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The Dark Half

I'm still here. Sorry about the inactivity. Maybe a GM post to rush things along a little bit?

The Dark Half

Finally posted. Shoddy post is shoddy >.<

The Dark Half

Karin Amsel | Forest > Garnet room > Corridors

A monotonous, almost mechanical voice announced that they’d arrived at their destination as the bullet train slid to a smooth, near silent stop. “I guess this is it.” A tremor of nervousness tinged the pleasantly feminine voice. Karin Amsel unfolded her slender frame out of the seat and stretched languidly. The long train ride, which had been quite boring as she was the only passenger, had left her feeling a tad cramped. Due to her home town being quite far away in the middle of nowhere, she’d missed the first one with the rest of the students and had been forced to spend hours by herself, staring out the window at an unappealing view of swamps, swamps and more swamps. Eager to get going, the girl picked up her bags and stepped out onto the footpath.

Eyes of an unnaturally violet hue widened in surprise at the sight before her. The train let out smack into the middle of a forest straight out of a Grimm’s fairytale. Tall trees towered on either side of the narrow path, their branches weaving an intricate canopy overhead and managing to almost block out the night sky. Wisps of fog swirled around in the distance, occasionally pierced by rays of moonlight. The planet’s many moons which served as a beautiful natural light had somehow taken on a sinister feel as it filtered through the branches and cast a myriad of twisted shadows. Karin took a hesitant step forward, unease crawling up her skin like the skittering legs of an insect. An involuntary shiver danced down her spine as a sudden breeze brought along the cold and sounds of rustling leaves. She wasn’t a jumpy person and she considered herself somewhat brave. But the eerily silent forest had managed to set every one of her nerves on edge and was playing havoc with her mind. Gritting her teeth and pulling her jacket closer she pushed on forward, ignoring the ominous crunch of dead leaves crushed under her shoes.

After what seemed like a lifetime, she finally arrived at the massive stone arches – which to her seemed like the bones of a long dead civilization, ravaged by time and nature. The entire structure held an eerie beauty which seemed to draw her in even as the fine hairs on the back of her neck stood up in alarm. Stop it, Karin. Don’t let your imagination go into overdrive. Sure, it seems like the setting for a horror movie right now but maybe it’ll appear more normal in daylight. Besides even if this was a horror movie, you’d survive. Probably. It’s always the big boobed blonde who dies first and you’re a brunette. Somehow that little internal monologue didn’t fill her with reassurance. Taking a sharp breath through her nose to calm herself, Karin marched forward hurriedly.

“Finally.” A relieved sigh escaped her lips as she shut the large, ornate door behind her and leaned against it. After more than a couple minutes of wandering around the deserted hallways she’d managed to find her assigned dorm – the Garnet Room. The suite certainly lived up to its name as everything from the tasteful furniture to the opulent decorations was done in shades of red. It almost felt as if she’d somehow ended up on the inside of an insanely large, red, flower. A quick glance around the place informed her that she wasn’t the only person staying in the suite.

“Roommates?” Sharing the place with other students was to be expected, though she didn’t exactly know how to feel about that. She’d never lived with another person her age before. It would certainly be an interesting experience that was for sure. Spying her name on one of the doors, she made her way over to it and run her fingers over the cold metal nameplate before pushing the door open and stepping inside. The red theme continued in the large bedroom and attached bathroom as well. It appeared that the institute spared no expense when it came to furnishing. Karin sat down on the bed and reached for the creamy white envelope that stood out starkly against the red of her nightstand.

“A masquerade ball.” She murmured thoughtfully while running the tip on one finger over the stiff paper.

The freshman orientation was to be a ball, something she was pretty sure wasn’t a part of any other colleges. The school would be providing their attire for the evening and while she wasn’t one to look a gift horse in the mouth, she couldn’t help but feel that it was strange. For one thing, how was the institute affording to pay for it all? Shoving those uneasy thoughts to the back of her mind to mull over later, she got up and read the invitation again. It was more than a bit strange for them to provide clothes tailored to her figure, without her paying anything at all. If anything, she’d learned that everything had a price. Karin was wary about what this one would be and when it would call to collect. Still, she was curious to see what they’d picked out for her to wear. Half dreading that they’d have dressed her in poison green or canary yellow, she pulled open the intricately carved door of the wardrobe.

A long lilac dress made of a strange material which shimmered like water as it caught the light surprised her instead of what she was dreading. She reached out hesitantly as if it were an illusion that could shatter any moment. A small smile lit her face as her hands ran over the soft material and carefully took the dress out. “I should hurry and get ready… I wonder if it looks good on me.” She wondered out loud as she eyed the dress with critical acclaim. Unsurprisingly, she soon found herself slipping out of her clothes and pulling on the dress. It fit her like a glove, the silky material molding itself to her curves perfectly. Karin held the matching lacy mask up to her face and looked in the mirror. It contrasted beautifully with the color of her eyes. Whoever had picked these out certainly knew what they were doing. Judging by what she’d seen so far of the school, she wouldn’t be surprised if they had stylists in their employ. She tied her mask in place and slipped her feet into a pair of high heeled shoes provided by the ever so thoughtful CTS staff. And so began her adventure – which in other words meant ‘wandering aimlessly through the corridors till she found the entrance to the Grand Hall.’

The Dark Half

It seems I've been away too long and now have no clue as to where I should jump in^^;

The Dark Half

I'm loving the IC posts so far. They're all very beautifully written, and I adore long posts.

I apologize for not being very active, real life is a bit hectic for me right now. But I will work on a post as soon as I can >.<

The Dark Half

Levi, which dorm will Karin be staying at?^^

The Dark Half | Character Bin

Appearance:

Picture

Standing a bit taller than average, her build is lithe and graceful. Her movements bely the confident grace of a natural dancer, of one who is comfortable in her skin. While the girl’s figure isn’t voluptuous it’s still feminine, softly curving in all the right places. Gifted with delicately fine bone structure and high cheekbones, Karin’s face is classically beautiful; ascertaining that just one look at her wouldn’t be enough. Sooty black lashes draw attention to her best feature – almond shaped eyes the color of amethysts. The girl’s long, inky black hair frames her oval face and complements the soft alabaster of her skin. The only visible flaw in her otherwise perfect beauty is a thin scar running down the right side of her neck.

Height: 5’7”

Build: Slender

Eye & Hair Color: Black hair, golden eyes

Body modifications: None

Full Name: Karin Amsel

Nickname: Karin

Gender: Female

Age: 18

Mythical Being: TBR

Abilities: TBR

1. Have not discovered

2. Have not discovered

3. Have not discovered

4. Have not discovered

Secret: TBR

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Brief History & Behavior:
Karin has never been afraid to speak her mind for fear of hurting someone’s feelings and she isn’t above tossing a snarky remark or two when the situation calls for it. The majority of her repertoire consists of sarcastic comments accompanied by a sardonic smirk or raising of an eyebrow. The occasional kind comment is thrown in there for variety, nothing more. She has often been called cold and emotionless. This is mostly untrue. Karin has extremely selective empathy, being that she cannot bring herself to understand the ridiculous and trivial reasons which cause a great deal of upset and alarm to most people. It isn’t that she doesn’t want to make friends - She wouldn’t mind making friends if only she could stand most people for more than 10 minutes at a time.

The only child of a workaholic couple, Karin was pretty much raised by her maternal grandmother. She had an uneventful but still quite happy childhood. Growing up in a small town out in the middle of nowhere left little to no sources of amusement or entertainment. Surprisingly, she found her solace in music. More specifically, the violin. She’d taken lessons since she was very young and soon grew to be exceedingly good at it. Though she has no desire to be on stage or even remotely famous, she still practices during her free time.

The same old everything day after day chipped away at her nerves and inspired her dream of travelling the world. Attending an interesting and well reputed college was an important stepping stone in her journey. She’d done quite well in school and as such held no worries about being accepted in. Karin sent out more than a couple of applications. Much to her surprise, she received a letter from a college she hadn’t applied to - CTS. For some inexplicable reason, that was the place she chose in the end.

Pros:
• Perceptive
• Excellent recall (memory)
• Eloquent
• Charismatic/charming
• Driven

Cons:
• Vain
• Selective empathy
• Curious
• Headstrong
• Sadistic
• Manipulative

Theme Song:

Is your character open for romance?
Yes

Would you like a Private Dorm Room?
No

The Dark Half | Clandestine Reboot

Yess the reboot is up!! I'm in, of course. Though my laptop isn't being very cooperative at the moment so I'll be on my phone. I think I'll tweak my cs a bit, if that's alright.

Clandestine: Academy of the Supernaturals

Ah, I'm sorry to hear that. It's unfortunate, but understandable.

The basic plot and setting will be at least somewhat similar, yes? I've really liked this rp so far. I'm willing to stick around till the new one's up and running.

Clandestine: Academy of the Supernaturals

Karin Amsel

Grand Hall - Entrance

The faint, rhythmic tapping of high heels echoed through the otherwise silent and empty corridors like an eerie melody of sorts, signaling Karin’s approach. Her little adventure had turned up nothing interesting yet but it had only been a few minutes and she was determined to find something with even a speck of intrigue. In a school this big and as mysteriously (some would say ridiculously) opulent, it only made sense for all sorts of dirty little secrets to have been hidden. The brunette hummed a tune under her breath attempting to shake off the uneasy silence that enshrouded the area. Several minutes later, her golden eyes alighted on an impressive structure a bit further away. The Grand Hall rose up in front of her, both imposing and magnificent at the same time.

A sudden breeze blew over her, ruffling her hair and bringing with it the faint yet distinctive sound of multiple screams. An involuntary shiver passed down the girl’s spine as her stride slowed and she narrowed her eyes in the direction of the sound – the Grand Hall. Just what on earth is going on at the orientation ball? Though she was inexperienced in such matters, even she knew that panicked screams were not part of a college orientation ceremony. Well, not unless it was some sort of creepy cult thing where they offered blood sacrifices and all that. Demeanor shifting from curious to wary, she began to walk towards the building.

“Excellent plan, Karin. Walk towards the screams, not away from it.” The girl muttered to herself as her feet carried her towards the direction of trouble. Approaching the building from a side, she tried the handle of a small, nondescript door. To her surprise it swung open without much protest. Feeling a bit hesitant, she stepped inside the unbelievably vast room.

As she neared, she could make out a tall figure, obviously a male, with his back turned to her as he faced the massive double doors. His broad back hid any view of what he was attempting to do, whether it was to confine or release the students. The fine hairs on the back of Karin’s neck stood up in alarm as the man turned around, alerted by her arrival or perhaps because he was done with whatever business. The male’s identity was effectively obscured by a simple black mask, the light gleaming off it as he raised his head. His jewel green eyes, clearly visible through the eye holes suddenly shifted – their pupils contracting into hairline slits like that of a snake. A barely audible gasp escaped the girl’s lips as the masked man blinked, the action utterly unnatural on a human as it resembled exactly those of a reptile’s. Her mind raced as thoughts fell over themselves while trying to find an answer, a solution. Anything to help her get out of her current situation unscathed.

Warning bells went off in her brain as her eyes widened in shock and horror. The fear in her desperately wanted it to be a trick of the light, the concept that someone who looked otherwise human could possess reptilian eyes was too alien, too horrifying to comprehend. Karin took a step back, unable and unwilling to turn her back on him though every instinct in her was screaming to flee. She was aware of the sounds of a fight, muffled by the Hall’s walls; all background noise to her as her heartbeat thumped an ascending beat in her ears. A stinging pain in her palms brought on the realization that she’d curled her fingers into fists, her nails digging into the soft skin of her palms. The brunette stood her ground, unwilling to show him her fear though her slender frame was partially frozen in place.What happens now?

Fortunately for her, or perhaps unfortunately, she didn’t have to wonder for long. An inhuman shriek shattered the night air as a figure came hurtling off the balcony, landing a few feet in front of her. Though the fall was slowed down somewhat, it wasn’t the most graceful landing, as far as landings went. A woman, though Karin was unsure if she could even be called that, was bloodied and looked royally pissed off. Then again, getting thrown off a balcony was hardly something that’d leave people in cheerful spirits. Mostly, they’d just end up dead or very broken. What the hell is this place? I’m beginning to regret ever coming here. And it hasn’t even been a day! Karin thought disgustedly as she eyed the avian woman. Feathers grew out of her arms, almost forming misshapen wings matted with blood.

The dark haired girl felt as if she’d somehow managed to walk into an episode of Supernatural or some other paranormal show. Despite all logic claiming that no such creatures existed, she knew that the two figures facing her were very real. Adrenaline coursed through her veins like fire, giving her strength and a little bit of courage. Her best bet was to distract the two and get as far away as possible. Maybe eat a pint of icecream after she managed to get away. Deciding that it was now or never, Karin swiftly kicked her feet into the air, one leg after the other sending her shoes flying at bird lady. A satisfying thump echoed as the shoes connected with the Harpy’s stomach, causing it to utter a surprised squawk. There could’ve been thousands of more impressive and effective ways to take care of suspicious non-human creatures, like say martial arts or a flamethrower. Sadly, all she had were her stilettos. Stilettos were not to be underestimated– Beautiful and potential neck breakers but could serve as alternative projectiles in the case of an emergency.