WHEN YOU FIGHT FOR YOUR LIFE, THERE'S NO ROOM FOR MERCY. Panfandom Open RP group based on The Young Elites series by Marie Lu. No book knowledge is necessary to apply. Please check out all links before applying. ALL applications and questions must come to...
This weekend, your assignment is a drabble (min. 3 paras) about your ELITE NAME.
How you earned it, what it means to you, the responses of people when they hear it––––whatever you want!
In essence, this is a superhero name. It is what people will call you undercover, how the public will know your identity. the name itself is up to you, though you may ask for help from the group members.
please post your drabble in the verse tag by sunday, january 8 at 11:59pm.
after that, the event will end and preparation for the next event will begin.
SOME EXAMPLES:
VIOLETTA AMOUTERU (ABILITY TO REMOVE POWERS) THE PUPPETMASTER
ADELINA AMOUTERU (ILLUSIONS) THE WHITE WOLF
ENZO VALENCIANO (FIRE) THE REAPER
he wants to scream–––to rush forward and drag his beaten brother off the stake. but the crowds cheer in anticipation, watching the flames lick closer to Tadashi’s body. and still––––not a scream, not a tear–––just a peace with Moritas upon his face as Hiro stifles his sobs, biting into the edge of his cloak.
Death always came for those he loved. his parents–––––some of his friends struck by the fever––––Tadashi. and his heart ached, feeling his very soul tugged down to the underworld as the smell of burning flesh and ashen smoke filled the square. they didn’t even have time to say goodbye.
SAPIENTUS (WISDOM)
small hands, grubby with dirt palmed through the thick pages of the book in his lap. large brown eyes glued to every last inked word, devouring everything inside. he needed more. every cent he earned went towards books. and when he couldn’t buy them–––he’d steal. it didn’t matter. knowledge was what he craved, thirsted for in the darkness of his isolation––––and he would have it.
FORTUNA (AMBITION)
they would pay. they would pay. from stealing from him what he loved most. his family. perhaps he’d gone mad from grief, images of what he’d lost constantly hiding in the shadows of his mind–––appearing in the corners of his eyes. he would take from them what they took from him. every last one of them-–––the unmarked who jeered at the malfettos on the stake, the royals who turned a blind eye to the suffering of their own people–––who endorsed it. he’d watch them all burn.
Merida’s eyes fell onto a certain customer at her father’s stall. She looked rather well-to-do, a oddity when it came to what her father sold. A conversation started between the woman and her father, something about rare game. “We can hunt anythin’!” Merida interjected, a beaming smile on her face. This would be an excellent customer to have, if they could convince her. “Da and I can get you anythin’, I swear!”
TRISTIUS (SORROW)
Merida’s eyelids were heavy, her muscles were tired, but she had to know. She couldn’t reveal herself, but she could observe. Her family’s cabin was just a minute or so away, but as she reached the clearing, she hung back within the comfort of the trees. She chose a rabbit this time, staying in the bushes lest she be discovered by her father. He seemed to have adapted well to his pegleg, at least… Sometimes she wished animals could cry. It would help with the tightness in her chest.
CALDORA (FURY)
“I HATE YOU!” A scream left the flame-haired girl’s lips as she ran out of her home. Tears streamed down her face, her feet thumping against the damp earth as she fled into the forest, away from her mother. She wouldn’t end up like her, some dutiful wife who was forced to be with a man by her parents. She would carve out her own way in the world, no matter what.
BACKSTORY. A girl of the wilds just like her father, Merida grew up on the outskirts of capital of Estenzia with her family of six: her mother, father, and triplet younger brothers. Her father worked as a hunter, obtaining meat and pelts to sell at the market for a small profit. It was enough to keep their family afloat and even buy them some luxuries on occasion.
She didn’t know how exactly she caught the blood fever. Perhaps it was a trip she took with her father to help him at the market. Either way, it cost her dearly. After she was finally able to get out of bed, she stared in horror at her reflection in the wash basin in their cabin. Her teeth were monstrous, sharp and meant for crushing bone. A deformation that, she later learned, was probably a result of the blood fever and its mysterious effects on adolescents.
It was a week or so before she before she began having horrible aches all over her body. The pain simply didn’t stop. Pushing through it seemed a never ending battle until one day. She had been out hunting when suddenly a deer ran past her, causing her to give chase after the animal. As she ran and rand she felt a change. Something shifting. Two legs became four as she shed her clothes, gaining speed before pouncing on the deer. Teeth ripped into flesh, killing the animal instantly before she realized what had happened.
She didn’t speak much at dinner that night. Dinner she had torn into herself earlier. It took weeks for her to be able to control the shifting…years before an argument with her mother resulted in her biting off her father’s left leg. She ran after that; ran to the city, looking for a fresh start and for someone to accept her. She had heard whispers of the Dagger Society before…perhaps that was fate. A fate to fight back against the oppression she discovered during her wanderings in the city over the years.
Rapunzel Corona ( @prinzessonne ), welcome to the Dagger Society, We have determined your alignment to be AMARE (LOVE), COMPASIA (COMPASSION), AND MORITAS (DEATH). Your training as a Young Elite will begin shortly. This will be a long and tedious process–––Should you prove yourself unworthy of the Dagger Society, you shall be released of your duties.
Raffaele.
*within the next 48 hours, please post a longer bio as well as ONE STRONG MEMORY for each of your listed alignments above (1 para each, minimum of two alignments will be given). Please put the memories in a separate post from the bio (memories can be in same post).
2. WHAT IS YOUR POWER?
Healing touch; requires skin-to-skin contact, doesn’t work on herself. Each use of her power draws from the wellspring of her own lifespan, shortening it every time she heals someone. The severity of the wound she heals determines how much her lifespan is shortened. Healing a small bruise might only take a few days whereas healing a fatal wound would take all of her remaining time. When her time runs out, her heart will simply give out and cease to beat.
3. IN ORDER TO DETERMINE YOUR ALIGNMENT AND GOD–––PLEASE TELL US YOUR MOST DOMINANT PERSONALITY TRAITS (LIST 5-7)
A sickly child, Rapunzel was, more often than not, confined to her home; quarantined by her parents for her own good and for the good of others. As she grew older, she grew stronger and so grew her hope to finally break free of the shackles her ailments had put on her at birth. She never expected her freedom would come at such a high cost.
Her mark, a flower-shaped birthmark on the back of the base of her neck, might have gone unnoticed her entire life——rarely was it ever visible, hidden behind long golden tresses——had she not tried to save her mother and father. The glow the palms of her hands emitted when she touched them, so desperately wanting to take their hurts from them, was what prompted her search for it.
Rapunzel never did understand why the fever never took her. She had always been so susceptible to illness, so why? Why had she been spared by it, marked by it, when those so much stronger than her, those whom she loved so dearly, had been condemned by it? It’s the guilt from the weight of those lives that forces her to press on, to use her gift, her curse, to try and give back to others what she feels she stole from her mother and father.
5. WHY DID YOU CHOOSE THE DAGGER SOCIETY?
Rapunzel’s vision of the future does not have either the malfettos or the Crown in power, but a of both living in balance. She wants to believe in the best of people and wants to make the world a place where she can live freely, where she and people like her are accepted rather than feared and hated. A world with either the Crown or the malfettos in power alone would only beget more hatred and more fear.
6. PLEDGE YOURSELF TO THE DAGGER SOCIETY.
I hereby pledge to serve the Dagger Society,
to strike fear into the hearts of those who rule Kenettra,
to take by death what belongs to us,
and to make the power of our Elites known to every man, woman, and child.
Should I break my vow, Let the dagger take from me what I took from the dagger.
NAME ALIAS — jack frost .
AGE — 18 .
ABILITY — ice manipulation .
ALIGNMENTS — joy , time , beauty . ( laetes , aevietes , pulchritas . )
SOCIETY — dagger .
BACKSTORY — you are five when your sister is born , her cries echoing the quaint home of your family . you envy her at first , subjugated to months of your parents seeing nothing but the child they were to bear . you see the way they coo & kiss the weeping newborn just like they would do with you , & you nearly learn to hate . but mother lets you hold her , introduces you as her big brother as you cradle her in your arms . the cries begin to silence & you wonder if you have broken her , but in place comes the faintest smile as she drifts in slumber . you are in awe by how something so small could be so precious , & from there on you swear to protect her with your life .
you are six when the blood fever sweeps the land . a relentless disease that leaves none unscathed ; you are marked with nearly ethereal snowy hair , your sister with marks on her back . father dies days within illness , your mother taken shortly after . it is there you learn of the word alone .
you survive through nine , barely getting by with your mother’s bakery as well as the occasional odd job here & there . you know the village whispers of you ; some saying why a heathen such as you walks these lands , others stunned by the beauty of a boy who bears winter’s colors , then the whispers of how your parents perished because of you & your sister . you grin & bear it all , taking their comments with a smile despite fear . some weeks you do not eat ; find that you do not quite need to after the blood fever struck you . you wonder why it is so , as well as how people flinch away from your touch , but never had the time to ponder upon it as all your focus was on letting your sister survive . the more for her , the better .
by ten , estenzia is practically knocking at your door to burn you & your sister at the stake . you have gathered enough to hide away north , your father’s homeland , where it is safer & kinder . but you are a step too late ; a former friend of your father’s desperately your family’s lives in exchange for a decent meal . a simple report to the inquisition axis has you & your sister surrounded in your attempt to sneak into a boat heading north . you tell your sister to run ahead , that you’ll catch up with her . you remember the fear in your sister’s eyes as she looks up at you , brown & frail so much like your mother . that is the last time you see your sister .
you feel a dreading relief as the boat leaves the pier , glad that her last sight of you is not the way you stand in the midst of inquisitors frozen to death by your hands .
your name is jack frost . jackson overland died that night , & you have promised yourself that none shall suffer as he & his sister has . to fulfill that promise , you sought out the vigilante dagger society & pledge your allegiance to them if they will let you , swearing to protect malfettos & people alike .
name. hiro hamada
age. 15
powers. illusions (mostly things)
alignment. death, ambition, wisdom. (moritas, fortuna, sapientus).
markings. burn markings on hands
society. ROSE
backstory. born into a middle-class blacksmith family, Hiro lived a fairly happy life with his twin and older brother. when he was three, his entire family caught the blood fever, killing his parents within days of catching it. the three children had no time to mourn, secluded in an empty house until the fever ran its course. in the end––––they were all marked. Tadashi came the worst off, with crawling markings up the left side of his body, reminiscent of the flames that would later claim his life.
Hiro was lucky––––only his hands were marked, and lightly with scars that could pass for burns. ideal for a blacksmith’s child. there was no funeral held for their parents as their aunt took them in. Cassandra ran an inn–––very popular in the capital of Estenzia. That is, until her malfetto nephews came to stay. business dropped, the boys were forbidden from showing their faces to the public. so Hiro read–––and read–––and read. his thirst for knowledge grew nearly as great as his desire for revenge on those who would have him dead.
perhaps it began when he was 8–––little things popping up in his peripheral vision, books that weren’t there–––a nice, hot, meal sitting in the corner. fueled by his ravenous appetite for knowledge–––to make himself better, he honed these visions in secret. walking through the capital, making shadows grow ever so slightly, showing a starving dog a nice bone.
but the Inqusition began to catch on. hearing word of a boy who drew things from thin air. and they came for him. in fear, he confessed himself to his brothers–––a young, thirteen year old boy with a death mark above his head. and so another took his place on the stake. head held high above the leaping flames as Tadashi withered into ash. and Hiro mourned.
He began to see his brother–––hear his voice whispering in his ear. things not even his twin could notice–––Hiro’s own personal demons. he went mad with a desire for revenge, fleeing the inn at age fourteen––seeking out the notorious ROSE SOCIETY.
It was a grueling process, but he passed their tests–––falling under the wing of none other than Adelina Amourteru––––The White Wolf. his ambitions matched her own, vengeance on the poor fools who made the malfettos suffer, the ones who stole everything from him.
Merida DunBroch ( @whittlebow ), welcome to the Dagger Society. We have determined your alignment to be FORTUNA (AMBITION), TRISTIUS (SORROW), AND CALDORA (FURY). Your training as a Young Elite will begin shortly. This will be a long and tedious process–––Should you prove yourself unworthy of the Dagger, you shall be released of your duties.
Raffaele.
*within the next 48 hours, please post a longer bio as well as one strong memory for each of your listed alignments above (1 para each, minimum of two alignments will be given). Please put the memories in a separate post from the bio (memories can be in same post).
1.what is your name and age?
Hansen Niels Westergaard
18 years old
Hans Westergaard, welcome to the Inquisition Axis, We have determined your alignment to be FORTUNA (AMBITION), SAPIENTUS (WISDOM), AND CALDORA (FURY). Your training as a Knight will begin shortly. This will be a long and tedious process–––Should you prove yourself unworthy of the Axis, you shall be released of your duties.
Teren.
*within the next 48 hours, please post a longer bio as well as ONE STRONG MEMORY for each of your listed alignments above (1 para each, minimum of two alignments will be given). Please put the memories in a separate post from the bio (memories can be in same post).
1. WHAT IS YOUR NAME AND AGE? anna mauricedottir ; 18 years old
Anna Mauricedottir ( @freckledbutton ), welcome to the Rose Society, We have determined your alignment to be AMARE (LOVE) AND COMPASIA (COMPASSION). Your training as a Young Elite will begin shortly. This will be a long and tedious process–––Should you prove yourself unworthy of the Rose Society, you shall be released of your duties.
Violetta.
*within the next 48 hours, please post a longer bio as well as ONE STRONG MEMORY for each of your listed alignments above (1 para each, minimum of two alignments will be given). Please put the memories in a separate post from the bio (memories can be in same post).
Kai Hamada ( @saiichii ), welcome to the Dagger Society, We have determined your alignment to be TRISTIUS (SORROW & WAR), COMPASIA (COMPASSION), FORTUNA (AMBITION), AND SAPIENTUS (WISDOM). Your training as a Young Elite will begin shortly. This will be a long and tedious process–––Should you prove yourself unworthy of the Dagger Society, you shall be released of your duties.
Raffaele.
*within the next 48 hours, please post a longer bio as well as ONE STRONG MEMORY for each of your listed alignments above (1 para each, minimum of two alignments will be given). Please put the memories in a separate post from the bio (memories can be in same post).
DECEPTION. BETRAYAL. MURDER.
V. YOUNG ELITES
PANFANDOM
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YOU ARE a Young Elite. Struck by the BLOOD FEVER as a child, suffering through a terrible illness that would scar you for life. Marring your face, your beauty, your future. No longer were you beloved by your parents–––you were a burden. People would shout malfetto whenever they saw you–––pelting you with rotten food and stones.
AND ALL of a sudden, life was different. your despair turned to hatred. hatred towards the QUEEN of Kenettra who subjected you to this hellish life. Hatred towards the people who tortured you just for showing your face on the streets. And that’s when you discovered you were extraordinary. In your blood ran godly magic––––powers most would only dream of. you could make those who laughed at you suffer and cower in fear as you did.
You’ve escaped the eye of the High Inquisition for now––––but you know, if they catch you, you’ll be burned alive. So you move carefully, in the shadows. reaching out to those you know can help. YOU REACH OUT TO THE ROSE SOCIETY / DAGGER SOCIETY.
But your trials don’t end there. Now you must pass their tests.
CLICK FOR ROSE SOCIETY APP.
CLICK FOR DAGGER SOCIETY APP.
YOU ARE part of the Inquisition Axis. The only thing standing between order and chaos. serving the QUEEN of Kenettra, you obey her every order to suppress and destroy the malfettos who have brought nothing but misfortune to your beloved kingdom. Since the blood fever–––the land has suffered. Drought has ravaged the beautiful kingdom, food shortages are rampant. No one will do business with a marked family. And so the kingdom suffers because of the abominations in your land.
HEADQUARTED IN the capital, Estenzia, you are in charge of protecting the Queen and country, no matter what the cost. You persecute and kill any malfetto accused of being a Young Elite–––they will all be burned at the stake for the sake of the country.
THE YOUNG Elites want to seize your country from you. They want to place one of their own upon the throne and destroy everything held dear to your nation. DO NOT LET THEM SUCCEED.
