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Totally interested in this. Count me in ^^
Posted. Not too happy with my post, but oh well. Decided to have Jonte's sister show up for a bit. She not really a character, but she'll pop up from time to time just to keep Jonte informed about how things are back home. We might see the rest of Jonte's family at some later point, if that's okay, but that will be muuuuuuch later and they won't be all that important. I just like writing families XD
In the town square, which was already beginning to fill up with crowds preparing for the festival, Jonte sat on his small stool outside one of the town's local banks, his fiddle resting on his chin as he slowly began to slide the bow up and down the strings, singing a woeful song as he did.

“'Come, slack your horse,' cries George,
'Come slack it for a while,
For I think I see my father
Coming over yonder style.'

'Did you bring gold?
Did you bring silver to set me free?
For to keep my body from the cold gaol wall
And me neck from the high gallows tree.'

'I've no gold,
I've no silver to set you free,
But I have come for to see you hang,
Oh, hang upon the high gallows tree.'

Oh, the prickle-holly bush, it pricks, it pricks,
Oh, it pricks my heart full sore
And if ever I get out of the prickle-holly bush
I'll never get in there any more."


It was difficult to sing while playing, especially as the bottom of his violin began to dig into his throat, and his voice was strained and quiet, but he continued on no less. By his left boot was his violin case, with a small piece of paper resting against it saying "If you like the music, a coin would be appreciated'. Sure enough, there were several coins in the case, and every so often, a person would walk past and toss a coin in.

“'Come, slack your horse,' cries George,
'Come slack it for a while,
For I think I see my mother
Coming over yonder style.'

'Did you bring gold?
Did you bring silver to set me free?
For to keep my body from the cold gaol wall
And me neck from the high gallows tree.'

'I've no gold,
I've no silver to set you free,
But I have come for to see you hang,
Oh, hang upon the high gallows tree.'

Oh, the prickle-holly bush, it pricks, it pricks,
Oh, it pricks my heart full sore
And if ever I get out of the prickle-holly bush
I'll never get in there any more."


The suns rays felt pleasant on his face, giving a golden tinge to his red hair. It was spring, the time when the Summer Fey were in power and the world was blessed with warmth and joy. Children would play in the grass, rolling down hills, girls sitting in fields making crowns from daisies, the blossoms were form on the tree tops, colouring them with pink and white and promises of fruit. Spring was a time of hope, joy, the cold winter months, as fun as they had been, had melted away and given back prosperous life. Jonte enjoyed all seasons, but the nature of spring was far more comfortable to him, as it meant he could use his powers as he pleased without upsetting the Winter Court.

As he readied himself to sing the next verse of his song, someone came to him and spoke to him in a manner that he found familiar, that made a small smile tease his lips. He didn't look up to meet her face. He didn't need to.

"Oh come now, Jonte!" said Jonte's sister, Keela, as she crossed her arms over her petit chest. "Couldn't you find a more cheerful song to play?"

Jonte raised his head to smile at her. Her hair was a golden blonde, like rays of sunlight, and her eyes were the mischievous, cat-like green that Jonte had. She tied her hair, only about shoulder-length, into a ponytail, and was dressed in a quite boyish fashion, with her shorts - leggings underneath, it was still too cold to be exposing too much skin - and a green jacket. His violin gave a slight screech as he stopped his song quite abruptly.

"Well," Jonte said. "This is a surprise."

Keela laughed. "Of course," she said. "It's much more fun to catch you off guard. I get to see what you're like when you're down here." She brushed away a small wisp of hair that had been dislodge from her hair tie and blown into her face by the wind. "Wanna go get something to eat? Catch up?"

Jonte chuckled. "Alright," he said. He stood up, gathered up all the coins into his pockets before putting his violin away. "But you're paying."

Keela laughed again and gave her brother a little punch on the shoulder. "Okay," she said. "Just this once."

Tucking his violin case under his arm, Jonte followed his sister down the road, leading her to a small coffee shop he often went for a snack. It had a nice, comfortable feeling to it and would give them a place to talk for a bit.
thegirlwhoseemed said
I'm thinking it is going to be more modern time, with maybe some small flicks of medieval, but moreso in the Fey realm, than the mortal realm. The mortals are definitely modern..


Mad Scarlet said
Yup yup! Exactly what Seemed said.


Oki dokes. Thank you, you two. I was a tiny bit confused ^^; While I was making Jonte's CS I was careful to avoid all mentions of electronics or 'modern things' for that reason.
Just a suggestion, Scarlet: maybe now you should start making restrictions on what kind of characters should be made. For example, all the Winter Fey characters we have so far are female, so maybe you should start saying you will only allow male Winter Fey from now on. You should also ask that more people make Summer Fey, Mortal and especially Dark Fey characters as we're really lacking in them....

But this is only a suggestion. You're the GM after all. I don't want to tell you what to do, I'm just giving some advice so we can more of a balance. :3

Plus, more people want be to Winter Fey than Summer Fey? Come on, guys! Having the power to control nature is awesome!
Hmm, I might post again tomorrow then if that's the case.
So, one thing that's been bothering me slightly: is this roleplay set in modern times or is this a medieval-time roleplay? I'm guessing from all the accepted bios that it's in modern day but I'm just making sure.

Also, really excited for this roleplay ^^ It could prove quite interesting.
Siti said
I keep checking back every day, but I don't want to post so frequently no one else has the chance to run with it first.


Same here. At the moment, I'm just waiting for someone to post with their character noticing at least one of the new arrivals.


Name: Jonte

Mortal Name: John Tamblin

Race: Summer Fey

Age: Born a little less than three years before the Seasonal War began, appears to be about 20

Background: As someone who was still young when the Seasonal War began but old enough to remember what life was like before it, Jonte has grown up to be, at best, indifferent towards the war and, at worst, completely bored by it. Instead of being among his fellow kin trying to spread the warmth of summer, he spends most of his times among humans, who he finds to be a much more interesting species. He enjoys pranking the mortals, using his powers over nature to trick and confuse them, though always reversing the effects shortly after so not to cause problems for anyone. He only means to have fun, not to harm anyone.

Due to his refusal to help in the war, Jonte's relationship with his family is... strained, to say the least. His father and two brothers are high-ranking members of the Summer Court and are completely invested in the war. His father is often very angry towards Jonte, calling him a coward and a slacker. His oldest brother is cold and indifferent towards him, not wanting to be affiliated with him in any way. His youngest brother still cares about Jonte, often pleading for him to come home and join in the war but still getting very frustrated with him. His mother and younger sister are the only ones who bear him no ill will, with his mother always happy to see him when he comes home and his sister often either visiting him or sending him letters, telling him how things are.

He is currently living in the mortal world under the guise of a young street musician named John Tamblin. When not using his powers to cause mischief, he works as a street performer, playing music on his violin in exchange for a few coins. He doesn't really need the money, he just enjoys spreading music in order to calm the humans during these dark times. He occasionally visits the other Summer Fey and his family, though he doesn't make a habit of it as most of them see him as a traitor.
Well, I'm certainly interested. I'll get to work on a CS.
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