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@caedescorvirpg
Hi everyone, the submit box will close every week on Friday at 7:00PM MST. Extensions must be made 24 hours prior to the deadline.
CURRENT DEADLINE: October 21, 2022 at 6:00 pm pst / 9:00 pm est IMPORTANT LINKS: at a glance / full summary CURRENT EVENT: act I scene II / reconnaissance part one
OPEN CHARACTERS: peacock
Hello Murder! This will be the last update on main until next year. I wanted to make a formal announcement to any former murder members to please message Amy or myself on discord if you would like to join the Caedes Corvi "Alumni” server! It is currently acting as a hub for mumu and indie RP ideas between former members. My discord tag is qiulann#0829 ❤️
Love, Annie
Hi Murder and Conspiracy,
First I want to say thank you all so much for being part of my little murder family — writing with you all has truly has been such an amazing and rewarding experience and I want to say from the bottom of my heart how much I adore current and former members. You're all so talented and I'm amazed at your creativity each and every day.
This RP is going on hiatus until next year. I have immense love and affection for the story, the players, the game, but I'm not currently in a place to continue managing the RP in the way it needs to be managed. From the start CC has been a very interactive story and I want to continue this high stakes, high interactive gameplay but I simply do not have the time nor the energy right now to devote myself to it. As you know I was recently promoted at my work and that's been taking a lot of my time as my responsibility grows; additionally, I moved across the country and I've been having a difficult time trying to find my footing here. All of this is to say, I'm not in a space where I feel like I can run the RP successfully, and you deserve an admin who can give it their all!
I plan on re-opening the RP sometime next year around May/June and all current members are of course invited back again. I will be posting a message on the main and in your personal inboxes when the time comes so please be on the look out for that! I will be closing the discord in a month or so and will eventually export all the final chat logs for you all to have access to afterward. If there is a specific chat you would like me to export please let me know!
In your tumblr muse inbox, you will find my love letters to each of you. I don't mean for this to sound like a final good-bye, because it's not, but I want to convey my genuine appreciation toward all of you for being part of this story so far. I love you, and I'll see you so soon 🤍
P.S. Emma has an rp in the works for the end of the year / beginning of next year so keep your eyes peeled for that. Juicy things are on its way ⚔️
Love, Annie
hello hello! could you shed a little bit more light on peacock's bio? i think i have a direction that i want to take this character but im not sure if it's a fully aligned with or a little too beyond what his skeleton lays out. would be curious to any additional thoughts you may have on the chara that are open to share!
Hi anon, my heart is soaring at the prospect of having you join us! Below are a few thoughts I have on Peacock and the kind of themes I’d love to see explored in his character. These are jumping off points so not every question has to be answered:
He’s actually very talented as a director, but is it to the level that he thinks it is?
More than anything, Peacock is an artist — how else does he create beauty in the world? What other ways does he move it by his whim?
Why is he so obsessed with tragedy / insert macabre theme here. How has this manifested in his own personal life and in his work? Is there even a distinction?
What makes him grow bored of muses, but not of the themes they inspire?
As always please feel free to dm the main if you have any specific questions or if you want to run an idea past us before submitting!
- Annie
hi there! do you have any open charas at the moment? sorry if this is a repetitive question, but wanted to confirm since i know there was just a round of acceptances
I forgot to update the pinned post but the currently open character is PEACOCK who we would literally kill to have join us.
- Annie
PRAETERITA I AM KNIFED TO THE HILT WITH FATE.
𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐊 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄— for this task, you are invited create a past heist with your fellow caedes corvi + conspiracy members. You have been separated into five groups located in the document itself. Please take time to read it over and feel free to ask any questions in the #questions channel
heist manual ﹒this document will be used in the future as well. Heists created here will be submitted to the vault.
optional ﹒create a playlist, mood board, or anything else you think would be fun for this task.
There is a MANDATORY task. Please tag your task as #corvi.praeterita and post in the #finished : task channel on Discord. This task is due October 28, failure to complete / participate in this task will result in a permanent activity strike.
PEREGRINE FALCON
WELCOME TO CAEDES CORVI, JO. YOU HAVE BEEN ACCEPTED AS PEREGRINE FALCON.
Jo, at the heart of Peregrine Falcon’s skeleton is the burden of expectation and all the love and devotion a daughter must carry for her mother’s sacrifices. You wove such a heart-rending tale, woven like a cape that sits on your shoulders just so as if to say ‘isn’t this a comfort, why isn’t it enough?’ And the answer is, it should be, but it isn’t. “She grew under the umbrella of her mother’s wing, crowded with determination to evolve, evolve, evolve. You have always been smarter than me, and gods, how she wanted to prove it.” Sunny is both the author and the main character of her life, moved by some unseen force to write it in a way that spells out her demise. It is a circular story and it is one she knows her place in. Sunny is the the knight of our dreams and we are so excited to meet her!
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RED WARBLER
STARLING
UNFOLLOW
SHRIKE
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RED WARBLER. CYRUS HAN — 28, M.
Fear Paralysis: (+) you can inflict the feeling of fear into your target (+) no matter if the person’s fear is great or small, it will consume their thoughts (+) your opponent is trapped in place while the power is in use (-) the user must know the person’s fear (-) eye contact must be maintained (-) only works on one user at a time and can only be used on that individual once in their lifetime (-) the power is noticeable to individuals in a close radius (-) influence begins to start fading after 3 minutes (-) the more the user activates their power, the more they begin to hallucinate their own fears
HISTORY
YOU STARED INTO THE FACE OF THE BEAST AND SEE NOTHING BUT YOUR OWN SHATTERED REFLECTION STARING BACK AT YOU. You were a boy born from the hands of hubris and shaped into a pillar of envy. The shadows have always been your birthright, the whispered echoes of their caress comforting you like a mother comforting an aching child. You broken, feral thing, saw the darkness as your salvation, but you didn’t realize that salvation and destruction walked a fine line. You sat by as your desires were met one by one, watched as shadows disappeared under the earth until you were the only one left, yet the feeling left behind wasn’t one of fulfillment— it was emptiness, like a black hole consuming all in its path. But what does one do when there’s nothing left to consume? Simple: you turn around and destroy yourself instead.
CONNECTIONS
ROBIN﹒
You look at ROBIN and see your mirrored image. You were twin flames, beings meant to wander the same path set forth by the beast, and the two of you embraced that role wholeheartedly. There’s a certain allure to chaos, and when the two of you are around each other, danger seems to dance at your fingertips. You feed each other’s toxicity, but perhaps that was your relationship’s true destiny— to rot the earth and turn it to dust.
FALCONET﹒
You pride yourself on knowing what makes people tick— what they love, what they fear— but FALCONET has always been that code you could never quite crack. You’d hover around him in college, trail after him like one’s shadow, yet he only revealed himself to you in rare glimpses. A part of you finds him frustrating, but another part of you finds him exciting— for who doesn’t love a challenge?
BLACK HERON﹒
You made your desire known to the beast, listened as news of your siblings’ deaths arrived one after the other, yet there was a nagging feeling that there was a ghost who still wandered the earth. You hired the shadow to track down this soul, but when they arrived empty-handed, declaring your siblings dead, you turned your back on your end of the bargain. Why should you pay when they gave you nothing of substance? If anything, they should pay you for wasting your time.
This skeleton is TAKEN by ALYX, and is portrayed by PARK TAE MIN. Their highest stat is INTELLIGENCE and their specialty is MENTALISM. This skeleton was written by ALYX.
ACT I SCENE III - plot drop FACSIMILE - ext. townhouse: may 17
cw: gun violence
WHEN THE WORLD AWAKENS, it embraces you with terrible certainty. The sun rises from the horizon, emerging from the line of the sea, and scattered a trail of morning violet hues that looks like augury. It's a tempestuous dawn and it calls in dismal tones across the span of eternity. You open a window from your hotel room, only half way, but even then you can hear the sound of something unspoken resting between tree branches. A lark listens to the sound of your ritual, a note away from singing praise in its fascination, and a mourning dove coos without much to wail for. It is as every morning has been since your arrival, a solemn affair.
The phone ringing isn't unusual. People call for all sorts of reasons; a telemarketer tries to sell you a timeshare somewhere in Lux, a debt collector threatens you with legal action should the sum of a car not be paid in full by Thursday, a friend calls to reminiscence. You have forwarded your landline to the phone in your new residence and it's with great misery that you remark upon the mundaneness of each call. Many people have many valid reasons for calling, and so it is only with slight remorse that you delete each one as they had been called in. This makes it all the more devastating to hear the voice message at the top of your call stack.
Thea, where have you gone? Why can't I reach any of you? The townhouse, it's town apart, it's — Oh. It's you. What are you doing here, I would have hoped you stayed dead. [ You make out a muffled voice, the quiet shuffling of two people in a dance they cannot escape from. ]
It sounds wrong, but it's unmistakably YOUR FRIEND. You listen closer, trying to understand the cipher he has left for you to decode.
Do it — [ And you hear it just as clearly just as you hear the sound of a body falling to the ground, the phone having been dropped from the gunshot. RED WARBLER has been shot, and you can hear his shaky breath, a staccato against static. Footsteps approach the phone and you discern the sound of something colliding with a soft body, a soft grunt emerges from a distance A new voice, a familiar voice picks up the phone. ] He's waiting for you. I don't know how long he can last, but I am under the impression that without medical attention he might not be for the world much longer. Come alone, you know how I've missed you dearly, Althea.
The phone goes dead and you are out the door before the sky is fully painted blue. It is the last thing you remember.
MISSING
WELCOME TO CAEDES CORVI, VERA. YOU HAVE BEEN ACCEPTED AS STARLING.
Vera, more than a story of a thousand lives you brought us the story of a singular girl whose wanting has always wanted for more. There was was never anything else Starling could have been but hungry, and I think her very early acceptance of that was her true. I loved how you juxtaposed her first “deaths” as something not done consciously but as a piece of her fate that she’s grown into like a well tailored dress. This line in particular summarizes Starling in a way that I hadn’t thought about before but was awe-struck by, “Why does [the beast] want her to live more than you? More than me?” / Mother scowls, “He does not want her to live, she just does not know how to die.” Soléne is human, this is apparent in her envy of the Caedes Corvi (wearing tragedies like fine silk), and I think that makes her character all the more devastating. To write someone as evil is one thing, but to make me want to try and give her what she wants is another. Her pull is magnetizing and I cannot wait to see her join the others.
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hiii when do you think acceptances for starling will be posted?
Hi, sorry for the delay! I’ve been in work meetings all morning and haven’t had the chance to sit down quite yet. It should be published ~ 5:00 pm est
edit: ~6:00 pm
- Annie
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