Post by Sebasian Darcy on Jul 11, 2010 11:02:27 GMT -5
HELLO MY NAME IS SEBASTIAN DARCY AND I WAS THIRTEEN YEARS OLD WHEN I DIED. I'M A FORMER HUMAN BUT I'M A SUPERNATURAL AND I WAS BORN ON 6/3/1869 IN ENGLAND. MY NATIONALITY IS BRITISH. PEOPLE SAY I LOOK LIKE THOMAS STURRIDGE. THEY ALSO SAY THAT I AM QUIET, GENTLE, SHY, KIND, SAD, AND SKITTISH . TO BE HONEST, I'M BEING PLAYED BY ALLISON.
CODEWORD: -admin edit-
ROLE PLAY SAMPLE:
(the starter of a reverse-werewolf RP)In a certain land, there are as many wolves as there are humans. In the harsh winter, they swarm down from the glacier and pine forests into the villages of the provinces. They stop at nothing. Fearless and ravenous, they will devour most everything.
The terror has risen rumors. Those wolves are more then wolves, they say. The towns, once found deserted of all life, show signs. Locks picked apart by nimble fingers. Beds stiffened with blood and fur. Hearths piled high with charred human bones.
The wolves have always been the thing to fear.
But in the cities, far removed from country woes, wolves are all but a joke. Women wear bejeweled wolf's teeth as earrings. Men imbibe brews mixed with wolf's blood for rumored potency improvement. And although nobody is so stupid as to keep one in their home, people capture wolves (or raise pips from a little found in lucky chance) and fight them.
Dog fights are the pass-time of the nobility, after all. And the silver pelted beasts make it ever so much more interesting.
Not to be out-done by the decadence of his own people, the young king sought to go beyond all else.
So when a nameless hunter managed to keep a single pup alive after slaughtering its mother and littermates, he brought it before the king to offer in sale.
A pet wolf. True mastery over all of nature. Akin to making the son of a great foreign lord your personal servant. A show of great power.
And such a scrawny, mewling little puppy, too. All too easy to train as the perfect pet. All too easy indeed.
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