Character Castle 2.0
July 21, 2020 at 8:44 pm #116367Rusted Knight@rusted-knight
Well the original castle is loaded up and running smooth so I believe it best to found another. The rules are the same if you have read the original but to the newbies, here they are again
1. Any character is welcome, hero or villain, incomplete or fully developed.
2. Characters may enter or leave the castle at the writer’s choice.
3. The castle is meant to test your characters so all actions within Forum Guideline are allowed. However, certain crimes may incur the wrath of the castle’s guardians. Villains beware.
4. The number of active characters shall be no more than 1o to allow writers to easily keep up with who is in.
5. Invent rooms at will. The castle’s floor plan changes at random so if you can’t remember the map, who cares.
6. Going beyond the castle’s outer ramparts is impossible. This is to limit the size to a degree and encourage character interaction.
7. Have fun.
The Devil saw me with my head down and got excited. Then I said AmenJuly 21, 2020 at 9:27 pm #116369
Ooh, this sounds cool! What exactly is the castle? How do the characters get in? And do they usually enter on accident or on purpose? Sorry for all the questions, I guess I fall into the newbie category 😛
"A writer is a world trapped in a person. " ~Victor HugoJuly 21, 2020 at 9:57 pm #116373Rusted Knight@rusted-knight
In the old castle, it was more of accident. Most ended up in a central room but not all.
The Devil saw me with my head down and got excited. Then I said AmenJuly 21, 2020 at 10:19 pm #116376
That makes sense. Thank you so much!
"A writer is a world trapped in a person. " ~Victor HugoJuly 22, 2020 at 8:17 pm #116422
Ooh YES!! I guess I’ll drop in my si-fi ADHD kleptomaniac tomorrow if all goes well.
I probably better write a brief;
Name; Ehud (…actually nobody knows his last name…I’m not even sure he does)
Physical; average height, spiky cowlick yellow hair, gray-blue eyes
Personality; VERY impulsive, empathetic and inquisitive, ENFP-t, exceptionally resourceful and cool under pressure but panics when everything’s normal, always has a completely unconventional way of solving very simple problems that could be fixed with common sense, has a very quirky sense of humor, very optimistic but also has social anxiety and dysthymia (mild but constant depression), pretty laid back and confident but sensitive and socially awkward around strangers/acquaintances,
Occupation…*Ehud snatches keyboard from me, types “SURVIVAL EXPERT!!!” me sarcastic “haha. Trouble-magnet” “escape artist?” me; “I don’t think so.”*
Occupation; Trouble-magnet (/escape arti-“I didn’t give you permission to break the Fourth Wall! Get off my script!”)
Biggest motivation; Helping peopl- *“BLOWING UP STUFF!!!” me; “Ehud, you have your own personality and I can’t prevent you from doing anything that’s in character. But if you open any of those soda cans you’ve spend the past half-hour trying to juggle, I will personally shred every page I’ve written that your name has ever graced.”*
Favorite color; *PINK! me glare at my character for a full week; “your favorite color can’t be pink!” “why?” me; “it’s a girl color-!” “Actually, it was originally a boy color while blue was a girl color was ‘too strong and decisive’ until toy producer-” me; “We. Are not. Even going there. Pick a different color!” Ehud gives stubborn look; “pink.” me buries face in hands; “fine! Just…don’t blurt that out to anybody.”*
Favorite color; *sigh*…pink.
Things Ehud likes; novelty, caffeine, people, fuzzy animals, stabbing people with pencils, caffeine, new music, kids, fixing(ish) things, rewiring junk into crazy but somehow useful junk, caffeine *“wait, what was that middle one?” Ehud “…caffeine?” me; “no the other one.” Ehud “…fuzzy animals?”*
Things Ehud hates; math (hence his crazy junk is always mismeasured and therefore prone to misfiring and/or exploding), snobs, routine, being forced to do things the “correct” way, excessively detailed plans, bullying, sitting still, getting yanked out of “the zone” while working, fake people (He can see through it. Always.)
Thing Ehud is clueless about; flirting, prejudice, personal hygiene, personal space, the fact that some things are considered inappropriate to mention in public,
Don't let the voices in your head drive you insane;only some of them can drive; most are underageJuly 22, 2020 at 9:42 pm #116430
Ha ha, your character sounds really funny! I’ll post my character soon (Hopefully!)
"A writer is a world trapped in a person. " ~Victor HugoJuly 24, 2020 at 8:25 pm #116575
ahh, late on the first day, see how reliable i am XD. Aw thanks, fellow newbie, btw what’s a thwapling?
Well here goes;
Everything felt sharp and real. Oh he put his foot in it this time.
“I’m guessing this is a highly restricted area…” That was about the time the shooting started.
Just keep running, whatever you do don’t stop running. He tore himself up bad on the barbwire which he probably shouldn’t have cutting through to begin with. Forest. Of course there’s a forest; helped scramble signals. Bang bang! Ehud dropped and feigned death. The idea was to wait for one of the soldiers to check and he’d attack him and grab his gun (it works in all the movies!). But he rolled several yards down a steep slope, which was probably for the best considering all the flaws in his plan.
Thump thump thump. He lost all track of where he was. Lights fluttered on every line of sight but that was nothing on the buzzing in his ears. Keep moving. Don’t stop. Trickling water. Grated steel incline that caught the debris (for lack of a nicer word) in the sewer-quality currents. Well, he’d been in worse. With the shouts right above him, it took Ehud two seconds to scramble down the water duct (that may or may not be the correct term for it but he didn’t care right now). Ice cold! From there he crawled and caught several spider webs in his hair. Dizzy.
“My brother’s gonna kill me-no I take that back, Rosy’ll kill me first!” Rosario de Vera Cruz was something like their self-adopted sibling and something like the person who was diagnosed as a sociopath until you saw her around her inner circle of friends. Kinda tired. She was an undyingly cool person to be around. What was going on? Ehud felt so nauseatingly dizzy.
“Oh. There’s a light at the end of the tunnel…is that a good thing?” However long it took him to drag himself through, he landed in the last place he expected any sewer to end. Library? He toppled to the floor and shook himself.
“Well…either I’m unconscious or I’m gonna have a really long talk with my guardian angel…” Wiping his face with his jacket sleeve only managed to make him muddier. “Uh…hello…anybody?”
Staggering to his feet, Ehud tried to take in his surroundings. There was no water duct! Every wall was filled with bookcases. Raking one hand through his hair he touched the spine of several books curiously. I’m mean, sure he just survived this whole escapade, probably won’t last the night and was running out of life-saving adrenaline, but landing in a mysterious abandoned library was freaking interesting!
“I think…I think I’m in shock…I think-I wonder if you hallucinate in shock or…-I think I’m bleeding…” Ehud glanced down at his side which was oozing something reddish crusted with black. Mechanically, Ehud tore some pages out of the book and used that to sort of staunch the bleeding. Would need something more effective.
“Duct tape.” He gave the place a cursory look. A nightstand, a couch, some candles with accompanying tables, probably a couple other stuff. “No duct tape.”
First of all something to sanitize the gash. It wasn’t that bad, hardly broke the skin to him, but it wouldn’t stop bleeding. It was a little hard to catch his breath. He pressed his fist into the side of his head, trying to focus, as he dug a marble out of his jacket pocket. Only rich people had libraries. Letting the marble roll on the ground he followed its path along the fractional incline of the floor. And rich people usually liked their wine. Unsteadily, Ehud sank to where the marble ended up, pulling each book in turn until-click!
“Yep. Hidden safe.” The bookcase opened up to a small steely door. Unfortunately, he didn’t know how to pick a safe. Fortunately (and suspiciously) it was unlocked. Oh well, he could sort through that later. There were two bottles of…some sort of alcohol. When he wrenched the cork lid off it smelled horrible and it felt even worse when he dumped it on his injury.
“Owthatsucksowthatsucksowthatsucks!” But what did it taste like? Ehud shoved the intrusive thought aside. Now something to stop the bleeding. The drink smelt so awful did that mean it tasted good to make up for it?
“Wonder if Rosy ever had this stuff…” He left the bottle by the open safe and glanced around for…candle wax smells. Wait. He snatched a candle with enough energy he nearly toppled over. Luckily he landed on the couch. Sure he was a bloody mess but he didn’t exactly live on the good side of town so this wasn’t a biggie. Turning the candle on its side he coaxed the wax into dripping onto the gash; that would (theoretically) staunch the bleeding. You lose a lot of blood and your body uses water to make up the difference so you’re prone to dehydration. Running out of energy, this took way longer for real. Ehud finally rolled over on his side and wrapped part of his jacket over the injury. If anybody came he could act like he was alright (probably) but he couldn’t function any more for one night.
Don't let the voices in your head drive you insane;only some of them can drive; most are underageJuly 25, 2020 at 2:17 pm #116683
That was great!
Ha, ha, you’re good. I mean, I haven’t even posted my character!
And to answer your question, it’s a fantasy creature from the book series ‘The Wingfeather Saga’ I really recommend it. 😀
Alright here’s my character. (BTW, all the characters are from different worlds, correct?)
Age: 16 as well
Appearance: Long, brown hair; icy blue eyes
Personality: Quiet; focused; honest; serious; quick temper; no patience; secretive; claustrophobic; not very good under pressure
Major flaw: Lacks compassion
Minor flaw: Holds a grudge
Is this good? Do you need anymore information?
"A writer is a world trapped in a person. " ~Victor HugoJuly 25, 2020 at 2:22 pm #116687
Oh, I forgot to say that her weapon is a double-bladed axe and she gets annoyed very easily.
"A writer is a world trapped in a person. " ~Victor HugoJuly 25, 2020 at 8:31 pm #116712
ahh, yes BRING HER IN!!! What’s the Wingfeather Saga about?
Don't let the voices in your head drive you insane;only some of them can drive; most are underageJuly 25, 2020 at 8:35 pm #116716Wingiby Iggiby@wingiby-iggiby
Oooo! This looks fun and I really need to develop characters. I have only one book I am working on, but I can use multiple characters from that. Is it alright if I switch characters several times to give each of them a chance? I can’t wait to put in my villains and good guys!
BTW, I probably won’t be able to post a lot since I’m moving, but I’ll try!
@this-is-not-an-alien, I just wanted to say you are HYSTERICAL!
And @mischievous-thwapling, that is a cool name, Colma!
God is great, milk-shakes are good, and people are crazy.July 25, 2020 at 8:47 pm #116717
Thanks, Wingiby!! I’m soo excited you’re joining!! After all, the maximum amount of people allowed in this is ten, and we only had two, but now you’re here!!! Yay!! I LOVE reading your writing!!! 😀 And yes, you can totally switch around characters!!
"A writer is a world trapped in a person. " ~Victor HugoJuly 25, 2020 at 8:50 pm #116718
@this-is-not-an-alien, oops! Just saw your post now! Thanks! Well, it’s a little hard to explain but it’s in a world called Anneria and the main characters are three children named Janner, Tink, and Leeli. I don’t want to spoil anything so maybe I’ll just leave it at that 😛
"A writer is a world trapped in a person. " ~Victor HugoJuly 25, 2020 at 8:52 pm #116719
Unless you want me to elaborate 😉
"A writer is a world trapped in a person. " ~Victor HugoJuly 25, 2020 at 9:38 pm #116725
I have no idea how I forget sooo many things but Colma has a thick Russian accent. (Unless that doesn’t work for anyone)
"A writer is a world trapped in a person. " ~Victor Hugo
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