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The One Who Knocks
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"There is no one in this room that can stand against me! The Hand of God be my witness, I am the Voice from the Outer World!"
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Took me 10 years to realize antagonists are way more fun to write.
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Updated my bio after 2 years. Feels good. :>
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Back from a two year break?
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Writing is like a workout muscle. If you haven't written in a while, it hurts at first, but when you're done, the endorphins come rushing in and you forget why you ever stopped.
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Your Local Antagonist
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"A million times I have done this charade. The moment people figure it out, I get the boot." she thought.
"But don't you want to see the fear in their eyes when they see who you really are...? Don't you want dominion of this place, just like how you were unchallenged in Vaal Kastrix?" said the Voice.
Ciara scoffed, immediately thinking of Gulliver and Valen. "I'd love to wipe the smirk off their faces."
"It starts by building a rumor. A rumor of power. This could be the place to start."
She took a deep breath, narrowing her eyes resolutely at the Undermage. "Head Advisor, with all due respect, you have no right to ask me about my intentions. If you want answers..."
She stood from her seat, rising to her full height.
"You'll have to duel me for them."
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Iris Ascendis Roleplay (2023) | TikTok Tribute
Her breath caught when she felt the cold metal of a pistol against her temple.
"Put the heart down, and back the hell up if you want your friend to live," the guard said to Ellie in a rumbling baritone, digging the gun into Dream's head.
Dream squinted at Ellie, vision blurred as she tried to breathe. The heart, glinting in Ellie's hands.
The doctor, his face turning white every time she asked what would happen if they failed. Above all else, he said, they had to keep the heart safe. They had to, even if it meant...
She snarled, her boot stamping down on the guard's foot, a burst of light bruising the bone. He yelped, losing his grip. That's all she needed, and she tore away. But in her haste, she saw his free arm reaching for her, and she slipped on panicked feet as he pushed her off the railing.
She held back a scream, staring straight down into the boiling pit below. The guard wrapped a tight hand around her ankle, and Ellie could see Dream's other foot flailing; she restrained herself poorly from kicking the guard, desperately hoping she wouldn't die.
As her captor supported himself against the railing, his pistol pointed at Ellie.
"I'll drop her, I swear I'll drop her!"
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TENEBRAE: The Rebellion of Shadows Roleplay (2021)
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This is beautiful, I'll bookmark it. (2016)
Deep, golden orbs stared back at her from within the cave.
God, she couldn't breathe.
He was monstrous. The ground trembled under her feet as his rippling, massive body exited the cave. Thunderous footsteps left cracks in the dirt, his breath sent waves of heat creeping over her skin. The transformation was slow, but it looked like something from a nightmare with the way his long teeth were bared.
A great and terrible roar sounded from his gaping maw.
She needed to run. Now.
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Academy 218 Roleplay (2014)
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Thaaaaat was amazing, Angel! So worth the wait! The addition of lore is fascinating too. ;)
That means it's Lexi's turn!
That means it's Lexi's turn!
Near Kari's House
Mentions: None. Direct Dialogue: Drake (@Punished GN), Stormy (@Blizz)
”Who is that someone? And I don't want to hear no more about you wanting to come back because that ship has sailed, sweetheart.”
“You can't change who you are, little capo.” The White Suit crooned in her head.
“Urusai. (Shut up.) He doesn't mean it.”
“You can lie to yourself all you like. I won't stop you.”
“I just have to approach this differently.”
“Try to convince them you weren't stalking.”
“I'm good at bullshitting, but Drake already has his lie detectors on. My bad habits have dug my grave with him.”
“So what will you do?”
“I'm not giving up.”
“And his question?”
Luna stayed there kneeling on the branch for a moment. The tears had evaporated, but something inside her still felt crushed.
She put it all on the line there. But…
One who cried wolf was never listened to. One who broke the trust given to them, like a shattered glass, was stuck grasping at pieces. Unmendable.
Or was it?
“The rest of the coven will listen to me. I have to believe in that.” Her chin jutted out stubbornly.
“You can't change who you are.”
“Then… I'll burn down the coven to feel it's warmth.”
“Will you really?”
“I'll do what I have to.”
“Your denial is blinding you.”
“Your lack of faith is blinding you, Don.”
“It's over, trust me.”
Luna gritted her teeth together, her face twisting up as she gripped her temples. She spoke aloud, sharply. “Urusai! (Shut up!)”
She stood and pointed an angry finger at Drake. “I'm just trying to help you. Do you know how daunting it is to even try showing my face around those I've respected and missed for ten years?! I was building up my courage to face you. I never meant anything malicious by spying!”
Her hand sliced the air in universal ‘no’ sign before balling into fists.“I even offered to make it up to you, and you don't believe me? That's not fair! You're not even giving me a chance!”
Her arms crossed her chest, and she turned away, as much as she could on the narrow branch.
“I'm not telling you anything else!”
That's when Stormy approached the tree from below.
”Whatever you’re about to do, I’d suggest thinking heavily on your options. You aren’t welcome around here, Tsukino.
“We have no interest in dealing with your mafia.”
“Fuzakeruna. (Don't mess with me.) You're the one who destroyed your own covenmate - don't talk to me about being ‘welcome’. Have you even tried talking to Layla again?
“Yeah, I know everything. I know how you tortured her and made her want to kill herself to make the pain stop. You can paint me as the villain all you want, but I see through your bullshit, kusogaki. (Unpleasant brat.)”
Luna started getting agitated, light streaming from her fingertips.
“Maybe I should really teach you how to be someone's friend, huh?”
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Kari's House
Mentions: Direct Dialogue: Aryin (@NoriWasHere) Ken (@AtomicEmperor), everyone at the house
"It wasn't your friend. One dead host was never going to be enough. Believe me, you're better off without-”
Layla's eyes narrowed, and she crossed her arms in front of her.
The kid was preaching to her about Void? He clearly didn't understand. Void would have never hurt her. Like, really hurt her. He had his reasons. And he gave her strength. Strength she needed to grab her destiny, to be free of her curse.
Now? She sure wasn't free. But the medicine made it feel like Mr. Riil wasn't the end of the world.
”Yes, a toast for everyone lost to Father Wolf: Elsa, Lionel, Kura, Samantha, Simone… And Alizee, too. She was one of the best of us, all negatives aside.”
Layla perked up a bit, some of the darkness leaving her face at the mention of Alizée. The girl Layla had replaced, once upon a time.
Did Britney really mean what she said?
She moved closer to the circle forming around Sully, eyes glancing down at Aislin. Wait, when had Aislin gotten there?
”You were so brave for coming to my defense, Aislin. I could’ve taken him out if he didn’t throw me back to the city from the island.”
Aislin giggled, a bit of a head rush making her words drawn out. “I'd do it again. George is a meanie. Though I just ended up hurting myself…”
Aislin made a crumpled face at Aryin’s bruises. “That's gotta hurt.”
”George is very strong..”
That was when Britney leveled a lethal gaze at Aislin.
”Aislin, put that thing away. There's a kid here, and we got shit to do.”
Aislin's face flushed with embarrassment, and she avoided Britney's gaze. Layla's head tilted as she watched. Was Aislin mad at Britney for something?
At least Britney was Layla's friend. Layla puffed her chest out a bit. Yes, she had the best of friends.
"I'm almost positive we're being watched from those trees by someone. Just a feeling."
“Oh shit! Is it your stalker?”
Aislin's eyes bugged out. “Taaaaayla? You have a stalker?” Her gaze shifted to Sully. ”Is this what you were talking about?
That was when the recollection hit, jarring Layla and Aislin. Recollection or not, it didn't stop the boys getting all excited over a possible spy.
“Get inside. We got this motherfucker! AY, DRAKE, GET HIS BITCH ASS MAN! GO, GO, GO!”
Layla and Aislin blinked in unison, staring as Sully ran out the door after Drake, headed to the trees. Layla's frown grew, before she took a seat beside Aislin.
“Sis, hook me up.”
Aislin gave Layla a quizzical look. “You sure? I don't think you ever had this before…”
Layla simply held out her hands, and Aislin hesitated before passing over the bong.
”Oy, Ken! Take us to the basement so we can get shit started… Don’t want to keep hanging around till we get fucking arrested- I, for one, can’t afford that. You can get us in without needing to break anything, right?”
White Linqian spoke, Layla burned the rest of the bowl, taking the hits meant for others. Aislin's face contorted into panicked surprise.
“Dude, that's waaaay too much.”
Layla coughed, passing the bong back. She was quiet for a long moment, eyes squeezed shut, before she breathed a long, relaxed sigh.
“That feels better.”
“How do you, uh, feel?”
“Like my head is somewhere in the attic. Real airy like.”
Aislin laughed, pouring out the water from the bong in the sink and placing the bong back in her bag. She offered a hand to Layla, winking. “You're gonna need some help up, I think.”
“I'm fi-” Layla tried getting up, before she swayed and flopped back down.“Oh.”
Ailsin giggled again, helping Layla to her feet and guiding her to the basement door. She used her animation to open it, and it wriggled to the side. The staircase stretched down for what seemed like forever.
“I… got a serious case of vertigo.” Layla stated, looking at the stairs with eyes half closed.
“Ahhhh, you'll be fine. I'll hold you.” Aislin smirked. “If you take it slow, your head and your body stay connected. Go too fast, and your mind just fliiiies away.”
Layla nodded vigorously. “I get you.”
“You're both stoned out of your mind.” Mr. Riil chimed in her head.
“Heyyy youuu. I do what I want.” Layla waved at the wall, trying to shoo Mr. Riil's voice away.
“Who are you talking too?”
“I can hear voices in my head.”
“Uh, yeah. Yeah that's pretty normal.”
They were halfway down the steps when Layla squeezed on Aislin's arm.“I got it!”
“What, what is it?”
“Is Lionel dead?”
“I… think so, yeah.”
“Dang. He knew what Kari was talking about when she said she went to ‘them’, right?”
“Riiiight…?”
“Should we trespass Lionel's house too?”
“Duuuude… you're a genius.”
“I knooooww.”
And their conversations continued nonsensically as they made it to the bottom of the basement steps. Aislin turned her head back to the light filtering down from the top of the staircase.
“Ken? Linqian? Sloane? You coming?”
"Alright, alright. Come with me, and be sure to keep an ear out for Brother Drake. Some should stay up here.”
Aislin smiled, gently pulling Layla to the side as Ken made his way down the steps to lead the group in prayer. Well, not prayer, but he seemed to know his way around Kari's home the best.
Aislin and Layla watched on as Ken stuck a coin in the plaster, opening a strange looking pocket dimension.
“Whoa.”
Layla, rather mellowed out now, tugged on Aislin's sleeve, pointing towards the pocket dimension.“Good place to hide your stuff?”
“My stuff?”
“Weed.”
“Oh. Yeah, yeah.”
They both jumped a bit when Ken burst into tears again, staring as he pulled stuff out of the pocket. Layla immediately went for one of the jewelry boxes, picking out one of the glowing stones and just staring at it.
”Whoa.
Aislin, however, went to the side of Ken placing a hand on his back. “Hey, hey relax, buddy.”
That was when Ken punched the wall, causing Aislin to move back a bit, startled.
"-there... The books weren't fucking in there..."
Layla dropped the stone, her focus snapping to Ken as he swore aloud, falling to his knees. She felt like she was walking through a haze as she moved to the other side of the table, standing beside Aislin. Instead of staring at Ken's broken face, she opted to stare into the empty pocket dimension as it disappeared.
“I'll share the same idea that I did with Aislin. Lionel knew something. We can trash his place too.”
Aislin remained hopeful. “We can't give up on Kari. Maybe there's something useful in her albums.”
Layla shook her head. “No, siiiis. Face it, Father Wolf is one step ahead of us. He has been from the start.”
Aislin blew up her cheeks, determined. “No, there has to be something Father Wolf missed. Something that can help us.”
Layla just shrugged, and started staring at the shiny rocks on the table again.
”Whatever."
Near Kari's House
Mentions: None. Direct Dialogue: Drake (@Punished GN)
The trees were bathed in an icy electrical glow as the halberd hovered ominously in front of Luna's eyes.
“...Shimatta. (Damn it.)” She mumbled, eyes focused on the tip of the weapon.
”... Take that mask off, stand up against the tree, and keep your hands where I can see them.
“You're coming down with me. We're gonna find out who you are and why you're stalking us. And if you're that Wolf Bastard, you're dead.”
Luna swallowed nervously behind the mask. She knew Drake very well. One wrong move, and he'd have no problem showing her exactly what his abstraction did. Judging from how pissed off he was, it'd be stronger than getting tazed, for sure.
Thoughts passed through her head at lightning speed. She could still try to run. But, given how close that halberd was to her face, and how Drake was watching her like a hawk, it was very unlikely she'd get very far, even if she had some amount of the element of surprise on her side. He didn't know her abstraction, after all.
Not yet, at least.
The moment the mask came off, she was certain this conversation would take a very, very dark turn. He'd put two and two together, know who she was, what she was trying to do.
She had to play this to her advantage. She had to convince him she had pure intentions. Her future in this coven depended on it. If she even had a slim chance of being accepted, she had to comply. Hell, she'd probably have to grovel, and even then, her chances were dicey. But she had to. She had to convince Drake she wasn't the enemy.
Certainly, she wasn't the Wolf they were after.
Everything she was hung on this moment. Her desire to be a part of the coven, instead of watching it from afar like a lonely kid. Everything depended on this moment.
With her throat feeling unfairly parched, Luna slowly slid her hands out from behind her head, keeping them raised, fingers spread in the air. They were empty.
Eyes shifting from the tip of the halberd to Drake's stony face, Luna shifted her weight and got to her feet, back uncomfortably pressed against the rough bark of the spruce.
Her hands moved to her mask, and she grit her teeth, willing herself to speak.
“Okay, okay you got me. Drake, I can explain. I'm not Father Wolf, but-”
Should she come clean or not? With Drake, she knew any bullshit she pulled now would only be marked against her.
She took a deep breath.
“-But I have been spying on you. Not because someone ordered me to. Well, that's partially true. But that's not the point. You're in danger. I know everything. I know about the police raid, I know about the gang fight, and I know tensions are high between you and the 8th Street. I know you keep losing members to a serial killer by the day.”
She swallowed the lump in her throat, her words becoming more jumbled and rushed by the second. She was suddenly reverted back to how she was ten years ago, the outcast who thought it was wise to mix business with friends.
“I- I know you need help. Please, let me help you. The vision- Kari went to someone. An unknown third party. I can use my connections and find out who. Please, please trust me.”
Her hands moved to hover open-handed in the air, and she sank to her knees, branch swaying underneath her. There was a pleading tremble in her voice.
“Drake, I was a stupid kid all those years ago. I have regretted my actions every day since getting kicked out. I should have never sold coven secrets, and I should have never tried to poach members. If I could do it all over again I'd have never done it. I'd have never hurt you, and hurt what we had built.”
There was a hitch in her throat.
“I have missed my family, my covenmates, every day. Every day I'm plagued by heavy guilt. I can never rest. I daydream of our memories, hoping one day I could live that again.”
Luna was speaking so fervently that her voice broke as wetness entered her eyes. She kneeled there, masked face dropping to stare at Drake's feet. A hand slowly slipped under the mask to wipe hot tears away.
“...Kuso! (Fuck!)” Her teeth under the mask were bared as she cursed quietly.
A few labored breaths, and Luna’s trembling voice continued on.
“If you say ‘leave your old life, leave your business behind’, I'll do it.”
Her head snapped up. “I swear I'll do it! It's blood in, blood out- they'll try to kill me. But I don't care! The coven is back together again, and I want to come home!”
She swallowed again, nearly choking on her tears as she slowly removed the mask. Her glistening eyes stared up at Drake.
“Please… please, Drake. Let me come home.”
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I'm sorry, I'm not sure that I can keep up with a roleplay right now.
No pressure, Naomi. I'm not going to be able to post for a couple of days. If you're able to post before me, great. If not, we can skip you for this round. If you need to drop the roleplay too, that's okay. Please just let me know.
Updated my post, sorry for the change!
Near Kari's House
Mentions: Sully (@Atrophy), Tayla (@silvermist1116) Direct Dialogue: Drake (@Punished GN)
Luna knew she was cooked the moment Tayla made eye contact. Tayla may not have known exactly where Luna's hiding spot was, but it was written all over her face, magnified by the binoculars. She knew Luna was here.
“You've been compromised.”
“Yes.”
“What will you do?”
“They know someone is here, but they don't know who. They'll be on edge. They don't know how they're getting picked off.”
“So you're expecting it to be violent?”
Luna watched the patio with her naked eye, binoculars lowered. She thought for a moment, before she saw Drake tap Tayla on the shoulder.
The binoculars hid her eyes, and she mumbled aloud. “Saa naa. (Who knows?)”
She saw in high definition Drake's piercing eyes search the treeline - her hiding spot. Her eyes narrowed in response. This could get ugly very quickly.
Drake's aura became electrified, and he launched himself off the ground. He rapidly took up space in her magnified vision, and she ripped the binoculars away.
He was headed straight for her!
There was no time to react.
“The eviden-”
“I know, I know!”
The binoculars were dropped, nearly landing on Sully. Luna quickly sat back, adjusting the sleeves of her tucked overcoat and leaning back against the trunk of the tree. As Drake moved closer, Luna looked the picture of nonchalance with legs crossed at the ankles, and hands inconspicuously resting behind her head.
Sully was now within earshot as he screamed ‘Get his bitch ass’, and Luna showed a flicker of contempt over her face. Sully automatically assumed she was a ‘he’? The nerve.
Girls could spy too.
But that's not what she was doing, now was it? No, she was completely innocent here.
The recollection blasted her in the face, nearly causing her to lose her position. With her back resting against the trunk, she was stable enough to only recoil a little, the branch trembling underneath her weight.
8th Street… What did 8th Street have to do with the serial killer?
Luna pursed her lips in thought, then spoke loud enough for those nearby to hear.
“Drake, you look good. You saw that too, didn't you? It seems you need my help again.”
She stared steadfastly, face an unreadable mask, only a slight tremble giving away that she was a bit nervous about the electric storm raging towards her.
This thread is obviously too long to jump into and even reading the entire backlog is a daunting proposition, but I read the first page and the OOC info and just wanted to say, really interesting stuff!
Thanks! You wanna come join us? (Status is 'apply' :> )
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@naomimyselfandi Very sorry to hear that. There's no rush, take your time. Hope you're feeling better soon.
Nice! Congrats everyone.
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