Waverly Antoinette

Sorry about the delay!

Shader Request (Tahmas or Katiesc): Katiesc (Personally recommended!)

Character name (out of curiousity): Waverly Antoinette

Minecraft Name: Dark_Necroman

Race: Human

Gender: Female

Age: 27

Reference as of hairstyle/face/skin: http://i.imgur.com/DzclHss.jpg

Specific hair colour / eye colour: Her hair is a rather light brown, 'autumn' colour, very near blonde. Her eyes are a very pale, icy blue.

Reference as to clothing attire: http://i.imgur.com/5YzomCj.jpg

Specific Clothing Colours: Predominately pale white, though with elements of gold.

Agreed Price: As a full skin, I assume 550 mina would be acceptable?

MC name: Dark_Necroman
 

Character's name and age: Waverly Antoinette, 27

Character’s Race: Human

What magic will you be learning?: Frost Witch (magic)

Who will be teaching you?: Meguzara

Oh, it was such a splendid morning. The sun was not enough to melt the crops, nor the breeze strong enough to rip their homes apart. It was, dare she say, perfect. The people around her, however, were not. She took to curling her wig, applying her face, and inhaling the rapidly approaching afternoon. She donned an extravagant ensemble, and stood before a mirror. Oh, she was perfect. So utterly perfect. She left her home, and took to strolling. The birds were singing, as they were supposed to. Musical, splendid clockwork. She entered a delightful tavern, and then she saw a woman. A young woman. She wasn't like the rest of them, no. This woman had potential. This woman was special. She approached the woman - Sissy, she would call her, spoke with Sissy, and they took to strolling once more. She led Sissy to a delightfully isolated place, not far from the main road. She offered Sissy a cinnamon bun, so splendid in its own right, how could Sissy resist? As Sissy finished the delicacy, she found she could no longer move. Then it began.

Sissy's thoughts were screaming "Oh god, oh god - that woman is insane! She's drugged the buns or something - I can't move-"

Sissy begged in silence, her eyes darting each and every way, but she only laughed. She placed her best friend, Jane, beside Sissy. Jane was so perfect, and cold, and brittle, just as Sissy would be. Jane sat there, though didn't talk, she was rather shy.

"I-Is that a doll - she's talking to it! - calling it Jane-"

She heated some wax to a considerable degree, before pouring it over Sissy's face. Oh, how Sissy's eyes screamed. How silly Sissy was.

"Is that w-wax.. please n-no - no! I can't b-breathe! She's some sort of sadist-"

She then pasted a porcelain mask to Sissy's face, and allowed the wax to seal it. Now Sissy was more like Jane. Then she ripped away that disgusting brown hair Sissy possessed, before placing a blonde set of curls upon Sissy's head.

 "P-Please, NO - GET THOSE NAILS -" 

She couldn't have it falling off, so she took some nails and nailed the wig to Sissy's head. Sissy's tears could have been a river there were so many. How silly Sissy was. Finally, she dressed Sissy in more appropriate clothing. She stepped back and admired her handiwork. Jane and Sissy were both so beautiful. Porcelain skin, blonde curls, wealthy attire.

"S-Stop forcing w-water down my t-throat -"

Only, Sissy was beginning to regain feeling.

"I c-can feel something - maybe -"

Sissy would never be beautiful if she fought.

 "Is that - no - please - HELP - PLEASE-"

So she took a dagger and sliced Sissy's throat. She ensured the dress had no blood upon it, by wrapping a cloth around her neck. There was so much crimson. She played with Sissy, as well as Jane, for the entire day. It was so much fun. They had tea, and talked, and had tea again. Then before she knew it, it had turned to night. Jane was still smiling away, she was perfect that way. Sissy, however, had attracted disgusting flies. She was so ungrateful! So she took Sissy's body, and after some time, managed to drag it in front of Petrusia, the Human Capital. She returned to Jane, and they walked home, after a splendid day.

*As you wander the streets of the considerably major cities, your eyes may be drawn to one of the many posters plastering the walls of homes, alleyways, as well as town centres. If you were to investigate further, you would notice the drawing of a woman, holding forth a pouch of what appears to be coins. Under this illustration would be the following words*

"To whom it may concern,

I am in desperate need of assistance. I urgently require the finesse of a tailor's hands, for a work of the heavens. I need a dress, so elaborately designed, so inconceivable in its own beauty, that the very heavens will show favour to it. If you believe yourself to be capable of this task, then please, send me a letter at once. The payment shall be generous, and the gratitude even more considerable.

-Waverly Antoinette."

(Anyone interested in crafting a skin for my character and of course receiving negotiable payment, feel free to PM me/reply to the topic/whatever you prefer. Thank you in advance ^.^)

Though I've only known Stigwig for a short time (Both ICly & OOCly) they say first impressions count, and so far he's been a splendid RPer, and more importantly, he's a wonderful OOC personality ^.^ Always helpful, polite, diligent *Checks thesaurus* and much much more! Lé +1

*Several posters, written in an italic blue ink, have been placed in several major locations, ranging from the Cloud Temple, to all major cities and capitals, as well as some well-to-do towns. If one were to read such posters, they would find the following*

"I, Waverly Antoinette, require the following materials, with haste. The faster they are delivered, the more I shall pay, these items being:

10 bundles of oak wood

5 bundles of spruce wood

10 bundles of cobblestone

10 bundles of stone bricks

5 bundles of white stained glass

5 bundles of white wool

5 bundles of light grey wool

The faster they can be delivered, and the more of them at once, shall increase payment. If interested, please send me a letter."

The poster is signed "Waverly Antoinette".

Well we've been in the temporary map "Thales" for the past four days! To embrace the new plugins and be active on the server, Britfirefox and I decided to construct a home near the monastery, so tell us what you think! Opinions are appreciated ^.^

And it only took 50 years to build..

EDIT: The iron bars and ugly fence were thrown up for protection, not as an actual design so ignore them!

B-But if we carry out the boat idea.. WE CAN'T HAVE ASULON NOSTALGIA *Cry*

*Waverly considers the ugliest colors upon the list* ..ORANGE. (Is the new black)

Ever build something like a house or gigantic mansion and beam with pride, only to realise you have absolutely no idea how to design the interior? ...okay yes that's me. I haven't found a thread like this as far as I've checked, so I decided to make a thread where you may post your designs for say, a kitchen, a living room, a bedroom, a library, a creepy murder dungeon, that sort of thing! I'll be especially thankful if any of them help strike inspiration!

((That is really hard to read... could you change the font/ color?))

Done! Thank you for the notice ^^

It had been quite some time since the body of a young girl had been found, mutilated, in the town. The townspeople thought that it was over, that this evil threat had disappeared. It was only when, in the early hours of the morning, horrified and agonised screams echoed throughout the streets. Two legs, two arms, a single head and torso were found, scattered throughout the town. After an examination, they would've found that the unfortunate soul, a young man, had been nailed to the floor, and burned alive. They might have even have found that the fire had been put out, leaving the victim alive. That is, until, the victim's limbs were sawed off with a bone-saw while still alive. These limbs were now all over Kaphro, seen by men, women, children, the rich, the poor, the young and the old.

MC Name: Dark_Necroman.

Timezone: GMT.

Real LIFE Age: 16 years old.

Real life GENDER: Male.

Character Name(s), Race(s) and Age(s):

Trazic Darkroot, Human, 18 originally. (LONG dead.)

Nicholas Archdiamond, Human, 34 originally. (LONG dead.)

Celestria Archdiamond, Human, 16 originally. (Believed to be dead.)

Waverly Antoinette, Human, 23 originally. (My only currently active character.)

Why in the world you want to be my son/daughter/grotesque hybrid (explain which character you’d like to play, and why you feel you’d be the best for it):

Countless reasons!

1) The limitless possibilities of Roleplay~ Every minute that I was considering applying, I just kept thinking of ideas! To begin with, wondering why for example, the prince (Possible king) wouldn’t/couldn’t make her the heir, and wishes to marry her off~ Another is if we chose, not wanting to marry into another family if she was forced, or perhaps the opposite. I won’t start listing hundreds of ideas on an application but you understood my point ^^

2) The joys of playing nobility~ I actually have some experience! In general, all of my characters are respectful individuals, literate and know how to act. In addition to this, I played a Stafyr for a short period of time (It became boring however) and for some reason a family I was a part of was believed to be noble, if that counts!

3) Something new. While I do have experience, I’ve never done something quite like this, especially not playing someone of Oren royalty. Receiving instant respect will be something that I may have to learn to deal with, wealth, all of it! It’d be a show to watch me fail at it if nothing else. Anyway I would be honored (Warning, it’s getting corny) to play the daughter of the prince and see where this RP takes me, if you’ll give me the opportunity, of course.

Will you be active “af” on this character:

I’m active in general and I’m currently on my summer vacation so yes, I can most definitely be active. ^^

What video james do you play:

YOU SAID ‘JAMES’ NOT GA- Well as you can guess, I enjoy playing mine craft, not just this server ^^ The occasional call of duty (#mainstream) World of tanks, etc, etc, etc. Oh and murdering defenseless Sims in Sims 3~ I’m open to suggestions.

It had been quiet in the streets of Kaphro. The occasional merchant may have strolled by, the rare adventurer. It wasn’t until the light began to shine upon the streets that the body was dumped there.

It scarcely resembled an elven girl. Her right leg and two hands had been brutally cut off by a saw, each and every one of her teeth extracted, one eye missing, the other sliced, blinding her. Her hair ripped off, her scalp red. Not to mention what appeared to be the letter ‘C’ engraved into her neck. That was not the entirety of the story, however. Every wound had been cauterised. She was still alive.

All she had ever wanted was a dog. Someone took advantage of her innocence.

A young woman found the mutilated corpse, before crying out for help. What was left of the girl cried out in agony for it to end. For the pain to leave her. The guards took pity on her, knowing no cleric could ever heal such catastrophic wounds. Her life was ended before she was questioned. Who had killed her?

An autopsy was carried out. Limbs sawed through and cauterised, seemingly drugged to have allowed this to happen. One thing was certain, this monster was not done. 

The Dinner Party

Waverly ambles throughout the streets of Kaldonia, pondering as to where she should advertise the event. Where might the ideal guests for a dinner party be? Sighing in exasperation, she simply returns to handing out posters to various businesses, as well as people she may pass along the street. If one were to accept such a poster, it would read:

“In light of the end of the plague, the Antoinette household is hosting an annual event, a dinner party~ This year, six individuals will be afforded the opportunity to attend such an event and have a chance at winning the grand prize of the night, 10,000 minas. Now, unfortunately we may only accept a further four guests to attend so competition is fierce. If you wish to attend and are interested in such a prize, simply reply to this poster with your name and why you wish to attend. Trust us as we speak our annual phrase, it will be a night to be remembered!”

OOC:

Yes, yes, I’m hosting an event ^.^ Now I’m sure it goes without saying but please refrain from leaving trolly posts or fake requests. Please apply if you’re interested in having some fun RP! The event will take place HOPEFULLY tonight at about 10PM GMT (Use the internet to find out what that is in other time zones~) If you are accepted, we will PM you the location. Keep in mind the RP could last a while so be prepared and have plenty of time because the event could be ruined if everyone suddenly left.

*Waverly moves through the streets of the human capital, eyeing anyone and everyone for a signal. Nothing. Assassins were everywhere and yet, she had yet to find a single one who would help her with her dilemma. Staring at the sheets in hand, she looks around for any signs of movement in the early hours of the morning. She places a poster here and there, on the back of buildings, crumpled under trees, at the side of the church, certain places the could only assume an assassin must lurk. If someone were to find this poster, whether it be by passing by, by word of mouth or by accident when they blow into your face, it would read:

"To whom it may concern,

I am search of someone who can deal with certain problems that I face. I require someone of great stealth and experience. Such an individual would need to be able to end someone's life, as well as retrieve an item that I so desperately need. If interested, meet near the steps of the Chivay castle at the dead of night and we may discuss this further. It goes without saying that you will be rewarded handsomely.

Yours sincerely.

*The poster ends there, without a signature. Waverly stands some distance from the church, hoping, praying that someone will come to her aid.*

((OOC Note- If interested in this RP, simply reply to the topic and we can discuss a time to RP in game. Please refrain from trolling in your reply and I look forward to RPing with someone of this nature ^.^ Dark.w

"Such a splendid event.." Waverly said to nobody in particular as she began to tie the bow with her slender fingers. She sauntered toward the closet, not without grace, as she began to search through it's contents. With a single hand, she removed a particular dress, a personal favourite of hers. She held it out in front of her as she gazed at her reflection in the mirror for a quick moment. She strolled to her bedside. Laying it out, she thought to herself "What gift would be appropriate?.. Hmm, I suppose it'll just be a surprise~ I love surprises, I hope they do as well."

*Celestria simpls shakes her head*

"451...no wait... 452....yes, that seems fair."

((Well there's no emote as to where the posters of this advertisement are supposed to be so..))

"....What kind of wood? Some detail might be nice."

*Celestria slams her fist down upon the table*

"DAMN YOU! Well, I can be petty too. You have no idea."

*Celestria screams out* "Three thousand, two hundred and ONE minas!"

Name: Celestria Downton.
Age: Some may say I'm 60. That's a lie. I'm between the age of 0-100. Hope that narrows it down for you.,
Sex: Female
Race: The most pure of all the humans. My blood is regularly filtered.
Occupation: HA. As if I'd work for a living. I sing, I dance, I design, I sew, every skill that a proper woman should know.
Short Physical Description: I have hair, eyes, a nose, lips, a face in general, all of my limbs, the usual. How many women can say that? All blinds and one legged.
Interests: Laughing. I do enjoy a good chuckle.
Likes: Money.
Dislikes: No money.
Turn-Ons: Money.
Turn-Offs: No money.
Personality: Incredibly vain. Wealthy. Cruel. Insensitive. Sassy. Expect a sassy remark in response to literally everything.
5 Words That Describe You: Cruel. Sassy. Money. Sassy. Money.
Are you willing to travel? No way in hell. Maybe the occasional trip to Abresi.
Where can I find you? New Malinor, it's where anyone of actual class lives.
(In-game username) (Dark_Necroman)
Anything to Add? Don't sass me.
 
About Your Perfect Match
 
Age range: Any age. As long as they splash the cash.
Race(s): Human, elven, just none of those slobbering Orcs or tiny dwarf men. Maybe an adorable Kha.
Sex(s): Male.
Occupation: Being rich.
Ideal Appearance: Not ugly.
Ideal Personality: As cruel as they wish, as long as they splash the cash.
Are you willing to travel for him or her? Maybe the occasional trip to Abresi.
Anything to Add? God stop asking!

*Celestria finishes the application, sending it in, barely able to control her laughter*

*Celestria stares at the pendant, sighing in absolute exasperation*

"I'm an ELDERLY WOMAN! DO you really think I want to become a CHILD?! Can't it simply make you YOUTHFUL?!

She mutters something about the meaning of youth mixed with varying degrees of sighing before throwing her hands up*

"2600 Minas!"

*As you wander through the city of Malinor, you may happen to come across one of many posters stapled to just about every storefront in the entirety of the city. If you were unable to resist the temptation to find out what such posters said, you would find the following:

The house of Downton (We're taking the name, just go with it~) is in Desperate need of some materials to construct our esteemed manor! If you have the following materials, send us a letter and we shall organise a deal.

-Spruce Logs (Like, a HUGE amount)

- White wool (Like, also a HUGE amount)

-Coal (Quite a lot)

We hope you shall respond soon! Regards, the members, of, Downton Abbey~

(The one in the centre is Celestria -.-)

It was supposed to be a beautiful day. A Celebration was to be held. No, not for the marriage of the Prince and his wife. That was a stupid event, but the event of the New Year. Celestria shouted across Malinor 

"A Party is to be held at my Malinor home! All may attend!"

People from around Malinor gathered around, making their way into Celestria's home. They were greeted by a lovely drawing room. It was a happy event. Everyone made their way downstairs where they shared drinks, stories, laughed. Alice embarrassed herself like always. It was a fun event. Though the Lumi'drim attempted to interfere, to ruin it. Eventually Celestria persuaded the Captain, Kris, to attend. He made his way downstairs to make sure the guests weren't trapped but to his surprise Celestria locked the basement door behind him, idiot she thought.

Celestria began to pour alcohol into the room, through the gap in the door. Guests wondered what was happening. Why was there alcohol filling the room? Some people panicked as alcohol began to spread across the floor. Celestria then removed the torch from the wall and held it down to the alcohol, allowing it to catch fire. The fire spread easily across the floor, the guest room now catching fire. 

As the guests backed against the wall Celestria moved upstairs, spreading fire along the staircase. Once she was upstairs she dropped on the wooden floor and made her way outside safely before locking the door behind her. As the house went ablaze Celestria ran from the scene. 

People came, but not fast enough. The Guests were trapped. They screamed in absolute horror as the fire engulfed the room, leaving them helpless.

One girl, Alice attempted to bat the flames in futility. Only to have herself engulfed in flames moments later. She quickly dived for another guest in absolute hysteria, Berdo.

Berdo who had attempted to break down the door was flown back from the rising flames after being attacked by the hysterical guest. He quickly caught fire because of her.

Another girl, Elwyn who had taken the full force of the initial blast of flames jumped on Kris in an attempt to stay above the flames.

Another guest, Kris tried to ram the door down as his armour melted upon him. As he collapsed to the ground Elwyn melted into the iron, above him. They had become one.

The other guests screamed and pushed eachother in an attempt to grasp the last lungful of air but it was useless.

Caroline, who had heard of the party watched the fire from a far as it engulfed it's guests. She smiled menacingly as she remained hidden, just watching.

Celestria made a mental note of who died that night. As groups of people neared she knew the bodies would soon be found though it would have taken a while because of all the rubble. Smoke rose from the house. It was completely destroyed. It had caved in on itself. Theories arose on how the fire occurred, with no idea who had attended or who had died. The latest theory was that the furnaces had exploded, making the floor catch fire. 

What a splendid evening.

((I can not stress this enough, no meta.))