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Run. Just keep running. That was all I could think as I followed Jane's small figure through the streets of town. We dodged the glances of the few late-nighters there, most of them to preoccuied in their own disgusting businesses to notice to girls running through the shadows. Then, we were running on country dirt roads and then green fields and finally, when the sun was about to rise, the forest. I thought I'd never be so happy to see it.
Plot: Ayrbella, a proper lady from olden England, has a wonderful life with her working father, stay-at-home mother, and a line of suitors. Ayr learns to sit, stand, walk, eat, breath, and everything else as a proper lady should, but everyone has their breaking point. When her parents announce Sir Henry Chloskey as her fiance, Ayr decides she can't stay in her manor any longer. After consalting with her maid, Jane, the two girls run off to be free of society's rules and regulations. They join up with a few other run away, including Jane's brother and Sir Henry. But everything changes when Anabella finds them, and she reveals that Ayr has the power that has been passed on through the Flynn family for thousands of generations. What does that mean exactly? In short, Ary's a witch.
With Ayr's power known, Ana tells the group that their is a ceremony that involves them forming a nine-pointed star during the Witching Hour of the Thriteenth Day of the Ninth month. Which is only four days away. For those sixty minutes during the ceremoy, they each can have their deepest wants granted. As they each ponder their wish, and Ary learns how to use and control her powers, a mob of Britsh people from the town have come looking for the missing. Will Ary learn her power in time? Will the group be able to avoid the mob till the specail day? And what consequences could come out of having your wishes granted?
Rules
Basic Rules
Rating: PG13 (some violence, romance, action, cussing ect...)
This is olden England, so keep within that time period
Limite of two to three characters for more detailed rping
No one liners!!!!
Ayr and Ana are the only witches. Don't ask to make your own character another witch. (If you think you have a really good idea, pm your character's bio and you may be accepted if it is good enough and doesn't mess up the set plot too much)
Characters - I may be converting this too a book, so characters names and other things are already made, but their personalites are not.
Group in Plot-
Ayrbella May O'Neal - Black Rose
Jane Colette Ried (maid and Ayr's good friend, PM me her bio, I want someone really good for her!) -
Derek Jack Ried (Jane's older brother) -
Nessa (orphan girl who Jane picked up off the streets, doesn't know last name) - Fantasy
Henry John Chloskey (Ayr's fiance that looks for her in the woods and finds/joins them) -
Serenity Clair Rosemary (abused maid) -
Charles Vincent Malone (journalist who went against Parliament) -
Tanya Estella Moore - (parent's were assassinated and she is the next target) -
Samuel Thomas Cooke (stablehand of Tanya that followed her when she ran away) -
Anabella (nothing more than her first name is known) - Black Rose
There are TEN listed, but we only need NINE, so whoever is not picked last will be OUT
Towns Folk in Mob-
Others -
Bio Form
Name:
Nickname:
Age:
Gender:
History:
Personality:
Appearence:
Post Sample:
My Characters
Name: Ayrbella May O'Neal
Nickname: Ayr
Age: 17
Gender: female
History: She was a first class lady who was very beautiful and mostly played by the rules set out for any lady in England. Her parents only wanted the best home life for her, and they weren’t shy about trying to find her the suitor with the most money and the best family history. Ayr was not at all happy with her future husband being chosen for her, so she ran away instead.
Personality: Ayr does not really care of a peron's past but more of who he/she is at the current time. That is her greatest flaw, that she sees the person as they are and doesn’t take into account what they have done. She isn’t the most trusting person in the world, and she tends to be a bit on the stone silent side, but she is very opinionated and stubborn when she speaks her mind when she's pushed far enough to do so.
Appearence: Ayr has strawberry blond hair that comes a few inches passed her shoulders. It is very thick and has a very slight curl, though it is usually done up so well and so tightly that it is hard to tell. She has naturally rosy cheeks and is often blushing about the slightest things. She has gray blue eyes that are compared to a storm’s coming or going. She is very thin and average height, around 5’ 6’. Her skin tone is paler than most, but not completely white. She has a few freckles scattered across her cheeks and arms.
Post Sample: Ayr looked deep into the flames of the fire that were burning in the small fire circle that Jane had somehow built. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Derek relax even further against the tree trunk he had claimed as his own. She rolled her eyes at him, not even really knowing the eldest of the Ried siblings yet. She had only learned Jane had a family when they had already run away. Ayr looked back to the stars, and was lost in their quantities when suddenly she heard a rustling from the wood behind her. It was probably Jane, back from her nightly steal to town to fetch food (probably not in the most honorable way), but Ary turned around to look anyways. She immediately stood from her place on the ground when she saw it was a man and grabbed a large stick from the ground. She was fully prepared to scream for Derek if this man made one false move.
"Would you put that blasted thing done," the man said as he slowly approached where Ary was standing. "I've had one hell of a night. I don't need a lady threatening to beat me down with a branch."
Ayr blinked a few times, waiting for the man to come into the light mbefore responding. "Henry?"
Name: Anabella (Marie Cooke)
Nickname: Ana
Age: appeares 19 (but is actually 68)
Gender: female
History: Ana worked with her mother behind her father's back to learn all she could about the Flynn's and their magic. She soon mastered it, much to her mother's pride. Her father never learned of these secret lessons, and married Ana of to the highest bidder, who turned into a very good gentlemen. Ana found herself falling for her husband, Patrick Cooke, as was expected of her. She gave birth to her daughter, Evangeline, better known as Eve. Ana tried to teach her daughter everything about witchcraft, but Eve showed no talent and no power. As Eve grew, Ana noticed something strange: she wasn't aging. By the time Eve was entering her teens, and Ana into her thirties, Ana ran. Something magically went wrong during the birth, some dark magic or misappended spell, that cause the Flynn magic to skip a generation and Ana never to grow old and never die and never to use magic again. Ana wasn't even sure if the magic would reappear in the next generation and is more than happy to see that her granddaughter, Ayrbella O'Neal, has the power. - no one knows any of this! Will be revealed later on!
Personality: Ana has been living by herself for such a long time, she is unsure around a large number of people. She is very motherly toward Ayr when they met and also loves Jane and Nessa. She is smart when it comes to surviving in the woods alone, and is a great help to the run aways. She eventually warms up to the group and becomes the fun-loving and happy girl she used to be. She can be munipulative, and is only using Ayr's magic for thiis ceremony so she can go back to aging and see her hasband and daughter again.
Appearence: Ana has very dark, very dirty blond hair that goes down to her waist, the same length it was when she gave birth to Eve. It is very thick and very curly, and Ana always has it tied back with a red ribbon. She has the Irish rosy cheeks, and you can never tell when she is blushing because her cheeks are always so red. Her eyes are a warm, chocolate brown that look almost liquid. She has a thin but firm build, with lean muscles from her days in the forest. She is about 5'9'. She has very pale skin, but it is so covered in freckles that you can hardly tell. She has a slight Irish accent when she gets mad.
Post Sample: The forest was completely black when the young lady moved through the trees in her barefeet, her shoes lost long ago. She came to stand behind a tree near what looked to be a camp. Eight bodies lay sleeping soundly in a large huddle, sharing blankets and using bodies as pillows and warmth. Ana slowly crept toward them, wondering what a group of young people, such as these, were doing out in the forest alone? As she scanned each of their faces, one girl's stuck out. Ana drew in a deep breath as she opened the locket around her neck and looked at her daughter's face in the moonlight. Ths girl was a picture perfect reblica of Eve's face. Of Ana's face. Ana had lost track of the time, only having a picture of Eve in her late teens because she stole it from Eve's own house. Had she had a child already? Ana placed a hand on her beating heart. If her assumption was right, she was a grandmother.
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