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48
Character solidifying! Meme (Always accepting)
48. How are your character’s gestures? Vigorous? Weak? Controlled? Compulsive? Energetic? Sluggish?
Most of the time, they’re pretty controlled. Makoto’s someone that doesn’t make any exaggerated movements normally, fact that goes along with her usually calm behavior.
Open RP: The Lost Princess (A!U)
Please read the rules/guidelines before Interacting with me.
Tagging for the starter:
spectre-operative-zero
tamashi-no-karitori
Prologue
“I’m banished; never to return. The only thing I can do now is survive.”
Sinon lived in a corrupt, royal family that robbed innocent villagers of their gold without their knowledge. After years of the family’s actions, the whole town fell into poverty and had no reliable security to survive. Sinon was forced to stay inside the family’s home and never leave its premises. She could not stand the sight of the villagers’ sorrowful state. Then at midnight, she escaped her ‘home’ and unveiled the whole truth to as many people as she could, but when her family discovered her intentions, they banished her to an endless forest outside of the castle walls. Monsters of many kinds lurk there. Her goal is to come back stronger, and give justice to the innocent.
(A!U Theme song: “Fallen” by Imagine Dragons)
(If you can, I suggest you should listen to this while reading OR after reading) Intro Theme Music: “Emerge” by James Everingham
Slender, pale fingers wrap around a curved wooden handle. The grip tightens and a slim wooden shaft slides, steady as a floating lily, against the stabilizing hand. A sharp arrow protrudes on one end of it. Hugging its wrist is a brown leather bracer with floral patterns, which are stained with dirt and scars, imprinted in the center. Warmth from glimmering rays of sunlight reflect a pair of dark brown eyes and eyelashes dark as night, heavy from restless sleep.
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Over a patch of tall grasses reveals a stag, a grey pelted creature with tall and rugged antlers, grazing in slow bites. Birds send soft echoes of chirping melodies across the forest floors.
This hunter, with leather armor and weapons -a bow and arrow- stands firm, rooting herself to the ground. As she pull her arms backward with her fingers on the bow’s string, it sighs and groans softly,and her breaths draw faint mists into the air.
‘I must capture it before sundown. If I don’t, there will be nothing to eat and nothing to see.’
The stag still stays near the green pasture, marking its way of its finished consumption. Her pull on the string tightens. The surroundings in her sight come in a narrow vision.
‘Just one sh-’
Twigs snap, bushes collapse, and a huge beast emerges. It grinds against bark and crushes it into scattered pieces with one horn on its snout. She darts for the escape: out in an open field that stretches far beyond the sky. The stag before is ahead of her, galloping in short and quick bursts, but it disappears from her sight.
‘If I stay out here, the beast will accumulate its speed!’ She yelled within her mind, and turns herself back to the forest walls. The beast huffs dark smoke from its nostrils and its thick limbs bruises the ground. Its eyes are a void, swallowing life on the warm sunlight.
She stumbles into the forest by a tree stump, but she lost her speed as a sacrifice for her return and bumps into one other person.
“Are you out of your mind?! Run!”
[Used a little guide to help me get through]
Happy birthday
Thank you compadre!
