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Current It's Good Friday everyone, or as the Romans on Golgotha say, "It's hammer time!"
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4 mos ago
I just love having a job where the general population treats me like a used napkin.
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4 mos ago
"Hey. You. You're finally awake. You were trying to cross the border, right?"
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4 mos ago
As a holy paladin, I can't say for certain PrinceAlexus is going to be smighted, but don't be surprised if you find him with a mace in his face.
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@sassy1085

Tohru, though she was constantly evading Yuki's attacks, she was able to analyze her moves quickly, Movement! That's it! As long as she continues a constant rhythm swinging her sword around, she's unbeatable! She rolled under the blade, just as it was mere inches from slicing into her neck and yelled back to Rin, "We have to disrupt her movement! Then we can finish her off!" Rin, she had the spirit of a fine swordswoman within her, but like all swords, she needed a bit more sharpening. Nevertheless, Tohru was relieved not to find the girl quartered to bloody shreds.
In Metalheart 10 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay
~"If memories were all we needed to build a bridge, then surely there would be enough to bring our hearts together..."~


Ladies and Gentlemen, for the very first time, here she is, Miss...

~Daniella Reindheart~


*sigh* ~"Showtime..."~


~Age~

18

~Gender~

Female

~Job/Occupation~

Singer

~"Hello darlings. Did you miss me?"~


~Personality~

With a voice that could charm and intoxicate the very soul, Daniella knew from the start she was meant to be a singer. Charming and elegant, a very noble attitude, she could woo you with just a few simple words or with just a look of her eyes. She is very soft spoken, cares for others, and does what's necessary to help those in need. And, she doesn't believe herself to be above anybody, even the metalhearts, like her bigoted father. Aside from singing, she also loves to play piano and violin. However, despite her cheerful and vivacious demeanor...it is merely a cracked mask that hides the real Daniella, a young woman who is nothing but broken on the inside and struggling to let go of the past.

~Biography~

"Love....finding it is not the difficult part as some would perhaps say. It's letting go..."


Twas thanks to her mother that she was raised in an environment steeped in music and the performing arts. A theater actress and a singer alike, Lucille Reindheart was a cherished face among the city, a beautiful smile and even more beautiful voice to boot. Who would have known that very voice would charm one of the richest men in the aristocracy, Magnus Carthenwald, a railroad baron who owned several major rail lines and shipping magnates. Twas love at first sight, or rather, first song for the two, and soon they were married, years later Lucille giving birth to their beautiful daughter, Daniella. Lucille, she knew one day her daughter would be like her, adored and talented. However, she feared the repercussions, should she be wrong and her daughter end up a metalheart....the very thing her husband Magnus despised.

The girl grew throughout the years, and so too did her talent. She was not raised as a normal aristocratic child, having little time for friends, for playtime, for anything, only the constant practice her mother put her through, singing, learning instruments, how to present one's self upon the stage in the incandescent glow of the spotlight. She was going to be a singer come Hell or high water.

Soon, she was of age, and off to the academy she was, where...she had met someone.

His name, Maxwell Taylor, a charming name she thought, perfect to match that charming face of his. Like her, he too was born to a wealthy family and surely he was destined to follow in his family's footsteps. Even so, Daniella would have followed him to the ends of the earth. She adored young Maxwell from afar, but...unable was she to confess her feelings for the boy. Then came the day of graduation. Just as predicted, the machine announced Daniella, age 16 at the time, as a singer. Her mother and father couldn't have been any more proud of her, but...Daniella's celebration was short lived. It was Maxwell's turn. The machine, never had it acted so austere before, so strange. The screen blacked out for a moment or so, the tension so thick it was like smog choking the lungs of Daniella, robbing her of her very life-breath. Then...there it was....that terrible...terrible word, Metalheart.

Daniella...it was as if indeed she was asphyxiated, along with a sharp, serrated dagger carving into her heart. Not a sound she uttered...only the silence...the painful silence of tears streaming down her cheeks. Maxwell's fate had been set, forever would he be despised, loathed, and spat upon by the aristocracy....and forever...would he be separated from Daniella...

She, a famous singer, loved and adored by the city, she could have nothing to do with him, a metalheart. And so reluctantly and begrudgingly....she was forced to forsake Maxwell and every feeling she held for the boy...but...she would later find out that when love is found....it is hard to forget...

~Other~

Her mother has long since past away due to complications from a rare disease. Her father still continues to run his businesses and is looking more towards political aspirations. He knows well of his daughter's affections for a metalheart, and often reprimands her because of it, causing Daniella to harbor anger towards her father.

"It's over... Time for the curtain to close...and everything to end..."


In Metalheart 10 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay
@Dmessenger Ah crumbs! DX I didn't realize that till now. Oh well, thanks for accepting her.
@sassy1085 Hella tired right now since I just got off work not too long ago, but I will be sure to post tomorrow. Really sorry. T-T
In Metalheart 10 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay
Okay, my CS is up

@Dmessenger I hope you don't mind my character having some history with yours, even if it was just her having a crush on Maxwell.
In Metalheart 10 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay


~"If memories were all we needed to build a bridge, then surely there would be enough to bring our hearts together..."~


Ladies and Gentlemen, for the very first time, here she is, Miss...

~Daniella Reindheart~


*sigh* ~"Showtime..."~


~Age~

18

~Gender~

Female

~Job/Occupation~

Singer

~"Hello darlings. Did you miss me?"~


~Personality~

With a voice that could charm and intoxicate the very soul, Daniella knew from the start she was meant to be a singer. Charming and elegant, a very noble attitude, she could woo you with just a few simple words or with just a look of her eyes. She is very soft spoken, cares for others, and does what's necessary to help those in need. And, she doesn't believe herself to be above anybody, even the metalhearts, like her bigoted father. Aside from singing, she also loves to play piano and violin. However, despite her cheerful and vivacious demeanor...it is merely a cracked mask that hides the real Daniella, a young woman who is nothing but broken on the inside and struggling to let go of the past.

~Biography~

"Love....finding it is not the difficult part as some would perhaps say. It's letting go..."


Twas thanks to her mother that she was raised in an environment steeped in music and the performing arts. A theater actress and a singer alike, Lucille Reindheart was a cherished face among the city, a beautiful smile and even more beautiful voice to boot. Who would have known that very voice would charm one of the richest men in the aristocracy, Magnus Carthenwald, a railroad baron who owned several major rail lines and shipping magnates. Twas love at first sight, or rather, first song for the two, and soon they were married, years later Lucille giving birth to their beautiful daughter, Daniella. Lucille, she knew one day her daughter would be like her, adored and talented. However, she feared the repercussions, should she be wrong and her daughter end up a metalheart....the very thing her husband Magnus despised.

The girl grew throughout the years, and so too did her talent. She was not raised as a normal aristocratic child, having little time for friends, for playtime, for anything, only the constant practice her mother put her through, singing, learning instruments, how to present one's self upon the stage in the incandescent glow of the spotlight. She was going to be a singer come Hell or high water.

Soon, she was of age, and off to the academy she was, where...she had met someone.

His name, Maxwell Taylor, a charming name she thought, perfect to match that charming face of his. Like her, he too was born to a wealthy family and surely he was destined to follow in his family's footsteps. Even so, Daniella would have followed him to the ends of the earth. She adored young Maxwell from afar, but...unable was she to confess her feelings for the boy. Then came the day of graduation. Just as predicted, the machine announced Daniella, age 16 at the time, as a singer. Her mother and father couldn't have been any more proud of her, but...Daniella's celebration was short lived. It was Maxwell's turn. The machine, never had it acted so austere before, so strange. The screen blacked out for a moment or so, the tension so thick it was like smog choking the lungs of Daniella, robbing her of her very life-breath. Then...there it was....that terrible...terrible word, Metalheart.

Daniella...it was as if indeed she was asphyxiated, along with a sharp, serrated dagger carving into her heart. Not a sound she uttered...only the silence...the painful silence of tears streaming down her cheeks. Maxwell's fate had been set, forever would he be despised, loathed, and spat upon by the aristocracy....and forever...would he be separated from Daniella...

She, a famous singer, loved and adored by the city, she could have nothing to do with him, a metalheart. And so reluctantly and begrudgingly....she was forced to forsake Maxwell and every feeling she held for the boy...but...she would later find out that when love is found....it is hard to forget...

~Other~

Her mother has long since past away due to complications from a rare disease. Her father still continues to run his businesses and is looking more towards political aspirations. He knows well of his daughter's affections for a metalheart, and often reprimands her because of it, causing Daniella to harbor anger towards her father.

"It's over... Time for the curtain to close...and everything to end..."




Bitch please
@sassy1085

Yuki hissed missing her by a hair's breadth and took the full brunt of the fist to her face. Luckily her mask was thick enough to absorb most of the blow, but nevertheless it rattled her slightly, causing her to stumble back for a bit before regaining her footing. "Psh! Should've known you were gonna fight dirty!" She growled readjusting her mask. "No matter. It'll just make it all the more satisfying when I've cleaved you in half!" And back she was to attacking Rin with all her rage, all the while laughing madly, but soon enough-

"RIN-SAN!"

She was here. "GRRRRR! Dammit!" She turned to see Tohru, standing before the sun breathing heavily, her emerald eyes ablaze with such righteous fury. She brandished the remnants of her wooden blade, whittled down to but a mere dagger, but enough to face off against the incensed Yuki. The young assassin was boiling on the inside, her blood burning inside her veins, yet outside a smirk she issued with an ill snicker, "Sorry fair Prince, but you won't be rescuing this princess anytime soon!" She pressed a small button on the hilt of her sword, and much to Tohru's surprise, from the pommel a bladed chain emerged. "Hahahahaha!!! DIE!!" Now wildly she whipped about the sword on the end of her chain, a macabre ballet of death that was sure to rip anyone to pieces in its path. Quickly Tohru dove out of the way, just as the blade was close to ripping her chest open, and rolled beside Rin. "Rin-san, are you hurt?!" She asked despite being short of breath, but again she was dodging Yuki's relentless attacks. Dammit, they had to stop this girl. She wasn't like Kaname, who showed some degree of sanity. Yuki, she was just flat out insane, willing to drive herself even madder just for the sake of killing them both.
@sassy1085

And so the battle began. The two swords clashed, wood upon steel producing most peculiar but oh so violent sound. Yuki's eyes, the eyes of a madwoman, how they burned with insane delight towards the prospect of a brutal fray. Her sword slashed wildly at Rin, all the while her vicious cackles of sadistic glee emanating from beyond her mask. To her it wasn't a battle to the death, it was all a childish game in her corrupted mind as sporadically her body twirled about the garden, her weapon glinting fiendish in the blood red of the setting sun. "Try to kick me again after I cut off your pretty little legs, girl!" She laughed launching a swift and merciless thrust of her sword towards Rin's torso. Yes, she would kill this one and revel in the bloodlust, because surely great would be her reward. She had just hoped that Tohru wouldn't arrive to interrupt her savage enjoyment.
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