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NEW RP THAT REALLY SHOULD HAVE A NAME BUT DOESN'T*
In the middle of nowhere, Virginia, there is a small town. This town isn't known to anyone at all except the relatives of the people who live there. It has enough children that there's a school and a library, but otherwise you have to drive to the nearest town to pick up mail, put money in your bank account, etc. There's a nice family-owned grocery store that contains what you need but not exotics, so shopping sprees are rather common. It's a sleepy place, where dogs are let out into subarban yards for the day and you drive everywhere. This town is called Cardinal Valley.
It's also one of the most dangerous places in the world.
The library mentioned earlier has been closed for years, maybe even a decade. This is because there is a book-- one book-- that, when opened, will transfer an innocent reader away to another place, another world. The librarian once found this book, and was able to return by looking into its pair in the other world. However, no one knows where this twin is. Nobody knows the name of the book, either, or even really believes the legend. But because you are a reader and have privledges, the name of the book is Cardinal Valley.
This book, as has been said, transfers you to an alternate dimension. This world is in chaos. It has a king, but his territory stretches for so far he does not know where to start. This king is missing the vital point of a monarch: the ability to make descisions. So while he dithers about on his throne, his world falls into insanity.
This world is called Cardinal Valley.
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In this RP, you can be a resident of the sleepy town Cardinal Valley or the chaotic realm Cardinal Valley. I would prefer that the book transport goes one way only: to the chaotic kingdom.
If you come from the sleepy town, you should at some point be transported to the other Cardinal Valley. When this happens, one of three things can occur. The first is that you are suddenly found alone, with no idea where you are. The second is that you suddenly find yourself with a new breed of civilization, where they believe you have existed there since birth and you are known to people. If this happens, you can become another creature. The third is that you come to the new Cardinal Valley and forget about your own sleepy town, instead remembering a life here, while no one else knows who you are except others who have suffered the same fate. You slowly remember your own life.
If you come from the chaotic realm, you can be anything you want. This Cardinal Valley is fantasy medieval (the other is present day), so there are sprites, mages, and anything else you can think of. The one thing you CANNOT be are the king and queen, who can be god-modded by anyone.
A couple more rules. Firstly, no Mary Sues or Alpha Males. Make sure your character is well-developed and avoiding stereotypes-- mischievious, powerful fairies are fun to play but tiresome. Secondly, make sure you are dedicated to this RP, as I would like it to finish. Thirdly, please avoid god-modding as much as possible. A conversation is all well and good, but definitely no major descision-making and NO winning a fight/killing another character without consultation. Fourth, you may have two charries maximum. If you do, it would be best if they were from different worlds and were different genders. And lastly, please make sure to double-check your grammar, spelling, and punctuation. Minor mistakes are perfectly all right, but it's very difficult when every other word is misspelled or the writer doesn't know their three "there"'s. I recommend Googling the word if you're not sure of the spelling-- that's what I usually do.
As I'm driving home tomorrow, I'll get online when I'm there and see how many people want to join. From there I may say that there's the perfect amount and no one else may join, I may say that there are too many people and I'll have to deny some entrance, or I'll say there are too few people and I'll give it a little longer. ONCE THE RP STARTS, NO ONE MAY JOIN.
Here's the charrie sheet.
Name:
Age:
Where they're from:
Species (if chaotic):
Rank/Occupation:
Appearance:
Personality:
Backstory:
Other:
My charries:
Name: Amelia Williams (hush. I know. Don't say it), Melia for short
Age: 13
Where they're from: Sleepy Cardinal Valley
Rank/Occupation: Not applicable
Appearance: No, she's not Scottish, I am creative. Melia is in fact slightly German, with a faint accent. She has dark brown hair in pigtail braids and grey-blue eyes. She has a few freckles, tanned light skin, and is about average height, usually wearing shin-length pants and t-shirts with no text (parents' rules).
Personality: Melia is an average student, although very curious. She wants to be a scientist when she grows up, and especially study animals. She enjoys reading nonfiction but likes a good story. A very outdoor person, Melia bikes, swims, runs, and jumpropes, but is best at running-- there's going to be an afterschool track program in school next year, and her name was first on the list. She's the type to wait for someone to approach, have them start the conversation, and then she'll keep it going for hours. Melia's a dedicated, don't-give-up-on-your-dream sort of person, and very peppy. She also likes to stay up late.
Backstory: Melia's grandparents on her father's side are fully German, but her mother's line is American very far back. Her parents moved to Cardinal Valley when she was three, and she can't remember anything about where they lived before (Richmond).
Other: Not applicable
Name: Peter Capaldi (I know. Hush.), nicknamed Petey
Age: 11
Where they're from: Chaotic Cardinal Valley
Species: Human
Rank/Occupation: Prince
Appearance: Not Scottish. Quit thinking so low of me. He has mousy brown hair which is always messy and chocolate brown eyes. His skin is very pale, as he spends most of his time inside. Petey is slightly short for his age and wears clothes appropriate to his rank.
Personality: Petey is an introvert. He prefers finding a silent corner to himself and reading to partying in the ballroom. He has very high expecations for anything anybody does, including himself, and finds fictional writings childish, instead reading non-fiction, particularly history, quenching his thirst for knowledge. Although royal, Petey is used to taunting and merely turns away from it. He speaks often, but mostly to criticize. When one tells him he's annoying, he tells them that they should watch their low-class filthy tongues before he threw them to the gallows, even if it was a sibling speaking. They would laugh; he would turn away, head high, although secretly insulted.
Backstory: Petey is the fifth child of the royal family, and therefore will probably end up being a duke or earl, but definitely not king. He has one older sister and three older brothers, plus a few younger siblings, even a baby (note: you may play any of these, although I'm not sure why you'd want to be a baby). He grew up in the castle and rarely left it, spending most of his time with tutors or alone.
Other: Not applicable
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*If it was called "Cardinal Valley", I am afraid that we would all be teleported to a chaotic fantasy realm, which I am sure none of us want.
submitted by St.Owl, age Recarnated, Everywhere
(August 12, 2016 - 6:15 pm)
(August 12, 2016 - 6:15 pm)
Hi! I'd love to join, but I may be delayed with the start of the RP, because I am currently on vacation.
Name: Avery Dicalister
Age: 13
Where they're from: Sleepy Cardinal Valley
Rank/Occupation: Assistant Librarian
Appearance: Dark skin, frizzy short hair (black), brown eyes, dark green glasses. Usually seen in a graphic T-Shirt and jeans, always wears red sneakers.
Personality: Not the sort of person that you'd want to walk up to and talk to, but is nice when you get to know her. Can usually be found reading a book.
Backstory: Avery grew up with her mother in Cardinal Valley. She hasn't been anywhere else ecxept for a couple of visits to New York City to see family. She has two friends in Cardinal Valley: Shaden and Max Adams (brothers) who live next door to her.
Other: Enjoys basketball, but Sleepy Cardinal Valley doesn't offer a basketball team.
(August 14, 2016 - 8:57 am)
Wow! This sounds cool1 I'd love to play, if that's okay.
Name: Skye B.
Age: 14
Where they're from: Sleepy Cardinal Valley
Species: Human
Rank/Occupation: High School student
Appearence: Long, wavy black hair with a white streak down the left side. She was born with it and it has served her very well going as Anna for halloween. She always braids the white streak. Tan skin, gray eyes, lots of freckles. She's on the skinnier side, but not stick-thin.
Personality: Insecure, very mistrusting of people. She jumps at sudden noises when she's stressed. she doesn't have meny friends- a few, but none that are, like, BFFs since they were born or anything. She usually just stays out of problems and drama, on the sidelines waiting for people to calm down.
Backstory: She was adopted from China when she was six. Her parents left her on the doorstep of the orphanage. That's why she doesn't usually trust people, because she's worried that they'll leave her too.
Other: Uuuuuh. . . nothing else.
(August 14, 2016 - 11:46 am)
Nice to see you back!
(August 14, 2016 - 6:15 pm)
Okay, THAT IS IT! This RP has started-- no one else may join. If you posted after TARDISrider but before me, I apologize, you can't join.
Amelia~
There's a woods near my house I like going into.
It's almost fairy-tale perfect. The trees stretch upward, oaks and beeches, and a blanket of leaves covers the floor. There are birds everywhere; the sun shines between cracks in the branches. I go there almost every day, mostly to birdwatch. I have a pair of binoculars I use, even a journal, a reference book, and a favorite place to sit.
Today, though, there are no birds. The sun is shining with an intense heat, especially to me, wearing a (very) light sweater, long pants, and boots (poison ivy/oak protection). I'm soon sweating like mad and decide to call it a day.
I don't understand, though. Why are there no birds? There are absolutely no calls. No chica dee-dee-dee-dees, no drills from a woodpecker. They're gone.
I tell my parents; they laugh and say maybe the birds think it's too hot to be out. I didn't think they would take it seriously-- I probably wouldn't, if someone told me all the birds had vanished. Instead, I decide to run.
Running is my second favorite thing behind birdwatching. The school even decided to make a track team, probably because I've badgered so many of my friends to go on runs with me and they noticed, and I'll be doing that next year. Even though they can't really afford to make an official track to run on, and we definitely won't be competing, I think it will be fun.
My family lives on the edge of town, and I run towards the center. Barely anyone is outside, and I don't blame them. I start to wish for a bottle of water.
I decide to take a break in front of the library. Then I notice the lights are on. Someone's moving about inside, probably about my age, with dark frizzy hair. Maybe an assistant librarian? That can mean only one thing: the library's reopening. Right now, all I can think is air conditioning. I shove open one of the glass doors and walk inside.
(August 14, 2016 - 4:34 pm)
Skye~
I flip my black hair over my shoulder, running my white braid through my fingers. My grey eyes flicker over the page of my book. I wish that the characters would stop acting stupid and avoid the creepy house. Why are they going towards the house? They went into the house. Ugh, there goes Jacob.
I snap the book shut and glance up. It seems unusally quit today, even for Cardinal Valley. My parents are inside the house watching a football game. I decided to come out onto the porch swing and read. I shade my eyes and squint at the library. I can see it pretty well from our house. If it had been open, I would probably walk there all the time and spend my days reading. But no such luck. Somebody (too far away to see who) sprints up to the door. She leans against the wall, glances through a window and walks inside.
I stare. But. . . that thing's been closed for years! Decades, maybe. If it had reopened, surely there would've been something in our small town newspaper that I flick through every morning. Curious, Ipoke my head inside, tell my parents I'm going for a walk, and start off.
I push open the glass door. Deliciously cool AC washes over me, clearing any thought of summer days. The books neatly line the shelves as though they'd never been rotting for years in the same spot. I turn and see Amelis Williams gulping down water from the drinking fountain. She turns to see me and waves, smiling. I wave back hesitantly before turning and hurrying down one aisle.
Interesting titles, nothing I've really heard of. I stop and stare at a ruby red hardcover book with swoopy gold lettering adorning the spine: Cardinal Valley.
I frown. Is this a history of our town? Past mayors or something? Chronology? Our town doesn't seem very book-worthy, much less swoopy-gold-lettering worthy. I pull the book off the shelf and am about to open it when the door slams open again.
(August 14, 2016 - 8:23 pm)
Klyn-Ezra was dead. The falling battlement made sure of that. Wynnasill and her men had charged at the castle. They had hurled rocks and explosives from trebuchets, and the walls had crumpled as if they were cards. Avin-Avina was gone, and Selena had hurt her leg.
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The woods were dark, and Elysia was angry. How dare those inquisitor mutts act like that. Her hands burned with a white and blue flame.
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Captain Wynnesaill stabbed the WarBlade of the vampyre warrior into the table. The king backed up. Wynnesaill threw the front of Alexander’s chestplate on top of the ephemeral blade.
“You,” She growled. “King. I have lost good men. Good men will never see their families again. But it is done. I have killed the vampyres.”
(August 14, 2016 - 9:40 pm)
Copy/Paste malfunction. Sorry.
(August 15, 2016 - 10:09 am)
~Anna
I cradle my baby sister Clara in my arms, singing softly to her. Next to Petey, she is my favorite sibling, and I'm glad to be taking care of her. I think I'm her favorite sibling. At first, she stares up at me, but then her chocolatey brown eyes close and she's asleep. I gently set her down in her crib and run out to find Petey.
I search the library first, and he's there, reading a book in a corner like always. I sigh. I wish he played with me more. Why did he always have to be so... alone? I creep up to him, and shake his shoulder, "Petey! Can you play with me?"
He doesn't look up from his book, but shakes his head, "Go away, Anna," He grumbles.
"Please? Just for a bit?" I whine, making puppy dog eyes. It's really boring today, and it's too hot to play outside.
"Go away!"
I sigh, and walk out of the library, back to Clara's room, where she's sleeping. The castle feels so sleepy today, and quiet. Even the mischeivous twins, Jack and Jessie, aren't playing their usual pranks on us. I wish they would. That would be more fun than just watching Clara sleep.
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Can later in the story Petey start to open up to Anna a bit more?
(August 14, 2016 - 11:54 pm)
~Anna
I cradle my baby sister Clara in my arms, singing softly to her. Next to Petey, she is my favorite sibling, and I'm glad to be taking care of her. I think I'm her favorite sibling. At first, she stares up at me, but then her chocolatey brown eyes close and she's asleep. I gently set her down in her crib and run out to find Petey.
I search the library first, and he's there, reading a book in a corner like always. I sigh. I wish he played with me more. Why did he always have to be so... alone? I creep up to him, and shake his shoulder, "Petey! Can you play with me?"
He doesn't look up from his book, but shakes his head, "Go away, Anna," He grumbles.
"Please? Just for a bit?" I whine, making puppy dog eyes. It's really boring today, and it's too hot to play outside.
"Go away!"
I sigh, and walk out of the library, back to Clara's room, where she's sleeping. The castle feels so sleepy today, and quiet. Even the mischeivous twins, Jack and Jessie, aren't playing their usual pranks on us. I wish they would. That would be more fun than just watching Clara sleep.
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Can later in the story Petey start to open up to Anna a bit more?
(August 14, 2016 - 11:55 pm)
Avery~
As suddenly as I have something to do this summer, I feel even lonlier than ever. Although I am not bored as an assistant librarian, I wish that I didn't have to be shelving musty books in a musty building that hasn't been opened in decades. There aren't even any other librarians except for the old lady at the desk. She was the one who thought that people might actually want to come to this library. I'm an assistant librarian because I think I'd be the only one. My mistake for the time being, these books are so dusty!
Just as soon as I've shelved the last book on one shelf, I see the girl with the white braid come in. I smile and wave, but she doesn't see me, and goes off to find a book in the fiction section. As per usual, nobody really notices me, and I'm ok with that. Usually I'm with Shaden and Max, the brothers who taught me how to play basketball.
As I'm starting another shelf, the girl with the white braid stands up to find another book. At the same time, another girl walks in, sweaty from running. I hear that the school in town is going to start up a Track & Field because of her and her friend's intent on running. I wish that there were more people who were interested in basketball, so that I could have the same privlilege that she has. Unfortunatley, the only people I know who have any interest in basketball at all are Shaden, Max, and I. Shaden and Max don't even go to school, they're homeschooled.
I am thrust from my thoughts when my mind tells me there is something to observe. Yes, I am like Harreit the Spy in ways. When bordem gets the best of me, and Shaden and Max are doing something else, I have taken to observe things. I know most people in this town, but next to none of them know me. I'm ok with that.
All I observe is that these two (the runner and the girl with the white braid) are friends, and that the girl with the white braid had dropped the book she was holding. When they left, I go to pick it up and put it back on the shelf. The cover is red, with gold printing titled 'Cardinal Valley'. Maybe a history of the town? I think to myself. I decide to read it later, and put it back on the shelf. Back to the lonely booksheves. I think again for the seventh time today.
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Well, that was a bit slow-going, but I hope once people have started leaving into the book, I can get more ideas.
Cameron says mnye. Do you want mayonaise, Cameron?
(August 15, 2016 - 1:48 pm)
Sallie~
I walked into the library around closing time, inhaling deeply. Unlike most people, I loved the smell of musty old books. When I was younger, I called it 'the scent of adventure.' Reflecting on that, I realized how true that was. Exhaling, I jogged to the fiction area. There was a girl, scowling in the aisle. I didn't expect her, and bumped into her.
"Oh! Sorry!" I whispered. I held out my hand and she stood up.
”It's fine." She said, slightly glumly. I nodded and watched her exit the aisle. There were lots of pretty books. I loved red, and tried to read all books with red covers. Odd, I know but it's me. But there was one on the shelf I didn't recognize. I took it off the shelf.
Cardinal Valley.
That seemed like a non-fiction book, so I brought it to the desk. The kindly old librarian looked scared when she saw the book, and hurriedly took it from me. I stared at my hand, stunned, but walked off. I'd be back the next day.
(August 16, 2016 - 8:45 am)
I don't think I'll be able to do this. Sorry St.
(August 15, 2016 - 1:44 pm)
I'm not posting yet because I'm waiting for the RP to move into Chaotic Cardinal Valley. Once that happens, I'll definitely start posting. :)
(August 16, 2016 - 8:33 am)
Lash~
I slashed my whip down over the twig blight's face, making it his and recoil. Slowly, I drove it back into the woods, until it turned tail and ran.
"A job well done," I smiled to myself. I turned to the villagers who had gathered behind me. A little girl, braids askance, ran to me, arms outstretched.
I got down on one knee, ready to hug her, but like a dove shot from the air, she jerked back as her mother grabbed her, shrieking.
I sighed and stood up. I should have suspected.
The mayor walked forward and hesitantly handed me a bag of golden coins. I took it gruffly and stalked away.
The forest arched over my head, pressing in. I shuffled forward, whip at my side.
Abruptly a flash of light blinded me, and a figure tumbled through-
(August 16, 2016 - 9:28 am)
I actually have already started school, (and classes at the middle school start next week!) so if I don't post very much I'm sorry!
~ Jared
Rain. Great. I hop down from my position in a tree at the edge of the forest and plop down next to Ariana on the damp grass.
"Today'll be fun," she says, grinning at me from behind her curtain of long blonde hair. It's tangled, and unkempt, as she gave me the last ribbon we found for my own black hair. I scowl at her anayway. She's not the one who has to walk into town to try and snatch some food without anyone looking.
"See if you can grab some clothes too." She adds, pulling at her ragged, dirty clothes. "These are literally going to fall off soon."
"Fine," I say, standing up and bowing. "Anything else, oh great one?"
She laughs then, and I immediately feel better. Neither of us laugh very much. We never have, and it's my fualt... No. I won't think like that. Ariana could have stayed back in town, when they threw me out, but she didn't. She chose to come with me, to live the life of a fugitive with her brother. She doesn't even know why she has to live like this...
"Jared. Jaaaared." Ariana's peering curiously at me, like she always does when I drift off into my head.
"Yeah... Yeah, sorry." I shake my head and take a few steps out into the rainy field. "I'll be back in a couple hours."
As soon as Ariana's out of sight, I step back into the trees and change. I've always loved the feeling, being able to form yourself into whatever you wished, but it never gets old. This time, I become a stallion, pitch black with shining green eyes and a slightly too long balck mane. My hair and my eyes always stay the same, no matter what form I take.
After about 20 minutes of hard running (wait, galloping? Whatever), I arrive at the edge of town. In a flash, I turn back into myself. Clothes and food. Can't be too hard to find, right?
(August 16, 2016 - 3:20 pm)