FernStone

Mirroring Worlds, Reflecting Possibilities

Modern World:

Yeah, not complicating everything is good

Misc:

I'll probably be in the lower range of 20-30s as well, though I'll see what characters I come up with

We need to decide who has characters in what worlds, right? Like the pairs...

Mirroring Worlds, Reflecting Possibilities

I saw it twice too! *dances* Second time in imax, which was awesome

Fantasy World:

Runes aiding potion making would be cool. And I can imagine they'd have to be careful, for example some ingredients wouldn't mix with some aspects and could cause explosions (especially if fire is involved) so only the most skilled use runes to tamper with potions?

Sci-fi:

AI yay! xD Gotta love some AI... I have slight rudimentary knowledge about AI. But yes, holographic stuff would be so cool and fun! Communication would be very easy and the like. And yeah short-range teleportation works, probably quite rare though as its still being worked on? Definitely still new... So most of the people with them are almost test subjects to check if they work? So malfunctions and stuff. Though it could be interesting if someone with a cybertech limb went to one of the other worlds and it just stopped working

Modern World:

2014-15 would definitely work, I think, as it doesn't really involve much research and just makes things simpler.

Misc:

Sounds good! No ideas from me (I'm just waiting for that spark of inspiration to come)

I quite like Earth, Thera and Rathe. The sound quite cool and actually I don't seem like rearrangements of earth at first glance. I like them.

I like the idea two. And 20-30s works for me! I mean definitely good in terms of experience and gives so much more options for skills of characters and the like. Only so much a teenager knows really. And 3-4 paragraphs per character is fine for me, I should be able to do that for two characters. Any more and maybe it'd need to be slightly shorter but that suits me!

Ah, good... I sometimes feel like I'm slacking but I try you know :)

Banditry! [WhiteRose and FernStone]

Alianor made a slight face at the mention of wolf meat, though she tried to hide it. Best not to offend him to much. He was the leader of the bandits, after all, and she'd rather stay alive for now. But the thought of eating wolf just made her feel slightly sick. "Well that all sounds... lovely." She kept her voice steady while trying not to look disgusted. The berries, mushrooms and vegetables didn't sound too bad but she doubted they even considered washing them... Who knew what nasty thing came with food like that from a forest. All in all it didn't sound like a very appetising affair. The smell of the meat, though, as she followed him outside didn't smell too bad. She wasn't sure what it was though and as a result was rather suspicious. Something could smell lovely and taste horrible. And if it was something like a wolf she doubted she could stomach it even if it did smell delicious.

Her blue eyes gradually narrowed throughout Ronan's speech and she tried to contain her... no, it definitely wasn't anger. She wouldn't lower herself to that. Annoyance at what he was saying and how untrue it was. "Not all of us marry for political gain," she snapped, looking like she was close to just giving into her anger and shouting at him, or even trying to attack him. Of course she wouldn't do that. She would try to stay calm, reasonable, allow cold anger to seep through her words. But what he said was lies. Sure some did, but not all. Her marriage had not been for politics. Yes, it had benefited her father, but the marriage had not been arranged. Her husband had asked her to marry him before he got her father's permission. "You speak of something you have no knowledge on. And even so, who are you to judge who has humanity or not. Please do tell me how is paying someone to slaughter an animal worse than killing another man? Or stealing? Because I am failing to see the similarities." She smiled slightly, a cold, obviously fake smile. "Well I have to say I am glad that we are on the same page in that matter. The feeling is mutual, as your people and actions make me sick."

There was a frown on Alianor's face as she carefully sat beside Ronan, brushing her skirts beneath her as she did so. She took one look at the other bandits around the fire, struggling to not show how disturbed she was. She was glad that none of them paid attention to her, apart from a few looks here and there, as there was no way she wanted to interact with any of them. She doubted that they were educated. That was one point in their leaders favour. She cautiously took the meat, looking at it suspiciously. [b]"Oh." As it dawned upon her what this actually was Alianor paled, looking positively sick. No way was she eating this. She couldn't be expected to. She would rather starve. "I think I will be fine, thank you, I am not hungry at the moment. I am sure you're men will appreciate it more." She stared down at the meat for a few more moments before shuddering. No, that was not coming anywhere near her lips. Frowning, she glanced at Ronan.

"How long do you plan to keep me here?"

Interest Check

I'd be interested in fantasy, probably in a medieval time setting (this is a current major craving for me, for some reason) - I kind of have a character I'd like to roleplay. Also possibly Harry Potter OCs depending.

Here we Go Again [HIGH-CAS/LOW-ADV ONLY]

I'd be interested in Prince/Princess x Knight/Mage/Whatever, Princess x Thief, Best Friend X Best Friend, Jock/Popular X Nerd/Emo/Outsider, Rock Band or Mafia/Organised crime for possible originals (My best genre is medieval fantasy but I'm also pretty decent at other settings). Fandoms wise I'd be interested in your Avatar the Last Airbender OC x OC idea. Possibly Avengers but I don't know I'm not to good at canon x OC and also possibly Guardians of the Galaxy just I'm not sure how well I could roleplay either character.

Writing Sample related: I'm assuming you mean a roleplay sample, right? :P Cause I mean I could post a short story I wrote or a snippet from a novel I'm working on but that doesn't really sum up my roleplaying ability rather just my general writing skills

Mirroring Worlds, Reflecting Possibilities

Those are a lot of setting pictures O.o Will take a while to shift through xD

Fantasy World:
Something together would be cool! *thinks* No wands, no... The energy/chi would be interesting - especially if it was their own, then they can only 'draw'/use so many. Or we could do something similar to Aons in Elantris by Brandon Sanderson (doubt you've read it but...) where basically they're drawn in the air and kind of hang their, doing whatever effect. But energy/chi would be cool. Yeah I think those four images would be cool - the classical elements (I would say earth instead of rock but that's just me).

Sci-fi World:
I agree with sleek and gritty ;) (BTW Guardians of the Galaxy is amazing)

Yeah, no robots. I mean I know its in a lot of sci-fi but it just goes against everything I know about AI... I mean obviously its not in the modern world but still. I think maybe technological body parts, though? Like if someone loses a hand they can get a new one that works like a normal one. Hover boards are cool (as long as we don't go too down the Back to the Future 2 route xP) and limited teleportation - either it only teleports short distances or there are certain stations and it takes up a lot of space so it isn't widely available and limited as to where you can go? Definitely laser tech... Cool computers? I mean any computers in that world are going to be super fast with super high RAM. I think there should be 3D computers... Okay, sorry. Going off topic a bit. Computers aren't important really.

Modern World:
All sounds good when it comes to the mirror. I should add to it, but my brain is a bit dead at the moment. Apologies.

Yeah I agree with that kind of prophecy, sounds simple enough. Anything more might just get a little bit confusing and hard to keep track of.

I like the idea of it getting messed up in both the modern and fantasy world, in different ways, and the sci-fi world getting it right. It would certainly be interesting for when the pairs meet and the possibility of characters becoming more 'evil' per se/ becoming anti-heroes. Yeah sounds like a brilliant idea

(I'm sorry I'm being terrible and contributing, I'm trying honestly I'm just tired at the moment and its one of my down moments mentally)

Banditry! [WhiteRose and FernStone]

"It is good to know that you have at least some morals," Alianor sniffed slightly, lips pursed into a thin line. It didn't make her any less worried, as there was always the possibility of death hanging over her head, but rather that than... anything else. There wouldn't be any pain after death. "I apologise, I didn't expect someone of such literacy to turn to a life such as this." She shrugged slightly. "Most petty criminals cannot read or write, but I guess I was wrong to assume the same of you." She listened to the poem with a slightly tilted head, a single eyebrow raised. It was curious that such a man would know that kind of poetry. There were few with an interest in poetry as it was, never mind that kind or common folk. "Very impressive. There are few who can recite something like that." She spoke truthfully though it was not really meant as a compliment. Not entirely.

"I don't think I'm better than you." These word weren't said in a way that suggested she was dying that she thought so, more indicating that she knew it. And she did, well she was sure she did. Ronan was a criminal who stole for a living, killing without qualms and kidnapped noble ladies. She had never killed anyone and she had no plans to. She didn't even want to think of the possibility. If it was really necessary she would rather others did it for her. That was what men were for, after all. She stiffened slightly as Ronan went on to suggest things about her father, "My father is not a butcher." Her voice had a certain cold anger to it, and if looks could kill Ronan would be long dead. "He is not." As far as she was aware her father was relatively nice to those under him. Of course any who went against him were punished, but that was the natural order of things. And as far as she was aware he didn't kill people. He certainly wasn't a warrior, like one of her brothers was and her husband had been. After a few moments she also calmed herself down, taking a deep breath. Probably best to not get to the point of being so angry she didn't think. She'd rather her stay was as comfortable as possible. "Of course I can memorise it," she spoke as if there was no doubt to that. She was sure she could easily memorise it. Using it, however... She had never really liked maps and had regretted not learning to properly use them. She had much preferred reading books as a form of entertainment. She did love a good book. "And the creatures are most likely some form of decoration." She wasn't sure if he was being serious when he suggested that they maybe lived where they were on the map.

She looked taken aback by his question, trying to completely work out what he meant. "Eaten food? Of course I have eaten food before. If I hadn't I would be dead," she narrowed her eyes, still looking confused. "I don't agree with it being what we exist for, more merely something we must do to survive." She sniffed the air, trying not to make a face. Well it certainly smelt nothing like what she was used to. She doubted they even bothered doing anything with the meat, like seasoning it or adding flavour. "Do you eat the same thing every day? Just meat?" She look absolutely repulsed at even the possibility of such a thing. Surely everyone had varied meals?

Banditry! [WhiteRose and FernStone]

"I doubt they would offer their services to the likes of you, either," Alianor added with a delicately arched eyebrow. As soon as her ring was mentioned her other hand moved to cover it, moving close to her chest. "Over my dead body," she replied coldly, eyes narrow. "It is one thing to take things of merely monetary value,"[b] which truthfully was what the rest of her jewellery had been, [b]"and another to take those of sentimental value." She would not let them take her ring. It was her one connection she had with her deceased husband, who she had truly loved, and she wasn't going to just hand it over so some bandits could eat for another year. She'd be quite happy if they starved. Now there was a nice thought. Of course if they tried to force it from her there wasn't much she could do. At least the necklace was hidden.

She reluctantly followed him over to the door in the cliff, rather curious as to what it led to. Whatever was inside it couldn't be any worse than the buildings she had already seen. Of course, she had low expectations. She entered silently behind Ronan, glancing around with a critical gaze. It was... plain. That was the only thing she could think of at the moment. There was a desk which suggested that the bandit leader was at least somewhat literate. So not as stupid as she had first thought. However, that seemed to be the only furniture along with some chairs and... pillows? There wasn't even a bed. How interesting. "Lovely place, she muttered sarcastically to herself. She certainly didn't see were he had gotten it into his head that it was some kind of king's suite. It was nothing of the sort. The room she had had in her father's country home had been nicer, better furnished and fancier than this. Never mind anything the king would sleep in. She wasn't sure how she was going to sleep here... without a bed. She didn't like the place at all. She couldn't wait to get out of here. And it would happen. She had that much faith in her father's men.

"Oh yes, I'm sure they are all lovely," Alianor gave a slight smile, regarding him coldly. "And don't worry, I have no plans to 'shank you' as you put it." That was the truth. If she was going to try and kill him she would do it in a way that gave her more of an advantage. After all, she had never used a weapon as as he said he could easily overpower her. That much was obvious. Although he had put into her mind that it was entirely possible to try and kill him. Her thoughts had only been turned to escaping before hand. Then again, she wasn't sure she'd be able. She couldn't stand the sight of blood. "I would say it was nice to meet you, Ronan, but then I would be lying. I prefer not to do such a thing." She tilted her head, moving further into the cave. "Of course, I'll behave perfectly. As long as you, and anyone else, doesn't do anything untoward. If not I don't think there will be any problems." Until she thought further and made plans of course.

She wandered over to the desk, glancing down at the map with an act of aloof curiosity. She hoped that the map would give her some clue of where she was and how to get back to the track. That would make one thing easier. She glanced at the ink pots, arching an eyebrow. "Can you read and write?"

Banditry! [WhiteRose and FernStone]

That's fine, enjoy whatever you're doing away! Thanks for telling me :) And me too! Daydreaming about what might happen is one of the things that is helping me survive some of my more boring classes

Banditry! [WhiteRose and FernStone]

Alianor tried not to look more and more worried as Ronan continued to speak, face paling slightly. Truthfully she had really hoped that these bandits would be amateurs, the kind who were threatening to travellers but easy to take out. She was beginning to think more and more about the possibility that they may not find her. What would happen then? She only hoped they went for a ransom. If she could convince them her father would pay a decent ransom fee (something she wasn't so sure on, she would have been more certain if her husband was still alive) then they would go down that route. Then, after all that was done, she would be able to inform her father of where these bandits were. Then they would be executed. She looked slightly confused as the leader got out a knife, fear suddenly registering in her eyes as he grabbed her and thrust the knife towards her. "Do you know what this dress was made of!" Her annoyed cry was loud, increased in volume due to the fear that the knife had actually been aimed at her heart. Taking a deep breath, she calmed herself. "I doubt you will not cover them well enough." Though she tried to remain confident, it was obvious that she was more shaken.

The journey was the worst thing Alianor had ever experienced, apart from the events earlier in the day and watching her husband as he died. As a noble she had never had to do any form of work in her life or really any kind of exertion. She spent most of the time getting hit by hanging vines, trying not to trip over her dress which she ended up having to hold up off the ground. There were a few times she almost ended up falling flat on her face. While her plan had been to try and remember her route that soon left her mind as she concentrated on walking without falling or getting hit by something. Of course it wasn't even in her mind as soon as they encountered the massive spiders. She had never seen something so terrifying in her life. Small spiders were bad enough, never mind ones the size of small dogs! Her air of confidence was quickly crumbling as they made the journey towards their camp.

By the time they arrived Alianor was absolutely exhausted, and really wanted nothing more than to collapse and sleep. Of course a bath would be nice but she doubted that would be on offer here. The wall that surrounded the camp was impressive enough, and large. Enough to warn people away from the area. Of course it wouldn't put off a proper group of warriors, or heroes. The inside itself... Alianor's disgust at the 'buildings' was evident as soon as she entered and looked around. They couldn't really be called buildings. They were nothing of the sort. She was sure most of them would be easily destroyed. And they would be cold. She did not want to sleep here. On top of all of this she doubted that there was any privacy.

Her thoughts soon turned from this as she concentrated on getting her breath by while listening to what Ronan said. She was out of breath, aching all over and her dress was completely ruined. She was glad she had dressed for travelling, as even though the dress was not made for these kinds of situations it was far better than most of the ones she normally wore. She bit her lip and tried not to gag as she began to get some of what Ronan was talking about. She didn't even want to think about that... yes, she was definitely going to try and convince them that a ransom was the best way to go.

Standing up straight again, dress now far from clean and her long hair matted from being constantly caught in things during the journey, Alianor once again adopted a proud and almost snobbish demeanour. "Is this it? I had though it would be more impressive. After all if you are as good bandits as you make yourselves out to be then you must have more than enough gold in jewellery to make proper buildings," she scoffed, tilting her head. "Of course I shouldn't have expected any more, people like you often live in such... common establishments."