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Favorite Movie/TV/Book Quotes To Keep You On Track in Rp?

Oh gosh, where do I even start. I feel like I have a lot of things that inspire me and drive me onwards. I would say reading the Relentless book series by Karen Lynch has really inspired me to become a better writer. The way in which she can so eloquently incorporate action, romance, drama, and humor altogether in each of her books is truly amazing. Her book was probably the first fictional book to bring me to tears, both from sadness and happiness. She is a marvelous writer!

I would say that the BBC TV series Merlin is one of the best examples of character development I have seen. From the first season to the last, the main characters grow so much, particularly Merlin, Arthur, and Morgana. Arthur went from being a selfish prat (Merlin's words not mine XP) to being a true chivalrous king and man who would gladly lay down his life for his people. Action scenes also tend to inspire me to write, particularly those that are either medieval based fighting or have strong female characters. Marvel's Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. and The 100 have some amazing female characters. Right now, the TV series Grimm has got me inspired. ;)

More recently, music and quotes have become more integral to my writing. Music has this way of putting me in the mood of the scene that I am trying to write. For example, when I was writing a rather violent scene for my evil character Edgard (Killing The Messenger) I was literally listening to "Prey For Me" by Korn on loop. Sometimes it's the lyrics that inspire me or sometimes it's just the beat. As far as quotes go, it has recently become a habit of mine to find a quote that fits the essence of each of my character as well as sometimes finding a quote that fits the essence of my post. On my profile page, I have some quotes that speak to me personally. The quotes also to an extent capture my essence and the struggles I have gone through growing up with divorced parents.

Scars remind us where we've been. They don't have to dictate where we're going.

David Rossi

She wasn't looking for a knight. She was looking for a sword.

Atticus

I don't know how to be silent when my heart is speaking.

Fyodor Dostoevsky

Damaged people are dangerous. They know they can survive.

Josephine Hart

When I make characters, I tend to emphasize a defining point or struggle in their life. I ultimately want my characters to inspire and encourage people. Through my characters, I want to show people that your struggles do not have to negatively define you, but instead you can overcome them.

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I need to write another post, but the feels that are likely to come from it are intimidating. Maybe I should write Thalken first. He doesn't feel as much. XD

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@Lady Amalthea That sounds more like Thalken. Or Edgard in Strange New Waters. LOL!

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@Lady Amalthea Hmmm...Fyror's relationship with Lord Rutherford. Is there a word stronger than hate?

Strange New Waters - Concluded

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Location: Outside the Twelve Daggers Tavern --> The Bellona (Port of Tortuga)


- "Broken Crown" by Mumford & Sons

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Sirena gave the little girl a sad smile. To the girl's knowledge, she had no additional family members to speak of, at least not ones who lived close by. Well, Sirena supposed the girl would just have to come along with her. It certainly wasn't the most desirable of circumstances, but it was better than leaving the girl to fend for herself on the violent port of Tortuga. Harlianne was just going to love this. A little five year old girl was definitely not the type of recruit her captain had been wanting. At least Sirena had gleaned valuable information in the past few hours. That was something. Hopefully Anastasia had better luck at finding potential crewmembers. Sirena let out a sigh as she stood back up. "Ven ahora, Luisa. ¿Por qué no te llevo al Bellona? Estarás más seguro que aquí," she stated as she looked down at the little girl whose name was Luisa. She gave her another small smile before leading her to where the Bellona was docked.

It was a relatively short trek through the crowds outside the Twelve Daggers Tavern to where the Bellona was stationed on the docks. Sirena's blue eyed gaze took in the bloody scene that came into view as she neared the ship. Apparently, she had missed some form of action or another, as there were five dead bodies sprawled out on the ground. Four of them appeared to be mere slaves. She supposed it wasn't an entirely out of place sight for Tortuga. Nevertheless, she steered Luisa away from them, heading towards the two women arguing with Harlianne. Her gaze raked them up and down. Noblewomen? That was a far more interesting sight to behold here. She looked at Harlianne and then back at the noblewomen. She arched a pale blonde brow at them as she passed them and walked up onto the deck of the Bellona.

"Excuse the interruption, but I have returned with valuable information--and an orphaned girl," she stated, pausing before adding the last bit. Most would probably find this terribly awkward, but Sirena took it all in stride. Her gaze looked past Harlianne at the man on board. She recognized him as one of her captain's ex-lovers. It was curious that he was here, but she didn't pay him much mind as her attention returned to Harlianne and the noblewomen.

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Location: Twelve Daggers Tavern – Port of Tortuga
Mood Music: "Prey for Me" by Korn

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Edgard's body was washed in tension, as he towered over his latest kill, the messenger who had brought him bad news. Fresh crimson red blood dripped from the blade of his cutlass that he held at his side. Any intelligent person would steer clear of him right now, as one couldn't know for sure whether or not he would snap again. But, of course, Édouard was not a smart man. He was far from it actually. The man was naïve and weak, and it would cost him dearly one day. Edgard's gaze slowly and tensely turned towards Édouard. There was a deathly iciness to his blue eyes. He quickly glanced over Édouard's person, noting his relaxed and unsuspecting stance. His bloodthirst wasn't sufficiently quenched, and oh, how easy it would be to dispatch Édouard here and now. His hand clenched and unclenched on the hilt of his unsheathed cutlass as he seriously thought about it.

But as tantalizing as killing Édouard right now was, Edgard wanted the man to suffer before he died. That's what Alisanne would want after all. Alisanne. What if Édouard had something to do with her disappearance? Edgard's nostrils flared at the thought. Well, he supposed he could find out soon enough by watching the man's reactions to the news regarding Margot and Alisanne. If there was any indication of guilt, Édouard was surely a dead man. "Margot est morte, et mon Alisanne a été kidnappée," Edgard stated through gritted teeth. His voice quickly grew into a growl as he watched Édouard closely. "Quand je trouve les hommes qui ont fait cela, je les séparerai, par une pièce sanglante, tout en tirant du souffle. Et je les ferai regarder à mesure que leurs entrailles se déversent dans leur corps, et ils meurent lentement et douloureusement."

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@Lady Amalthea GAH!!! Another heart wrenching post regarding Millicent from you evil mastermind! I feel like I have a love/hate relationship with your posts! I love your eloquent writing. I love that I never know what to expect. And I love the drama. But sometimes it seriously hurts my heart to read these posts. It hits me right in the feels.

Strange New Waters - Concluded

@Morose I have a question. Can Sirena and the little girl get to the ship unscathed, or do I need a roll for that? Also, is Alice Blackwood still talking/arguing with Harlianne? Just wanted to know so I can work up a post for here.

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Location: Dock in London (Near Somerset House) --> Adelphi



- "I'll Be Good" by Jaymes Young

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Thalken melded into the shadows of the docks as the sounds of the constables grew louder and louder. He tried to put as much distance from the docks as he possibly could in a short amount of time. All the while, he maintained a light-footedness that helped him evade detection. It had become habitual really, as he had plenty of opportunities to practice it over the years. As a bounty hunter, the goal was to make the kill and then to get the heck out of there. After all, to be caught basically meant game over. What a screwed up world he called his life. He would like to profess that he was dragged into it all, but that wouldn't be a valid statement. There was a time when he dove headfirst into the darkness and embraced it wholeheartedly. It took his mother being cruelly ripped from his life for him to see the err of his ways. Unfortunately, he was already in too deep to simply back out unscathed.

He let out a small sigh of relief when he had put the docks and the constables behind him. He was now coming up to the rows of large buildings that made up the Adelphi area. Thalken knew that the Royal Society of the Arts and the Adelphi Theatre were also located nearby. The latter in particular was one of the many places that his father Beowulf and his uncles Lycus and Arend liked to use for their underworld dealings. While the ton was inside enjoying a show or after party, the Talink family was plotting someone's demise. Some poor unfortunate soul was sure to die in the nearby alleyways. He could vividly picture one such occasion. All the hunts and kills used to meld together, but after his mother's death, he could seemingly picture every last detail. Truth be told, he was haunted by the blood that was on his hands.

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Location: Westminster Hospital
Mood Music: "Hold On For Your Life" by Sam Tinnesz

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Fyror's brows furrowed in that characteristic way of his, as he watched Dr. Graham closely. There was a tension about the young soldier, one that tended to make his harsh features more pronounced. What was this all about? What did the doctor so urgently want to speak to him about? Well, he was sure to find out soon enough, but he definitely wouldn't like one bit of it. He flinched slightly when the apparent topic of conversation was Lord Rutherford. He looked away, opting to stare at the wall for a moment. Why did that wretched man get under his skin so easily? Maybe it was just that, Fyror could sense the man's wretchedness and it rubbed him the wrong way. And Millicent. There was something about her that he adored, but Lord Rutherford had already set his sights on her. Fyror was left in the crosshairs, hurt, broken hearted, and wanting nothing more than to protect her honor.

He tried to school his expression before looking at Dr. Graham once more, but there was emotion still clearly written on his face. Granted, his emotions were too jumbled to really decipher one from the next. Did Dr. Graham see that he had affection for Millicent and wish to reprimand him for it? The mere thought was appalling! Of all the things he could possibly be accused of, dishonor was the most abhorrent! He relaxed some though when Dr. Graham did not accuse him of such. No, the doctor was also concerned about Millicent's engagement with Lord Rutherford. But why? His heart sank into his stomach and his blood ran cold as Dr. Graham stated the truth of Lord Rutherford's past. Fyror was not entirely familiar with the rumors of London, seeing as he lived outside the city, so this was news to him. His breaths came in and out sharper, nostrils flaring slightly, and his muscles tensed more. "Millicent is in grave danger then. What must I do to protect her?" he replied. There was really no question as to whether or not he would help someone out. The answer would be more often than not yes. That's just the type of person he was.

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@Lady Amalthea I have a post written up for Thalken. I just need to write up something for Fyror. My goal is to get that done and posted today. :)

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@Lady Amalthea Yes, of course. I understand. I will start working on a post later today.