Once the confirmation of the invisible guest was said and done by the old man, another unfamiliar character approached into the area to join. From the looks of it, it was another female, but for some reason she was wearing an eye patch on her right eye. Wonder why? Ezio then turned his attention to everyone standing in the area with, and just like him, merely puzzled and confused. He knew basically that none of them really had a choice in the matter, and the only thing they could do is play along and participate in this weird and unstable matter. But the bigger question was would they?
Ezio looked at them and awaited for a hint of movement, seeing to whom would sit and join in on the all-you-can-eat extravaganza. He would probably have to do so first, but until then he waited to see if anyone else was willing to do so.
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Hello to all. I am Henry, and I have returned.
It's been a while, but I came back in hopes of keeping my creative juices going. Yes I am a roleplayer as well (A bit rusty though...if I was ever any good at it to begin with).
The following are of my hobbies:
- Gaming/Collecting
- Writing/Roleplaying
- Music/Compsoing
- Movies/Television/Youtube
- Occasional Jogging and exercising (I do my best to work out)
- Work/School
Feel free to hit me up with anything like concerns and such, if you have an rp idea and want help, or if I pose a question and can get some feedback or help myself. Either way, I'll be available as much as possilbe.
PSN:Divine_Int
My occasional free time is also playing video games, so if you want to talk and game with me, add me on my Playstation account
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For anyone who wants to chat while we do an rp or discuss progression, I'm available on Discord as well
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Once the confirmation of the invisible guest was said and done by the old man, another unfamiliar character approached into the area to join. From the looks of it, it was another female, but for some reason she was wearing an eye patch on her right eye. Wonder why? Ezio then turned his attention to everyone standing in the area with, and just like him, merely puzzled and confused. He knew basically that none of them really had a choice in the matter, and the only thing they could do is play along and participate in this weird and unstable matter. But the bigger question was would they?
Ezio looked at them and awaited for a hint of movement, seeing to whom would sit and join in on the all-you-can-eat extravaganza. He would probably have to do so first, but until then he waited to see if anyone else was willing to do so.
Ezio looked at them and awaited for a hint of movement, seeing to whom would sit and join in on the all-you-can-eat extravaganza. He would probably have to do so first, but until then he waited to see if anyone else was willing to do so.
So it seemed that, from assumption, the stranger didn’t have a clue of what was going on, but it just didn’t seem right to Ezio. He has been in many predicaments before, but this one did not make any sense, or at least, he couldn’t make any sense of it. All of a sudden, the assumed strangely mannered man unexpectedly places nothing but different varieties of cheeses onto the table before them, coming to understanding that he wants them to dine with him. Ezio was always very appreciative of someone showing hospitality, but due to the circumstances, he wasn’t able to eat because of all of these events just suddenly happening. He couldn’t sit down either, especially seeing all of the others before him with their weapons at their side, he has to be ready for anything, in which case he usually was.
Just then, the odd man identified another stranger who was in their presence, although Ezio did not see anyone. Could be the man is hallucinating, after all, he wants everyone to dine on nothing but cheese. Ezio still had many questions, and the only way he could get answers is by participating in the current event…..for now. “You love to eat a lot of formaggio (cheese) from my assumption, si”?
Just then, the odd man identified another stranger who was in their presence, although Ezio did not see anyone. Could be the man is hallucinating, after all, he wants everyone to dine on nothing but cheese. Ezio still had many questions, and the only way he could get answers is by participating in the current event…..for now. “You love to eat a lot of formaggio (cheese) from my assumption, si”?
Ezio walked from out of the rift that led him into a strange place that he has never seen before, and it was surprising to him if anything. He took a glance around the area, trying to discover where he was at, and who was here with him. He spotted the odd looking gentleman sitting down near the stone table that was in front of him, as he welcomed them and asked them into having a seat. After being said, Ezio turned his attention to the two other strange figures that stood as well, surprised at who (or what) they were. At least Ezio knew one thing he was sure of, and that was he is definitely not in Rome anymore.
Ezio then turned his attention to the reactions of the other beings that stood before him, just as shocked and confused as he was. Once the man of the stone table stated his name and giving them the idea that they were somewhere, he asked the armored looking woman about her weapon she was grabbing for. Once she stated who she was and where she was from, Ezio waited until she stopped speaking so that he may ask a thing or two before things get rough. “Questo sono confuso”, stated Ezio in Italian, meaning he was confused. “What is the meaning of all this?”
Ezio then turned his attention to the reactions of the other beings that stood before him, just as shocked and confused as he was. Once the man of the stone table stated his name and giving them the idea that they were somewhere, he asked the armored looking woman about her weapon she was grabbing for. Once she stated who she was and where she was from, Ezio waited until she stopped speaking so that he may ask a thing or two before things get rough. “Questo sono confuso”, stated Ezio in Italian, meaning he was confused. “What is the meaning of all this?”
So our characters come into play through the rift and onto Sheogorath's world correct?
Now for me.
Ezio Auditore (Assassin's Creed II, Assassin's Creed Brotherhood, Assassin's Creed Revelations)
More info:http://assassinscreed.wikia.com/wiki/Ezio_Auditore_da_Firenze
Ezio Auditore (Assassin's Creed II, Assassin's Creed Brotherhood, Assassin's Creed Revelations)
More info:http://assassinscreed.wikia.com/wiki/Ezio_Auditore_da_Firenze
Sounds interesting. I helped do an rp of something like this earlier on but it shattered and died, but I'd love to try this out if you'll have me.
Dimitri - Inside the enchantress castle
Although a quiet yet lonesome cell could kind of be promising for most for ridding of their criminal acts and seeking a new way ahead in life once free, others find it as a waste of time and use the time in what they call a hellhole to their best advantage. Dimitri sat still with his back against a stone cold hard wall that has been isolating him for the past few days, growing weary and tired from sitting in the dark and dispiriting atmosphere, and it was as surely taking a big toll on him. Although it was somewhat peaceful knowing most of the other prisoners didn’t really yell or complain stating out loud of their innocence, their freedom and the sort, if their was any prisoners. Once he got tiredly frustrated of sitting, he stood up slowly with his back against the cell wall onto his own two feet, brushing off what dirt was on his clothes from an dusty and unsuitable floor and glimpsed at the doorway. It was the only way for him to get a good look of outside his cell, although their wasn’t much to look, and debating the fact of there is no windows for an outside view he really had no choice in the matter. It was exhausting just to stare at a wall for a majority of time so he walked towards the sealed wooden door, starring outside of the iron bars that gave him a brief view of the happenings outside his cell.
Just as he assumed, nothing but an empty hall with another doorway linking to a cell in front of him, and a couple of guards on the right just obediently standing there doing nothing. Not much of a view, and not much to go on if he attempts to escape. Most of the time guards are basically clueless beings just doing what their told, but any transaction of flaw of imperfection or stability and the numbers increase, making it harder to finds ways of escaping. He reached into his pants pockets shaking to identify the noise of a clinked object then pulled it out of his right pocket. He starred at his gold pocket watch then pushed the miniature switch in front for the top lid to open up so he can see the current time, for if he can’t get anything else, he can at least keep up on track of the current hour.
“Twelve O’ Clock, noon.” Or at least that’s what he figured making an assumption of how somewhat of brightness filled what it could out in the hall of basic nothingness. He flicked the lid back on covering the miniature clock and placed it back into his right pocket, and began walking curiously around in the cell, sliding his feet trying to relieve his boredom. He couldn’t really think on anything for his mind could only visualize the incident and catastrophe of why he ended up a prisoner in the first place. If those guards weren’t so easily assaulted just by bumping into them or offending them in some sort of way, even saying Good Morning or How Do You Do, just because they are hired to protect someone doesn’t give them the mindset that they are of a higher being and better than anyone else.
As for Dimitri, he always felt he was wise. He always wanted to be one step ahead of anyone and everything and didn’t care what anyone thought of him. Getting captured by guards for a suppose improper use of speech to them was a ridiculous crime, and puts him in a state of poverty for the time being, something of which is not acceptable in his eyes. He continues to walk around in his cell, thinking of some way to distract these imbeciles of their indecent cohesiveness and make way to plan a departure out of the castle.
Although a quiet yet lonesome cell could kind of be promising for most for ridding of their criminal acts and seeking a new way ahead in life once free, others find it as a waste of time and use the time in what they call a hellhole to their best advantage. Dimitri sat still with his back against a stone cold hard wall that has been isolating him for the past few days, growing weary and tired from sitting in the dark and dispiriting atmosphere, and it was as surely taking a big toll on him. Although it was somewhat peaceful knowing most of the other prisoners didn’t really yell or complain stating out loud of their innocence, their freedom and the sort, if their was any prisoners. Once he got tiredly frustrated of sitting, he stood up slowly with his back against the cell wall onto his own two feet, brushing off what dirt was on his clothes from an dusty and unsuitable floor and glimpsed at the doorway. It was the only way for him to get a good look of outside his cell, although their wasn’t much to look, and debating the fact of there is no windows for an outside view he really had no choice in the matter. It was exhausting just to stare at a wall for a majority of time so he walked towards the sealed wooden door, starring outside of the iron bars that gave him a brief view of the happenings outside his cell.
Just as he assumed, nothing but an empty hall with another doorway linking to a cell in front of him, and a couple of guards on the right just obediently standing there doing nothing. Not much of a view, and not much to go on if he attempts to escape. Most of the time guards are basically clueless beings just doing what their told, but any transaction of flaw of imperfection or stability and the numbers increase, making it harder to finds ways of escaping. He reached into his pants pockets shaking to identify the noise of a clinked object then pulled it out of his right pocket. He starred at his gold pocket watch then pushed the miniature switch in front for the top lid to open up so he can see the current time, for if he can’t get anything else, he can at least keep up on track of the current hour.
“Twelve O’ Clock, noon.” Or at least that’s what he figured making an assumption of how somewhat of brightness filled what it could out in the hall of basic nothingness. He flicked the lid back on covering the miniature clock and placed it back into his right pocket, and began walking curiously around in the cell, sliding his feet trying to relieve his boredom. He couldn’t really think on anything for his mind could only visualize the incident and catastrophe of why he ended up a prisoner in the first place. If those guards weren’t so easily assaulted just by bumping into them or offending them in some sort of way, even saying Good Morning or How Do You Do, just because they are hired to protect someone doesn’t give them the mindset that they are of a higher being and better than anyone else.
As for Dimitri, he always felt he was wise. He always wanted to be one step ahead of anyone and everything and didn’t care what anyone thought of him. Getting captured by guards for a suppose improper use of speech to them was a ridiculous crime, and puts him in a state of poverty for the time being, something of which is not acceptable in his eyes. He continues to walk around in his cell, thinking of some way to distract these imbeciles of their indecent cohesiveness and make way to plan a departure out of the castle.
I'm going to be taking the part of Dimitri.
Name: Dimitri
Age:21
Personality: Dimitri is a young man who cares of no others but only himself. He’s very arrogant when it comes to certain situations and mainly worries of his own importance. He is sarcastic, cunning, and sly in which he uses as an advantage to his mischievous schemes to get what he wants more or less. As for those in his life, he acts as if he is contempt towards them, yet deep down has a sense care and compassion even if he doesn’t show it.
Life on Fairy Tale World: As a young boy, Dimitri was formerly a kitchen servant for the Romanov’s palace, but suddenly when an event went horribly wrong, he made an escape and vanished from the scene in an act of fear, worried of being killed and not making a return since then. A few years later after becoming an adult and able to do for himself, he became a anonymous traveler and a highly skilled con man, deceiving and tricking many people in many ways for their money and his pride. He remembers most of what happened from his past childhood but has little remembrance of the event that had occurred that one day, and when something brings it up, he tries not to remember and makes himself forget.
Age:21
Personality: Dimitri is a young man who cares of no others but only himself. He’s very arrogant when it comes to certain situations and mainly worries of his own importance. He is sarcastic, cunning, and sly in which he uses as an advantage to his mischievous schemes to get what he wants more or less. As for those in his life, he acts as if he is contempt towards them, yet deep down has a sense care and compassion even if he doesn’t show it.
Life on Fairy Tale World: As a young boy, Dimitri was formerly a kitchen servant for the Romanov’s palace, but suddenly when an event went horribly wrong, he made an escape and vanished from the scene in an act of fear, worried of being killed and not making a return since then. A few years later after becoming an adult and able to do for himself, he became a anonymous traveler and a highly skilled con man, deceiving and tricking many people in many ways for their money and his pride. He remembers most of what happened from his past childhood but has little remembrance of the event that had occurred that one day, and when something brings it up, he tries not to remember and makes himself forget.
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