MrJack

[Wickerford - Ryke] An eye for an eye

The boy was nervous after the old man's words. He wasn't sure if it was worth talking about. And whether it makes sense. But after Jilly told me about her plan for the raid. I became more nervous. For me, everyone who was around in my imagination was just ordinary people, not wars. To me, the old man looked like an old man with a sword. But no more. The boy was worried about the others. He didn't want them to wait for any bandits. After all, if you just wait for them to arrive, the girl will obviously not be with them.

After a long silence, the Boy could not stand it, the conscience inside him would not allow him to remain silent. His silence could only lead to a waste of time. He remembered the guards' words and finally decided to speak. His voice sounded shaky when everyone didn't know what to do.

- "I am... I do not know what to do, but..."
When he heard them pay attention to him, he stopped talking for a while because he was nervous.
"They are... The guards... They were talking about who took the girl... by them... There's a captain in charge... They said this: "The Captain said to keep clear past the old logging path anyway. If they’re smart, they’ll move east again. They always do.""
After that, he pondered the phrase of one of the guards: "never thought they'd take a kid this close to the village.”. And then he assumed.
"Maybe... The ones who stole the girl... Not so far from the village... One of the guards said, "never thought they'd take a kid this close to the village.""

After that, the boy hoped that it would somehow help everyone.

[Wickerford - Ryke] An eye for an eye

The boy became a little worried and worried when he heard the conversation between the two guards. He began to realize that the guards knew who had stolen the girl the worried mother was talking about. He began to realize that he could help. And the fact that they are clearly working for the person who arranged all this. At least somehow, but to help. He began to follow the thread further, hoping to meet those who had been there before.

When the boy approached the bridge. He heard the familiar voice of the old man who was talking about this place. He hears others, including the woman. He almost fell when he wanted to rush to them. Therefore, I approached them slowly. Fredrick, Mazn, and Kind might think that a boy like me would be a bad fit for this job. After all, what can a blind young homeless boy do? I can literally look like an extra...

The boy wanted to start a conversation. But he let the old man start the conversation first. He didn't want to interrupt his elders. He was nervous and just stood unnoticed behind the others, leaning on his stick with his hands.

[Wickerford - Ryke] An eye for an eye

The boy was nervous when he walked with the whole group behind everyone. However, he wasn't used to being blind yet. His imagination was excellent, but his imagination missed some details. Because he was either paying too much attention to the conversations, or trying too hard to concentrate on the stick he was walking with. Because of this, his pace slowed down. And when he started to realize what was left, he wanted to say so, but he was too shy to shout. So instead, he just remained silent, and then the voices stopped altogether. Jilly's positive voice was no longer heard nearby.

The boy still managed to reach the village. Unlike other travelers, the Boy was probably the only one who looked natural and would not cause other residents any worries and or suspicions. Although obviously they would probably be curious about how a blind boy even got here from somewhere alive.

The boy only knew that there were people around him. Which means he's in the village. His imagination was picturing his surroundings and he didn't know what to do. All he knows is that he needs to find a child. Probably the same age as himself. But where to go?

The boy felt the warmth again in the area of his mother's locket. He saw in his imagination how a red thread appeared, binding his hand and flying in the air. He loved this color and realized that he needed to follow her. The red thread of fate led the boy forward, unaware of where this thread might lead him. However, he begins to feel a familiar feeling. Hunger. That's why he died in a previous life in the middle of a winter forest. He did not know that he had been reborn, and what a gift the goddess had given him. But how can a blind young homeless boy find food? He could ask for food from people, but the fear of adults still does not allow him to turn to ordinary passers-by. After all, in his previous life, he was unlucky with his surroundings and people visited the homeless and often beat him or shouted at him. The only thing he does is simply ignore the desire for hunger. It's his first day in this world. Therefore, his hunger was weak. For now...

[Wickerford - Ryke] An eye for an eye

The boy was nervous when he walked with the whole group behind everyone. However, he wasn't used to being blind yet. His imagination was excellent, but his imagination missed some details. Because he was either paying too much attention to the conversations, or trying too hard to concentrate on the stick he was walking with. Because of this, his pace slowed down. And when he started to realize what was left, he wanted to say so, but he was too shy to shout. So instead, he just remained silent, and then the voices stopped altogether. Jilly's positive voice was no longer heard nearby.

The boy still managed to reach the village. Unlike other travelers, the Boy was probably the only one who looked natural and would not cause other residents any worries and or suspicions. Although obviously they would probably be curious about how a blind boy even got here from somewhere alive.

The boy only knew that there were people around him. Which means he's in the village. His imagination was picturing his surroundings and he didn't know what to do. All he knows is that he needs to find a child. Probably the same age as himself. But where to go?

The boy felt the warmth again in the area of his mother's locket. He saw in his imagination how a red thread appeared, binding his hand and flying in the air. He loved this color and realized that he needed to follow her. The red thread of fate led the boy forward, unaware of where this thread might lead him. However, he begins to feel a familiar feeling. Hunger. That's why he died in a previous life in the middle of a winter forest. He did not know that he had been reborn, and what a gift the goddess had given him. But how can a blind young homeless boy find food? He could ask for food from people, but the fear of adults still does not allow him to turn to ordinary passers-by. After all, in his previous life, he was unlucky with his surroundings and people visited the homeless and often beat him or shouted at him. The only thing he does is simply ignore the desire for hunger. It's his first day in this world. Therefore, his hunger was weak. For now...

[Wickerford - Ryke] An eye for an eye

The voice of an adult man from Fredrick made the Boy worry. He was too fixated on Jilly, so he didn't notice Fredrik approaching. The boy's imagination immediately began to draw an adult man. In different images. It's not a pleasant feeling. Considering how many people like him were yelling at him, threatening or kicking the Boy.

The boy began to tremble and moved a little to the side closer to Jilly and Potty. When he tried to move aside, he almost tripped because he forgot to use a stick to guide him. Fortunately, he was able to lean on the stick again "Ah!". It was obvious that the Boy was leaning on a stick with both hands, because this is the only thing he feels all the time and is afraid of losing it. So he doesn't understand how he became blind. But he doesn't talk about it. Although some attentive people might calmly say that I don't use a stick like ordinary blind people.

@Scarcerushdown

[Wickerford - Ryke] An eye for an eye

The boy did not expect to hear the second voice that was next to Jilly. When he heard Potty lower than he expected, his imagination pictured another person next to Jilly. However, the sounds of what they were in were too unclear. The Boy's imagination began to draw different versions of how these two voices could be represented in combination with the liquid sounds that emanated from them.

He was even more nervous. At the same time, he did not understand where another person had come from, and a positive offer to go somewhere with them led him into a misunderstanding. Usually they don't want to walk with beggars because they look at least untidy, and at most homeless people are literally the personification of an inferior being. So obviously no one is going to walk with the homeless. Except that they look more like slaves next to more noble people.

[Warmth begins to radiate from the locket to the Boy's body]

The boy saw a red thread appear in his imagination. This thread was long and came from the Boy's hand. He didn't understand where this thread came from. But her color was nice. This thread stretched far forward along the ladder. He didn't know exactly where this thread led, but he wanted to follow this flying thread. However, when he looked at Jilly and Potty again, he saw that the thread had wrapped around them in several coils. He didn't want to trust them and was nervous. However, I decided to trust the kind strangers again. The boy replied in a trembling voice, "F-Fine... I... With you..." He didn't know how to answer her question about whether he was an adventurer. He had not heard this word before, so he could not answer this question and only awkwardly remained silent, still holding on to the only support in his life. A simple stick.

@Spoiled Bread

[Wickerford - Ryke] An eye for an eye

The boy was shocked to hear someone's voice. The voice sounded quite sweet and unusual. For the first time, he was treated kindly and even offered help. He hears curious jelly sounds and cauldron sounds. It was a strange experience. The boy had never seen fantastic creatures or seen magic before. He listened attentively to her words and became alert. He had already tried to trust some people who said they would help him. As a result, he was forced to dance in front of people for a piece of bread, which in the end he did not receive. However, he trusted the same homeless people as himself. But only a little bit.

Right now, it will not be possible to identify a person by his appearance. Her voice makes the imagination draw a simple silhouette of a girl. The liquid sounds that came from her slime made his brain think that somewhere nearby there was some kind of puddle from which water was flowing. Even though he was almost 11 years old, he couldn't talk to people normally. After all, he was a scum who was constantly being chased out of the cities and therefore he lived in the forest. He felt more at ease in the forest, he breathed this forest. Therefore, his communication skills with others were weak. He still relied on the stick and leaned on it before answering in a trembling voice. "I... Not... Lost..." He also hears a mule coming in their direction. Too many sounds make the imagination draw the environment. For him, the Farmer does not exist yet, because he hears only the footsteps of the mule. The imagination only draws an approaching horse.

These words might sound strange. Moreover, in this world, someone like me would not have lasted long blind in the forest. I could have been killed by animals, humans, monsters, anyone or anything in this state. Svidu could clearly see that I was holding onto the stick with both hands as if it was the only thing I could feel. Although blind people can usually safely lean on a stick with one hand, because they already know how to navigate in space. It was also obvious that the blindfold was tied neatly, even though it looked old and battered. This means that someone tried and tied this blindfold from the side. Jilly could also see a small chain around her neck that peeked out from under her clothes. If she wanted to take it out and look at it. She would have seen a simple locket. The silver chain held a strange white stone with a slightly shining moon symbol. There is no energy or magic coming from this medallion. But there could be a slight warmth. It was unlikely that this stone was precious, although the shiny interior could be interesting for some thiefs.

@Spoiled Bread

[Wickerford - Ryke] An eye for an eye

[b]"Rat come out of his hole.["/b]

Heat... Leaves... Earth... This is what the boy used to feel when he wakes up. He remembers being very hungry and falling to the ground unable to sleep. However, when he woke up, he saw nothing. He could only feel. He didn't understand what was going on. A little panic was creeping over him. However, he still did not realize that thanks to one goddess, he found himself in a new world with an extraordinary gift.

Suddenly, our little 11-year-old adventurer saw contours, multi-colored contours that kept appearing due to the sounds in the area. It was the very imagination that had been developed in him from the very first seconds of his life. Each step gave him an idea of what was under his feet. After taking the first steps and finding this activity fascinating, he accidentally stumbles and falls. He realizes that he doesn't see it and just accepts it. He was used to facing difficulties in his past life and the cruelty of people too. Feeling the place where he fell, the boy found a stick. A simple stick. He tripped over her and fell, that's what he realized. Images of people with canes appeared in his mind. A stick is a walking stick. He began to try using a stick to understand his surroundings. Surprisingly, the imagination painted the surroundings with bright colors and very well. It seems that the goddess has taken good care of the boy, who has never felt the care of others. He took care of himself, and took care of others if he could, giving the last and sacrificing his hunger.

He didn't know where to go or what to do. He also didn't know how his fate would turn out and what he was capable of. The boy just went ahead through the forest in a random direction. Maybe he can find a path where someone can see a homeless person. Homeless people are a normal phenomenon and usually no one helps them. And especially people like this boy. He's blind. But if someone sees him casually using his gift, it might change their mind.

A Dastardly Introduction

Hi! Hope you find here something interesting. I'm new here too, so good luck. I take a note about you and your vibe about chaos thing. Nice to meet you. And yeah... Welcome to the guild! Have a nice time!

Hi, I'm MrJack.... Hope to find something here.

Hi... Im MrJack. Honestly I dont have experience to have rp with someone in other language. But I was doing rp from 2014. My first rp as I remember was about anime "Death note" then it was simple group of people who was having fun and trying to find Kira again and again like in Mafia game. The more time I was in there, the more serious rules and details it was having. I was like that.

But one year ago I was literally fall out of the internet because of military service that every man should do. "Give one year of your life for your country", you know... Never mind. More important thing was that when I get back into the internet, most of rp groups was closed, abandoned. And my friends that was in internet literally everyone just blocked me. Why? Idk. Probably they was not knowing that I was in army.

But, at least I'm trying to get back into internet and start trying to get back in rp. Likely my old friend was having rp group about creepypasta and now its the only rp that I have. So I hope to find someone who can help me to find new place to play. I don't want get back to ai rp as it was in past (Don't ask what happened, when c.ai appears, I was literally every day there, from morning till night. For whole YEAR! I was so much deep. In that and playing with so much characters that I literally almost lost my other hobbies).

So, I'm watching anime (was watching, after one year without internet its hard even get back on YouTube. So the only thing I did is get back on steam games), playing in games:Horrors, adventures, some novels. If you want I can show you my steam acc. Also as you understand, I know some creepypasta characters. Also I like to experience some universe about some games or anime through rp without knowing their story, its really interesting thing but it happens once. I like playing with as much people as it funny and interesting.

About my hobbies:I like drawing about some rp situations, but I'm not an after, just like drawing funny things, I can show how it looks like. Like to make music soundtracks for rp characters or places. Sometimes even I can make "cutscenes" about rp situations, because its interesting to.

That's my story. Hope to find here someone with interesting stories and characters. I was texting without translator, so if there are any issues, I'm sorry. I will try to make my English better. See ya.