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One of the less menacing guards was chaperoning a girl with a very fragile appearance through the cacophony of wails, laughter and a variety of non-human sounds, otherwise referred to as the mess hall. As she walked (or rather, skipped) along the tables, she did her best not to look around too much. Partially because more than a few of her fellow inmates terrified her to no end, but also because she'd noticed that eye-contact could often lead to beatings, or worse, which were to be avoided at all cost.

She did, however, manage to catch a few sightings. A gnome putting some bugs into her neighbour's pasta. A couple of trolls in the middle of a heavy philosophic argument. A faun, staring right at her just a bit too creepily. Melusine upped her step, having completely forgotten about the guard that was supposed to chaperone her.

Her attention went to a particularly loud table, not too far from her, from which a can was thrown, and which had stopped rolling right before her feet. Mel had seen everything, and being as friendly as she considered herself to be, she decided to lend a helping hand. She picked up the can, not even paying attention to the pictures that were on it (for once), and made her way to the hostile table. She stopped right before it, and held the can out to the kitty. She felt the urge to pet it, but refrained to do so, since petting had gotten her into trouble more than once in the past.
Which is funny, since I actually hate fun and anything fun related. I just wanted to see what it's like on the other side of the fence.

In all seriousness though, nymphs rock.
The exclusivity of the Barefoots has never been so low. They're just letting anyone in nowadays. *le sigh of nostalgia*

Anyways, apparently it's freakin' late, so I'm off to bed. See ya! Wouldn't wanna be ya!
What are the forum's general post order habits, by the way?
Fabricant451 said Any problems, you come find the Succubus. Barefoots for life.

Who knew being part of a sect could be so much fun! I'm really looking forward to starting this RP. ^_^
SailorMoon said Everyone keep in mind your powers are not going to be that amazing in jail since it's nerfed.


Which will probably make for some pretty funny RP.
"You'd better watch out bitch, or imma throw some fireballs at yo' ass!"
Or not. :3

Also, you're such a pussy for not assigning Sloan to sleep with the dogs. And before you ask, yes, I am actually a freelance stand-up comedian.


Name: Melusine "Mel" d'Evanier

Age: Over 2000 years old - Has the appearance of an average 19-year old.

Race: Nymph

Height: 5 feet 2 1⁄2 inches

Abilities: -Random floating when she feels like it.
-When she's feeling highly emotional (either very happy, sad, upset with someone, ...), she tends to share her insanity with the people around her, making them act nothing like themselves, which can really result in anything, from harmless silliness to violence, to self-destructive actions or an increased sex-appeal. When this happens, she has no idea it's because of her, so let alone she can even control it.

Prison Outfit: Deeply saddened by the fact that all of her precious jewelry was taken from her, prison staff allowed Melusine to bring her simple, white toga with her, which was a good thing, since it was the only piece of clothing she'd ever owned. Other than that, she goes around barefoot; shoes make her feel claustrophobic.

Personality: It's instantly clear that Mel isn't completely sane. She hardly ever speaks, but the childlike innocence and curiosity that seem to control all of her actions tends to creep some people out. Throughout the years, her imaganination has taken a hold of her (partially thanks to the fact that she is an oracle): she sees no difference between the real world and her little fantasy world, and therefore she is often seen blabbering to people and things that aren't there, or bursting into random fits of laughter.

Things she enjoys include shiny things, company, animals (yes, that DOES include dogs!), skipping, and she has a very unique and occasionally sadistic sense of humor. She absolutely hates being alone, scary things (which usually come to visit her when she's alone), and getting hurt herself, although she doesn't mind when others are hurt; hence her sense of humor. She may be generally friendly, but the contrast between right and wrong has gone blurry for her over the years. In other words, Mel is seriously messed up.

She is extremely narcissistic, literally thinking she is the prettiest little thang in the world, and is often found brushing her hair or just literally spending hours looking at her own reflection.
Although she's scared of a lot of things, her biggest phobia is pain. Any physical harm will result in either bawling or endless screams, depending on the severity of the wounds. As much as a papercut will cause Mel to burst out in tears.
Oh joy.
I don't even want to know what the room will smell like. Not to mention the amount of discrimination Mel will have to go through. The warden seems to hate her guts!
Sounds like a fun and open plot. I'd enjoy doing an RP with so much freedom! Count me in.
I've just realized that Mel will be sleeping with two dogs. You'd better both be house-trained, because I am NOT going to make poor Melusine mop pee off the floor or wash bedsheets!
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