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Character Castle 2.0 – Room B

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  • #149021
    Rose
    @rose-colored-fancy

    @inkhorn

    XD I’ll just go ahead and apologize for whatever Conroy is going to say in return. XD

    I love how half of the interactions in any given character castle are like “I’m sorry I don’t control them! They’re awful and not a reflection of me as a person please forgive me!” XD

    As it should be, it means they’re interesting characters XD

    I double checked it in my Latin book, and you were correct. I have no idea why I chose to have my characters speak Latin, but I’m too attached to the idea to change it XD

    I was right??? I’m shocked XD

    Don’t change it! It’s epic, I love it! Why do you think I chose to make Athena a Latin nerd XD

    You can say that again. I’m constantly flipping through my Latin book to those pages with those wonderful charts. I’m going to have to dog ear them.

    Oh, same XD I still have my old textbook lying around and it’s just completely marked over with tape tags that direct to the various charts XD They’re absolute lifesavers!

    I love how Latin is just the most ridiculously impractical language. I have never seen another language that has a word for “Maker of long-sleeved tunics” but doesn’t have a word for “Yes” XD It’s absolutely ridiculous, I love it so much XD


    @merieshenanigans

    I’m quite fond of your characters as well; Ophelia especially already has my heart. She’s a type of character I love to read about but really don’t see often enough!

    Thank you! I love her too XD

    I figured out I love how Athena and Ophelia need to go together to have maximum impact. Ophelia is the Golden Retriever/Unstoppable force to Athena’s Judgmental Cat/immovable object XD It’s hilarious, honestly XD I don’t even know how they became friends tbh. Must be quite a story XD

    Aaaand we will see where this little idiot’s favorite catchphrase will get him soon enough… *shrugs*

    Oh, goodness, he’s so stupid I adore him already 🥰🥰

    Without darkness, there is no light. If there was no nighttime, would the stars be as bright?

    #149044
    Inkhorn
    @inkhorn

    @merieshenanigans

    Aaaand we will see where this little idiot’s favorite catchphrase will get him soon enough… *shrugs*

    😂 For some reason the term “little idiot” cracks me up.


    @rose-colored-fancy

    Who knew that made up people could be so independent? 😅

    CONROY

    “It should be ‘Bonum scutum’. ‘Shield’ is the subject, so it’s in nominativus, and the adjective matches the noun in tense, case, and gender,” a bored voice from a few shelves down stated.

    Annoyance flared up within me as I realized that the voice was right. “You’re right. I apologize that my incorrect Latin grammar d-disturbed you from whatever you are d-doing,” I said in the sincerest voice I could manage.

    The girl, Ophelia, smiled apologetically. I stared back coldly.

    “That’s a nice name! For some reason, my parents decided to name me after that character in Hamlet, though I don’t make a habit of dying dramatically after being driven into madness,” she said, ignoring my statement to her hidden friend.

    She smiled widely again. Clearly she was one of those people who thought that stretching one’s mouth upwards would solve the world’s problems. Then, she collapsed into a nearby chair and began studying her brightly colored and impractical looking shoes.

    I snorted. She was a strange one though her honesty was refreshing. I turned back to my book though this time I paid more attention to my surroundings than to the book’s contents. I did not wish to embarrass myself again.

    “Wow, you’ve been in here for five minutes, and you’ve bored me already. That’s got to be some sort of record,” a new voice boomed.

    I jumped slightly but thankfully did not scream. I scanned the library, but the voice’s owner remained hidden.

    “For those who cared enough to find out where I am, I’ll put your minds at ease. I’m the castle. Now while you puzzle over that bombshell, I’m going to drop another one on you. In about a second or so, the lights will flip off. In about a second after that, poisonous snakes will be released into the library. Since the auth-, I mean, my bosses don’t want you dead after only a couple of minutes, I’ll make sure that the snakes will stay on the ground. They won’t go flying around the room or climbing up walls. Everyone got that? ‘Kay so, that’s it. Peace out and try not to die. I’m getting paid a $100 an hour to traumatize you not to kill you.”

    My brain was still registering what the “castle” had said when all the lights went out. I threw the book down and felt along the bookshelf. Perhaps climbing it would be the answer. I tested it. It swayed dangerously. No, that was not option. I stumbled forward and felt the chairs and furniture in front of me. I climbed on. It would do for now.


    @merieshenanigans

    It’s your choice whether you want Erik to hear The Castle and whether the lights will shut off.

     

    It does not do to leave a live dragon out of your calculations if you live near him. -Tolkien

    #149047
    Merie
    @merieshenanigans

    @rose-colored-fancy

    I figured out I love how Athena and Ophelia need to go together to have maximum impact. Ophelia is the Golden Retriever/Unstoppable force to Athena’s Judgmental Cat/immovable object XD It’s hilarious, honestly XD I don’t even know how they became friends tbh. Must be quite a story XD

    Hahaha I love that, it must have been quite a story indeed


    @inkhorn

    It’s your choice whether you want Erik to hear The Castle and whether the lights will shut off.

    Dear me, things do progress rather quickly here. I guess I’ll wait and see what the other characters do first… xD

    ~ always be a happy camper ~

    #149051
    Rose
    @rose-colored-fancy

    @inkhorn
    And the quota for blatant fourth-wall-breaking has been filled for the week XD Somehow we end up shattering the fourth wall with quite alarming frequency, it’s great XD

    Athena

    This was the oddest book I’d ever read. I scowled at it and turned the page.

    “You think I’m odd, do you?” It read, a single sentence sprawled across the page.

    Well, I rather do.

    “You don’t even know the half of it.”

    I rather wouldn’t, if it’s all the same to you.

    “Who said you had a choice?”

    I instantly glanced over at Ophelia, but she had comfortably sprawled on one of the armchairs, legs extended, admiring her shoes. They were horrifically impractical, I had no idea how she even walked in those, let alone skip and fling herself around as she did.

    “You’re right. I apologize that my incorrect Latin grammar d-disturbed you from whatever you are d-doing,” the man answered my comment.

    “No trouble,” I answered, briefly. At least he hadn’t gotten ruffled and defensive at it. I was right, after all.

    “Wow, you’ve been in here for five minutes, and you’ve bored me already. That’s got to be some sort of record,” a deep, unknown voice boomed.

    I glanced down at the book. The same words had appeared on the decaying pages. A shiver ran up and down my spine. What kind of elaborate prank was this? Was it some of the upper-class students who thought they were funny? Had this been previously set up, with something reading from a script? That wouldn’t explain the book that had seemed to answer my thoughts.

    Something was very wrong.

    “Oh, I’m sorry I didn’t greet you earlier,” Ophelia answered, cheerily. “I’d like to, where are you?”

    I shot her a confused look. How could she not be worried by anything that was happening? It was so ridiculous, had she even thought about it at all?

    I was done with this situation. I turned toward the door and started back, reaching into my messy braid for my hairpins. If only it was an old lock, I wouldn’t have any trouble with it. Otherwise, I could dig out the lockpicks I kept hidden in my sachel.

    I would report this to… someone. I didn’t feel like solving it.

    “Ophelia, come on,” I called back.

    “Not so fast,” the same deep voice answered.

    “For those who cared enough to find out where I am, I’ll put your minds at ease. I’m the castle.”

    “You’re not a castle, you’re a library,” I corrected. “And you’re not a library, you’re a speaker with someone who thinks they’re funny behind it.”

    “Now while you puzzle over that bombshell, I’m going to drop another one on you. In about a second or so, the lights will flip off. In about a second after that, poisonous snakes will be released into the library.”

    Ophelia couldn’t let that opportunity to be dramatic slip. She let out a shriek, though it was so obviously planned that it lost a lot of effect. She sounded more excited than scared.

    “Since the auth-, I mean, my bosses don’t want you dead after only a couple of minutes, I’ll make sure that the snakes will stay on the ground. They won’t go flying around the room or climbing up walls. Everyone got that? ‘Kay so, that’s it. Peace out and try not to die. I’m getting paid a $100 an hour to traumatize you not to kill you.”

    I tapped my foot on the floor, trying to figure out what to do. Just then, the lights flicked out.

    Pure instinct took over. I’d have to believe the speaker for now.

    I turned and ran for the chairs and climbed onto one.

    Ophelia had followed my example, though she perched on the back-rest of a wing-back chair as though it was a completely natural position.

    “Do you have any snake repellant with you?” Ophelia asked, surprisingly perky, despite the circumstances. Maybe she hadn’t figured out that we could die. On the other hand, if she panicked, we’d be in a worse position.

    “You, incorrect Latin speaker, do you have anywhere high to stand?”

    “It’s Conroy,” Ophelia corrected, gently.

    “Whatever,” I said, distractedly.

    We had to come up with a solution, the snakes could easily climb onto the chairs eventually.

    I didn’t have snake repellant, but Ophelia did.

    “Do you have hairspray on you?” I asked.

    Ophelia fished in her sparkly purse and fished out a pocket-sized can of hairspray. I knew it, she always had it on her. It was as strong as glue, she used it for ballet-class, when stray strands were the enemy.

    “I’m not an expert on how much hairspray will kill a snake, but I don’t think they’ll like it,” I said.

    “You’re a genius,” Ophelia said, admiringly.

    “Focus on staying alive for now,” I said, briefly, though I was rather flattered by her remark.

     

     

     

    Without darkness, there is no light. If there was no nighttime, would the stars be as bright?

    #149058
    Laura K. Abeid
    @mamaauthoress

    Oh gosh … I’m so sorry — I forgot about this. 😅

    What’s happening right now? I can’t really read it all (stupid overwhelming disorder); could I have a summary, please? Thanks!

    I am broken. I am bleeding .... But I am beautiful.

    #149060
    Rose
    @rose-colored-fancy

    @mamaauthoress

    Well, not a whole lot XD


    @inkhorn
    , @merieshenanigans , and me dropped in our characters. They’ve all been hanging around, kinda talking to each other a bit. Merie’s character is off in another room but all the others are together in a library.

    The castle just turned off the lights and sent snakes at them. We’re still just getting started 🙂

    Without darkness, there is no light. If there was no nighttime, would the stars be as bright?

    #149063
    Inkhorn
    @inkhorn

    @merieshenanigans

    *smiles sheepishly* Maybe I should have waited a couple more minutes before releasing the snakes. *embarrassed laugh* xD


    @rose-colored-fancy

    And the quota for blatant fourth-wall-breaking has been filled for the week XD Somehow we end up shattering the fourth wall with quite alarming frequency, it’s great XD

    XD The fourth wall is made to be broken! I wonder how the term “fourth wall” came around.


    @mamaauthoress

    No worries! And we need Ruan and his fire powers because hair spray will only do so much good (it’s the only thing keeping our characters from death right now XD)

    CONROY

    Ophelia and the other girl scrambled onto separate chairs, apparently deciding, like I did, that it was the best course of action for now.

    “Do you have any snake repellant on you?” Ophelia sang.

    I shook my head in disbelief. This girl was crazy. “I’m afraid that s-snake repellant d-doesn’t exist,” I said.

    “You, incorrect Latin speaker, do you have anywhere high to stand?” the other girl asked.

    “Yes,” I replied shortly, biting back a sharp retort. When in a dark library that is about to be filled with poisonous snakes, witty comebacks were the least of my worries.

    I began to click my tongue, trying to formulate a plan of survival. The chairs would not keep us safe for very long and there was no way out of the library. I didn’t have anything sharp or heavy that could ward off the snakes. I studied the ceiling as best as I could in the darkness. There were ledges about a foot wide near the top. I scanned the walls, but aside from the bookshelves, I did not find anything that could get us to the top. The ledges taunted me as I searched desperately for a way up. At the far end of the room were curtains that ran down from the ledges. I squinted, trying to judge their thickness. Perhaps, perhaps, they would be able to support a person’s weight. I surveyed the rods holding them. They seemed sturdy enough. A spark of hope was struck within me. I might be able to survive after all.

    “I’m not an expert on how much hairspray will kill a snake, but I don’t think they’ll like it.”

    It was the unnamed girl. I smiled. The “hairspray,” whatever that was, would aid in my, rather our, escape. I cleared my throat. “I have s-some more good news. I think I just found a way out. We just need to get t-to those curtains and climb up them. We can sit up on them until Castle stops.”

    I noticed that shadows began to glide over the floors. The snakes had been unleashed.

    “Let’s go while there are only a few snakes,” I urged.

     

    It does not do to leave a live dragon out of your calculations if you live near him. -Tolkien

    #149076
    Merie
    @merieshenanigans

    @inkhorn

    No worries, the Castle has a great personality xD I don’t think it needs to do anything to Erik to be entertained by him, so I will leave him to his own devices until an opportunity for interaction arises xD

    ~ always be a happy camper ~

    #149080
    Brian Stansell
    @obrian-of-the-surface-world

    “I hear snakes don’t like cats.  Does somebody have a cat we could toss down there and…” [looks around at all of the glares and frowns] “What? Okay…okay! Just brainstorming here. I’ll see myself out.” 😉

    Brian Stansell (aka O'Brian of the Surface World)
    I was born in war.
    Fighting from my first breath.

    #149105
    Inkhorn
    @inkhorn

    @obrian-of-the-surface-world

    XD Though I wouldn’t be surprised if Ophelia has a cat in her bag…what do you think @rose-colored-fancy ?

    • This reply was modified 4 months, 3 weeks ago by Inkhorn.

    It does not do to leave a live dragon out of your calculations if you live near him. -Tolkien

    #149117
    Emily Waldorf
    @emily-waldorf

    Tullian

    Age 24ish

    of medium build

    Brown hair and olive eyes.

    His gift is that of an Empath, which means that he can feel others’ emotions. He’s still in training, so he hasn’t quite mastered it yet. (He’s still confused about what emotions he feels, and it’s hard for him to keep from being overwhelmed, b/c people are feeling things all the time).

     

    What’s the low-down of the goings on in here? (maybe I’ll just look at the last low-down post, unless things have changed too much).

    Don't cry for me, for I go where music is born ~J.S. Bach

    #149129
    Rose
    @rose-colored-fancy

    @inkhorn

    XD The fourth wall is made to be broken! I wonder how the term “fourth wall” came around.

    Oohhh, I actually know this! It comes from plays. Whenever characters were in a room, it was open on one side so the audience could see them. However, the characters only “see” the fourth wall of the room, which separates the audience from the characters.

    XD Though I wouldn’t be surprised if Ophelia has a cat in her bag…what do you think rose-colored-fancy ?

    Honestly, she might XD It would be in character XD I think Ophelia’s purse is like Mary Poppin’s carpetbag, you can pull out just about anything XD


    @emily-waldorf

    What’s the low-down of the goings on in here? (maybe I’ll just look at the last low-down post, unless things have changed too much).

    Ohhh, he sounds awesome! I can’t wait to meet Tullian! Nope, not much has happened since then, except Conroy came up with a plan to climb the curtains, I think the characters will end up doing that XD

    Without darkness, there is no light. If there was no nighttime, would the stars be as bright?

    #149131
    Emily Waldorf
    @emily-waldorf

    Tullian

    For a moment he couldn’t see anything. Then, gradually, his eyes cleared. He was standing in a library. Or, it ought to have been a library. But it was very small and dusty compared to the ones he was used to.

    There weren’t libraries in Cuth, where my parents still live.

    He wished he had more spare coins to send them. He shook himself, remembering that he didn’t know where he was yet.

    There were people in the room. 7, or so it looked like. Most were standing, staring at him, or at one another. One of them had his hands on the huge curtains, along with one of his feet.

    Tullian raised an eyebrow. People didn’t climb curtains in the castle.

    At first glance he couldn’t tell what the atmosphere was in the room. I should be able to do that by now. He closed his eyes and took a step toward them.

    Annoyance.

    a little bit of fear.

    That’s all he could tell.

    He opened his eyes and blushed. He must look pretty stupid to everyone.

    Don't cry for me, for I go where music is born ~J.S. Bach

    #149132
    Laura K. Abeid
    @mamaauthoress

    Okay, so I’m going to try something I’ve never tried before:

    Literally throwing my characters into the room. 😁

    I always try to do something subtle and seamless when introducing my characters, but NO MORE *swipes arm around*

    *knocks over the table lamp*

    *is unaware of the fire that started*

    😐

    As evidenced, I am strange.

    Very strange.

    *blinks*

    Right *clears throat*

    Hope y’all like my clever, rather annoying boi!

     

    OSLØN:

    I was falling.

    Falling falling falling-

    CRASH.

    After blinking a few times, I became aware that I had landed on … a table, and had upturned it over myself.

    The pain in my ribs was a stabbing, humming kind that seemed to reverberate through my whole skeleton-

    “AaaaAAGHAAGH!-”

    Something about as heavy as I was suddenly crashed on the half-broken table overtop of me.

    Wood and splinters flew everywhere.

    I was crushed by a table … and by my half-brother.

    Rúan you idiot!” I howled, each strained word taking away the little breath I had. “Get off before you kill me!

    There was a groan, the a muttering of something that sounded suspiciously like “wouldn’t care if I did.” Then the 130 pounds of oaf rolled off the painful sandwich he’d made, easing the pressure off my back a little.

    With little to no strength, I shakily pushed myself to my knees, the demolished table pieces sliding bumpily off my half-broken body.

    Rúan watched as I sufferingly made my way to my feet, not bothering to extend a hand of assistance like he would do with everyone else.

    Anyone else.

    “You’re getting old, Ozzy,” Rúan remarked once I had finally righted myself. “Twenty-four and you’re hauling yourself around like you’re eighty.”

    “Don’t call me that,” I snarled, bending forward to release the stiffness from my back.

    The stupid git just grinned — that annoying, cheeky smile that belonged to his father. He shook his head rapidly, plumes of dust billowing off the red curls that he’d inherited from our mother. “I like talking to you, since then I can release my temper and not feel a shred of guilt.”

    “Shut up, Rúdi.

    Rúan smile disappeared at my usage of our mother’s pet name for him.

    Then his face contorted into a pained, pinched scream.

    I looked down, and there was a snake with its jaws clamped around his ankle.

    I am broken. I am bleeding .... But I am beautiful.

    #149138
    Merie
    @merieshenanigans

    ERIK

    A scream shattered the silence around him.

    Erik sighed. Perhaps he wasn’t meant to touch the food after all… Oh well. We’ll deal with this later.

    Curiosity aroused, he left the kitchens, heading in the direction of the noise. It didn’t sound like your usual ghostly-specter-in-the-haunted-mansion kind of scream, more like a man who was very startled or in pain.

    It could be a trap… or it could be that a fellow human being was trapped with him in this strange castle. If it was, they could figure out the kitchen mystery together. He drew one of his knives to be safe.

    He stopped in front of a pair of heavy-looking closed doors at the end of the hallway. A cobra-shaped brass knocker glowered at him on the one to the right. Every last shred of reason told him not to open that door–it was probably locked, anyway–and get out of there before he regretted it.

    Well, the door wasn’t locked.

    The instant he stepped foot inside, something long flashed below his line of sight. Years of experience moved his body before his mind could; he dodged with a quick step and slashed downward.

    There–he backed out of the room, staring down at the beheaded snake lying halfway across the threshold. That was close.

    What was going on in this room? Whispers of movement alerted him to the presence of more than one person-sized being inside, but the dim torches in the hallway illuminated nothing but the slim, arrowlike shapes rustling through the blood-red carpet.

    Multitudes of black diamond eyes glimmered out at him from the shadows. Erik pulled out another knife.

    ~ always be a happy camper ~

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