does that work for you? If not then I can totally do anything else:)
Sure!:) or we could even do two 1x1 rps. They would have to be totally different but it's just another idea. I have a compromise, if your not ok with it then I will be the male water and you can be the female fire. What if, since fire and female seem to be the ones we want most then the water could be female so that that person would have something they want and something they could care less about and then the fire would be male. I'm fine with either male or female it's totally your choice and again I'm cool with being the water male if your totally annoyed at me:)
no just could i be the girl?? we can do whatever with elements or whatever but would it be okay if i was the girl?? we could do both of the ideas i have and in one one of us could be the girl and in the other a boy
okay cool. SO would you wanna do like two seperate RPs; one for me being the girl and one for you being the girl. Or we could do two settings; were earth is invading air and when water is invading fire.
Ivera stood a few feet away from the border of the fire realm, glaring into the bright wall of flames that protected the flaming kingdom. She ran a pale slender hand through her long snow white hair and inhaled slowly, preparing her mind and body for the change she was about to bestow upon herself. Ivera pictured herself in her mind, her tall willowy frame, chalk white skin, and fierce blue eyes, and pictured all of her bony featured being erased, until all remained was a blank form of a body. Then she began to recreate herself. Instead of her old straight fair hair, wild coal black waves had taken shape, the tips of the curls a bright red orange. Her skin was now a deep tan and her skin seemed to glow from an inner light. Her almost black eyes were veiled with thick ebony lashes, and her eyebrows were shaped in a way that made her look mischievous. Her body was now tall and curved, and layers of muscle had been built upon her tiny frame. Oh the wonders of glamour, Ivera thought as she shook her hand out and painted a charming smile on her face. She sauntered over to te guard protecting the suspecting city and her red lips formed a vicious grin. He looked over at her and his eyes curious. She stood a few feet away from him, feeling the heat of the fire on her face. "Why hi there. You think you could let me by?" She asked in a deep honey sweet voice that was so unlike hers. "Reasoning for leaving the realm?" He asked, trying to keep his cool uncaring demeanor. "I was taking care of some.... business ." she said with a predator smile. "Im gonna have to see some identification." She sighed inwardly but stuck her arm out. On her inner wrist was an intricate black tattoo that twisted halfway up her arm. It was used in the realm as a sort of human drivers license. She had copied the image from a fire faerie she had captured. The guard touched his finger to the tattoo and flames licked at the surface of the tattoo before fading. "Alright mam come on in." He said and stepped out of the way. Ivera smiled and walked through the wall of fire. The spell that she had cast upon herself made her fire resistant like the other fire fearies, but she still felt as if the heat was pressing in on her and the flames were scratching at her skin. She had finally passed through the wall and stood on a street in the city. She could see the castle from here, and she smiled from ear to ear.
((Haha it's all good! He is going to be pretty high up in the ranking system. If your not ok with this then I can't totally change it!))Leven peeked around the corner of the castle wall. He had just slippe on plain trousers and an old white shirt. He had a small cloak on to mask his face. His steps were silent and he passed barely anyone. He walked right past the castle gaurd. The gaurd had the standard red and black uniform outfit on and wore it proudly. Once out of the castle walls he smiled slightly. He picked up his pace and jogged down to the village closest to the castle. He saw the familiar worn, green sign of his favourite pub. He walked in unnoticed and asked for an ale. Leven sat in the back corner of the bar every Tuesday night at precisely
1:36 am. He did it to get away from his father, from his advisors, from the watchful eyes of everyone else.
Leven was technically the Prince of the fire realm, since father was King Malcom. While he preferred to be thought of as otherwise, his father did not like that idea. Leven was the rightful heir to the throne but he didn't leave the castle, go to any of his fathers parties or events and he certainly didn't court any of the gossipy ladies that his father tried to force upon him. Not one of the common people knew his face, they only knew of Prince Leven. A name. Which was why he could leave secretly and not be ambushed by his people. Not that he didn't love them, but he just didn't have desire to live the life his father did. He had many jobs in the castle, learning to be the king and all but he mostly wanted to be free of the judgement he got everyday.
Leven watched the people. There were drunk men harassing the attractive waitress. There were many men in groups, laughing and talking about one thing or another. There were the usual group of young boys trying to get it. He thought it facinating to anylize their behaviour and think of what they might do in his position. Or what he might do in their position.
((No no it's awesome))Ivera headed down the packed streets, elbowing people out o her way and mirroring the fierce scowls they sent her way. Throngs of people crowded the side walk and streets, delaying the few carriages that passed down the dirt roads and leaving little room for pedestrians trying to pass by. Ivera kept her hand deep in the pocket of her long leather coat, where he silver dagger was hidden. Alleyways were full of fighting men, clearly drunk and almost to the point of blacking out. Seems like n ones every sober in the fire realm she thought as a large man stinking of ale tried to grab her shoulder.
It seemed as if the masses of people had taken all the oxegyn left in the burning world, and Ivera was almost gasping for air by the time she reached a desolate street. She ran a slender tan hand through her wavy ebony hair, walking down the crumbling side walk. This world was the polar opposite of her home, where everyone was cool, calm, and sober. Here chaos awaited around every corner, ready to claim its next victim. Ivera sighed and turned her head, seeing another wave of people approach. She quickly turned and stumbled into a random building, hoping she wasn't entering the home of some angry fire lord.
Instead she found herself in a dimly lit bar, smoke fogging up the small restaurant and clogging up her throat. Burly men sat in torn leather booths, their fancy cigars the source of the acrid smoke. A group of males sat in the corner of the bar, playing poker as a scantly clad waitress served them large frosted glasses of beer. Ivera made her way to the bar and sat on a hard leather stool, spinning around and placing her elbows on the sticky surface of the table. The man working the bar turned to ask for her order and she pointed to the men in the back, who were now chugging their glasses of alcohol. "I'll take one of those." She said without the waiter even asking her.

