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➽➽➽ Your characters have been invited to Atris to become Guardians. Any character that has been accepted has successfully gone through the first step, and upon induction will receive their Clockwork Heart. This will start off with the inductees receiving their clockwork heart and their group information.

➽➽➽ I would like the pictures for this roleplay to be art, anime, illustrations, or semi realistic drawn art. I prefer high quality pictures over those that are too small or too blurry. Please do not use oversexualized images either in character or out. Despite the mature rating on this roleplay, please keep it at least PG-13 regarding your images. Respect the rules of the website as well.

➽➽➽ This is a literate roleplay for literate writers who enjoy writing and weaving intricate story lines. I believe in quality posts over quantity of text.

➽➽➽ Due to the inbox of some not working, I ask that skeleton links be sent to me through PM or posted directly in the OOC thread to be reviewed. This is to make it easier on those who have issues as well as myself.

➽➽➽ All characters MUST be at least eighteen. There are no exceptions. I will not make exceptions for you to play younger characters. Do NOT ask. The reasoning for this is written in the plot, and if your character is younger than eighteen, I will assume you didn't actually read.

➽➽➽ Please give your character a backbone. Challenge yourself to write characters that have unique personalities. I will only be accepting characters that I believe further the plot and will grow as we progress.

➽➽➽ Do not break the fourth wall. If we discuss something OOCly, your character should not know it. This bothers me extremely so when your character decides to know something they should not.

➽➽➽ This is not a first come first serve roleplay. I expect writers who are willing to further the plot, and provide constructive criticism as well as be willing to make new friends. I would prefer to double up on characters, but this is by no means a necessity. I would prefer a total of 8 characters or less so as not to have an inflated cast. ]]
  -Solaris- / 3y 62d 17h 21m 7s
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Before there was magic, there was a vast darkness. From that darkness spawned two halves of the same whole- Creation and Destruction. They came together to create the world, but still yet, they were alone. Both The Creation and The Destruction grew bored as the world was not full of intelligent beings like themselves.

So once again, they came together, and from them, they created four beings. One that ruled the seas, one that ruled the land, one that controlled the day, and one that controlled the night. The Creation and the Destruction also came together to fashion mortal man out of clay with the four of their children to look over them.

It was here they grew content with their creations, and The Destruction decided to retire from helping its counterpart. The Creation, however, enjoyed spending time amongst its creatures. Walking among them and seeing how they involved gave it much joy. The four guardians of mortals had bestowed some of their own power upon the mortals- allowing them too to have magic to those that were chosen by these powers.

When the Destruction returned to see this, it grew jealous, and created an evil within the world to wipe out the magic that had been so generously given. The guardians decided to give up their very essence to create a stronger magic to give to the mortals to combat the Shadows that threatened their entire being. Both gods decided to call a truce, and retired from the mortal realm.

Those that had magic fought the Shadows, and drove them back. They called themselves Guardians after those that had given up their lives to help them fight back, and created an alliance to guide those with magic and teach them how to use these newfound powers. The first magic tomes were penned by the hands of the Alliance.

Overtime, the shadows disappeared, and so did the Alliance. There was no longer a need for Guardians, and they disbanded. Stories of them and the monsters, the Creation and the Destruction, turned into stories to tell one's children before bedtime. Across the four kingdoms, there wasn't a child that didn't grow up with that as their bedtime story. The four kingdoms- Gwenwyn, Eirwen, Asis, and Qiu- were aptly named after the first children of the gods. With Atris in the center acting as a neutral land that brought the four together.

Five years after the new Emperor of Atris was crowned, villagers from all over the Allied Kingdoms began noticing strange occurrences. Shadows in the shapes of carnivorous animals, livestock going missing, and occasionally, the death of a loved one. This was largely ignored as the Emperor was dealing with the birth of his first child, and had no time to deal with every peasant who complained about missing livestock.

As the daughter of the Emperor grow to be a teen, these disappearances were less rare, and no one could deny now that the Shadows had returned. People grew afraid to leave their homes at night. The very thought of darkness made many quake with fear.

Upon the Princess' eighteenth birthday, she received a gift from a suitor. It was a tome that detailed the use of magic and how to channel it. It detailed a substance called [i Refrain] that was an essential part in creating a new potential Guardian. The potion was no easy feat to make, but she was committed, and requested the best alchemist to work on it- for the sake of driving back the Shadows from their countries once more. Refrain is the first step any potential Guardian must take. Often times, the corrosive liquid leaves one disoriented for days after being injected. This often passes quickly within the first two days. The potion is to activate the magical blood within a potential. Because of this, it is often advised that no one under the age of eighteen complete this ritual.

The tome also detailed how to channel the new magical abilities by creating something that it called a Clockwork Heart. The Heart works as a magic wand of sorts, and helps the Guardian channel their magic. It must be created by the user, and this is the second step. Each Heart is made two-fold: a timer of which its user can see how long they have left to live, and the magic channel. The material can be made of any substance and in any fashion the creator so chooses as long as it has these two components- within reason of course. A Guardian's life span is twice that of a normal human once their magic is fully activated.

The Princess decided to test the tome's information out on her own body, and she became the first Guardian. She begged her father to allow her to reform the Guardians so that they could combat the Shadows and keep people safe. He agreed, and she and her friends became The Clockwork Guardians traveling the world to find new mages and kill Shadows.

Letters penned in the Princess' hand were sent to those that they found to have the potential to handle the process from all over the four kingdoms, and a large, almost palace like, school was built to accommodate the new potential Guardians.

Do you have what it takes to become a Clockwork Guardian?]]
  -Solaris- / 3y 62d 18h 28m 2s
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[center [Unica+One [size25 [#ad6f69 「] Life Before Technicolor [#ad6f69 」]]]

[Abel Freyr was born Aris Llewellyn- the only child to two business people who worked out of the middle ring of Monochrome City. With an overly doting mother who came from old money and a hard working middle class man who believed that hard work would help him climb the corporate ladder, their child was often cared for by a nanny while they worked and went to parties to keep up their higher middle class image. When Freyr's parents were home, his mother was over attentive, and she took great pride in any of his achievements even if they were the most basic of this. His father, on the other hand, was strict. He was a no-nonsense type man who didn’t put up with any type of back talking. He firmly lived by the belief that children should be seen and not heard.

As Freyr got older, his parents decided that they wanted an active child. They were unhappy that their daughter was so tomboyish, and hoped that gymnastics as well as being around other girls would help. It didn’t help much in the way of resolving the dysphoria that he had begun to feel in a female body. He did, however, greatly enjoy gymnastics.

At the age of ten, Freyr became much more adamant in his desire to be less feminine. He often confided in the nanny that he didn't feel right as a girl, but she just laughed and brushed him off, and went back to whatever she was doing. Before a party, he took a pair of scissors from the kitchen and cut his long hair short. His parents were livid at this, and this was the first time that he received any punishment of this sort as neither of his parents had ever hit him before.

Adolescence
His mother attempted to doll her masculine “daughter” up into something that would be more suitable for an arranged marriage. They had friends that had agreed upon a marriage between their children once they'd found out their child was assigned female at birth. Freyr was very adamant against this marriage, but his concerns fell on deaf ears in regards to his parents. One thing they had allowed, however was that he could keep his hair short as they feared more incidents to come if they did not give into this one demand.

Growing dysphoria in his own body made him dread parties. Between the disgusting looks and advances of the older boy, and the way that the dresses the all but shoved him in to, he didn't know what he hated more. If this was what it was like being a woman, he wanted no part of it; he refused to allow his parents to sell him off as if he were some prize to be won.

During one such party, he shredded the dress they'd attempted to put on him with the same kitchen scissors that he'd cut his hair with several years before.

Later Teen Years
At sixteen, Freyr felt a lot less dysphoric about his body. He was able to wear something other than designer dresses at parties, and he was allowed some more freedom than he'd been allotted before. His parents didn't understand why the boy felt the need to be masculine, but as long as they allowed it, he was comfortable.

He’d started to bind his chest. Although his chest was small, he still felt better having it bound down where it wasn’t noticeable. By this time, he’d already quit gymnastics due to the revealing leotards that they were forced to wear. Despite it being his passion, he was pushed from it.

Then, it all went to shit.

All he remembered was the hysteria in the school as the first explosion sent shockwaves through everyone. He woke up to a bright hospital room- only to vomit the contents of his stomach on to the floor.

His mother in a hazmat suit as she wiped away the bile from his face and the sweat from his forehead was a vivid memory. The next year in quarantine was dreadfully boring when not wracked with seizures and heaving out whatever nutrients they were pumping in to his stomach.

After he was released, he noticed a lot had changed. People were no longer colorless. They were so vivid, and the color that they said had disappeared nearly blinded him. Everyone stared at him. He returned to school- or at least tried to, but it was difficult to return to a facility where he no longer felt safe. He also no longer had the desire to continue his learning.

A year of depression passed before Freyr found what to do with himself. He left at eighteen, and never returned home. Technicolor was where he belonged. Here, he officially became “Freyr”, and dropped the name Aris. The training was hard, but worth every second to him. ]

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[size15 [Unica+One Skills and Abilities-]] [Abel | Hand to hand and close quarters combat | High pain threshold | Gymnastics | Basic first aid | Turning any dish imaginable into an inedible mess |

[size15 [#6A5ACD ]] Gymnastics allows him to be quite flexible and adept at fighting. This ties in well with a close quarters style of combat.

[size15 [#6A5ACD ]] He has basic first aid knowledge after cleaning up his own injuries from time to time. ]

[size15 [Unica+One Weapons-]] [Abel A retractable Katar- A knife like weapon that can retract and appear from a gauntlet hidden in his sleeves. The line of attack is in line with the user's arm. The basic thrust is identical to a punch, but the single blade also allows for slashing. This type of weapon allows (requires) the fighter to put their whole weight into the thrust. This weapon has little or no defensive capabilities.]

[size15 [Unica+One Occupation-]] [Abel He works as a barista in a place called The Needle & Thread Cafe in his downtime.]

[size15 [Unica+One Rank-]] [Abel Knight]
[size15 [Unica+One Assigned Partner-]]
[size15 [Unica+One Karma Level-]] [Abel Neutral Karma]

[Unica+One [size25 [#ad6f69 「] Notable Information [#ad6f69 」]]]

[Abel [size15 [#6A5ACD ]] His color mutation is a violet strip starting from the left side of his neck, and ending on his left thigh.

[size15 [#6A5ACD ]] He wears a chest binder

[size15 [#6A5ACD ]] Misgendering him will easily land you on his bad side for a long time.

[size15 [#6A5ACD ]] He has a major weakness for sweets, and food in general is an easy way to bribe him to forgive you if he's upset with you.

[size15 [#6A5ACD ]] His voice reference is [https://youtu.be/O9sH5PJ8MVc?list=PLCDD4FEF0954BB6BB x] .

[size15 [#6A5ACD ]] | [https://youtu.be/e8qDOGLCSFo ♫] | [https://youtu.be/I6WG0de8FA4 ♫] | [https://youtu.be/KbTf5iYTNXM ♫] | [https://youtu.be/HGNLk3zcO2g ♫] | [https://youtu.be/DaVA6sgOpws ♫] | [https://youtu.be/6-wEAeNcA_A ♫] | [https://youtu.be/jBiQCZd8UII ♫] |]

[size15 [#6A5ACD ]] His theme [https://youtu.be/QpgWc5u0PPw x]


[center “[mrs+saint+delafield [size40 [#6A5ACD We were never the disease; We are the cure].]]”

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  -Solaris- / 3y 63d 19h 3m 54s
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[Unica+One [size25 [#ad6f69 「] Cinnabar [#ad6f69 」]]]


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[left [size15 [Unica+One Sexual Orientation-]]] [right [Abel Panromantic Asexual]]

[left [size15 [Unica+One Personality-]]] [right [Abel open [#008080 |] charismatic [#008080 |] outspoken [#008080 |] self depreciating [#008080 |] meticulous [#008080 |] complex [#008080 |]]]

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[Abel Romi spent much of her younger years in the shadow of her seven, nearly identical older sisters. She was the youngest of eight children, and even though they were all a year apart, they were all groomed and quaffed the same way with their light colored hair tucked neatly into curls that framed their faces. Despite the desire her parents had for a male child, it was not to be. The family was often in the public eye with her father's well to do political career and her mother's push that the arts weren't just a frivolous endeavor.

She found such a cushy life to be rather boring. The fact that she and her sisters were often regarded as a set- much like prized dolls that were kept on the same shelf- brought out a rebellious streak in the girl. Often, she would act out- causing a scene whenever she could. Her hair- naturally light in tone- was dyed a dark, inky black so that she could set herself apart from her matched set sisters.

Her parents decided enough was enough, and sent her to an all girl's preparatory school to discipline her in hopes that she'd return to them with some manners. Strict professors and asinine corporate punishments seemed to do their work as Romi retreated from her free-spirited ways. She kept to herself mostly- not bothering to make friends until a roommate forced her to socialize. The school had dance as an extra-curricular, and Romi found she was quite good at it. Her parents were seemingly ecstatic that she'd found something to throw herself into rather than being so rebellious.

After having graduated from the private school, Romi had decided that she wanted a higher education. She completed four years of university, but to say that graduation day was a disaster was an understatement.

All anyone remembered was smoke, screaming, and explosions. She found herself in a sterile room wanting to vomit at the feeling of vertigo every time she opened her eyes. She was promised they were working on a cure for whatever illness this was, but as the days stretched into more than a year, she had little hope. The experimental drugs only seemed to irritate the disease further. At the end of her quarantine, they'd done her body more harm than good. Two teal circular patterns had remained on her shoulder blades- almost like tattoos.

She was released from quarantine, and knew that she could not reach out to her family. People like her were being delegated to the slums so that they could not infect others if they were still “contagious”. It was there that she ran into an all too familiar face. The roommate who had introduced her to a pastime she'd come to enjoy. The girl too had designs- though gold in color- on her skin. Romi was quite stunned at the realization that there were others. Not only that, but a whole group who called themselves Technicolor.

Romi was only a Rook when Technicolor split into factions. She rose through the ranks quickly- finding it quite easy to find her footing amongst these people. They were all talented in some form or fashion- though she was quite loyal to the Queen at the time. The Queen formed her own base in the northern slums and named it Penumbra. Though she didn't understand the differences between the factions, she followed dutifully until she herself was appointed Queen. She truly didn't want to lead, but she was pushed into it by a close friend and partner in the field. It became as much a passion as dance for her, and those that worked for her became her family in essence. ]

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[size15 [Unica+One Skills and Abilities-]] [Abel [#008080 |] High defense [#008080 |] Excellent dancer [#008080 |] well practiced in heels [#008080 |] strategist [#008080 |] medical knowledge [#008080 |]

[size15 [#008080 ]] Cinnabar is a defensive strategist through and through. She does not favor improvising in a plan, and would prefer to have everything thought out before put into place.

[size15 [#008080 ]] Being short in stature, she often muses that “The higher the heel, the closer to god”

[size15 [#008080 ]] Despite not having a degree, she has shown a high level of medical knowledge. ]

[size15 [Unica+One Weapons-]] [Abel Hand fans made with sharpened spokes. She carries two of them in her possession at any given time. These can be used to fend off darts or other projectiles and can be used as a throwing weapon. The spokes can be coated in any flavor of toxin if she should so choose.

She is well versed in guns, but prefers a semi-automatic pistol- which is kept in her desk or on her person. ]

[size15 [Unica+One Occupation-]] [Abel After becoming Queen, she decided to give up her career in order to place Technicolor higher on her list of priorities. She still volunteers as a nurse from time to time when the hospital in the slums is in need of more staff.]

[size15 [Unica+One Rank-]] [Abel Queen]
[size15 [Unica+One Assigned Partner-]]
[size15 [Unica+One Karma Level-]] [Abel High Karma]

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[Abel [size15 [#008080 ]] Her colored markings are in the form of two teal circles- one on each shoulder blade.

[size15 [#008080 ]] Being only 154 centimeters tall, and weighing only 49 kilograms, she is a rather small woman, and tends to wear heels to make herself appear taller, and thus more of an authority figure.

[size15 [#008080 ]] The use of experimental drugs, and the extent to which they harmed her is a closely guarded secret. She is afraid that people would question her authority if they knew.

[size15 [#008080 ]] Her voice reference is [https://youtu.be/p76WX-5QiPs x] Teresa

[size15 [#008080 ]] Birds [u terrify] her.

[center “[mrs+saint+delafield [size40 [#008080 The weak seek out the strong to protect them. We are the strong; we will protect the weak].]]”
  |- Lise Fritzi -| / -Solaris- / 3y 64d 23h 1m 38s
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「 What is your name? 」

「 你们好。我的名字是孙琴~
孙是孙子的孙
琴是古琴的琴
Hello~ I'm 孙琴 .
Sun like Sunzi- the famous poet who wrote The Art of War or 孙子兵法 . And Qin like GuQin- or a type of Chinese zither.」

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「 Do you have any nicknames? 」

「 My real name was sold to the Madam, but they call me 姚珍珠 (Yao ZhenZhu). I would prefer you not call me this, however. 」

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「 How old are you? 」

「 I'm eighteen 」

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「 What is your gender? Who attracts you? 」

「 I suppose I've never given this much thought due to my... profession. Though, I would say that I am a woman who is attracted to other women. 」

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「 You are cursed? With what and why? 」

「 I was cursed with the Dragon Zodiac. Even though I knew what I was- a YueJi* - I grew nervous as the day of my eighteenth birthday neared. Being eighteen meant more responsibilities than just cleaning and preparing meals. It meant that I too had to bring income to the Madam who owned what was essentially a brothel- although it was certainly not called as such.

Though I enjoyed performing music and dance, the idea of a man sleeping in my bed and being able to touch me intimately was terrifying. I ran away from the compound- although sure it wouldn't take long for them to find me as well groomed YueJi stick out very easily in a crowd of people. Not sure where I was going, I found myself at a nearby shrine. I carried with me my dearest possession- a zither that had been a gift from a potential suitor. As kind as he'd been in giving me the expensive gift, his intimacy scared me. I was not ready for this- despite having told myself over and over again that I had to for the sake of ever getting out of that place. I had some say over what happened to me, but ultimately, if I did not make any income, I faced the harsh reality of never being able to be free.

The night was clear, and this was as good a place as any to wait for them to- inevitably find me and take me back. I plucked the strings of the zither, but instead of smooth, gentle twangs of the strings, they were muffled and sour. Painful pins and needles sensations coursed through my fingers.

“You sell your smile to those men you look down on. Their smiles make your skin crawl, and yet you lie to yourself so that you don't have to accept who you are.” The voice was low, and my whole body felt numb. “The thing you love will soon turn into your greatest fear.”

When I noticed there were people surrounding me, I was shaken- mostly from the words that had not come from any of them. However, after being returned to the compound, I soon forgot about the pain in my fingers after they punished me for running away. 」

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「 What triggers your curse? 」

「 My curse is triggered by lying or the sound of zither music. One might think it easy to always tell the truth, but it really isn't- especially when you lie to protect yourself. And now, to avoid the one thing that I loved the most- my music- is heart breaking. 」

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「 How many years do you have left? 」

「 I have fifty-five years left. 」

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「 What exactly does your curse do? 」

「 My curse comes with an increased metabolism- although this does not take years off my life. I eat much more than most people, and can still be hungry several hours later. Along with this increased metabolism comes a healing ability. I can heal myself- or perhaps others though I've never tried before. This takes four months from my life each time. I think if I could heal others, it could potentially take more of my life though. Years at most. My body is also changed noticeably each time my curse is used. A large patch of scale like skin slowly grows each time. I keep it concealed underneath my clothes, but I know it's only matter of time before it grows to where I cannot hide the scales. 」

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「 What is your personality like? 」

「 I simply want to make the best of the situation that I am put in. Being YueJi has not made me a bitter person, and in fact, I rather like most aspects of this life. I can sometimes be a bit sensitive in regards to somethings in my life such as lack of interest in the possible suitors or relationships. Self preservation takes precedence over anything else to me. Ambition and the bigger picture do sometimes get the better of me as I sometimes fail to see small details along the way. 」

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「 Where were you when your curse finally took hold? 」

「 I was being dressed when the girl noticed something that looked like colored scales along my shoulder. I could hear the voices of the other YueJi performing already, and the gentle plucking of their stringed zithers and pipas. The bruises from my punishment the day prior had healed and no longer throbbed in pain when I pressed on them. She only stared in open-mouthed horror as the scales grew along my shoulder. I begged her not to tell, but I know it won't stay a secret for long. 」

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「 Anything else? 」

「 - I prefer those that do not know me from where I'm working to call me by my real name rather than ZhenZhu.
- I was the daughter of a poet and musician before working as a YueJi
- YueJi is the Chinese equivelant of a Japanese Geisha. In essence, they are prostitutes. But they are well trained in poetry, music, dance, and calligraphy. Keeping people company, and not just for sexual purposes.
- My sexuality is somewhat... repressed. I do not think I could be open about desiring to be with another woman.
- My favorite food- although is somewhat of a forbidden food for me due to a strict diet- is Baozi. Steamed buns with meat are my favorite, though I don't think I'd say no if it were to have vegetables in it either. 」]

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[center [size15 [#3AA8C1 ●][#AD6F69 ●][#3AA8C1 ●] Tadashi Nakagawa [#3aa8c1 | |] The God

“He's far too loud and far too obnoxious, but I feel as though he's much smarter than he lets on. Perhaps it's too early to judge him. He reminds me a lot of the men from the music houses sometimes, but at least he's mostly polite.”

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[center [#3AA8C1 ●][#AD6F69 ●][#3AA8C1 ●] Himeko Uzuki [#3aa8c1 | |] The Tiger]]

“I believe the adage is 'good things in small packages'. Himeko is like a younger sister that I didn't know I wanted until we met. I trust her despite having only known her for a short amount of time. I would admit that I'm a bit envious of her ability to be unjaded. She's rather cute. She makes it too easy for the boys to pick on her though.”

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[center [#3AA8C1 ●][#AD6F69 ●][#3AA8C1 ●] Xian Jun [#3aa8c1 | |] The Sheep]]

“My first thought was that she's rather beautiful. It's smart to make friends with the other women in the group. Maybe when we're closer friends, she'll tell me her secret to how she keeps her hair so long and shiny.”

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[center [#3AA8C1 ●][#AD6F69 ●][#3AA8C1 ●] Yi Hui Ling [#3aa8c1 | |] The Dog]]

“I have had no notable conversations with them, and as such, have no thoughts at this time.”

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[center [#3AA8C1 ●][#AD6F69 ●][#3AA8C1 ●] Yukitsune Chikusa [#3aa8c1 | |] The Snake]

“He's pretty. For a man, at least.”

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[center [#3AA8C1 ●][#AD6F69 ●][#3AA8C1 ●] Lin Yu [#3aa8c1 | |] The Rat]

“I have had no notable conversations with them, and as such, have no thoughts at this time.”

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[center [#3AA8C1 ●][#AD6F69 ●][#3AA8C1 ●] Ying En [#3aa8c1 | |] The Horse]

“They seem like an enigma, but I feel it's too early to make decisions about them as I haven't talked to them much.”

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[#FFAA1D ✧ ✧] ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧]]

[center [#3AA8C1 ●][#AD6F69 ●][#3AA8C1 ●] Minami Raiden [#3aa8c1 | |] The Rabbit]

“For someone who's zodiac creature is so small, he's quite loud.”

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[center [#3AA8C1 ●][#AD6F69 ●][#3AA8C1 ●] Takumi Kobayashi [#3aa8c1 | |] The Boar]

“I almost thought he was female until our brief conversation. I rather like his clothes though! And he seems rather graceful. I know almost nothing about him, but I suspect he might also be some sort of performer.”

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  |- ✧ -| / -Solaris- / 3y 68d 10h 14m 14s
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[i [size10 Your codename must be a gemstone. This is what your character will go by to other people as your character's real name will be classified.]]

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[Unica+One [size25 [#ad6f69 「] #200 [#ad6f69 」]]]

[Unica+One [size25 [#ad6f69 「] Classified Information [#ad6f69 」]]]]

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[left [size15 [Unica+One Age-]]] [right [Abel Twenty]]

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[left [size15 [Unica+One Biological Sex-]]] [right [Abel Female]]

[left [size15 [Unica+One Perceived Gender-]]] [right [Abel Male ]]

[left [size15 [Unica+One Sexual Orientation-]]] [right [Abel Homosexual]]

[left [size15 [Unica+One Personality-]]] [right Both positive and negative]

[center [Unica+One [size25 [#ad6f69 「] Life Before Technicolor [#ad6f69 」]]]

[size10 [i Think of this section as your character's biography or history section. This should include what life was like before the mutation, after the mutation, and their motives for joining Technicolor. While this roleplay does contain darker themes, please do not provide an overly tragic back-story.]]

[Unica+One [size25 [#ad6f69 「] Declassified Information [#ad6f69 」]]]

[size15 [Unica+One Skills and Abilities-] [size10 [i What can your character do? No superpowers here as this is a realistic roleplay.]]
[size15 [Unica+One Weapons-] [size10 [i Again, please keep this somewhat realistic and believable.]]
[size15 [Unica+One Occupation-] [size10 [i Even within an illegal operation such as Technicolor, everyone has a day job.]]
[size15 [Unica+One Rank-] [size10 [i King/Queen are the leaders of Technicolor. Rooks are the second in command. Bishops are delegated the harder jobs that require gathering intel and information. Knights are often always sent out in the field- to get their hands dirty so to speak. Pawns are almost always newer recruits or someone who has willingly deranked themselves to round out their skills. Ranks other than king/queen are not stagnant. You can be deranked if someone challenges your rank and wins.]]
[size15 [Unica+One Assigned Partner-] [size10 [i I will fill this out, so feel free to leave it blank.]]
[size15 [Unica+One Karma Level-] [size10 [i Karma is gained by doing missions successfully and how well they work well with others. High karma is notable of a person with few mission failures and works fairly well with others. Neutral karma has no measurable success or failure rate, and is not noticeably hostile or amiable toward others. Negative karma is usually denoted of a hostile person, but could also mean too many failures on missions. It is worth noting that because characters will be paired up, karma will rise and fall depending on how well the pair does together.]]

[Unica+One [size25 [#ad6f69 「] Notable Information [#ad6f69 」]]]

[size10 [i This portion is completely optional. Though, feel free to use this as an "Other" tab for any other useful information that was not described already.]]

[center “[mrs+saint+delafield [size40 [#6A5ACD We were never the disease; We are the cure].]]”
  |- Lise Fritzi -| / -Solaris- / 3y 73d 7h 25m 56s
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[Unica+One [size25 [#ad6f69 「] Cinnabar [#ad6f69 」]]]


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[left [size15 [Unica+One Age-]]] [right [Abel Twenty-Six]]

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[left [size15 [Unica+One Sexual Orientation-]]] [right [Abel Panromantic Asexual]]

[left [size15 [Unica+One Personality-]]] [right [Abel open [#008080 |] charismatic [#008080 |] outspoken [#008080 |] self depreciating [#008080 |] meticulous [#008080 |] complex [#008080 |]]]

[center [Unica+One [size25 [#ad6f69 「] Life Before Technicolor [#ad6f69 」]]]

[Abel Romi spent much of her younger years in the shadow of her seven, nearly identical older sisters. She was the youngest of eight children, and even though they were all a year apart, they were all groomed and quaffed the same way with their light colored hair tucked neatly into curls that framed their faces. Despite the desire her parents had for a male child, it was not to be. The family was often in the public eye with her father's well to do political career and her mother's push that the arts weren't just a frivolous endeavor.

She found such a cushy life to be rather boring. The fact that she and her sisters were often regarded as a set- much like prized dolls that were kept on the same shelf- brought out a rebellious streak in the girl. Often, she would act out- causing a scene whenever she could. Her hair- naturally light in tone- was dyed a dark, inky black so that she could set herself apart from her matched set sisters.

Her parents decided enough was enough, and sent her to an all girl's preparatory school to discipline her in hopes that she'd return to them with some manners. Strict professors and asinine corporate punishments seemed to do their work as Romi retreated from her free-spirited ways. She kept to herself mostly- not bothering to make friends until a roommate forced her to socialize. The school had dance as an extra-curricular, and Romi found she was quite good at it. Her parents were seemingly ecstatic that she'd found something to throw herself into rather than being so rebellious.

After having graduated from the private school, Romi had decided that she wanted a higher education. She completed four years of university, but to say that graduation day was a disaster was an understatement.

All anyone remembered was smoke, screaming, and explosions. She found herself in a sterile room wanting to vomit at the feeling of vertigo every time she opened her eyes. She was promised they were working on a cure for whatever illness this was, but as the days stretched into more than a year, she had little hope. The experimental drugs only seemed to irritate the disease further. At the end of her quarantine, they'd done her body more harm than good. Two teal circular patterns had remained on her shoulder blades- almost like tattoos.

She was released from quarantine, and knew that she could not reach out to her family. People like her were being delegated to the slums so that they could not infect others if they were still “contagious”. It was there that she ran into an all too familiar face. The roommate who had introduced her to a pastime she'd come to enjoy. The girl too had designs- though gold in color- on her skin. Romi was quite stunned at the realization that there were others. Not only that, but a whole group who called themselves Technicolor.

Romi was only a Rook when Technicolor split into factions. She rose through the ranks quickly- finding it quite easy to find her footing amongst these people. They were all talented in some form or fashion- though she was quite loyal to the Queen at the time. The Queen formed her own base in the northern slums and named it Penumbra. Though she didn't understand the differences between the factions, she followed dutifully until she herself was appointed Queen. She truly didn't want to lead, but she was pushed into it by a close friend and partner in the field. It became as much a passion as dance for her, and those that worked for her became her family in essence. ]

[Unica+One [size25 [#ad6f69 「] Declassified Information [#ad6f69 」]]]

[size15 [Unica+One Skills and Abilities-]] [Abel [#008080 |] High defense [#008080 |] Excellent dancer [#008080 |] well practiced in heels [#008080 |] strategist [#008080 |]

Cinnabar is a defensive strategist through and through. She does not favor improvising in a plan, and would prefer to have everything thought out before put into place.

Being short in stature, she often muses that “The higher the heel, the closer to god”]

[size15 [Unica+One Weapons-]] [Abel Hand fans made with sharpened spokes. She carries two of them in her possession at any given time. These can be used to fend off darts or other projectiles and can be used as a throwing weapon. The spokes can be coated in any flavor of toxin.

She is well versed in guns, but prefers a semi-automatic pistol- which is kept in her desk or on her person. ]

[size15 [Unica+One Occupation-]] [Abel fill this in when I've decided on it. ]

[size15 [Unica+One Rank-]] [Abel Queen]
[size15 [Unica+One Assigned Partner-]]
[size15 [Unica+One Karma Level-]] [Abel High Karma]

[Unica+One [size25 [#ad6f69 「] Notable Information [#ad6f69 」]]]

[Abel This information is not available at this time.]

[center “[mrs+saint+delafield [size40 [#008080 The weak seek out the strong to protect them. We are the strong; we will protect the weak].]]”
  |- Lise Fritzi -| / -Solaris- / 3y 73d 11h 15m 1s
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[center [size35 [mrs+saint+delafield [left A] [size40 [+silver C o l o r] [i l e s s]] [right World]]]

[size15 [Abel [center [http://rp.eliteskills.com/u.php?u=4136 [size30 ✉]] [http://rp.eliteskills.com/r.php?r=141739 [size30 ❀]]]

[center [size40 ♔ ♖ ♗ ♘♙]]

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[Unica+One [size25 [#ad6f69 「] Chapter One [#ad6f69 」]]]

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[center [Unica+One I N C O M I N G __ T R A N S M I S S I O N

To the leaders of Penumbra and Cascade, I request you come into custody peacefully. This will be the only peaceful request to cease and desist. You have one week to respond.]

[font "euphemia" The request was largely ignored by both factions as neither had intentions to give up what they were fighting for. Despite fears, the stubborn few that remained loyal to their king in Cascade stood firm. And even though somewhat shaken, the Queen of Penumbra put on her bravest face.

A week to the T after the message was sent, The Order bombed the southern base of Cascade. Many died in the explosion, and a small handful made it out alive. Having no base, they decided to reconsider the Queen's proposal to come together. However, they've no intent to hold hands and act like everything is right and well between their sister faction. It's only a means to an end.

[Unica+One I N C O M I N G __ T R A N S M I S S I O N

YOU __ WERE __ WARNED]

The reuniting of Technicolor was rocky, but over the weeks, they slowly start to work together to make a move on their enemy before they move first. Due to growing stress, The Queen finds herself more isolated- frustrated and in fragile state of mind. And then, several days before Christmas, she goes missing with the rest of Technicolor in disarray. And the worst of it yet? A possible mole amidst them.

[Unica+One I N C O M I N G __ T R A N S M I S S I O N 。 。 。]

[Unica+One [size25 [#ad6f69 「] Synopsis [#ad6f69 」]]]

[Abel Technicolor is no longer two sister factions. It has reunited after a breach of security to be a stronger force. This chapter will lead up to the kidnapping of the queen and the events that precede it. Further episodes are classified, but input is most welcome.]]

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  |- Lise Fritzi -| / -Solaris- / 3y 74d 8h 58m 40s
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[center [size35 [mrs+saint+delafield [left A] [size40 [+silver C o l o r] [i l e s s]] [right World]]]

[size15 [Abel Color as we once knew it, has been eradicated. There are no more bright and colorful tones left in this world. The population as a whole is utterly colorblind- seeing the world in only shades of monochrome.

This is largely to blame on the very event that rocked the world to its very core. Labeled only as The Cataclysm by those old enough to have witnessed it. The world became an inhospitable place for humans and animals alike. It left them with the inability to perceive color. Those that had power and influence chose to move underground. They built a large city with high walls that separated the different castes of society around a place they called Monochrome City- a so called safe haven for those that remained.

Years after this disastrous event, many people attempted to recreate the color that made the world beautiful, but it always ended up in horrible failure. They eventually gave up, but there were others that didn't, and the research was stolen by a group of anarchists that came from the inner rungs of the city.

With the stolen research, they created bombs that hit major parts of the city. Oddly- or thankfully- there was no death that followed these bombings. Though, a new disease spread like wildfire amongst the denizens of Monochrome City.

[center [size35 [mrs+saint+delafield [left An] Emergence of [right Truth]]]

The sickness proved hostile to experimental drugs. A catatonic state followed symptoms such as nausea, vomiting, dysentery, and dehydration. Patterns appeared on their skin- oftentimes geometrical in origin. They knew this was not a natural illness, but they were powerless as it was nondiscriminatory in who it targeted. For those that survived the ordeal, a colorful mutation remained to remind them. Almost like being labeled as an infected wasn't enough.

After spending a year or more in quarantine, those that survived were released after showing no further signs of contagion. It left everyone puzzled, and just to be safe, those in charge relegated them to the lower rungs of the city- the slums.

[center [size35 [mrs+saint+delafield [left Survival] of the [right Fittest]]]

Two factions of young visionaries labeled as infected- once rivals- have come together to form The Technicolor. Their penultimate goal is to bring back the memories of their colorful past and protect others like them. They desire peace, but won't hesitate to fight.

“It's a matter of 'survival of the fittest', really. The strong survive and the weak die. But it doesn't [i have] to be that way. We can be strong to protect the weak.”

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[center [http://rp.eliteskills.com/vc.php?c=374102 [size30 ✿]] [http://rp.eliteskills.com/r.php?r=141740 [size30 ❀]]]
[center [Abel [+red The links for the OOC and rules are the flowers. Please read them as well as they are both very important.]]]

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  |- Lise Fritzi -| / -Solaris- / 3y 74d 13h 55m 13s
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[size20 [mrs+saint+delafield -01-]] [Abel [size15 I would like the pictures for this roleplay to be art, anime, illustrations, or semi realistic drawn art. I prefer high quality pictures over those that are too small or too blurry. Please have an image that represents your character well. Please do not use oversexualized images either in character or out. Despite the mature rating on this roleplay, please keep it at least PG-13 regarding your images. Respect the rules of the website as well. ]]
[size20 [mrs+saint+delafield -02-]] [Abel [size15 This is a literate roleplay for literate writers who enjoy writing and weaving intricate story lines. I believe in quality posts over quantity of text.]]
[size20 [mrs+saint+delafield -03-]] [Abel [size15 Due to the inbox of some not working, I ask that skeleton links be sent to me through PM or posted directly in the OOC thread to be reviewed. This is to make it easier on those who have issues as well as myself. Only the link to your skeleton should be posted, however- not the whole thing.]]
[size20 [mrs+saint+delafield -04-]] [Abel [size15 This roleplay is given a PG-16 rating which is not suitable for all audiences. Please do not use this rating as an excuse to cyber or write out in detail relations your character has with another. That is not allowed as per the rules of the website, and that is not allowed here. There will be swearing. There will be drama. There will be possible outbursts of violence. In the event that you should feel uncomfortable, please do notify me via the OOC thread or through my inbox. However, if you are uncomfortable with mature themes, then this is not the roleplay for you. ]]
[size20 [mrs+saint+delafield -05-]] [Abel [size15 All characters MUST be at least seventeen. There are no exceptions. I will not make exceptions for you to play younger characters. Do NOT ask. ]]
[size20 [mrs+saint+delafield -06-]] [Abel [size15 Please give your character a backbone. Challenge yourself to write characters that have unique personalities. I will only be accepting characters that I believe will further the plot. I will not be accepting characters who are simply there to be pretty and not grow as we progress.]]
[size20 [mrs+saint+delafield -07-]] [Abel [size15 Do not break the fourth wall. If we discuss something OOCly, your character should not know it. This bothers me extremely so when your character decides to know something they should not.]]
[size20 [mrs+saint+delafield -08-]] [Abel [size15 This is not a first come first serve roleplay. I expect writers who are willing to further the plot, and provide constructive criticism as well as be willing to make new friends. I would prefer to double up on characters, but this is by no means a necessity. I would prefer a total of 8 characters or less so as not to have an inflated cast. ]]
  |- Lise Fritzi -| / -Solaris- / 3y 74d 13h 55m 38s
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[i [size10 Type something your character would say here]]

[Unica+One [size25 [#ad6f69 「] Codename* [#ad6f69 」]]]
[i [size10 Your codename must be a gemstone. This is what your character will go by to other people as your character's real name will be classified.]]

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[Unica+One [size25 [#ad6f69 「] Badge ID Number [#ad6f69 」]]]

[Unica+One [size25 [#ad6f69 「] Classified Information [#ad6f69 」]]]]

[left [size15 [Unica+One Name-]]] [right Your character's name]

[left [size15 [Unica+One Age-]]] [right How old is your character?]

[left [size15 [Unica+One Birthday-]]] [right xxxx/month/day]

[left [size15 [Unica+One Biological Sex-]]] [right Your character's biological sex]

[left [size15 [Unica+One Perceived Gender-]]] [right How does this character see their gender?]

[left [size15 [Unica+One Sexual Orientation-]]] [right What is your character attracted to?]

[left [size15 [Unica+One Personality-]]] [right Both positive and negative]

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[size10 [i Think of this section as your character's biography or history section. This should include what life was like before the mutation, after the mutation, and their motives for joining Technicolor. While this roleplay does contain darker themes, please do not provide an overly tragic back-story.]]

[Unica+One [size25 [#ad6f69 「] Declassified Information [#ad6f69 」]]]

[size15 [Unica+One Skills and Abilities-] [size10 [i What can your character do? No superpowers here as this is a realistic roleplay.]]
[size15 [Unica+One Weapons-] [size10 [i Again, please keep this somewhat realistic and believable.]]
[size15 [Unica+One Occupation-] [size10 [i Even within an illegal operation such as Technicolor, everyone has a day job.]]
[size15 [Unica+One Rank-] [size10 [i King/Queen are the leaders of Technicolor. Rooks are the second in command. Bishops are delegated the harder jobs that require gathering intel and information. Knights are often always sent out in the field- to get their hands dirty so to speak. Pawns are almost always newer recruits or someone who has willingly deranked themselves to round out their skills. Ranks other than king/queen are not stagnant. You can be deranked if someone challenges your rank and wins.]]
[size15 [Unica+One Assigned Partner-] [size10 [i I will fill this out, so feel free to leave it blank.]]
[size15 [Unica+One Karma Level-] [size10 [i Karma is gained by doing missions successfully and how well they work well with others. High karma is notable of a person with few mission failures and works fairly well with others. Neutral karma has no measurable success or failure rate, and is not noticeably hostile or amiable toward others. Negative karma is usually denoted of a hostile person, but could also mean too many failures on missions. It is worth noting that because characters will be paired up, karma will rise and fall depending on how well the pair does together.]]

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[size10 [i This portion is completely optional. Though, feel free to use this as an "Other" tab for any other useful information that was not described already.]]

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  -Solaris- / 3y 75d 10m 2s
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「 What is your name? 」

「 我的名字是颖恩~ 很高兴认识你
Hello, my name is Ying En. 」

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「 Do you have any nicknames? 」

「 I do not have any nicknames, but I'm open to the thought as long as they aren't degrading. 」

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「 How old are you? 」

「 I am 24 years old 」

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「 What is your gender? Who attracts you? 」

「 I was born a woman, but I was always much more comfortable when my parents treated me as their "son" instead of their "daughter". I'm comfortable in my body as a woman, but I prefer masculine pronouns over feminine ones. As for who I like, I truly have no preference for gender- though I do prefer someone more ambitious than me, and someone who wouldn't be afraid to work hard to achieve their goals. 」

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「 You are cursed? With what and why? 」

「 The spirit that I was cursed with was the horse. Raised by a general of the imperial army and his prostitute-turned-trophy-wife, my sister and I were raised under an iron fist. We were often treated like sons rather than daughters, and where my sister excelled in schooling, I struggled to pass the examinations. I had little goals when it came to matters of acadamia. She was frail in stature, however, and did not stand up to the rigorous physical training. I learned swordsmanship from my father, and he was the one to give me the name En.

When I became older, freedom was something I craved. I told my father I wished to be a historian, and he relented- allowing me to travel as I pleased.

I returned home one year to learn that my sister had died. I was devastated, and left once again, but this time, I knew that I would not be returning. I had nowhere to go, but that had never stopped me before. The only thing I had to my name was the sword I'd been taught to use.

I lived on the streets and traveled from city to city for the better part of two years- no drive nor ambition left in me to gather more information about the past. One night, in somewhat of a stupor, I was in desperate need of food and a place to rest when I was found thieving by an old monk. It wasn't that he'd caught me that had startled me; it was what he said to me that ultimately shook me.

“You never finish what you start. Perhaps you need some responsibility given to you in life to make up for your startling lack of ambition for a young person your age,” His touch felt as though I'd been knocked over. I couldn't breathe, and when I came back to my senses, I found myself gasping for air on the ground- no old man in sight. I know now that I've been cursed, and while I certainly don't see this as a good thing, deep down, I know he's right. 」

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「 What triggers your curse? 」

「 It seems that any strong emotional feeling that I get triggers my curse. My emotions are always tied to the strip of color in my hair, but feelings such as elation, extreme sadness, or fear, will trigger my curse. I'm not sure about anger as this is not something I face, but I'm sure that too would influence this. 」

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「 How many years do you have left? 」

「 Being told that I only have thirty-four years to live seems to have shaken me somewhat 」

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「 What exactly does your curse do? 」

「 My curse has made me into a danger detector it seems. Like a dog with it's nose, I can sense when something bad will happen- even if I don't know what it is. Even if this doesn't take years from my life, it isn't a pleasant experience. The colorful streak in my hair I suppose the god thought it would be humorous to give me a built in mood detector as well. Normally, it's just pink, but occasionally, it does change color. What does take years off of my life is the probability manipulation. This takes six months from me each time, and each time I've been accidentally triggered, it has never been a good thing. 」

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「 What is your personality like? 」

「 I tend to keep to myself. To be honest, I don't do well in a crowd, but I refuse to let anyone else know this. I am self-reliant, and quick to think of solutions to problems that might seem difficult otherwise. I might not be book smart or well educated, but I would like to think I am intelligent about other things. At times, I suppose I can be a bit stubborn. Over-all I'm not an open-book- despite what the color changing hair might say about me. 」

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「 Where were you when your curse finally took hold? 」

「 I was in the middle of town when I first experienced my curse. A small girl reminded me of my sister, and I felt guilty and sad about the things that had happened when I was away. There was a sharp throbbing in my head, and the next thing I knew, a lantern had tipped over, and caught the hay the horses were eating alight. People were obviously frightened, and even though I was disoriented, I hurried to get away before I caused more damage. 」

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「 Anything else? 」

「 - I'm rather fond of dancing. While I've never experienced it myself, the times that I did see dance performances, it reminded me quite a lot of sword techniques.
- I'm afraid of large bodies of water.
- I enjoy brush painting very much. While my calligraphy was always a bit sloppy, painting always was very calming.
- I do not enjoy when others touch my hair- especially the colored streak. 」
  -Solaris- / 3y 91d 2h 10m 33s
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「 What is your name? 」

「 我的名字是颖恩~ 很高兴认识你
Hello, my name is Ying En. 」

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「 Do you have any nicknames? 」

「 I do not have any nicknames, but I'm open to the thought as long as they aren't degrading. 」

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「 How old are you? 」

「 I am 24 years old 」

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「 What is your gender? Who attracts you? 」

「 I was born a woman, but I was always much more comfortable when my parents treated me as their "son" instead of their "daughter". I'm comfortable in my body as a woman, but I prefer masculine pronouns over feminine ones. As for who I like, I truly have no preference for gender- though I do prefer someone more ambitious than me, and someone who wouldn't be afraid to work hard to achieve their goals. 」

[#319177 ●][#D98695 ●][#319177 ●]
「 You are cursed? With what and why? 」

「 The spirit that I was cursed with was the horse. 」

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「 What triggers your curse? 」

「 」

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「 How many years do you have left? 」

「 」

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「 What exactly does your curse do? 」

「 」

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「 What is your personality like? 」

「 」

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「 Where were you when your curse finally took hold? 」

「 」

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「 Anything else? 」

「 」
  「 颖恩 」 / -Solaris- / 3y 93d 2h 52m 38s
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「 What is your name? 」

「 My name is 孙琴 」

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「 Do you have any nicknames? 」

「 My real name was sold to the Madam, but they call me 姚珍珠 (Yao ZhenZhu) 」

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「 How old are you? 」

「 I'm eighteen」

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「 What is your gender? Who attracts you? 」

「 I suppose I've never given this much thought. Though, I would say that I am a woman who is attracted to other women. 」

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「 You are cursed? With what and why? 」

「 I was cursed with the Dragon Zodiac. Even though I knew what I was- a YueJi* - I was horrified as the day of my eighteenth birthday neared. Being eighteen, and no longer just a girl in charge of getting the others ready or just a chore-girl frightened me. Though I enjoyed performing music and dance, the idea of a man sleeping in my bed and being able to touch me intimately was terrifying. I ran away from the compound- although sure it wouldn't take long for them to find me as well groomed YueJi stick out very easily in a crowd of people. Not sure where I was going, I found myself at a nearby shrine. I carried with me my dearest possession- a zither that had been a gift from a potential suitor. As kind as he'd been in giving me the expensive gift, his intimacy scared me.

The night was clear, and this was as good a place as any to wait for them to- inevitably find me and take me back. I plucked the strings of the zither, but instead of smooth, gentle twangs of the strings, they were muffled and sour. Painful pins and needles sensations coursed through my fingers. I had no idea then that I'd been cursed, but they found me, and I soon forgot about the pain in my fingers after they punished me for running away. 」

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「 What triggers your curse? 」

「 My curse is triggered by lying or the sound of zither music. One might think it easy to always tell the truth, but it really isn't. Or to avoid the thing you love the most, but avoiding the one thing I loved is heart breaking. 」

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「 How many years do you have left? 」

「 I have fifty-five years left. 」

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「 What exactly does your curse do? 」

「 My curse comes with an increased metabolism- although this does not take years off my life. I eat much more than most people, and can still be hungry several hours later. Along with this increased metabolism comes a healing ability. I can heal myself- or perhaps others though I've never tried before. This takes four months from my life each time. My body is also changed noticeably each time my curse is used. A large patch of scale like skin slowly grows each time. I keep it concealed underneath my clothes, but I know it's only matter of time before it grows to where I cannot hide the scales. 」

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「 What is your personality like? 」

「 I simply want to make the best of the situation that I am put in. Being YueJi has not made me a bitter person, and in fact, I rather like most aspects of this life. I can sometimes be a bit sensitive in regards to somethings in my life such as lack of interest in the possible suitors or relationships. Ambition and the bigger picture do sometimes get the better of me as I sometimes fail to see small details along the way. 」

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「 Where were you when your curse finally took hold? 」

「 I was being dressed when the girl noticed something that looked like colored scales along my shoulder. I could hear the voices of the other YueJi performing already, and the gentle plucking of their stringed zithers and pipas. The bruises from my punishment the day prior had healed and no longer throbbed in pain when I pressed on them. She only stared in open-mouthed horror as the scales grew along my shoulder. I begged her not to tell, but I know it won't stay a secret for long. 」

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「 Anything else? 」

「 - I prefer those that do not know me from where I'm working to call me by my real name rather than ZhenZhu.
- I was the daughter of a poet and musician before working as a YueJi
- YueJi is the Chinese equivelant of a Japanese Geisha. In essence, they are prostitutes. But they are well trained in poetry, music, dance, and calligraphy. Keeping people company, and not just for sexual purposes. 」
  -Solaris- / 3y 99d 6h 5m 36s
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The red-haired man stared at the home he’d left what seemed like a lifetime ago. The castle was large and imposing, and he felt more threatened being in the mere presence of the building than he ever had in the presence of anyone who might wish to do him harm. The thought of Reishia’s angry face made his stomach turn with anticipation, and as the two of them set foot on the royal grounds, he hesitantly followed Alois like a scolded child. His head turned down and slender fingers tugged at unruly rouge locks.

His gait was broken by a force that caused him to be unbalanced. He reached out to grasp onto whoever- or whatever- had knocked him off his feet. “Ooph,” He groaned- letting out a hiss of pain as he found himself on the ground. That one pale colored eye looked up- brows furrowed in confusion and slight anger at being knocked to the ground so suddenly. Though, the anger was soon replaced with embarrassment and relief. She’d been younger when he had left before, but it was unmistakably the face of his youngest sibling. “Wow, when did you grow up so fast?” Reiley let out a small laugh at his own bad joke- wincing yet again at her accusing words. He had been stupid, and he knew it, but that didn’t mean that those words stung him any less. “I’m sorry,” He sighed. “I hope you can forgive me. I didn’t want anyone to come after me when I left. I just wanted to not be such an embarrassment, and so I left without saying goodbye.”

Slowly, he pulled himself to his feet- pulling Reishia up along with him. He wrapped both arms around her tightly. “I’m really sorry, Shia.” His words were quiet- only meant for her though there remained an audience of servants and siblings around them. “Let me clean up a bit, and I promise I’ll tell you everything. I’d rather not have an audience, so we can take a walk around the garden. I’m sure that you can tell whoever is keeping an eye on you that you’d prefer some alone time.” He pressed the pad of his index finger against her nose lightly.

How to explain to her that he’d done some questionable things, and that he was in very hot water with pretty much every one of the unified kingdoms. He found it quite sad how quickly he’d gone from nothing but confidence in his abilities to a puddle of anxiety finding whatever courage he had to work up what to say to his sibling. “You shouldn’t be out here without protection though. You know you’ll burn.” Reiley chided her with a slight smile before he made his way into the castle.

Years had passed, and the castle had changed significantly in his absence, but he found the small space that had been his room when he called himself a Guo. The clothes that hung in the closet were a far cry from what he was used to wearing; they were far more fancily tailored than the outfit he wore- which was much better suited to sailing and navigation than a suit. Though, he supposed he should at least pretend. “Just like old times,” The male mumbled to himself- leaving the room as he adjusted the tight cuffs of his attire.

He returned to the foyer where there was still a collection of people around- namely servants. Alois had disappeared sometime in the time it’d taken to take a bath. Not that Reiley cared what Alois did in the first place as Alois wasn’t his first priority. ]]
  |- ♘ -| / -Solaris- / 3y 104d 14h 34m 16s
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