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I'm thinking of starting a small group RP, very slice of life, very much revolving around family and romance.

Just putting feelers out there to see who would like to do that.

Not all the characters have to be related. Can be friends, partners step-siblings etc.

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Basic Plot: My character is saddled with the responsibility of raising her two younger siblings after the sudden death of their single mother. With no help, she's frazzled between learning the ropes of parenting and providing. Her dearest siblings think a good way to help her is to set her up with the "man of her dreams". Once she meets this man a potentially life threatening illness or accident could bring them closer.

Older Sister: Me
Younger Brother: TAKEN
Younger Sister: TAKEN
Mysterious "man of dreams": TAKEN

Character Sheet Template:

Image (Real Life or Realistic Art)

Name

Age

Height

Weight

Occupation/School

Personality

Bio

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Name: Alice Marie Hawthorne

Age: 28

Height: 5'2"

Weight: 110lbs

Occupation: Tailor/Piano Instructor

Personality: Sarcastic, Kind, Stubborn, Workaholic and Friendly

Bio: Alice had moved out at the age of eighteen to go to college but, dropped out and manages to make a comfortable living working as a high end seamstress and a rather decent piano instructor. After the death of her mother Alice moved into the small family home to take over the care of her younger siblings. While she loves them dearly she's concerned that they'll be too much to handle. Often refers to episodes of SuperNanny for tips.

Who wants to play a dark and mysteriously tempting rake of an English Lord looking for a fiery American Heiress? Expect scandals! Potential arranged marriages, kinky sex and blossoming affection! True Historical accuracy NOT required.

The year is 1869 and Ethel Miller is a rich heiress.

As wild and untamed as the mountains she grew up in Ethel, is far from the biddable British Ladies he finds herself surrounded by. Her father had been a cattle rancher before the war and during he’d made a name (and a lot of wealth) for himself. A large chunk had been invested into the first Transcontinental Railroad and voila! At the ripe age of one and twenty Ethel Miller is thrust into a world unlike any she’d known before.

While herself and her father had been contented to return to the simple but, hard life of a rancher, Mrs. Miller had other plans. Grander plans. Plans to turn her eldest daughter into Nobility and sends Ethel and her sisters with a well respected English Governess into British High Society where men with titles and dwindling wealth are scrambling for any coin to save their shrinking properties and tenants.

But, Ethel is far from inclined to marry or see her sisters married off to some stingy stuffed up Lord or Duke that barely even liked her.

Hopeless romantic at heart Ethel vows to only marry for love if at all. She was a born and bred hard working American. She knew her way around wild horses, dense forest and bare mountain, not fancy dresses and grand ballrooms. Well educated and intelligent (despite the gossip surrounding her) Ethel, knows better than to give into the whispered nothings of hard pressed suitors. Or the titterings of old spinsters and widows about her supposed time lived with the Natives of the United States.

That is until him...

The Lord that sweeps her off her feet. He doesn’t disdain her choice of riding habit or her spirited and fiery personality and wit. He tempts her like no man ever has, daring her to believe that she could truly find love in cold and damp England. Though, her well guarded heart longs for the wild mountains and sun stained prairies of her youth.
Open again for a few rp's so bump!bump!bump!
There are none. Midnighters are just human.
It’s at the infamous Deja Vu “HE” finds himself frequenting. A high class escort club. Where the men are dangerous and rich and the women are beautiful, and eager to please for the right price of course, however he doesn’t find himself returning for any woman he could buy for the night. No, he keeps returning for the in house entertainment. He doesn’t know her by anything but her stage name: Delaina, but she’s not an escort, she’s not even a dancer. She’s a part of the band. Beautiful as the rest of women in the club but natural, wearing almost no makeup only a dark or sometimes vibrant red lipstick, sometimes she wears none at all. She’s not tall or model skinny, luscious but not overly so, everything about her is subtle aside from her eyes. They drew people in, what kept most of the clients coming back, frustrated that they can’t have the singer on their arm for the night so they spend more money on the others. But, she didn’t see that.

He never hears her speak other than when she sings, and it always seems like she’s singing for him. Flirting with subtle movements or gestures. Alice loves seeing him in his usual spot, on his usual day at his usual time, the way he looks at her thrills her, how his eyes never stray even when she’s singing a piece for the girls on stage as they tease and strip and arouse, excites her.

They both want more, but it’s fun playing this little game.

One day he finds himself in possession of Delaina’s well asked for number or rather he finds himself in possession of a rather interesting text from her number.

But, alluring, sexy performer Delaina is nothing more than an act. A face talented seamstress Alice puts on at night too shy to carry on with it during the light hours. Her day job as demure and feminine as it got, seamstressing was hard work, but it was a dying business, her job at the club at first had just been to pay the bills until he came in and made it all the more fun. He helped her breathe new life into her performances without even trying.

The well dressed man makes her feel sexy, forbidden, untouchable, desirable. He gives her a new height to her confidence, makes her feel more of a woman beside some of the most desired ladies in the city. Eventually she does sing for only him, picking her “freetime” songs to flirt, to tease to arouse. When she’s alone at night in her tiny apartment above her shop she imagines what it would be like to share his bed, she likes to imagine that he thinks of her in that exact same way as he touches himself or as he beds another. That’s it’s her face he imagines or her name he moans. The same way she cries out his, imagines it’s his hands on her neglected body or how his lips would feel ghosting over her skin.

It takes them months before “HE” finally gets her real name, by bribing her boss. Using the information to find her small tailor shop. Finding reasons to see her, get her close by getting hand made suits, but still she doesn’t talk to him beyond what is necessary, only laughing at first at a joke or a shy giggle when he’s bold enough to brush a lock of hair out of her face as he enters her shop almost as much as he does the club.

Alice even allows him to sit with her during the day as she works when he can before she would have to close and get ready for her night of singing at the club. Letting lust and emotion slowly build as they finally get to know one another, but the game they play at the club doesn’t lose it’s appeal.

Still he appears in his usual spot on his usual day at his usual time. Still she sings only for him only this time he knows it for sure and as tension builds he knows that soon he can have what no one else can.

But, Alice has some secrets of her own and as dark as his work is and as much as he’d like to believe she doesn’t know what goes on in his world, she has a past and life as dangerous as his.
I'm hoping to start a small group RP, but am a little hesitant to do so. They've never seemed to work out in the past. I will be requesting a small sample of writing with your character sheet and generally will work off a first come first serve basis.

But! That information above is clearly not what you've come here to read is it?

While the plot isn't too developed at the moment, it is loosely based off Scott Westerfeld's novels The Midnighters. Excellent novels that I've read over and over again and am currently in the process of doing so for the thousandth time and it sparked a craving for a RP based off the novels. Not with the original characters, though it is possible they will make small appearances.

SO! With that in mind I'm looking for at least four other people to join. However there is a potential for more, so if you're very inclined to play but wish to make up your own power please submit, if it's good enough I might just take it, though I'd rather see the required spaces taken first. I'm also looking for a potential Admin of sorts to help pick up the slack when I cannot govern the group myself and help make big plot decisions, PM me if interested in that position. Two heads are better than one after all!

SEEKING:
~ Acrobat
~ Seer
~ Polymath
~ Fire Bringer
~ Metallurge

Acrobats in the Secret Hour are not held down by gravity the same as during the rest of the day. Seemingly always floating, and able to jump or "fly" fair distances. Like all Midnighters their eyes are photosensitive in the Daylight and reflect back indigo in the secret hour. They also must eat almost constantly and while in the Secret Hour can share their ability with others through skin to skin contact.

Seers are the Lore keepers. While blind as bats in the Daylight, they know where Darklings or Slithers have been since they leave a sharp, clear "focused" slime like trail or print. They are also photosensitive and like all other Midnighters their eyes flash indigo. They can read and write in the ancient symbols used by Midnighters for thousands of years. Seers can also pick out Midnighters during the Daylight hours claiming their faces being fuzzy with their glasses on and clear when off.

Polymaths are literal math geniuses. Often with a photographic memory towards numbers (especially 13 and its multiples) patterns. They often create the best weapons against Darklings. Like all Midnighters they are photosensitive and flash indigo in the Secret Hour. Their power never shuts off, often dreaming in numbers or images.

Flame or Fire Bringers are Darklings worst nightmares. They have the ability to bring things like fire and modern day technology into the Secret Hour. While they can kick some serious Darkling ass, they are just like a regular Daylighter and have no adverse affects from being a Midnighter other than the fact that all Darklings want to kill them.

Metallurges are people who have the ability to find precious stones, metals, minerals, oil, water and probably natural gas in the earth. Like the other Midnighters they are photosensitive and their eyes flash indigo in the Secret Hour. They can easily find new metals to use against Darklings, being drawn to it.

Mindcasters are basically mindreaders. Manipulators and Darkling Radars. They can force (ahem I mean) "suggest" a person to do something miles away. Wipe someone's memory and when in full control of their skill can pass information on through a touch. They can sense who is and who isn't a Midnighter and have been known to recruit Midnighters from all across the country. They are often darker in nature, feeling most at home in the Secret Hour and a fairly rare occurrence not as rare as a Fire Bringer but close. They are most like the Darklings than any other Midnighter. Very photosensitive and their eyes flash indigo.

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Midnighters Wiki Page: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Midnighters_tri…
Official Midnighters Website: scottwesterfeld.com/midnighters/index…
Official Scott Westerfeld Website: scottwesterfeld.com

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A few rules/suggestions before I post the character sheet that I'd like to see:

~ All characters must be over the age of eighteen. I'd prefer no younger than twenty.
~ At least one paragraph for your application's writing sample.
~ You may use pictures, as long as they're not anime
~ You may have more than one character,just please fill up the required spaces first.

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EXAMPLE CHARACTER SHEET (Midnighter)

Name:

Age:

Height:

Gender:

Appearance: (Photo or description)

Occupation: (School/Work)

Personal Interests: (Reading, Writing, Singing etc.)

Fears: (Spiders, Falling, Water etc.)

Power: (Acrobat, Fire Bringer, Seer or Polymath)

Misc. Info:

Sample:

Example Character Sheet (Darkling)

Name:

Gender: (If desired)

Appearance: (Description or Photo)

Personal Weaknesses: (Iron, Fire, The number thirteen etc. Something this character is extra sensitive to.)

Personality: (If capable of higher thought.)

Sample Paragraph:

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As a better example I will be providing my own character sheets

Midnighter Character Sheet:

Name: Aslynne Marie Hawthorne (A.K.A Az or Azzy)

Age: 25

Height: 4’10” (147cm or 1.47m)

Gender: Female

Appearance:



Occupation: Stable Owner and Manager, Trainer and Instructor at Windstar Stables

Personal Interests: Reading, Horses, Equestrian Sports of all kinds and kicking Darkling ass

Fears: Loss of control over her abilities, physical touch, large crowds, fire and hospitals

Power: Mindcaster

Misc. Info: Aslynne must almost always have to have music in her ears while in large crowds due to the constant “mind babble” from Daylighters, she loves animals because touching them doesn’t cause her pain like it does to Daylighters or bring pain like Midnighters. She’s still in the process of learning to control her rather difficult abilities while trying to balance a normal life. She cannot date or be intimate thanks to her fear of touch. Daylighters wouldn’t understand and she’s sure no Midnighter would want to take the time or risk their mental health at trying to be with her. She wears long sleeves and gloves no matter the season to prevent accidental touching.

Sample:

Asylnne’s pale blue eyes stared up at her ceiling, the odd and eerie color of the Secret Hour painting the white tiles blue, her purple bedroom walls made black, the clock frozen at midnight, her sheer curtains stuck in the middle of a billowing breeze. She’d have to change the thumbtacks on the window sill soon. All thirteen of them were probably starting to wear and she didn’t want any slithers coming in. This was after all the only time of the day that she didn’t have to hear or taste the Daylighters thoughts. Her time of sanctuary...

Relishing the silence she sighed rather contentedly. She wasn’t close enough to another Midnighter to hear them, they had to at least be a mile away for her to even catch a blip of their mind. She was easily ten miles from the nearest farm, another five from the town of Brisbane. Where most of the Midnighters lived.

Though, she missed the breeze, it was a hot summer night and she lied atop her covers completely nude to the humid air. Her long hair fanned out behind her on a silk covered pillow, her cheeks still flushed with the summer heat. Thankfully, the Secret Hour was always tepid, but devoid of movement leaving the air stagnant in her silent room. Even the horses down in their pastures were frozen in time. The Darklings though... ohhh those sour... bitter... dirty tasting things... she could sense them at the edges of her mind, like slime. Just at the edge of the forest that surrounded her home. She never entered there during Midnight..

Still, their incomprehensible thoughts were far better than the constant babble she heard in the daytime
I'm hoping to start a small group RP, but am a little hesitant to do so. They've never seemed to work out in the past. I will be requesting a small sample of writing with your character sheet and generally will work off a first come first serve basis.

But! That information above is clearly not what you've come here to read is it?

While the plot isn't too developed at the moment, it is loosely based off Scott Westerfeld's novels The Midnighters. Excellent novels that I've read over and over again and am currently in the process of doing so for the thousandth time and it sparked a craving for a RP based off the novels. Not with the original characters, though it is possible they will make small appearances.

SO! With that in mind I'm looking for at least four other people to join. However there is a potential for more, so if you're very inclined to play but wish to make up your own power please submit, if it's good enough I might just take it, though I'd rather see the required spaces taken first. I'm also looking for a potential Admin of sorts to help pick up the slack when I cannot govern the group myself and help make big plot decisions, PM me if interested in that position. Two heads are better than one after all!

SEEKING:
~ Acrobat
~ Seer
~ Polymath
~ Fire Bringer
~ Metallurge

Acrobats in the Secret Hour are not held down by gravity the same as during the rest of the day. Seemingly always floating, and able to jump or "fly" fair distances. Like all Midnighters their eyes are photosensitive in the Daylight and reflect back indigo in the secret hour. They also must eat almost constantly and while in the Secret Hour can share their ability with others through skin to skin contact.

Seers are the Lore keepers. While blind as bats in the Daylight, they know where Darklings or Slithers have been since they leave a sharp, clear "focused" slime like trail or print. They are also photosensitive and like all other Midnighters their eyes flash indigo. They can read and write in the ancient symbols used by Midnighters for thousands of years. Seers can also pick out Midnighters during the Daylight hours claiming their faces being fuzzy with their glasses on and clear when off.

Polymaths are literal math geniuses. Often with a photographic memory towards numbers (especially 13 and its multiples) patterns. They often create the best weapons against Darklings. Like all Midnighters they are photosensitive and flash indigo in the Secret Hour. Their power never shuts off, often dreaming in numbers or images.

Flame or Fire Bringers are Darklings worst nightmares. They have the ability to bring things like fire and modern day technology into the Secret Hour. While they can kick some serious Darkling ass, they are just like a regular Daylighter and have no adverse affects from being a Midnighter other than the fact that all Darklings want to kill them.

Metallurges are people who have the ability to find precious stones, metals, minerals, oil, water and probably natural gas in the earth. Like the other Midnighters they are photosensitive and their eyes flash indigo in the Secret Hour. They can easily find new metals to use against Darklings, being drawn to it.

Mindcasters are basically mindreaders. Manipulators and Darkling Radars. They can force (ahem I mean) "suggest" a person to do something miles away. Wipe someone's memory and when in full control of their skill can pass information on through a touch. They can sense who is and who isn't a Midnighter and have been known to recruit Midnighters from all across the country. They are often darker in nature, feeling most at home in the Secret Hour and a fairly rare occurrence not as rare as a Fire Bringer but close. They are most like the Darklings than any other Midnighter. Very photosensitive and their eyes flash indigo.

~~~~

Midnighters Wiki Page: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Midnighters_tri…
Official Midnighters Website: scottwesterfeld.com/midnighters/index…
Official Scott Westerfeld Website: scottwesterfeld.com

~~~~

A few rules/suggestions before I post the character sheet that I'd like to see:

~ All characters must be over the age of eighteen. I'd prefer no younger than twenty.
~ At least one paragraph for your application's writing sample.
~ You may use pictures, as long as they're not anime
~ You may have more than one character, just please fill up the required spaces first.

~~~~

EXAMPLE CHARACTER SHEET

Name:

Age:

Height:

Gender:

Appearance: (Photo or description)

Occupation: (School/Work)

Personal Interests: (Reading, Writing, Singing etc.)

Fears: (Spiders, Falling, Water etc.)

Power: (Acrobat, Fire Bringer, Seer or Polymath)

Misc. Info:

Sample:

As a better example I will be providing my own character sheets

Midnighter Character Sheet:

Name: Aslynne Marie Hawthorne (A.K.A Az or Azzy)

Age: 25

Height: 4’10” (147cm or 1.47m)

Gender: Female

Appearance:



Occupation: Stable Owner and Manager, Trainer and Instructor at Windstar Stables

Personal Interests: Reading, Horses, Equestrian Sports of all kinds and kicking Darkling ass

Fears: Loss of control over her abilities, physical touch, large crowds, fire and hospitals

Power: Mindcaster

Misc. Info: Aslynne must almost always have to have music in her ears while in large crowds due to the constant “mind babble” from Daylighters, she loves animals because touching them doesn’t cause her pain like it does to Daylighters or bring pain like Midnighters. She’s still in the process of learning to control her rather difficult abilities while trying to balance a normal life. She cannot date or be intimate thanks to her fear of touch. Daylighters wouldn’t understand and she’s sure no Midnighter would want to take the time or risk their mental health at trying to be with her. She wears long sleeves and gloves no matter the season to prevent accidental touching.

Sample:

Asylnne’s pale blue eyes stared up at her ceiling, the odd and eerie color of the Secret Hour painting the white tiles blue, her purple bedroom walls made black, the clock frozen at midnight, her sheer curtains stuck in the middle of a billowing breeze. She’d have to change the thumbtacks on the window sill soon. All thirteen of them were probably starting to wear and she didn’t want any slithers coming in. This was after all the only time of the day that she didn’t have to hear or taste the Daylighters thoughts. Her time of sanctuary...

Relishing the silence she sighed rather contentedly. She wasn’t close enough to another Midnighter to hear them, they had to at least be a mile away for her to even catch a blip of their mind. She was easily ten miles from the nearest farm, another five from the town of Brisbane. Where most of the Midnighters lived.

Though, she missed the breeze, it was a hot summer night and she lied atop her covers completely nude to the humid air. Her long hair fanned out behind her on a silk covered pillow, her cheeks still flushed with the summer heat. Thankfully, the Secret Hour was always tepid, but devoid of movement leaving the air stagnant in her silent room. Even the horses down in their pastures were frozen in time. The Darklings though... ohhh those sour... bitter... dirty tasting things... she could sense them at the edges of her mind, like slime. Just at the edge of the forest that surrounded her home. She never entered there during Midnight..

Still, their incomprehensible thoughts were far better than the constant babble she heard in the daytime.
By the time she was forced into the trailer Anna knew there was no hope for her returning to the wild, this man... this Jesse she had learned wanted the challenge. Wanted the fight she could give him. She was tired and hungry, she’d hardly eaten during the two days she’d been in the auction pens. The human in her hadn’t allowed pregnant mares or those with nursing foals to go hungry especially if they were lower in the herd hierarchy. Kindness to a fault.

Her only saving grace was that she was stronger than a natural born horse. Her senses were heightened as well, and she could feel the shift in the air and scent the change in the earth. The air was dryer out on the plains below the mountains that housed the BLM auction pens and adoption offices as Jesse drove her to his ranch home. At least she thought he was a rancher, he certainly smelled of cow and quarter horse.

She lifted her velvety nose to the openings in the stock trailer and wished the drive wasn’t so long. The sooner she got into whatever pen he’d selected for her, the sooner she could figure out how to escape. Or the sooner she could gather enough strength to shift back to her human form and steal a truck or something. Or at least take human form long enough to climb a fence and get out of view before shifting to her inner horse and running home.

When the door of the trailer creaked on the hinges alerting Anna that Jesse was finally releasing her on to his property... She turned her head to look back at him with her right eye, the white around the sharp blue exposed, ears flicked back to both look threatening and to listen to him.
@Beelz129@I Am Player 1

I'm current full up on plays, but thank you for the interest.
Nasty was a tame word to use for her, cutting her from the rest of the mares was difficult. A few men almost lost their heads, and the fences had some nice new dents. By the time she was in a small viewing pen, her flanks were lathered and her sides were heaving from the effort. Pacing back and forth in aggression at a brisk trot. Head high in the air and tail lifted and swishing back and forth.

Snapping her teeth at the closest human face she could get to, hoping the more wild she acted the less a trainer would want her. The crazier she acted the harder it would seem to tame her, and not many people here seemed to be looking for a challenge.

She squealed and bucked and brayed until she was shaking from the effort. Until she was sucking such large lungfuls of air with her head hung low and ears flicked off the side. Eying the two men warily.
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