Harlequ

Abandoned Mansion

Ilyssa:
“Now that that’s settled, I think I’ll go check to see if there’s any water sources nearby. If anyone else is wishing to come along, I won’t stop you unless you slow me in any way.” I stood and walked into the room that had been burst open, going straight towards the bookshelf. Examining the books, I pulled at one that seemed to be made out of hollow wood. The bookshelf creaked and groaned, shifting the slightest bit to reveal a dark crawl space behind it. I rummaged in my pockets, coming up with a tiny flashlight. Placing it between my teeth, I got onto my hands and knees, crawling through to the other side of the crawl space.
The room on the other side was lit by iron gas lamps set high up into the wall at intervals. They provided a good amount of light, enough for me to survey the large room.
The walls of the room were painted a ghastly shade of greenish brown, with a forest design running across the bottom. Moving closer, I noticed the bright red eyes painted into the dark background. The floor of the room was made out of varnished wood, though most of it was covered by the maroon carpet in the center, on top of which was a large mahogany dining table, matching chairs placed around it. A couple of silver platters lay in front of the chairs on the far half of the table, significantly rusty. A large door was on the other side of the room, locked with a rusty padlock.
Crawling back to the group, I walked over to Isaac.
“Do you still have that lockpicking kit? There’s a door in the next room, but it’s been locked using an old padlock.”

(Tell me if I need to change anything in the pov)

Trios

This sounds interesting, I’ll try and get in a character sheet by tonight.

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Ilyssa:
I pulled a piece of scrap cloth from my pocket, walking over to Alex.
“Here. I’ll try and wipe most of the blood off your face, then you can use this to apply pressure to any major wound. As for the ones on your chest...we might have to use someone’s shirt for that. Anyone willing?”

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Ilyssa:
I let my eyes adjust to the lights before leaning against one of the walls that were still intact.
“I think we should all take a minute to calm down and come up with a plan that doesn’t involve knocking down any more walls. I agree with Isaac on the vote, since, like he said, we don’t have any medical supplies. Which is one of the first things we might want to remedy if we want to survive at this rate. I’m also thinking that we should find something to defend ourselves with. I have my weapons, but I’m not sure about you guys. And one last thing? Please no more yelling. It bothers my head, and like I said before, who knows what could be lurking in here.”

Name Change Request

I'd like to change my name, mostly because I accidentally entered the one I have before I could change it. The name I like, if possible, is Harlequin, assuming it isn't taken, of course.

Sup

Hello and thank you to anyone reading this post! I recently got introduced to this website by someone on another site, where the format for posts was pretty slow. So, introductions. I usually go by Jokester on most sites. I’ve ran a few types of roleplays before, and been in too many to count. I’d like to call myself a writer, though it’s more that I’m throwing ideas on paper and calling them writing. I’m hoping to find some good roleplays to join on this site, and any recommendations would be appreciated!

Abandoned Mansion

Ilyssa:
Kludd ended up going to save the kid who fell in the void, which I thought was a bit bothersome, but as long as the kid didn’t slow us more I’d leave him be. I moved forward into the area behind the wall. There was little to no light shining through from the outer room, so I had to rely on sound and feel to not die.
A shout came from the darkness, causing me to jump. Turning, I saw a scrawny boy hug Kludd, who grew both ears and a wagging tail. I let them have their tearful reunion before shouting to get their attention.
“You guys can canoodle all you want later, but I suggest we first find a safe spot. We’ve already had one person fall into an invisible trapdoor here before, who knows what else could be lurking.” I usually wouldn’t care, but right now, a guy with enhanced scent could be useful. Facing the others, I motioned to the darkness.
“Does anyone have any source of light?” Robo boy, I’m looking at you.

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Name: Ilyssa Alis
Age: 15
Physical Features:
>Hair: Ilyssa has extremely dark black hair that goes to her hips. It’s mostly wavy, though it begins to fall in ringlets near the bottom. The tips of her hair fade to a lighter, lavender/gray colour, and streaks of this colour run through her hair. She usually keeps her hair out of her face by either tying it up, clipping it back, or just putting on any headband like object nearby.
>Eyes: Ilyssa’s eyes have a black ring at the edges, and they’re light, grey/lavender colour at the middle. Black flecks are in the middle as well. Her eyes are wide and round, and usually look curious or apathetic.
>Skin: Ilyssa has pale skin, clear of any blemishes. It’s naturally pale, though her time spent at the school has caused it to become almost white. She has pale freckles, but only a very few, just on her arms and the bridge of her nose.
>Build: Ilyssa has a thin, graceful build. The way she holds herself is reminiscent of a bird, like she’s ready to take off any second now.
>Height: 5’4
>Weight: 100 lbs
>*Tattoos: A tattoo of a flock of birds taking off on her left collarbone (like Tris’s from divergent, but smaller birds and more of tham, though not a lot), and a simple tiny heart on her right thumb, the top joints bottomside, or the pad. Both are black.
>*Marks: Scars, lots of ‘em. She has a large, jagged one on her back, going from her left shoulder to her tailbone. There are many more tiny ones on her back too. She has strange ones on her arms, some looking like shapes and words. She has a thin one on the right side of her face, right on the jawline. There are a ton on her feet too, a lot looking like she stepped on something that’s better not stepped on. Her left elbow and the skin around it has an old burn scar.
Outfit: A baggy pale grey/lavender tank top tucked into grey jean shorts. She wears black tights under the shorts and has black boots. She wears long black gloves that go past her elbows, and has a black bandanna she wears either around her neck or on her mouth.
Race: Human
Weapon: Handguns
Power: Telekinesis
Attitude: Curious, apathetic, bored
Basic Personality Traits: Ilyssa went through many difficulties in her life, which numbed her to most things. She’s a bit apathetic at times, and doesn’t care what anyone thinks of her. She’s straightforward, not holding anything back, even if it’ll hurt people to hear. Ilyssa’s an ambivert, though she’s much more on the introvert side. She can socialize, she just prefers not to most of the time. People aren’t very interesting to her. There are times where she’ll become really outgoing and talkative, but these are rare, only happening when a ton of conditions were met. Ilyssa used to be curious avout how everything worked, and she still is, just less so. She’s mostly interested in how people’s brains work, how they think and act, how they react to situations. Because of this she’ll often do strange things on a whim like go and start braiding a stranger’s beard, or climbing onto their shoulders.
Strengths: Strong, uncaring of others’ opinions, intelligent
Weaknesses: Bad at teamwork, not a people person, overthinks things