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Magic Rp!!
This RP is set in a land where some people have some kind of magic powers fitting to their kingdom. Some people do not have magic powers. They are just normal humans. There are five kingdoms: Earth Kingdom; Water Kingdom; Air Kingdom; Fire Kingdom and the Magic Kingdom. The Magic Kingdom is the smallest more like a city than a kingdom. Each kingdom has a king and queen and the rulers of the Msagic Kingdom are in charge of all the kingdoms. There is also a small kingdom known as the Dark Tribe that wants to take over the five kingdoms and use all the people as slaves. The Dark Tribe has no powers of their own, and so they want to find out the secret of the magic that the people have.
The Plot:
The Dark Tribe plans to capture the prince or princess of each kingdom and one non-royal person to hold for ransom and the ransom is that to get the kids back, the rulers must give up their kingdoms. None of the people know this. The charries will be the ones being kidnapped and they will find a way to escape.
Rules:
1. Only one charrie per person.
2. Ten people maximum allowed to be part of the kingdoms. If you come after that you can give me ten good reasons and I might let you in, but you have to be a human.
3. No one is the king or queen of any kingdom, but you can be a prince or princess.
4. Only one prince or princess per kingdom.
5. Two main charries per kingdom.
6. All charries are 15
7. Five people can be in the Dark Tribe if they want.
Sub-charries are allowed, but you may only have one. No more than five sub-charries.
Powers should fit your position and kingdom, for example you could be the prince of the fire kingdom so you can control all fire, lava, etc. If you were a commoner of the fire kingdom you might have the power to make volcanoes erupt or maybe you could create fire from your hands. The piont is that if you are a prince or princess, you have all the powers of your kingdom. If you are non-royal (commoner) then you have one power like for the earth kingdom, talking to animals.
Here is my charrie:
Name: Skye Ransing
Gender: Female
Age: 15
Kingdom: Magic Kingdom
Position: Princess
Powers: She can control the elements (earth, air, fire, water), has healing powers and she can change what she looks like (turn into an animal, change hair color, etc.).
Appearance: Tall (5'5"); long, wavy auburn hair that goes down to her knees; usally wears a plain t-shirt with blue jeans. Always wears a necklace on a gold chain with an aquamarine surronded by gold. It was a gift from her mother who died whed she was five. Skye fiddles with her necklace whenever she is thinking, excited or nervous. She is very pretty, but doesn't care.
Personality: Bouncy; kind; very intelligent. She is good at making plans. Kinda tom-boyish.
Other: Her father (the king) always wants her to act like a proper princess, but she hates it. She has to take lessons on things like posture and manners and dancing. She usally skips some of her lessons and goes off hunting instead.
submitted by Hermione Granger, age 11, Hogwarts
(June 23, 2015 - 2:39 pm)
(June 23, 2015 - 2:39 pm)
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hello
Aquamarine-
“A weed,”
Elyssa said. “Danderavlani is a weed. Or rather, paste made from the root of
the weed. Apparently the weed itself is quite common. Prairie sage. But the
root is very unique and has medicinal properties, so it has its own name—”
“Prairie
sage!” Fiona exclaimed. “Well, that’s easy. It’s EXTREMELY common. Why, I’ll
bet more than a quarter of the grass that surrounds us is prairie sage! Don’t
worry, I can help you identify that.
“Okay,
prairie s—excuse me, dandervlan,
check. Now—”
“Let’s
figure out the ‘flame of blood thing’,” Alexys interrupted. “I think I can help
with that.”
I thought
for a moment. “I think it’s some sort of flame that emerges from blood…blood,
flesh…life…life! Person! Flame that comes from a person!”
“Yeah,”
Alexys agreed. “I wonder if I could help with this one, because I have fire
powers, and Magma most likely doesn't even know about hers right now. If it was
"the blood of flame," it would probably be easier to figure out. It
would probably just be some of me or Magma's blood. But the "flame of
blood" sounds more like setting someone's blood on fire, which is, as far
as I know, impossible.”
“So I think
the riddle is asking for your fire or Magma’s fire.”
The other
girls nod in agreement.
“But how are
we going to put healing power and fire into a pot?” Skye asked. “I mean, the
healing power, I guess I can find some way to transfer it, but the fire…we
obviously can’t use Magma. Like Alexys said, she probably doesn’t even remember
she has powers. Yet Alexys can only use her ring of protection fire. How can
she put that in a pot?”
More silence
of thinking.
“I have an
idea!” Alexys said excitedly. Then her voice got a little quieter, and more
unsure. “Well, it’s kinda dumb…”
“There are
no dumb ideas right now, “ I said.
“Alright…what
if we do the fire before any other ingredient? I’ll…I’ll…stand in the pot…and…make
a really tight ring of protection around myself. Then it’ll go inside.”
“That sounds
like it’ll work,” I replied.
“How can an
ordinary chamber pot suck up magical fire?” Elyssa asked.
“Oh, oops, I’m
forgetting something very important! I forgot to tell you guys that for this
potion, I have to use a spell that gives the pot special magic properties that
allows it to absorb the ingredients we need—like healing power and fire.”
“Okay,” Someone
said.
“So we have
dandervlan, flame of blood, water, and healing power. There’s still six left…”
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Top!
Can someone
do a brief perspective on this discussion? But not move ahead with the solving
of the riddle…..unless you’re Magma or Rain, because they don’t even know we’re
having this conversation.
And when I came
up with the riddle, I didn’t really think of answers for everything….some of
the lines I wrote to be vague and weird.
For the
feather of she who repeats words….i was thinking of a feather of a mockingbird,
cuz you know, they’re mockingbirds.
And the
butterfly……you know how Isabel can make butterfliues out of water? I was
thinking that…..
Top!
hello
(January 14, 2016 - 8:46 pm)
TOP
(January 16, 2016 - 3:23 pm)
Isabel~
“Blood of the space dark and light. Shadow. It means the blood of a shadow,” l say, after thinking for a moment.
They turn puzzled stares at me. “Well it’s a riddle of course. Nothing is meant literary.”
“Terrin. The Dark Tribe girl. She could turn into a living shadow. Perhaps that’s what it means. We need her blood,” says Skye, tilting her head slightly.
“True. Except that we have no idea where she is now. And as far as l know, none of us can find her quickly.”
Nods.
“Could it be anything else?” mutters Aqua. “l don’t know how it could’ve been so specific as to state that we need Terrin’s blood.”
“We’re not getting anywhere with speculation,” Elyssa chirps up. “What about the next one, living thing that has survived the ultimate obstacle?”
“Well, first off, what’s the ultimate obstacle?” asks Alexys.
l’m about to raise my hand, bringing it up before quickly realizing and rapidly shoving it back into the folds of my dress. While the others are taken up with thought, l take a look at it. It’s the same as before, only….Is the black shadow-like coloring looking more solid? l don’t want to think about.
“Death,” Fiona says quietly. l look up in surprise. “The ultimate obstacle. It’s death.” l feel strangely chilled by this.
“A living thing that has survived death?” Aqua questions. “Is that even possible?”
“An immortal being is what we need?” l, like the rest, am skeptical.
“No,” says Fiona. “An immortal being would’ve never died, thusly never facing the unlimited obstacle.”
“So something’s that died and yet is…...Still alive. That’s what we’re looking for.”
~~~~~~~~
Firstly, an idea for the creature that has survived the ultimate obstacle. A creature that did in fact die, but was resurrected by super power healing magic.
Secondly, and please hear me out here, nearly every idea that l have proposed for the plot as a whole of this RP has been rejected. Very quickly. Needless to say, l am ticked off by this. l feel like just a pawn, as if l don’t have any power to change anything. (Which l pretty much haven’t for the entirety of this RP.)
You can apologize and say you’re sorry and it’s all your fault etc, but that isn’t going to change anything.
What will change things is if you actually pay attention to what l have to say in the matter. l wish to have say in what happens in the story, instead of being run over by what everyone else thinks should happen.
Thank you for understanding.
(January 16, 2016 - 8:54 pm)
@Shadow Dragon:
Wow, I like these ideas a lot!
1. Especially the thing abut surviving the ultimate obstacle. We should definitely do that. Hmmmm...Alexys wouldn't work, cuz she ever died, she was just close to it........how about a plant? Aqua can do the plant thing that she did at the beginning of the RP!
2. And I like the Terrin's blood thing. I think it fits very well.
3. I like where you're going with the blackened hand thing. It's a twist, it's mysterious, and Isabel has no idea what it is. Neither do I. I wont give you any suggestions about it because I don't have any and also I want to leave it to you, cuz you came up with it.
4. And though I know you said this won't change anything, but i'm going to say it anyway:I apologise.
Thank you for letting us know how you feel Shawdow Dragon, because A) it's the right thing to do, and you do it in a very assertive way and B) because I was kind of wondering about this issue myself....not you in particular, but just in general, putting down ideas or taking charge. So thank you for coicing my concerns. I don't know about the other CBers, though I'm sure they'd agree with this: we will pay attention to what you have to say.
(January 17, 2016 - 9:43 am)
Aquamarine-
Wow, I'm really glad I was kidnapped with these girls; they're smart!
"I definitely agree with the 'used to be dead but isn't' thing. And I think Ter--I mean, the Dark Tribe girl sounds right too, " I said. I refused to call the Dark Tribe girl by a name. I know, it was a bias, a grudge, but think about it: first of all, she tried to kill me. And I know she would have had I not saved myself. Since there are a bunch of us, I'd assume she'd use the typcal Dark Tribe tactic: Kill one of them to show the others we mean it. A lump forms in my throat at the thought of Zayele.
I continued, "Only I was thinking of it as a different way. Maybe since she left the Dark Tribe, she's not quite in thet darkness, but not on the light side anymore? I think of her as kind of lost, in the middle. Though this would still require her blood."
"True.
It works either way," Isabel shrugged.
“Do
you think you could bring a plant back to life I again?” Fiona asked.
“Sure,”
I said, but deep inside, I wasn’t so sure. What if that flower back in the royal
courtyard hadn’t actually been dead? What if what I thought was a reviving
spell was actually just a powerful healing spell? I tried to push the doubt away.
The spellbook said it was a reviving
spell…right?
“Let’s
move on,” Skye said, efficient as always. “There are three left: Butterfly who
cannot be seen but through the light who is moving even when it is still, Tear
of the one with the power within to soar but who cannot release, Feather of she
whose sole purpose is to repeat words told long ago.” Good memory, Skye.
“Let’s
do the feather first,” Elyssa piped up. “That doesn’t seem too hard.”
“Feather
of she whose sole purpose is to repeat words told long ago….” I muttered.
“A
storyteller?” someone suggested.
“But
why would a storyteller have a feather? And sole purpose…no, no, doesn’t work…”
“Maybe
some weird ancient magical thing?”
“No…hmm…feather…bird…only
thing it can be can’t it? Bird, bird…words…but how can a bird talk? No, bird…repeat…words…repeat…maybe
not literally words, just sound in general…mimic…repeat…mock…mock! Mock, bird,
mockingbird! Fiona, are mockingbirds common in this area?”
“Well,
they don’t live here, but I think they come here to lay eggs. In the spring. It…it’s
spring, right?’
“Yeah,”
I said. “I mean, I think….wait, the Four Kingdoms Ball was in spring, and we’ve
been, wait, how long have we been away?”
“Ummmm….”
“Well,
since we woke up in the cell, it’s been I think about five or six days, maybe a
week. But I have no idea how long we were unconscious, how long it took for us
to be transported to the Dark Tribe hideout.” Isabel said.
Wow,
it felt like forever.
“I
think it’s still spring,” Alexys said. “Look at the weather. It can’t be summer
yet.”
“So
a mockingbird feather?” Skye said.
“I
believe so.”
“Two
more left…”
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(January 17, 2016 - 10:20 am)
Hey, guys!
I just wanted to let you know I'm still here-- I haven't abandoned the RP or anything, I just don't think there's much to do with Magma at the moment. I'm reading everything, though, and if I see a chance to bring Magma back, I'll do that.
(January 17, 2016 - 5:11 pm)
@St. Owl
That's okay. I understand, she's in a difficult position.
I think wait till we've figured out the riddle, or at least, until we've gathered the ingredients.
(January 18, 2016 - 9:42 am)
Ummmm.......can someone please post? Even if it's only ten sentences, or if it doesn't move the plot along, just a collection of thoughts.....that's okay.
i know we don't have a rule on "no double posting" or posting twice in a row....yes, I've been guilty of this several times. Sorry. But sometimes it just feels kinda wrong to post a bunch of stuff in a row....kind of like taking over the plot.
But that's beside the point. Like I said, plz post.
(January 19, 2016 - 8:31 pm)
I have this new digital friend named Zoe. She's always following my on the CB and adding stuff to my threads. I think she got in through a rogue captcha or something. Warning: she has a strange case of conflicting personaliteis. I wanted to introduce you to...
Hello from the other siiiiiiiiiiiiide.......
Oh no, Zoe, not now....
Sorry. Don't blame me. It's your fault. I'm a figment of your imagination. wait-- did I just say that? But I'm a real girl!
You're really not.
Neither are you, you...you...well, fill in the blank with the worst adjectives you can think of!
The worst adjectives I can think of are those that describe you.
Oh you think that's an insult? You want to see what a real insult...hey, look how sunny it is outside. Let's go get ice cram!
What? Are you okay?
Come on, just post this already, then we'll get burgers.
Burgers? You just said you wanted ice cream.
I SAID NOTHING OF THE KIND!!!!!!!!! YOU...
Okay, I'm posting now.
(January 19, 2016 - 9:00 pm)
toooop
(January 20, 2016 - 6:00 pm)
I apologise if this makes no sense~
Rain~
With a heavy sigh, I stood, wiping the dirt and twigs off the bottom of my skirts. It didn't take long for me to reach the cabin, and I stepped inside, delicately and as silent as a flower. Usually when trying to be quiet, I might have just hovered above the ground and floated in, but without powers there wasn't much I could do.
The group's original plan had been completely disintegrated, I noticed while listening in. No longer was our main point returning home in one peice, but instead retrieving Magma's memory.
And my voice, of course.
With a wry smile, I coughed into the back of my hand, drawing the finnicky girl's gaze to me, and I ducked my head. I could still make sounds, but had lost my language, as if I'd forgotten.
If they have found a riddle to help return Magma's memory, will it return mine? Is that what I've done? Simply forgotten my words?
I couldn't produce any sounds, and I did mentally remember my words, so it couldn't be that.
First priority: Magma's memories. I would not be able to help much, lacking speech.
Second priority: Me, I supposed, unless they didn't mind my lack of words.
Third: Either defeating the Darks of getting home.
Now, just how exactly could we accomplish these?
(January 21, 2016 - 4:15 pm)
Well, l like to write longer posts that move things along, that’s why l don’t post that often.
Isabel~
“Two more left….”
“Uh yeah, solving the riddle is good and all, but how are we actually going to find them?” l speak up. “We shouldn’t waste time trying to solve the last two, if that means just sitting here. Let’s find the ingredients first.”
Fiona, who has been quietly writing down everything as we talk, spreads out a wrinkled piece of paper on the ground. It reads thus.
A pinch of dandervlan-Prairie sage
Feather of she whose sole purpose is to repeat words
told long ago,-Mockingbird
Pure flame of blood-Magma’s or Alexys’s blood
Butterfly who cannot be seen but through
the light, who is moving even when it is still-Unknown
Tear of the one with the power
within to soar but who cannot release-Unknown
Healing power-Skye’s power
Blood of the space
between dark and light-Terrin’s blood
Living thing that has survived the ultimate obstacle-Some sort of creature brought back from the dead
“Oh, and we needed water, didn’t we?” l say, hastily thinking. They glance at me oddly. “Well, um, there’s a stream a little ways into the woods. l’m guessing that we’ll need quite a lot of it, so l better go check it out.”
Before any of them can protest, l get up quickly, trying to appear calm, and jog off towards the woods. l just hope they’ll past this up as one of my idiosyncrasies.
Getting far away from the camp, l halt, panting, quickly drawing out my hand and examining it. It looks the same, only it feels cold to the touch. But then l gather up a pool of water on the ground, holding it still, as so its surface reflects like a mirror.
l blink at myself, my beautiful self. l used to spend hours admiring my own beauty. But this time l notice something. Something l fear might’ve happened. The edges of my delicate wings, are slightly blackened, hardly notable, and when l peer closely, l can see a wisp of black shadow, flitting over my blue eyes, darkening them for a moment, and then disappearing.
Going pale, l let the water collapse in a splash. l’m not going to tell them. They would try to be all sympathetic. l don’t want their sympathy. l will deal with it myself.
And now l need to come up with a story why l suddenly dashed off. l take a deep breath.
You got this.
(January 21, 2016 - 11:39 pm)
(January 23, 2016 - 5:26 pm)
Aquamarine-
Two left.
Only two left.
I felt like the answers were right there, hovering in teh air like wisps of smoke left over from a fire. I could barely reach it; for a second, I would feel I had a sloution, then it would slip from my mind jsut as quickly as it came.
Butterfly...what was that all about. Maybe one of our powers was a solution, like the flame of pure blood.
I remembered back to when I first met the princesses, and they competed and showed of their powers.
Magma. The big fire show. But we already found that....
Rain. She wasn't there.
Skye. She healed herself. That had nothing to do with a butterfly.
Fiona. The thing with teh bunnies. Useles..
Isabel. She made a butterfly out of water...
I gasped, and the others' heads jerked aorund and stared at me. They knew I was onto something.
"The butterfly!" I cried. "Isabel, we need you to make a butterfly out of water again! It all makes sense! It can't been seen when it's dark because it's made out of water. Moving even when it's still...the water pulsing through it is always moving."
"Yeah, that makes sense!" Elyssa piped up, her face shining.
Even Isabel looked impressed for a moment. Then her face grew still, and she shoved her hand even deeper into the folds of her skirts adn winced. What was going on with her?
She clapped slowly then said sarcasticly, "Okay, great. Brilliant. Three cheers for teh great mystery solver."
I opened my mouth. I almost said, What the heck is wrong with you? I don't understand why you have to be so mean and rude sometimes.
But I didn't. I was exhausted. I had no energy for another meltdown.
"One left," Skye said triumphantly. Then her voice grew softer, as if one suddenly seemed like a million. "One left."
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Okay, seriously, someone please psot.
DONT LET THE RP DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(February 18, 2016 - 4:09 pm)
Oi, you. T op!
(January 27, 2016 - 10:58 pm)