Tales of Shadow RP

[aasrial-deactivated20180710]

[thisgirlandy]

As a serious drinker of gin and tonic, this was hilarious.

[celestialghost]

I do the Vodka and soda. 

[extra-vertebrae]

This will never not make me laugh.

[cosmicremix-deactivated20140318]

Those expressions are brilliant.

[talesofshadows]

For the lulz!

[talesofshadows]

[talesofshadows]

Cecilia froze as a wave of cold and general icky ness went over her, a shadow slowly stretching over her line of sight. She turned to see a tall, looming figure in a black suit. To a normal person Cecilia looked like a pale, lithe girl with long auburn locks. Her eyes were vibrant, forest green, although the left one looked a bit darker if you studied it enough. She couldn’t have been much older than twenty, and she had a youthful face which at that moment bore an expression of determination, wariness, and a bit of fear. But if the tall man was able to see past glamour…past the mask that all of her kith had, she looked like she was something between a mortal and a living puppet. Her pale skin was silky, some of her hair was yarn-like, and her left eye was in fact a button. She had patches here and there. Where she cut her knee some white cotton was puffing out. But her glamour was strong, and it only allowed some glimpses of what she had become, assuming they were able to see. Not many non changelings could…she didn’t know about this creature…

She looked to the spool of white thread in his hand. She bit her lip a little, summoning up her courage. “Yes!” She said managing a smile. “Yes, I must have dropped it.” She stood up, her fingers still holding the needle. “Thank you, very much sir…” She gingerly held out her hand, but not too close.

[the-plague-beast-blog]

Slender cackled, clutching the string.

“What makes you think I’ll just give it to you?”

[talesofshadows]

She had been afraid of this. She looked up at the being, doing her best to swallow any fear right there. She had seen worse than this. She could do this. "We'll, it belongs to me. And it surely would be of no use to you. It's just thread. If you need thread, I have plenty more I could give you." She said politely. "Could you please give it back?" It never hurt to try and be civil, she thought to herself. Though she wasn't really sure what she would do if he didn't want to be civil. "Who are you, tall stranger?" She may as well try to make conversation to ease the tension.

[talesofshadows]

WTF Minecraft RPer

So I decided to RP with this random person on the server. Not sure if they are young, forum, or just not bright but they were hard to follow. Also, this RP ends with them saying “just go on with your life and in a few days you’ll see”. Did my character just get RP impregnated by some demon or something!?

[ask-scarlet-blazer]

Reblog if you're always open to roleplay (RP).

[talesofshadows]

Always!

[talesofshadows]

Here is an update! And now...scanning times. >:3

[the-plague-beast-blog]

GUESS WHO JUST RENTED WRECK-IT-RALPH?

ugh great movie

video gaaaaames

feeeeeeeels

aliens and caaaandy

[talesofshadows]

I haven't seen it yet but I want to soooo bad! D:

[talesofshadows]

Cecilia crept quietly through the dimly lit forest, green eyes sharp and watching for something, anything. Any abnormality or any change. She was certain that she had spotted something in these woods, nearly every day since she moved into the area. And yet now the trees were still. Somehow this…

[the-plague-beast-blog]

Slender watched the child silently, face blank, tendrils waving softly.

He watched her patiently, never moving, not making a sound.

[talesofshadows]

Cecilia rubbed her arm a little at the goosebumps that prickled along her skin. Even as a little girl the mystery of forests sort of kept her on edge. It always seemed like you were never alone in the woods. In her childhood she wrote it off as woodland creatures watching her, just as afraid of her as she was of them. But now she knew better. She knew about….Them. They were always there, there and not there at the same time. Sometimes They did nothing. Sometimes They just…watched. Gathering her courage, she called out softly. “H…helloo? Is anyone there?” She waited a moment, the mist of the woods making her auburn hair cling to her pale skin. She wiped it away. Finally she sighed and resumed walking. Maybe this was pointless. Maybe there was nobody, or maybe this thing she saw just wasn’t interested assuming it existed at all. It might not even know about Them, about Acadia, about the Hedge, about changelings….about Tobias. Or what if it was one of Them? She could be walking into a tra-! Her thoughts were torn from her as her boot found an enlarged root to trip over. She squeaked a little as she fell and there was a sharp pain that ran across her knee. She sat up, brushing leaves from her hair to find a cut over her skin. To a normal person they would see just that, a cut, not bleeding much. She groaned and fished in her dress pocket for her needle and thread. She found the needle. She froze. “Wh…where’s it gone?” She muttered, checking again. Her thread was missing. Had she left it at home? Had she dropped it? Oh no! She got upon her hands and knees, ruffling through the leaves looking for it.

[the-plague-beast-blog]

Slender towered over the human, mouth ripped open in a grin.

“I’m right here, my child~”

He held up the thread, kneeling down.

“Looking for this?”

[talesofshadows]

Cecilia froze as a wave of cold and general icky ness went over her, a shadow slowly stretching over her line of sight. She turned to see a tall, looming figure in a black suit. To a normal person Cecilia looked like a pale, lithe girl with long auburn locks. Her eyes were vibrant, forest green, although the left one looked a bit darker if you studied it enough. She couldn't have been much older than twenty, and she had a youthful face which at that moment bore an expression of determination, wariness, and a bit of fear. But if the tall man was able to see past glamour...past the mask that all of her kith had, she looked like she was something between a mortal and a living puppet. Her pale skin was silky, some of her hair was yarn-like, and her left eye was in fact a button. She had patches here and there. Where she cut her knee some white cotton was puffing out. But her glamour was strong, and it only allowed some glimpses of what she had become, assuming they were able to see. Not many non changelings could...she didn't know about this creature...

She looked to the spool of white thread in his hand. She bit her lip a little, summoning up her courage. "Yes!" She said managing a smile. "Yes, I must have dropped it." She stood up, her fingers still holding the needle. "Thank you, very much sir..." She gingerly held out her hand, but not too close.

[talesofshadows]

Cecilia after taking a bit of a tumble in Slenderman's woods. Done with ballpoint pen and golf pencil on receipt paper. Because bored at work. :)

[talesofshadows]

Cecilia crept quietly through the dimly lit forest, green eyes sharp and watching for something, anything. Any abnormality or any change. She was certain that she had spotted something in these woods, nearly every day since she moved into the area. And yet now the trees were still. Somehow this…

[the-plague-beast-blog]

Slender watched the child silently, face blank, tendrils waving softly.

He watched her patiently, never moving, not making a sound.

[talesofshadows]

Cecilia rubbed her arm a little at the goosebumps that prickled along her skin. Even as a little girl the mystery of forests sort of kept her on edge. It always seemed like you were never alone in the woods. In her childhood she wrote it off as woodland creatures watching her, just as afraid of her as she was of them. But now she knew better. She knew about....Them. They were always there, there and not there at the same time. Sometimes They did nothing. Sometimes They just...watched. Gathering her courage, she called out softly. "H...helloo? Is anyone there?" She waited a moment, the mist of the woods making her auburn hair cling to her pale skin. She wiped it away. Finally she sighed and resumed walking. Maybe this was pointless. Maybe there was nobody, or maybe this thing she saw just wasn't interested assuming it existed at all. It might not even know about Them, about Acadia, about the Hedge, about changelings....about Tobias. Or what if it was one of Them? She could be walking into a tra-! Her thoughts were torn from her as her boot found an enlarged root to trip over. She squeaked a little as she fell and there was a sharp pain that ran across her knee. She sat up, brushing leaves from her hair to find a cut over her skin. To a normal person they would see just that, a cut, not bleeding much. She groaned and fished in her dress pocket for her needle and thread. She found the needle. She froze. "Wh...where's it gone?" She muttered, checking again. Her thread was missing. Had she left it at home? Had she dropped it? Oh no! She got upon her hands and knees, ruffling through the leaves looking for it.

[talesofshadows]

Cecilia Cotton

[talesofshadows]

Chasing Darkness

Cecilia crept quietly through the dimly lit forest, green eyes sharp and watching for something, anything. Any abnormality or any change. She was certain that she had spotted something in these woods, nearly every day since she moved into the area. And yet now the trees were still. Somehow this made her even more uneasy. She gnawed on her lower lip as she passed a rock which looked eerily similar to a rock she had seen about fifteen minutes prior. Was she lost? Or was the forest trying to deceive her? Ever since she had returned from the horrid land of Arcadia, she didn’t trust anything she saw. Only her gut. After a long while of walking she finally decided to stop and take a few breaths. She placed her hand gently upon the small dress pocket where she kept a small sewing needle. Yes, it was still there. She nodded to herself and turned to survey her surroundings. In her childhood, Cecilia and her brother had often enjoyed wandering the woods, pretending to be adventurers on some epic quest. But their own quest turned out to be quite different….and completely unplanned. And now her brother was gone. Not dead, just not there, whisked out of the world by the same Keeper that had taken her to Arcadia. And the day she had found a way to escape, he…Tobias… Cecilia shook her head quickly, wiping away a tear threatening to break her composition. She could not think of this now. She was on a mission. A mission to find the strange…being she thought she had spotted a few times in these woods. It first happened one night as she was walking home from her her job. She worked as a custodian at the asylum (which was another story all on its own) and she had been returning to her apartment that the Summer Court had helped het acquire when she saw for lack of better words a form. A form slinking through the trees in the distance. It was hard to say for certain if there had in fact been anything there but there seemed to be this abscence of light where she swore she saw something. At first age had tried to shake it from her mind. And yet there it was, nagging, and she found herself watching the woods almost daily, waiting. And then she realized…what if it was one of them? A true fae…a keeper…what if she could find her way back through the hedge, and baco to arcadia to rescue her brother? It was a fools dream. She knew she wasn’t strong enough to take on a true fae. But what if she could bargain with it? So here she was, risking life and limb possibly searching for a creature that for all she knew could have been the same bastard that took her and Tobias. But most likely not…that jerk preferred to use the media. To lure them into a false nerverland. She didn’t know who or what she was chasing…it was unkown, mysterious, and unsettling. It was like she was running after darkness itself.