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Re: The Heart Has No Place Here: (Medieval RP)

Postby RoyalInTheDark » Thu May 30, 2013 8:01 pm

[Copy and paste isn't working on my laptop... so no pictures; sorry v.v Just know they are all blondies with rather curly hair and blue eyes (each a different hue), Castor is tallest, Thyla is shortest, Erik is taller than Michael and Michael is taller thn Thyla.]
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Name: "My real name happens to be quiet a mouthful; we're talking alot of middle names... But, taking the first letter of each I have created myself the nickname Thyla." -Her birthname is Theresa Hailey Yessamine Lillian Amelia Gracelong-
Age: "18 years of age.... not quiet old enough to be given a job around this place."
Gender: "I am most certainly a female."
Has Magic: "Yes, it happens to manifest itself in a variety of colors depending upon my mood... and I still can't control it properly so I glow; you can always tell how I'm feeling..."
What Side: "Proud to say I am totaly loyal to the king... though my brothers do not share my stance."
Rank: "Still a lowly trainee..."
Personality: -Thyla is a rather blunt and generaly rude person. She comes across as cold and distant for the most part. The distant referance is only because she shy's away from contact with others when not in a controlled fighting environment; the exception is when a superior is punishing her... she will go entirely rigid and shy away from raised hands. Verbal threats of any form of contact will also cause her to shy away; a sign of weakness they are still trying to beat out of her. The contact issue coupled with her lack of taking out her past leads to the assumption she was beaten as a child. Most people are prone to hating her or just ignoring her.
History: "I really don't want to talk about it." -Thyla was indeed beaten as a small child; scars and her physical contact problems [and chronic nightmares] prove this beyond any doubt. It was an abusive stepfather that inficted the physical and emotional trama when no one was around to protect her. He always made up stories about accidents to keep her brothers and mother from finding out the truth. Some years later, a neighbor boy came rushing to the house after hearing shouting... he killed this stepfather healed Thyla with magic he learned from his mother. They became friends growing up until the king launched his drafting of children. Soilders came and tried to take the neighbor boy away, but he fought back and had his neck broken right infront of the few people who came out of their homes. She came to hate the soilders... but soon realized no one had touched her friend when his neck broke, he'd done it to himself with his magic. Some time later, she drafted herself before they came for her; eager to learn to control her magic the way her friend could.-
Other: "I'm very well learned when it comes to knives and sword play. Erik, Michael and Castor are my brothers."
[Code:] "What exactly is a starfish?"

Name: "My name is just as long as my sister's and I too have shortened it via the first letters. Just call me Erik." -His birthname is Elijah Robert Issac Killian Gracelong-
Age: "I happen to be 21 years old."
Gender: "Well, Thyla happens to only have brothers so I am Male."
Has Magic: "No... magic seems to have only graced my little sister."
What Side: "I side with the king. Thyla seems to have forgotten my blood oath again."
Rank: "I'm a loyal trainer who teaches the kids about Long Range weapons along side the others."
Personality: -Erik is a more relaxed and likeable Gracelong. He doesn't act weird or rude or come across as distant. While he is formal, he will not hold back that grouchy teacher that lives in every trainer in the barracks. That mean teacher is mostly kept in check by the helpful teacher side... but everyone has a slip up or 2. Unlike his sister, he gives off no vibe of trama or problems.-
History: -While Thyla was being abused by their stepfather, Erik was off learning and working. He wasn't there when the neighbor boy broke his own neck or when he save Thyla; he'd already signed up from the army... lied about his age a tiny bit so he could get in.-
Other: "Obviously I work well with long range weapons like bows, slingshots and crossbows. I also obviously have 3 siblings; Thyla, Castor and Michael.

Name: "It is really not crazy like the others; just Michael Fredrick Gracelong... mum was merciful with her last baby."
Age: "Im only 15... like I said, I'm the last baby... the youngest."
Gender: "Michael is a rather manly name... isn't it? I am Male after all."
Has Magic: "I am sort of like a wishing star... everyone gets one wish and if I hear it, its granted on the spot. Just don't tell my siblings, they don't know."
What Side: "Don't get me started on that horrible king of ours!"
Rank: "A 'kid' as the trainers put it."
Personality: -Michael is a regular ordinary kid; he likes adventures and getting dirty. Granted, most 15 year old boys have had their spirits broken by the barracks... his just isn't tarnishable or breakable. He is always up beat about everything; except the king, he hates the king. Most people find him almost unnerving with the happiness, but how would you expect a wishing star to behave?
History: -He was never touched by his stepfather, as his mother was still carrying him around with her when the neighbor boy saved her. Michael doesn't quite understand what happened then, but he knows that their stepfather was mean to Thyla and that the neighrbor boy was a firned of hers. When the boy broke his own neck, Michael was off playing with they boy's siblings in a farmer's field... he remebers them being sad, just doesn't quite know why. His mother tried to hide him when the soilders came to get him 2 years ago, but they found him and punished her.-
Other: "I'm not good for much around the barracks... but my siblings Thyla, Erik and Castor are."

Name: "Thyla thinks her name is bad... mine's Caleb Alexander Steven Tyler Orlando Raymond Gracelong; just call me Castor."
Age: "I'm 19 years old..."
Gender: "Lets think... MALE."
Has Magic: "Nope."
Side: "Hate the king... what can I say, we siblings are split in half."
Rank: "I happen to also be a trainer... I teach the kiddies about Healing and Magic; though I have none of my own."
Personality: -Castor is the most normal of all the Gracelong's. He is physicaly shy or overly formal or happyily over perky; just a regular old king hater. Nothing really suprises him anymore in the barracks; monsters aren't scary, children aren't so innocent looking, trainers not as harsh. Mostly, he just helps the kiddies and plots secretly against the king with Lady Dove.-
History: -He, like Erik, was away from most of the stepfatherly abuse period. Castor remembers everything Michael doesn;t, hates everything Thyla and Erik loved about that time. When the neighbor boy died he swore to get the king back, when Thyla joined the army he helped his mother with Michael, when they came for him he didn't fight or even speak... he just hugged his mother and brother before walking with the soilders.-
Other: "I have a great understanding of magic for someone with none of his own... I'm useless with weapons for the most part. If you haven't figured it out, Michael, Thyla and Erik are my sibllings."
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Re: The Heart Has No Place Here: (Need Males) (Medieval RP)

Postby The Logical Rattie » Thu May 30, 2013 9:18 pm

((Accepted, though there were no trainer positions open... but I guess Erik can be a co-trainer with Dove X3 and Castor with Williane. Did I get everything right on the front page?))
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Re: The <3 Has No Place Here: (Need Males) (Medieval RP)

Postby CrazedFangirl » Thu May 30, 2013 9:21 pm

#BloodLust# wrote:Selene
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She walked slowly through a field, going to the Archer Training Ground. Her bow was slung on her back, along with a quiver of arrows and two daggers clung to her belt. She suddenly remembered about class and her blue eyes widened. Spinning around, she ran back over the field and into the building. Long range class, her favourite of all! Getting to the door, she slipped inside, hoping she wasn't noticed and given kitchen duty.


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Re: The Heart Has No Place Here: (Medieval RP)

Postby The Logical Rattie » Thu May 30, 2013 9:28 pm

Dove's eyes snapped to Selene and her lips pressed into a thin line "Tardiness is not tolerated here." She called out "Kitchen duty, Miss Summers." Her eyes were indifferent. Did she like Selene? Yes, she was one of her best students. But that did not mean that she would give her special treatment.
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Re: The Heart Has No Place Here: (Medieval RP)

Postby CrazedFangirl » Thu May 30, 2013 9:31 pm

Selene
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Her face fell and she nodded, with a little groan. Turning to a target, she pulled her bow off her back and set an arrow on the string. Pulling it back, she let go, watching the arrow fly across the room and hit the target dead center.
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Re: The Heart Has No Place Here: (Medieval RP)

Postby RoyalInTheDark » Thu May 30, 2013 9:38 pm

(Heh, sorry for that.... It is pretty early in the morning and I'm trying to go without sleep..... Now, for an amazing starter post.)

-Thyla-
Being late is not the most amazing thing in the world for someone who can not slip into the back of a room without glowing the color of shame(a bright green). Sadly, the one who is late in this situation happens to also be what you could call an unstable magic user; she could literally have an accidental release of magic that could wipe out the room.... Anyway, Miss Gracelong happens to be late and with that bright green glow is just slipping in. She kept her eyes down, avoiding those smoldering glares that Lady Dove and Erik were likely sending her way.

-Erik-
Late, late, late; he was keeping track of the tardies as well, ticking them off in his head with a little scowl. He was being grumpy teacher today and that was never a happy thing for students. Erik raised an eye brow slightly when his green-glowing sister decided to show up... She wasn't one to be late often.

-Michael-
Luckily, the youngest Gracelong isn't one to be late despite that deep rooted hate for the king. He rocked a little on his heels and tried hard not to grin like a child; anticipating the scolding coming to his sister... Whichever trainer gave it off would likely be snapping at him next. They call him too happy, too childish but what do you expect from a wishing star?

-Castor-
Not being in the middle of teaching, the oldest non-loyal Gracelong had a small amount of time for himself. During this time, he was searching for some thing to help with that glowing sibling to his; something that could keep those random 'accidents' at bay for a while.
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Re: The Heart Has No Place Here: (Medieval RP)

Postby The Logical Rattie » Thu May 30, 2013 9:52 pm

Lady Dove released a hiss of frustration "Miss Graceland, thank you for gracing us with your presence, but tardiness is not allowed! Kitchen Duty! Does no one care for this class?" She demanded, huffing softly "What is that? The tenth tardy?" Dove asked, turning to Erik, her usual emotionless mask gone for a split second before she glued it carefully back onto her features. She hated things going wrong! She wanted to be in control. Calm down Dove! She scolded herself.

Connor, deciding he was bored, suddenly shoved Star over roughly. Star yelped and tumbled into an arrow stand, the arrows flying everywhere. Thanks to Star's quick reflexes, she caught herself just before she speared herself on an arrow. "Connor!" She shrieked
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Re: The Heart Has No Place Here: (Medieval RP)

Postby CrazedFangirl » Thu May 30, 2013 9:55 pm

Selene
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She sighed, seeing Lady Dove looking frustrated from all the tardies. Fitting another arrow on the string, she paused, looking around. The noise was incredible and she winced, not liking it at all.
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Re: The Heart Has No Place Here: (Medieval RP)

Postby Evil Muffin Overlord » Fri May 31, 2013 12:12 am

Dunlay stood up and stretched lazily. He pulled out an arrow, knocked it, and shot. It was just an inch away from being a bullseye. He shot again, and hit the target dead center. He shot one more time, and it hit the wall.
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Being eaten always takes away precious
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don't eat the muffins. Please. For
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Re: The Heart Has No Place Here: (Medieval RP)

Postby ~ Trigger » Fri May 31, 2013 1:42 am

Name: Jessica Red Stone
Nickname: Red
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Side: Bad
Rank: King's Loyal Warrior
Crush Status: Open

Watching from a distance, Jessica chuckled a bit by the reactions of the trainers face from all the tardies. Of course she was late as well, she just stayed in the back. Archery, it's not like she needed to practice more, she was already a master at range weapons. Maybe she should just go somewhere else, but kitchen duty sounds awful at the moment. Tapping her foot lightly on the ground with annoyance, Jessica finally just sighed and headed towards the others. Grabbing a bow and a stack of arrows, she just walked off to the farthest target.
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