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Withering Dreams of Viel (Steampunk-esque Street Urchin Roleplay)

"(New, huh... I don't buy it... A random kid wouldn't be dragging around some chest without a brother or parent with them, especially in this type of city,)" Ceil thought to himself, quietly contemplating the situation. He took a look at the chest, eyeing it quietly. Ceil then turned his head back to the girl, gazing at her with uncertainty before speaking again.

"Oh, so you're from outside the city then," Ceil said, speaking dully to the girl. "That's very interesting.... Why don't you tell me what's going on outside the city, because I haven't gotten any news from my father lately. Could you please tell me what's going on outside?" He stared at her for a second, his eyes seemingly had a spark, before going back to the same mundane eyes that they were a few moments ago.

"(If she is lying, then I might of scared her.... I'll tear off a piece of meat and give it to her... Although I should save it for myself.)" He tapped his knuckle on the chest, and whistled a tune softly awaiting her answer. As he whistled, he looked upwards, the rain and felt the drops fall on his face. The hazel eyes stared at the dark clouds, and he quietly uttered something to himself before turning his view back to the girl.

Withering Dreams of Viel (Steampunk-esque Street Urchin Roleplay)

As the teen made his way through the crowd, he noticed something strange, but nothing out of the ordinary. A young girl (Selena) was ferrying around some sort of chest, and then dashed into a alley way. She looked to him as if she was afraid of something from first glance... Well, to him anyways. "What the... Is she delivering something to someone," Ciel asked himself as he watched her enter the alley. "Maybe if I helped her, I could earn some money."

"(I wonder what the heck is in that chest though)" he thought to himself as he made his way into the alley, stealthly as he could. Ciel hid behind any object he could find, whether it was a barrel, or a broken cart. "(I know for a fact that there are no people living in the alleys besides me and a couple of distraught animals... So what's the point of her going down here?)" As he continued down the alley way, he hid in the shadows, obscuring the girls view from him.

"(Ok... Just walk up to her, and try not to be rude,)" Ciel let out a soft breath of air as he pushed himself out of the shadows. He then began walking toward her, and was visible to the girl. "(I hope this doesn't end badly, because she kind of looks scared to me.)" Ciel silently moved his goggles to the top of his hat, and spoke to the girl.

"Hey, are you alright," the urchin asked. His face didn't churn with emotion, and his words were seemingly bland. "Because you kind of look lost to me," Ciel said, continuing on. "Do you need any help?" He stared at her with his dull hazel eyes, awaiting her response.

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Click This said
Sorry, been busy. Will post as soon as I can.

That's understandable if you have stuff to do, its more important than roleplaying.

Withering Dreams of Viel (Steampunk-esque Street Urchin Roleplay)

Too bad its just a lie.

Well, I hope its ok to encounter one of the characters at the moment... If it is, I'll get my post in, if its not... I'll rewrite my post.

Withering Dreams of Viel (Steampunk-esque Street Urchin Roleplay)

Wait a minute, what clothes is Selena wearing at the moment icly when moving the chest around? Generic or Dress, because that will possibly affect the way I respond ic next time.

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But how can we blame the guy who created this all? Hmm... That plan seems solid :P

Withering Dreams of Viel (Steampunk-esque Street Urchin Roleplay)

And so the story begins in the city of Viel.

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Noklu said
If it does die, will we hold a trial to see who killed it?//shot

Yes, but first we need a find a person to blame it on.

But who? Hmm....

Withering Dreams of Viel (Steampunk-esque Street Urchin Roleplay)

"(Is he gone?)" Ceil poked his head out of his hiding spot, and took a look around. The alley was dank as usual, and his nostrils were filled the same familiar smell. This was his 'home...' Well, temporary home as he put it. Ceil longed for a better life, and an end to all this sadness and depression. As he poked his head out, he heard the familiar grumbling of a gruff guy. He quickly retracted his head back into his 'home,' and waited for the familiar man to pass on by. The man was a butcher he had been robbing to keep himself full each day, and the man was not excited to be losing revenue in times like these. After a while, the grumbling faded away, as he heard water splashing in the alley way. Ceil poked his head out, the coast clear for the time being. Ceil let out a soft sigh as he stepped out into the opening, pulling something out of his bag.

"This chunk o' meat should last be a couple of days if I eat it wisely," Ceil mumbled as he inspected the meat, before shoving it back in his bag. He then walked down the alley, making a small splashing sound heard when he stepped into the puddles. "I hope to figure out how to fix all this one day, and help these people get out of their mess, instead of contributing to it." After a few seconds, he made it to the opening of the alley, and quietly watched as the people passed on by, before slipping into the crowd himself. Ceil quickly pulled his goggles down onto his face and put his hat back on to avoid being recognized by anyone in the crowd.

As he began walking, he heard a tiny pap on the top of his hat. As he silently looked up, rain speedly dripped onto his face. "This day keeps getting better and better," Ceil grumbles to himself, as he continues to push his way through the crowd. "Wonder what's next, a maiden having to be saved from some lowly crooks?" He quietly chuckled to himself, thinking something like that would never happen in his lifetime. "(If something like that happened, maybe I could make a little money if that happened... Grateful maiden tips me, I rob the thieves, and gain more money from the thieves.)"

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Probably doing stuff, that's all I'm going to say.

I hope this rp doesn't die before it actually gets good.