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[alexvstheworld]

Єʌɛяʏ Ƙιиɢ∂σм Ħαƨ Ɩт'ƨ Ɖιятʏ Ĵσвƨ

Whether it's a small clean-up after cows stampeded across a small town, or a top-secret suicidal mission into an enemy kingdom to try and cause as much damage as possible. Either way, every kingdom needs to have some people in charge of these jobs. You, my friend, are one of those people.

Ɩт'ƨ Ʋρ Ƭσ Ƴσʋ, Δƨ Δи Δƨƨαƨƨιи, Ƭσ Ƭακɛ Ɔαяɛ Ѳғ Ƭнιиɢƨ

Yes, you are an assassin. Trained in the most cruel and heartless ways possible, you have been raised to believe it is your duty to protect your kingdom no matter what the cost is. Male or female, fairly young or old, you are feared and respected by all across your kingdom. Life is calm when theres no one on your target list, but most of the time you'll find a reason to spy on someone, to bring someone in for treason, to kill someone from an enemy kingdom. Yes, this is your merciless everyday life. And you've never found a reason to complain.

Ƭнαт Ɩƨ, Ʋитιℓ Иσω

Something's happened, something so horrible that it has made your life take a 360 degree turn. Maybe a loved one was killed, or you witnessed an injustice so horrible it has made you change. Of course, this event happened at the hands of none other than your kingdom, the kingdom you had sworn to defend with you very life. Ha, if they could see your loyalty now. It was left behind with your old life, your old identity, your old self, in your old kingdom. Now, as a rougue assassin, you make way to your enemy's kingdom, hoping to join their ranks and help them destroy your old home. That is until you realize there are others like you, all but too willing to destroy their own kingdom, too. The rulers that were in your most adored list are now, well, in none other than on your hit list.

˩ɛT Ƴσʋя Иɛω Ɯαя βɛɢιи!

[alexvstheworld]

Яʋℓɛƨ

|1| All of Tess' rules apply. C'mon, this one is obvious; don't follow them, and you are in danger of getting kicked out

|2| Star out cuss words. No major ones, and words like 'cr*p', 'sh*t' and 'hell' is ok.

|3| When talking OOC, use [] or {}. Saves a lot of confusion, eh?

|4| Correct grammar and punctuation. Minor mistakes are OK, but when I start seeing things like 'Were are you goin? Isint that toy theres?', I will begin my slow and painful demise.

|5| SemiLit+ Please, post at least a paragraph (7 lines, not senteces) WITH propper grammar and puntuation. I understand WB, who doesn't get it, but don't let it go too far. It becomes increasingly hard to respond to "Tony sat down because he was hungry".

|6| Don't fall for your own characters. Just... no.

|7| Read the tittle. Not only is it a medieval RP (So TRY to use a more propper English), it is also an assassin RP (So violence/weapons will be common) and to top it off, it is a romance RP (SO, kissy-kissy momments WILL occur (although hopefully, the RP won't be COMPLETLY about love) xD).

|8| Don't let the fighting get OUT of the fictional characters.

|9| Time-skip when necessary. When things get a little, well, carried away, or when you fall asleep, ect, nobody really wants to know exactly what happens xD. Take things to PM if you wish

|10| I'm in charge. If I think you aren't litterate enough, if you're being rude, if you don't follow the rules, I DO have the right to kick you out of the RP. If others complain about you (Guys, please he honest and PM me if you're feeling uncomfortable about something/someone), I will attempt to fix the problem. If its not resolved peacefully, there, unfortunately, will be concequences. Keep that in mind.

|10| Have fun!

Ǥɛиɛяαℓ Ƥℓσт

So, if you read the first post COMPLETLY, you will have a general idea of what I hope the RP will be about. There are 3 kingdoms, The Callais Kingdom, The Sparrow Kingdom and The Just Kingdom. They have been in rule for hundreds of years, always fighting against each other for more land, more power, or more riches. You are one of the many assassins that have lived before you, trained in the ways of evil and merciless combat. There are rooms filled with weapons at your disposal, leages of warriors waiting on your very word, a future life of riches and power. Why then, would you decide to go against the only home you've ever had? I'll tell you why; one day you witnessed something, the murder of a loved one or an act so unfair, it has twisted the way you see your kindom beyond repair. Suddenly, all the truths about your kingdom are revealed to your no-longer-blind eyes. You realized how wrong you'd been serving this attrocity. So you left, never to bow to your old king again.

As you made your way to a neighboring kingdom, you find others like you, assassins that have also seen the true colors of their rulers. Now, you have nowhere to go without finding more injustice, more horrible acts. But, you're also surrounded by people who share the same thoughts as you, and isin't that all that's needed to form a new government?

You and your fellow assassins join ranks, sharing all your knowledge on your old kingdom, planning new attacks, falling in love. Yes, in the midst of all this commotion, you have decided to share your pain with someone, to share you emotions, your deepest thoughts, with the person you'd never thought you'd see alive for too long. This is the start of a new life for you.

Ɔнαяαcтɛяƨ

The Callais Kingdom

Callains are of the more, well, creative nature, whether in their culinary techniches or in their unique torturing methods. Masters in the arts of knives and arrows, weak in stealth. Their area's colors are red and white. 'Tis not wise to cross them.


Character's Name|Age|Prefered Weapon(s)|Horse(?)|Status|Crush|Event|User
Whisper Eve Juniper|21|Knives, daggers and bow|Crooks|Single|None|Deciding|KilljoysRule
Damien|23|Swords, bow and arrow|Charger|Single|None|Friend's death|Glittermousebb

The Sparrow Kingdom

Their skies usually dark due to all the mountains around them, Sparrows' are more inclined to having cold, numb and dark personalities. Masters in the arts of katanas and stealth, weak in long-range combat. Their area's colors range from a dark blue to pitch black. 'Tis not wise to confront them.


Character's Name|Age|Prefered Weapon(s)|Horse(?)|Status|Crush|Event|User
Reserved for KilljoysRule, Male
Desiree 'Key' Jones|17|Scythes|Yukki|Single|Rayne|Horrible uprising|.Titanium.Lily.
Izak Enze Dyrkan|23|Long jagged swords|Hoshi|Single|None|Only love's death|Aniki

The Just Kingdom

Away from any mountains and valleys, the Justice's have happy and bright personalities. But unlike their open prairies, they have deep and disturbing secrets. Masters in the art of theivery and fire weapons, weak with close-range combat. Their area's colors are brown and green. 'Tis not wise to open them.


Character's Name|Age|Prefered Weapon(s)|Horse(?)|Status|Crush|Event|User
Salina Dracov|20|Twin blades, knives and poisons|Demi|Single|None|Young child's cold-blooded death|glittermousebb

There will only be 10 spots (2 of them are mine), a minimum of 2 assassins per kingdom and a maximum of 3 assassins per kingdom (Only one kingdom will have 4 assassins). At least 1 girl and 1 boy between the ages of 19-24 per kingdom, no more than 2 boys/girls per kingdom!

[alexvstheworld]

ƆнαяαcTɛя Ғσямƨ

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{WIP, so please bear with me }

{Ɯнιƨρɛя Єʌɛ Ĵʋиιρɛя}

~| Ƨcяαтcнιиɢ Ƭнɛ Ƨʋяғαcɛ |~


*|Иαмɛ|*
-- { Whisper Eve Juniper } --

*|Δɢɛ|*
-- { 21 years young } --

*|Ǥɛи∂ɛя|*
-- { Female } --

*|Ƙιиɢ∂σм|*
-- { She comes from the Callais Kingdom} --

*|Ʋƨɛяиαмɛ|*
-- { KilljoysRule } --


~| Ƭωιƨтιиɢ Ɖɛɛρɛя |~


*|Ħαιя Ɔσℓσя|*
-- { Chestnut tresses that fall to her waist slightly curl and twist the longer they get. With natural dark and brown highlights, the sun's rays and the moon's beams create great beauty with Whisper's hair. } --

*|Ħαιя ˩ɛиɢтн|*
-- { Never bothering to cut it, Whisper's hair is rather long and reaches her waist. Also, never having taken a liking to brushing hair, it stays somewhat unkept and beserk. } --

*|Єʏɛ Ɔσℓσя|*
-- { An unusual shade of hazel, Whisper's eyes have a tendency to looking a more slightly gray brown instead of a green brown. Thick bands of dark and light gray surround the pupil, while a more subtle light brown hugs the pupil itself. } --

*|Ƨκιи Ɔσℓσя|*
-- { Living in Callais has provided Whisper with lots of time out in the sun, either training or reading a report. Born a pale child, the daylight blessed her with a soft tan, giving her skin a golden look, and saving her lots of time being the center of unwanted attention from darker skin-tonned children. } --

*|βσ∂ʏ Ѧσ∂ιғιcαтισиƨ/Ƨcαяƨ|*
-- { A deep and ragged scar covers the left side of her body, starting at her shoulder, spanning her whole back, and ending mid-thigh. Small and non-important scars cover her face, arms and chest. A burn mark with the numbers '606251' the size of a hand nestles between her shoulder blades, proof that she was born and belongs to the Callais Kingdom. } --

*|Ħɛιɢнт{*
-- { Fairly average, if not a little less, height, Whisper stands at 5'4. } --

*|Ɯɛιɢнт|*
-- { A little on the skinny side, but still with a lot of muscle, the young woman weighs about 110 pounds. } --

*|Ғʋℓℓ Ɖɛƨcяιρтισи|*
-- { If you become one of the few, and lucky, ones to actually catch Whisper without a cloak on, you will realize that the last person you saw in this life was, surprisingly, a woman. Or perhaps, if you're one of the more observant types, maybe even an assassin yourself, you'd have realized the cloak covers a slightly, well, curvy human being.
Small, skinny and slightly childlike, Whisper can easily be confused for a lost teenager, maybe even a very young adult. But she is everything but. Long and silky chestnut hair flows to her waist, atop a heart-shaped face filled with attractive features. Gray-hazel almond shaped eyes sit high on her forehead, followed by a simple nose and high cheekbones, granting Whisper and almost doll-like look. A full and proud mouth rests at the bottom, the lips rosy colored and set in a small pout.
Besides the ugly and large scar that covers her from neck to thigh, sensible shoulders follow, with long and slender arms ending in pretty yet not flawless hands: they are unfortunately covered in scars due to a burning Whisper had a long time ago. A curvy and inviting torso comes next, the muscles always taunt, and they conect with slightly medium sized hips. Legs as long as a small body can have finish Whisper's anatomy, and with slender thighs, small knees and pretty feet, what a finish, indeed.
When not covered from head to tow in her trademark white with red markings cloak, brown leather trousers and black hunting boots that reach her shins, Whisper might be seen wearing a loose shirt and slacks, maybe even the occasional dress for a reunion. If she's sent on a mission where a costume is absolutely necessary, Whisper will give in without a second thought: in fact, she has already had the pleasure of using corsets, gowns, heels, fishnets, vests and tall hats, fake facial hair and even a so called 'fat suit'.} --



~| Яɛαcнιиɢ Ħσмɛ |~


*|Ƥɛяƨσиαℓιтʏ|*
-- { Always living in the shadows, many people have wondered how Whisper still keeps her mind sane. Well, it hasn't been without determination and indiference. After the tender years of her early childhood, Whisper decided observing was much more rewarding than speaking, and stop she did; ever since, hardly no one has heard her voice. When she became part of the King's property, and fell victim to his torture, Whisper enveloped herself in a tight cocoon of hatred, loneliness and fury, now more than ever fearing the words pent up inside of her. Throughout the ten years of hard service, Whisper has been known to kill mercilessly, to treat indifferently and to snap horrifyingly. Tragedy and death have become such a natural side effect in her life that even Death himself wouldn't be able to coax a tear out of her, a small gasp, the most minimal sign of affection. It wouldn't be wise to try and try to break Whisper, for a knife to the neck would soon follow instead of the wanted reaction on her part. } --

*|Ħιƨтσяʏ|*
-- { Never being one to stand out, to be known by all or to even speak that much, Whisper has lived in the shadows her whole life. Born in the poor section of Callais, Whisper lived up to her name by never speaking a word until she turned 10 years old. That was when a boy, not a year older than her, threw a rock at her forehead. It didn't cause much damage, didn't even hurt that much, but it was reason enough for Whisper, and with a scream strong enough to shatter souls, she rammed the little boy into the pavement, killing him instantly. Unfortunatly for her, the king was, well, visiting the unhonorable areas of his kingdom, and he happened to hear her scream. Who didn't? It was automatically decided that Whisper either was sent to the scaffold immediatly, or was to work as the king's rabid dog, eliminating all that stood in his way. Her parents, never wanting any pain to reach their daughter, sold Whisper off to the king, and she's stayed there ever since. Dukes, princes', royals, kings and even merchants, all have fallen to Whisper's hands. Her cruel and heartless training has included whippings and burnings as punishment, easy killings of peasants as rewards and horrible nights locked in a cell due to indiference. } --

*|Ƭнɛ Єʌɛит|*
-- { When Whisper was about 20, she got sent to do a special errand for the King; to kindly convince a neighboring large village to pay their due taxes. It was a simple task, worthy of any assassin, and maybe no blood would be spilled. Once she arrived, true to her word she stayed, and to convince the mayor she dedicated herself. Little did she know, her King had sent a small army of soldiers to help her do her work, and they were sure the village was going to cause trouble. To her minimal delight, Whisper left the main building in peace, all of her daggers in place and with a large sum of money in her small pack. That was when she saw it, the little boy. He saw her too, between the shoves he was being put through, and his blue eyes said one thing 'Help me' . That was when the sword came down, and an innocent life was taken. Whisper stood her place, paralyzed and overwhelmed by emotions she'd hadn't felt since childhood.
'The poor boy'
'Innocent blood'
'Horrible act'
'Murdered'
'Murderers'
"WRONG!" she finally yelled out, her voice thick with agony and pain. Tears cascaded out of her eyes, and with loud wails Whisper threw all the knifes she had, pure rage radiating from her every pore. All of the soldiers died, and all of them had the same expression the little boy had. She's never returned to the King's side, not since what she witnessed, and she now wanders alone, truly living up to the expression 'Alive on the outside, dead on the inside'. } --

*|Ɯɛαρσи σғ Ɔнσιcɛ|*
-- { Usually hidded from sight, Whisper carries quite an impressive stash of daggers and knives with her at all times. Some reside around her thighs, held there with leather straps, while others have a more, complex mechanism, shooting out from inside her cloak's long sleeves with a flick of her wrist and flipping back in place with another. She's never been too good with hand-to-hand combat, so Whisper spends most of her time practicing throwing knives, fighting with daggers and shooting arrows. } --

*|Ħσяƨɛ|*
-- { A 4 year old Palomino Throughbred mare named 'Crooks'. } --

*|Ɯɛακиɛƨƨɛƨ|*
-- { Whisper is not at all that great at close, hand-to-hand combat or at a group fight. Neither is she good at weilding large weapons such as swords and katanas. } --

*|Ƨтяɛɢнтнƨ|*
-- { Throwing knives, fighting with daggers, shooting arrows, stealth, running and enduring pain. } --

*|Ɔяʋƨн/βҒ/ǤҒ/Ƨρσʋƨɛ|*
-- { None for now} --

{ Ғσяɛƨт Яαʏиɛ Євσиʏ }

~| Ƨcяαтcнιиɢ Ƭнɛ Ƨʋяғαcɛ |~


*|Иαмɛ|*
-- { Forest 'Rayne' Ebony. But call him Forest and you won't know what hit you. } --

*|Δɢɛ|*
-- { 23 years old } --

*|Ǥɛи∂ɛя|*
-- { Male } --

*|Ƙιиɢ∂σм|*
-- { Rayne comes from the Sparrow Kingdom. } --

*|Ʋƨɛяиαмɛ|*
-- { KilljoysRule } --


~| Ƭωιƨтιиɢ Ɖɛɛρɛя |~


*|Ħαιя Ɔσℓσя|*
-- { His hair is jet black, just like the rest of the villagers around him. That's what you get for living in a place where sunlight almost never comes for a blessed visit. } --

*|Ħαιя ˩ɛиɢтн|*
-- { The assassin keeps his hair fairly short, unlike his brethen; seems like a trademark of the Sparrows', having long and black hair. } --

*|Єʏɛ Ɔσℓσя|*
-- { To the surprise of his whole kingdom, Rayne has the brightest green eyes you will ever have the pleasure of seeing before you died. Unlike the rest of the Sparrows', who have the ordinary black or dark brown bottomless pits, Rayne stood out with his 2 seas of green like a black sheep. Since everyone recognizes him because of them, Rayne never bothers covering his whole face; simply a black cloth around his lower face and neck, his eyes and hair always remain uncovered. } --

*|Ƨκιи Ɔσℓσя|*
-- { An almost sickly-looking pale. Never has Rayne been in the precious sunlight long enough to darken his skin, considering sunlight never reaches his home. } --

*|βσ∂ʏ Ѧσ∂ιғιcαтισиƨ/Ƨcαяƨ|*
-- { WIP } --

*|Ħɛιɢнт{*
-- { Very tall, almost 6'4 when standing straight and with posture. Of course, that would mean he towers over people all the time. } --

*|Ɯɛιɢнт|*
-- { A good 170 pounds, Rayne keeps his body in excelent shape by constantly excercising and training. } --

*|Ғʋℓℓ Ɖɛƨcяιρтισи|*
-- { WIP } --

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~| Яɛαcнιиɢ Ħσмɛ |~


*|Ƥɛяƨσиαℓιтʏ|*
-- { WIP } --

*|Ħιƨтσяʏ|*
-- { WIP } --

*|Ƭнɛ Єʌɛит|*
-- { WIP } --

*|Ɯɛαρσи σғ Ɔнσιcɛ|*
-- { WIP } --

*|Ħσяƨɛ|*
-- { WIP } --

*|Ɯɛακиɛƨƨɛƨ|*
-- { WIP } --

*|Ƨтяɛɢнтнƨ|*
-- { WIP } --

*|Ɔяʋƨн/βҒ/ǤҒ/Ƨρσʋƨɛ|*
-- { None yet } --

[alexvstheworld]

{Open! Reserve your spots! }

[alexvstheworld]

{Bump?}

[alexvstheworld]

{Bump...?}

[.Titanium.Lily.]

( reserve for female sparrow kingdom assassin )

[alexvstheworld]

{ Sure Thanks for joining! }

[Cuckoo]

((Could I reserve a spot for a male and a female? I do not mind which kingdom, where ever they are most needed would be fine. I will fill out the forms tonight, since right now I don't have much time before I have to go to work. Thanks!))