Gentlemanvaultboy

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Fate. Yes, fate was in the hands of the forebears, that was what she had been taught. That this was the first response she received was like a message from the Great Sea Mother herself, telling her that this was all part of the plan. She was here for a reason. Believing that paradoxically both calmed and excited her, though not as much as revelation of Amheurst's identity.

"A real knight?" She asked breathless, almost hopping forward despite herself. Nobody in the small hamlet that sat near the edge of the swamp was anywhere near that incredible. She'd spent many a night sitting by some lighted window, listening to a parent recount tales of daring do to a wide eyed child. "With a horse and everything? Fighting monsters, saving damsels, righting wrongs? Jousting men over honor? Are you on a quest?"

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She was deposited in the dark.

That wasn't so bad. Gish quite enjoyed the dark. Squatting in the dark was something of a hobby of hers. She could linger wherever she wanted, however long she wanted, and there was no risk that people would throw things unless they had the misfortune of stumbling over her. Even then, she could usually be gone by the time they turned to look. No, the dark wasn't the reason she as confused. It was more that she couldn't understand how she'd got here.

"Bad." She croaked lowly to herself, then slapped her hands over her mouth as the chamber seemed to carry the barely-a-whisper off to the far corners of it. Around her the calm shadows were interrupted with bright flashes, the outlines of other figures briefly visible before merging with the dark. The only consistent portion of light in the chamber was a roaring bonfire. She took it as a sign, and advanced slowly toward it.

As she got closer, she listened. Under the crackle of the fire and the rumble that permeated the entire chamber she could hear others around the fire, breathing. She didn't care to step into the light, instead trying to enjoy the nostalgic atmosphere, but as longer went without anyone speaking she could feel a strange tension building up in her. A nervous shiver forced its was into her throat, and seemed to force her jaw open against her will.

"We've suffered a bizarre fate, haven't we?" She asked the other dark figures at the edge of the firelight.

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Name: Gish
Appearance: A squat, 4ft girl with matted black hair. She's got the Innsmouth look, with her eyes being set too far apart, her mouth being a little too wide, her skin clammy and grey, and her black hair matted and unkempt. She wears clothes the appear to be made fashioned out of reeds, including a large hat that obscures most of her face.

Inventory: A fife, carved out of a greenish wood. A small knife, for carving said fife.

Personality: Ruled by a cautious curiosity. Deeply religious and chalks thing up to providence. Talks a lot when nervous, which is all the time.

History: Raised in an inland swamp by her mother. Never knew her father. Mother eventually went into the water and never came back, leaving her to fend for herself. Doesn't know how long ago that was.

Other: Faster and more dexterous in the water.

| Welcome to the Endless Halls | Thread Moved!

Name: Gish
Appearance: A squat, 4ft girl with matted black hair. She's got the Innsmouth look, with her eyes being set too far apart, her mouth being a little too wide, her skin clammy and grey, and her black hair matted and unkempt. She wears clothes the appear to be made fashioned out of reeds, including a large hat that obscures most of her face.

Inventory: A fife, carved out of a greenish wood. A small knife, for carving said fife.

Personality: Ruled by a cautious curiosity. Deeply religious and chalks thing up to providence. Talks a lot when nervous, which is all the time.

History: Raised in an inland swamp by her mother. Never knew her father. Mother eventually went into the water and never came back, leaving her to fend for herself. Doesn't know how long ago that was.

Other: Faster and more dexterous in the water.

Of Psychic and Magick {NEW, OPEN}

Name: Rex Reno
Age: 34
Appearance: A tall, sharp faced with dirty blond hair tied back into a ponytail. Always wearing a large blue trench coat.

Identity: Psychic Detective
Class: Psychic
Ability: Remote viewing. Must have item with some connection to what he wants to view.

Personality: An childish sort of man. Leaps before he looks, gets exited easily, and doggedly determined.
(Dis)likes: He enjoys shooting guns, adventure novels, and in his off time is an amateur ghost hunter. He dislikes cigarette smoke.
Relationship: He has a father back home, along with two brothers, all cops. All disappointed in his life choices.

Of Psychic and Magick {NEW, OPEN}

Name: Rex Reno
Age: 34
Appearance: A tall, sharp faced with dirty blond hair tied back into a ponytail. Always wearing a large blue trench coat.

Identity: Psychic Detective
Class: Psychic
Ability: Remote viewing. Must have item with some connection to what he wants to view.

Personality: An childish sort of man. Leaps before he looks, gets exited easily, and doggedly determined.
(Dis)likes: He enjoys shooting guns, adventure novels, and in his off time is an amateur ghost hunter. He dislikes cigarette smoke.
Relationship: He has a father back home, along with two brothers, all cops. All disappointed in his life choices.

Shonen Punk! - A Multiverse RP

Interested.

A Mansion in the Woods (Supernatural Mansion RP)

"Last I saw he was in the hallway near the entrance, but he might not be there any more. If your going to look for him, though, then let me come with you."

A Mansion in the Woods (Supernatural Mansion RP)

"He never gave me his name. Tall man, black hair, dressed like a butler. He was afraid of you for some reason, so he asked me to speak on his behalf. Said that there were threats to the mansion out there in other worlds and that you could help with them. Considering that we're all currently in the mansion I saw no reason not to go along with his request."

A Mansion in the Woods (Supernatural Mansion RP)

Fascinating! Shooting fire! Fascinating!

"Mr. Mikkish, please sit down. No one intends to fight with you." Sam said, holding up his hands. "Now I see why that butler didn't want to talk with you himself. You're clearly very keyed up, but I assure you I am from another world. My name is Sam West, I'm something like a paranormal investigator. I've been asked to speak with you by another guest and have taken it upon myself to make sure everyone understands what's happening here. Is there any way that you can think of that would prove, to you, that this is a different world? Something that should be impossible? Something you know to be real that's not here? Please, just follow me on this for a moment."