Mirabella had always been quiet. She used to spend most of her days sitting beneath trees in the village, reading her books. People in village, mainly the older people, often got onto her that. They would say a woman shouldn't be reading and that she needed to hurry up and get married. They would get onto her father about that as well. How he continued to refuse to wed her to the young men in the village. Mira somewhat believed the only reason her father agreed to have her married to the judge's son was to make the people stop speaking badly of he and herself. But, now her father gone. It was just a few days after her father's death that the town leaders came to her door, telling her it was wrongful for a young woman to live on her own, and she was forced to move in with the judge's son. Of course, they wouldn't be married just yet, as her father's deal that she wouldn't be wed to him until she was eighteen was still in place.
When she moved in with him though, she hadn't guessed how he would act toward her. He had seemed like such a nice young man, but behind closed doors, he was horrible and she dreaded the day she would wed him. He hit her for every little thing. Even if she just 'looked at him the wrong way' he would abuse her. At first it had just been a few slaps here or there, but it soon escalated to the point where he would leave bruises on her pale skin. That was part of the reason she hardly ever left the house. She was ashamed of the bruises and the way they made the people stare at her. The only time she ever did leave the home and into the sight of people was for the two church services on Sundays or if the judges son made her go somewhere with him.
But, when everyone was in bed and the moon gave enough light for her to see, she would sneak out of the house, just as she was doing now. She slipped quietly out the door, going the little ways across the land to the forest where she was away from the sight of people. The moment she stepped foot in the tree line a bright smile came to her face and she moved to the spot by the creek she always went to. Once there, she laughed joyfully and spun about, twirling, dancing there, her curly brown hair whipping about in the wind as she moved. This made her happy. It was the only thing that made her happy anymore.
Hearing a squeak, Mira stopped moving and looked over a small smile on her face as she saw on the rock next to her a little mouse. Kneeling down, she looked at it, "Well, hello there. How are you today little mouse?" The mouse looked up at her and Mira sat down, sighing as she leaned against a tree trunk, "I'm fine as well, now that I'm here I suppose. I think you and the others here in the forest are all I can talk to. No one in the village really understands me like you all do." There was more squeaking and Mira smiled brightly, "Whats that? You wan to see me dance again?" She laughed, knowing it was silly of her to pretend the mouse could speak to her, and stood up, beginning to dance again, spinning and twirling even faster now, blocking everything else around her as she danced.
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Name: Mirabella
Age: 17
Race: Human
Bio: Mira grew up in England with her mother and father and was a very happy child. She was taught well by her mother, who taught her how to read and write. And behind closed doors, she used to watch her mother and father dance. They would spin about the living room and even sometimes Mira herself would join in, standing on her father's feet and dance with him like that. It was fun and made her overjoyed every time they danced. But of course, no one could know they were dancing, as it was extremely frowned upon. When she turned twelve her family moved to the settlement in the new America, and Mira stayed to herself, only really ever speaking to her parents. A year after moving to the settlement, her mother died of a sickness that had spread throughout the village, leaving just she and her father. As she grew older, men took interest in her and many tried to convince her father to wed her to them or their sons. For the longest time her father refused, but as he grew older, he finally agreed to one persons proposal Thus she was engaged to the son of the town judge. Still, her father, although agreeing to the engagement, also stated that the wedding would not take place until her eighteenth birthday. They agreed to this. The only problem was that not too long after she turned 17 her father died by falling off a ladder. Thankfully, even though her father was dead, the agreement stated in place, though she was forced to move in with her fiance. Almost immediately after she moved in with him, the abuse started and Mira withdrew herself even more, almost never leaving the house. Still, that didn't stop her from grasping what little happiness she had left in her. She would sneak into the woods every night, away from the sight of everyone, and dance just as she remembered watching her parents do as a child. This made her happy, and brought back good memories of her parents. Only it was there in the woods dancing, that was she caught by the preachers son.
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Other: She has a soft spot for animals. Often she feels like she gets along better with them than people, thus her reasoning behind talking to the mouse in the forest.
Age: 17
Race: Human
Bio: Mira grew up in England with her mother and father and was a very happy child. She was taught well by her mother, who taught her how to read and write. And behind closed doors, she used to watch her mother and father dance. They would spin about the living room and even sometimes Mira herself would join in, standing on her father's feet and dance with him like that. It was fun and made her overjoyed every time they danced. But of course, no one could know they were dancing, as it was extremely frowned upon. When she turned twelve her family moved to the settlement in the new America, and Mira stayed to herself, only really ever speaking to her parents. A year after moving to the settlement, her mother died of a sickness that had spread throughout the village, leaving just she and her father. As she grew older, men took interest in her and many tried to convince her father to wed her to them or their sons. For the longest time her father refused, but as he grew older, he finally agreed to one persons proposal Thus she was engaged to the son of the town judge. Still, her father, although agreeing to the engagement, also stated that the wedding would not take place until her eighteenth birthday. They agreed to this. The only problem was that not too long after she turned 17 her father died by falling off a ladder. Thankfully, even though her father was dead, the agreement stated in place, though she was forced to move in with her fiance. Almost immediately after she moved in with him, the abuse started and Mira withdrew herself even more, almost never leaving the house. Still, that didn't stop her from grasping what little happiness she had left in her. She would sneak into the woods every night, away from the sight of everyone, and dance just as she remembered watching her parents do as a child. This made her happy, and brought back good memories of her parents. Only it was there in the woods dancing, that was she caught by the preachers son.
Appearance:
Other: She has a soft spot for animals. Often she feels like she gets along better with them than people, thus her reasoning behind talking to the mouse in the forest.
Name: Annabella Thomason
Age: 18
Race: Human
Status: Freshman at Carson University
Major: Zoology (her main study is of wolves.
Appearance:
Other: She lives on her own since she had to move away from home for college.
Name: Conner Smiths
Age: 20
Race: Human
Status: Junior at Carson University
Major: Art
Appearance:
Other: He grew up in the same town the university is in and as such knows everything about that town.
Age: 18
Race: Human
Status: Freshman at Carson University
Major: Zoology (her main study is of wolves.
Appearance:
Other: She lives on her own since she had to move away from home for college.
Name: Conner Smiths
Age: 20
Race: Human
Status: Junior at Carson University
Major: Art
Appearance:
Other: He grew up in the same town the university is in and as such knows everything about that town.
"I want it done right this time. No iffy situations like the car accident. I don't care how, just do it as soon as possible. I need her gone before its too late."
She had heard it with her own ears. Snow had known her step mother was cruel and unusual, but to try and kill her? To set something up like this? She would have never thought the woman would go so far. It scared her. She wasn't sure what to do at first, but knew whatever it was, she had to do it quickly. Who knew when the man her step mother was talking to was going to act. She packed what she could into a book bag, some clothes, a book of stories her mother had given her as a child, a picture of she, her brother, and her parents, and what little money she had(which wasn't much at all). She wasn't sure what she would do when she was out, but she just had to leave. And she had to leave now.
She looked out of her bedroom room. She was on the second story of the rather large house, so this would be difficult. Her room faced the back yard and in the back yard was the rather old trampoline she and her brother used to play on when they were a little younger. At least, when he had been with her. Now it was a little rusted, and she knew this was taking a huge leap of faith, literally, but she had a feeling if she tried sneaking down the stairs she would get caught. She crouched on her window sill, and taking a deep breath, she jumped, wincing as she landed on the old tarp, the springs squeaking in protest, but thankful holding her weight. She crawled off of the trampoline and hurried to go around the house, gasping when she almost ran right into a man.
Whether her step mother had known she was going to tr to run away, or the man who had been hired to kill her just happened to pick this moment to do the deed she would never know, but the man grabbed her and covered her mouth with a gag to keep her from screaming before he dragged her struggling form into the large expanse of woods behind the house. He took her deeper and deeper into the woods and threw her roughly on the ground. Fear welled up inside of snow as she layed there, sobbing, waiting for the man to do what ever he was going to do to her.
The man grabbed her by her long dark hair and jerked her up to her knees. She thought for sure that was going to be the end. That he would kill her then and there. There was a long pause though and next thing she knew, she felt a slash of the blade and the sudden release of her. Looking back, she saw the man holding her long hair in his hands. He was going to use the hair as proof of him 'killing' her, "Leave now. And never return, or it might be your step mother to do the killing."
Snow looked at him for a moment and jerking the gag from her mouth she said a quick thank you to him before she ran off, this time going further into the snowy woods. It was cold, and she was sore, still recovering physically from her recent car wreck apparently caused by her step mother trying to get rid of her. Snow blew around her and as she looked around, she realized she had no idea where she was, or how to even get out of the forest. Still, she continued on, she trembling as she ran, darting between the trees until she couldn't run any more. She fell into the snow, shivering, curling up there, sobbing. Maybe her step mother would get what she wanted. Maybe she would die out in the woods. That would make things easier for the woman. Make it seem even more like an accident. A poor runaway girl caught in a snow storm. The perfect cover story.
She thought it ironic. Her mother had named her Snow because she and been born outside, when her mother and father had been on a camping rip and it snowed. And now, she would die outside in the snow. Born in the snow, and died in the snow. It seemed right and yet wrong all at the same time.
Curling up more into her ball as the snow fell on her, she closed her eyes, letting the darkness of sleep take her in for what she thought to be the last time.
She had heard it with her own ears. Snow had known her step mother was cruel and unusual, but to try and kill her? To set something up like this? She would have never thought the woman would go so far. It scared her. She wasn't sure what to do at first, but knew whatever it was, she had to do it quickly. Who knew when the man her step mother was talking to was going to act. She packed what she could into a book bag, some clothes, a book of stories her mother had given her as a child, a picture of she, her brother, and her parents, and what little money she had(which wasn't much at all). She wasn't sure what she would do when she was out, but she just had to leave. And she had to leave now.
She looked out of her bedroom room. She was on the second story of the rather large house, so this would be difficult. Her room faced the back yard and in the back yard was the rather old trampoline she and her brother used to play on when they were a little younger. At least, when he had been with her. Now it was a little rusted, and she knew this was taking a huge leap of faith, literally, but she had a feeling if she tried sneaking down the stairs she would get caught. She crouched on her window sill, and taking a deep breath, she jumped, wincing as she landed on the old tarp, the springs squeaking in protest, but thankful holding her weight. She crawled off of the trampoline and hurried to go around the house, gasping when she almost ran right into a man.
Whether her step mother had known she was going to tr to run away, or the man who had been hired to kill her just happened to pick this moment to do the deed she would never know, but the man grabbed her and covered her mouth with a gag to keep her from screaming before he dragged her struggling form into the large expanse of woods behind the house. He took her deeper and deeper into the woods and threw her roughly on the ground. Fear welled up inside of snow as she layed there, sobbing, waiting for the man to do what ever he was going to do to her.
The man grabbed her by her long dark hair and jerked her up to her knees. She thought for sure that was going to be the end. That he would kill her then and there. There was a long pause though and next thing she knew, she felt a slash of the blade and the sudden release of her. Looking back, she saw the man holding her long hair in his hands. He was going to use the hair as proof of him 'killing' her, "Leave now. And never return, or it might be your step mother to do the killing."
Snow looked at him for a moment and jerking the gag from her mouth she said a quick thank you to him before she ran off, this time going further into the snowy woods. It was cold, and she was sore, still recovering physically from her recent car wreck apparently caused by her step mother trying to get rid of her. Snow blew around her and as she looked around, she realized she had no idea where she was, or how to even get out of the forest. Still, she continued on, she trembling as she ran, darting between the trees until she couldn't run any more. She fell into the snow, shivering, curling up there, sobbing. Maybe her step mother would get what she wanted. Maybe she would die out in the woods. That would make things easier for the woman. Make it seem even more like an accident. A poor runaway girl caught in a snow storm. The perfect cover story.
She thought it ironic. Her mother had named her Snow because she and been born outside, when her mother and father had been on a camping rip and it snowed. And now, she would die outside in the snow. Born in the snow, and died in the snow. It seemed right and yet wrong all at the same time.
Curling up more into her ball as the snow fell on her, she closed her eyes, letting the darkness of sleep take her in for what she thought to be the last time.
Name: Snow White
Nickname: When she was around her older brother, he always tended to call her Snow Ball
Age: 17
Hobby: She loves music. Mainly she sings though.
Bio: She had a great childhood with her mother, father, and older brother. She and her older brother were always very close and he was best friend. When she turned 8 years old, her mother died of cancer and two years later her father married their step mother, Melissa. Melissa, though she seemed to dislike children, especially Snow White and her brother, had seemed okay and she made their father happy, so they didn't see anything wrong. It wasn't until their father died when Snow was 12 and their step mother learned that their father had left everything to his two kids(though they couldn't get the belongings like money and other left behinds until they turned 18), that she turned on them. She made their lives miserable. So much so that when Snow was 14 her older brother ran away from home, promising that he would find them a place to stay and come back for her. But he never did. Snow never knew what happened to her brother and fears the worst. Three years have passed, and as Snow reaches the age to claim her father's fortune, her step mother strives to get rid of her. She comes to find that a car wreck she was recently in was planned to try and kill Snow, but when that didn't work, her step mother hires a man to kill her. Snow, overhearing this while in the hospital recovering from the wreck, hurries to get away, sneaking out of the house on her first night home from the hospital and going into the cold snowy winter air, she runs straight into the man meant to kill her.
Appearance: She used to have really pretty long curly hair but the man her step mother hired cut it off to use as proof that he 'killed her'.
Other: When her brother left, he also took their pet cat Jinx with him.
Nickname: When she was around her older brother, he always tended to call her Snow Ball
Age: 17
Hobby: She loves music. Mainly she sings though.
Bio: She had a great childhood with her mother, father, and older brother. She and her older brother were always very close and he was best friend. When she turned 8 years old, her mother died of cancer and two years later her father married their step mother, Melissa. Melissa, though she seemed to dislike children, especially Snow White and her brother, had seemed okay and she made their father happy, so they didn't see anything wrong. It wasn't until their father died when Snow was 12 and their step mother learned that their father had left everything to his two kids(though they couldn't get the belongings like money and other left behinds until they turned 18), that she turned on them. She made their lives miserable. So much so that when Snow was 14 her older brother ran away from home, promising that he would find them a place to stay and come back for her. But he never did. Snow never knew what happened to her brother and fears the worst. Three years have passed, and as Snow reaches the age to claim her father's fortune, her step mother strives to get rid of her. She comes to find that a car wreck she was recently in was planned to try and kill Snow, but when that didn't work, her step mother hires a man to kill her. Snow, overhearing this while in the hospital recovering from the wreck, hurries to get away, sneaking out of the house on her first night home from the hospital and going into the cold snowy winter air, she runs straight into the man meant to kill her.
Appearance: She used to have really pretty long curly hair but the man her step mother hired cut it off to use as proof that he 'killed her'.
Other: When her brother left, he also took their pet cat Jinx with him.
Keeping it short. DISNEY ALERT: I'm looking to do a Disney one on one with a high causal to advanced rper who can either play male or double up. My ideas right now are to do wither a genderbender on a disney movie, a modern version of disney movies, or a human version(for the ones that have animals or robots like lion king or wall-e). Though if you have any other ideas I'm completely up for it! Message me :)
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Hmmm, those three plots don't really interest me but you seem like a great person to rp with. If you want you can send me a pm and maybe we can think of something that interests us both?
For plot number two I think I have something in mind that would be very similar to that. But I would really prefer to play the female for that one(or double up) if that is in anyway possible. Anyways, pm me if you are interested in hearing my idea.
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I'm looking to do an rp on a boy who can see visions of someone's death before it happens. Basically he has had this ability since he was a child and almost every single time the death happens too soon after his vision to stop it. But, now in college, the boy meets a girl who he is able to save from sudden death. Only, it doesn't seem to end there. He comes to find out that death has it out for her and almost gets her every time. And soon he comes to find that her near death experiences are the least the girl cares about. The question is, can he save her from certain death when she finally decides to bring the death by her own hand?
This will be high casual to advanced. I want to play the girl for this on but am not opposed to doubling if you can think of a way to do it. This is mature but is NOT a rp where everything is sex and gore(In other words don't turn this into a porn). Just use good judgement when it comes to those topics. If you are interested pm me a example post and any questions you have.
This will be high casual to advanced. I want to play the girl for this on but am not opposed to doubling if you can think of a way to do it. This is mature but is NOT a rp where everything is sex and gore(In other words don't turn this into a porn). Just use good judgement when it comes to those topics. If you are interested pm me a example post and any questions you have.
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