Character Castle 2.0
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Basil:
“I should have died. They wouldn’t miss me like they miss her.”
Her.
A friend? A relative?
Maybe a special friend?
Basil narrowed his eyes. There was no telling who “she” was, and as curious as he was, it would only make things worse to ask.
But I want to know.
He could see her now, warm eyes blazing in the cold glare of the overhead lights, silently eating a rationed lunch while he stared into his plate.
Or maybe a few months prior, when he accidentally caught her gawking at him through that tiny window in the gym door. He could feel it as if it were yesterday – quickly averting her shining eyes as a warm glow blossomed in his chest.
Basil grit his teeth.
Why didn’t I tell her then?
Timid timid timid timid timid…
“Hey,” The red-haired man’s quiet voice pulled him out of his thoughts. “Hey. What has happened has happened. You can’t change it. She probably would not have wanted you to keep dwelling on this.” Quin silently stared at him. “Tell me,” he asked gently, “would she have wanted this for you?”
Quin opened his mouth, shutting it just as quickly. “I-I … guess not,” he stuttered. The man smiled faintly.
“There. Don’t dwell on it, okay? It won’t do you any good.” Quin nodded weakly.
Would she have wanted this for you?
Who’s she?
Basil risked a glance at the boy.
Maybe you and I are more alike than I thought.
He sighed and squeezed his knees tight against his chest.
He could see her, sitting alone on that grimy iron bench, knuckles pressed white against the rails as the subway rattled and bumped down corroded tracks. Her ashen gaze flickered, now glowing like a dying ember, now blazing like a torch.Oh Saskia.
If only you knew…
@emily-waldorf sometime I think Basil should ask Quin about who exactly “she” is. It’s probably not going to go over well lol, but I think he’s going to be surprised by the answer 😉 I need to get caught up on the story first though lolAlso…
YOU DID NOT JUST KILL QATAR
…did you?
🙁
Also @everyone I have a pretty good idea of what (or should I say…who) the Castle’s threat against Basil should be, but I’m not really sure who exactly it wants to pit him against. Any suggestions?
*laughs as one fey*
Okay, put yourself in my position. It’s first thing in the morning. I’m catching up with the posts as I do every morning. There are a lot, and I somehow miss the first ten in my emails.
So, I missed @emily-waldorf ‘s first post. I only read the reactions and I can’t adequately describe the sheer chaos of trying to figure out who had died, who killed them, how they died and what happened. It was as effectual as the proverbial bucket of cold water. It was a mess and honestly hysterical in hindsight.
Where do I start XD
Emily, HOW COULD YOU?? Whyyyyy??? I liked him!!!
Aydin’s not going to be able to handle this…
Okayy… I did not expect it to be that hardcore XD I have opened Pandora’s can of worms… XD
Hii I’m so sorryI haven’t been active lately there’s just a lot going on with college, work and some personal stuff that’s really stressed me out to the point where I find it hard to write at all and I’m honestly praying a lot for the situation to be solved. I’ve had to ask for extensions for a couple of my assignments because I haven’t been able to work properly.
That is absolutely fine! I know the feeling, it’s very overwhelming. I’ll pray for you too! Take a break and take care of yourself!
…
I’ll see if I can process what happened and then post later XD
Without darkness, there is no light. If there was no nighttime, would the stars be as bright?
@calidris Yes, Quin is 19–I think they are pretty close. Sure, Basil can ask who “she” is, but it might come out before then.
Also… YOU DID NOT JUST KILL QATAR …did you?
What does it look like, lol?
Quoth the raven, "Nevermore!"
https://silverpenstrokes.wordpress.comEmily, HOW COULD YOU?? Whyyyyy??? I liked him!!! Aydin’s not going to be able to handle this…
Good. Wonderful! I can’t wait. Yeah, I’m sorry about the deluge of posts…I kinda figured that might happen to you. Rum way to figure it out, though. (Also, for the record, this moral challenge was your idea so…it’s your fault?? Just kidding, of course.:D )
Quoth the raven, "Nevermore!"
https://silverpenstrokes.wordpress.comOkayy… I did not expect it to be that hardcore XD I have opened Pandora’s can of worms… XD
This is me, plotting beforehand. Why do you think I instigated that guess-the-character’s-reaction thingy, lol? It was totally in character for them both though, and I must say I had fun writing it. Because I’m a monster–er, that is, author. Also probably because I’ve been watching Avengers: Infinity War. So…no problem killing off perfectly good characters after that.
Quoth the raven, "Nevermore!"
https://silverpenstrokes.wordpress.com@emily-waldorf @rose-colored-fancy @calidris @mamaauthoress @this-is-not-an-alien @rusted-knight @denali-christianson
Hey Guys okay so I’m a little bit motivated today so I’m gonna give this thing another go…
So what’s happening so far? Is Qatar dead?! Seriously – ah jeez
Okay, the castle told them they have to wound one other person (doesn’t matter who) or face some kind of consequence. (you can pick)
Evie wounded Niarok, Niarok refused, Yila almost did but hasn’t (yet) Aydin wouldn’t but might, Quin did, Qatar wouldn’t and the castle killed him off. Klein and Rúan haven’t so far but might. Basil and Misu haven’t reacted yet.
I think that was everything? It’s a mess, I’m having trouble myself XD Sorry if I messed anything up, anyone!
Also, the castle earlier told all the others that Aydin, Niarok, and Lorcan are assassins and that Quin and Yila are murderers. I told you it’s a mess XD None of them are reacting well XD
Without darkness, there is no light. If there was no nighttime, would the stars be as bright?
Great thanks! Gosh this should be fun haha 🙂
Also, that dialogue you just had with Lorcan there just made my entire day. XD
Haha lollll XDAnd thanks guys, it means a lot that you’re here for me. Even though we’ve never met face to face, I have so much fun with u guys 🙂
Lorcan
Lorcan stared at the pool of blood on the ground. Qatar’s blood.
Crikey. This was becoming more deadly by the minute.
“Now. Lets have some real fun,” the Castle boomed. “Moving onto the assassin with many names and yet still nameless.”
He felt slight shift in the air around him. Looking down, he saw groups of particles and tiny stones rolling towards him as if he were a magnet. As if suddenly, the Castle had literally centered its attention on him now. He clenched his fists.
“The assassin unworthy of leading. What shall I do with you?” The Castle wondered out loud. “Seeing as most of your morals have been eradicated, this will be rather tricky. Hmm…”
Lorcan glanced up and caught Yila’s eye. She was staring at him with apprehension. He tried to smile at her in reassurance. It was going to be okay –
“I could always make you relieve the Clash,” he stated. Lorcan’s blood froze. His muscles tensed to the point of physical pain. No – he couldn’t shop weakness now, he had to be strong-
“So many lives you took that day,” the Castle chuckled. “When the judges entered the battlefield, they were expecting some unlucky few that had lost their lives. Instead – all the contestants had been killed, and you stood in the midst of all the carnage. And you – your own father barely recognised you. Because your face was soaked in the blood of all young men you had just brutally murdered.”
Lorcan couldn’t speak, couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think – that day he had tried so hard to leave behind him was resurfacing again. Those – boys he killed – they-
“At the tender age of fifteen too,” the Castle added.
Through his blurred vision, he could see everyone’s faces. He could see their eyes. Were they afraid? Shocked? Angered?
“Yeah. I was fifteen,” he answered with a growl. Don’t show any emotion. “I didn’t know any better. Treated like dirt my whole life – all I knew was that in order to survive, to live – you had to get to the very top. No matter what. I didn’t – I didn’t know nothing – you hear me?”
The last part came out as a roar. Lorcan could feel the anger boiling over in torrents.
“Or perhaps – I could make you relieve the time you betrayed the only one who truly understood you.”
This time, Lorcan’s rage turned fiery. This Castle dared intrude on his most private, heartbreaking moments in life.
“Shut – up,” he said through gritted teeth. He wasn’t going to think about her. He wasn’t gonna think about the girl with the bright eyes and dazzling smile.
The one Yila reminded him so much of…
“She’s dead because of you, Lorcan.”
“Shut up! She’s not dead! She’s out there, she’s alive-”
“When you found out what she really was – after all the days you spent together. Playing in the sand. Exploring the cliffs. Searching for shells. When she revealed what she really was – you didn’t hesitate, did you? You went straight to your father-
“Shut up!” He slammed a fist into the ground. “I order you-
“How old would she be now? No older than Yila perhaps? Of course you’ll never know, will you?”
Lorcan was speechless as unwanted memories raced through his head. The girl he had befriended – the only light in his life – and she was gone – because of him –
“How about this? I will be generous and give you a choice – I will let you leave. You will forget about all that has transpired here and life will go on as normal – if you kill one of those two. I don’t care which. You may decide, lonely assassin.”
The air around him suddenly pushed him up, forcing him to face Niarok and Yila. Lorcan’s heart plummetted. Sweat trickled down his spine. This wasn’t happening – this wasn’t –
“Would you like to show your new friends then – what you really are?”, the Castle laughed. “Are you a man – or a monster?”
First of all … QATAR?!?!???? *cries*
Second of all — I have too many tags to look through at the moment, so I’m just going to write. If you need to tell me something, now’s the time. 😅
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RÚAN
Everything was swimming.
Rúan saw Qatar crumple with a spear lodged in his chest. He saw Niarok stagger back.
But the sounds were all blurred together.
Gritting his teeth, Rúan brought the hand holding Leaghadh up and planted the tip into the floor, using it as traction to haul himself onto his knees, gasping.
“Hey Rúan.”
He froze. Slowly looking up, Rúan stared into the eyes of an … otherworldly-dressed bear of a man.
“Hit me in the nose,” the man commanded.
Rúan shuddered as a wave of white-hot pain rippled throughout his leg. “Wh-why?” he demanded. “I’ll do no such thing.”
“It’s just a punch,” the man said. “You saw what happened to the man when he refused.”
Rúan’s eyes drifted to the body in the corner. Quin was standing over it, looking pale and sick.
Turning back to the bear-like man, Rúan narrowed his eyes. This has to be some trick.
“Why are you asking me?” Rúan questioned.
@Rusted-Knight — if there is anything you would like to change, go right ahead! (:Anxious gremlin coming through
I love how this went from “Bunch of misfits end up in a castle and have wacky adventures! Yay!” to “collaborative horror story full of child assassins, guilt, mind control, abuse, and lots of murder.”
It’s fun to pull out all the stops and just write angst as much as I like XD (It’s all I’ve ever wanted…)
Good. Wonderful! I can’t wait. Yeah, I’m sorry about the deluge of posts…I kinda figured that might happen to you. Rum way to figure it out, though.
Don’t worry about it XD
I’ve never heard anyone use “rum” as an adjective irl and I accept it as official permission to finally use Victorian slang in daily conversation. I’ve waited for this day XD
(Also, for the record, this moral challenge was your idea so…it’s your fault?? Just kidding, of course.:D )
I KNOW!!! THAT’S THE WORST PART I FEEL GUILTY XD
@everyone
It’s friday and the sun sets at like 16:20 which is ridiculous so I probably won’t be able to post today, but I’ll try to do it tomorrow evening!
Without darkness, there is no light. If there was no nighttime, would the stars be as bright?
Okay…so it says I posted but not a post I see. Sorry if this is a double post, then:
How could you do that to me? *glares* Also dang girl that was intense, I am impressed!!!
*grins* thank you! (Meant this as part of the earlier response, but was called away) 🙂
I am literally still in shock. I think I’m going to faint or something. And this happened three or four hours ago. WHAT ON EARTH JUST HAPPENED????????
Mwahahaha. I’m delighted. (B/c I’m an author, i.e. monster.) I hoped to make some ripples, but being in shock for 3-4 hours was past my wildest hopes. I was scheming this for–days, I think. At least a day–so I’m having so much fun with y’all’s responses. 🙂
I mean…I could’ve killed off Quin, but his character arc isn’t to that point…yet.
Quoth the raven, "Nevermore!"
https://silverpenstrokes.wordpress.comDon’t worry about it XD I’ve never heard anyone use “rum” as an adjective irl and I accept it as official permission to finally use Victorian slang in daily conversation. I’ve waited for this day XD
Ha! Welcome to my world!!
Quoth the raven, "Nevermore!"
https://silverpenstrokes.wordpress.com@rose-colored-fancy @irishcelticredflowercrown
Just wanted to clarify for y’all that Niarok hasn’t been challenged yet. 🙂
Yila
Yila glared at the pool of blood which had once been a man.
This castle was just cruel.
The blood wasn’t the part that bothered her. Blood and guts she could handle. Evil and heartless killing she was done with.
She’d seen far too much in her lifetime.
“Now. Lets have some real fun,” the Castle chortled. “Moving onto the assassin with many names and yet still nameless.”
Yila choked. So you’re telling me that you didn’t consider that murder “real fun?” What was it then? Unmitigated cruelty for no reason?
Yep. That sounded about right.
Tiny particles of stone and dust motes swirled toward Lorcan, and Yila’s heart sped in her chest. Her heart sank.
If the castle killed that man, she would die. She would legitimately drop dead where she stood.
Lorcan caught her gaze and his lips twitched like he was trying to reassure her. He failed miserably.
“I could always make you relieve the Clash,” the Castle mused. Lorcan visibly stiffened.
“So many lives you took that day. When the judges entered the battlefield, they were expecting some unlucky few that had lost their lives. Instead – all the contestants had been killed, and you stood in the midst of all the carnage. And you – your own father barely recognized you. Because your face was soaked in the blood of all young men you had just brutally murdered.”
Yila winced. That was a bit graphic.
Lorcan’s forehead was pale and shiny. He looked sick.
Yila knew that feeling all too well.
“At the tender age of fifteen too,” the Castle finished.
Yila’s eyes widened. She’d been fifteen when she’d killed Aydin’s look-alike.
That was disturbing.
“Yeah. I was fifteen,” Lorcan growled, eyes and face flat. “I didn’t know any better. Treated like dirt my whole life – all I knew was that in order to survive, to live – you had to get to the very top. No matter what. I didn’t – I didn’t know nothing – you hear me?”
Lorcan was yelling, and Yila couldn’t blame him. She’d felt the same way pretty much every time she’d killed a person. She was doomed to fail Shadow-dom from the beginning.
“Or perhaps – I could make you relieve the time you betrayed the only one who truly understood you,” the Castle said, maniacal humor edging the words.
Lorcan’s face was turning red. Yila reminded herself never to get on his bad side. Even if she could probably defend herself against him, she didn’t want that bear attacking her.
“Shut – up,” Lorcan gritted. Yila shut her eyes. He would never know how deeply she understood every single one of these feelings.
“She’s dead because of you, Lorcan,” the Castle murmured.
She?
“Shut up! She’s not dead! She’s out there, she’s alive-” Lorcan yelled.
She’s not dead? But then what does that make me?
Yila’s heart pounded. Had it been a lie?
“When you found out what she really was – after all the days you spent together. Playing in the sand. Exploring the cliffs. Searching for shells. When she revealed what she really was – you didn’t hesitate, did you? You went straight to your father-
“Shut up!” Lorcan yelled, slamming a fist into the ground. “I order you-
“How old would she be now? No older than Yila perhaps? Of course you’ll never know, will you?”
Yila choked on tears. Betrayed.
Niarok appeared beside her, and she glanced at him. His eyes were red. Whether he was crying because of Qatar or because of Yila’s loss, she didn’t know.
She didn’t care.
“How about this? I will be generous and give you a choice – I will let you leave. You will forget about all that has transpired here and life will go on as normal – if you kill one of those two. I don’t care which. You may decide, lonely assassin,” the Castle said.
Dread struck Yila’s heart as Lorcan was shoved around to face her and Niarok.
Her brother gripped her shoulder.
Yila shut her eyes. Before now, she would have been fine with dying. But now was not the time. And certainly not at the hands of the only other man she’d ever deigned to put her trust in.
“Would you like to show your new friends then – what you really are?”, the Castle laughed. “Are you a man – or a monster?”
Lorcan’s eyes were wide and agonized, and Yila gritted her teeth.
No.
This couldn’t be happening.
"The darkness is seldom complete, and even when it is, the pinprick of light is not long in coming."
Oh. MY. GOODNEEESSSS!!! I laughed so hard AT THIS my lip started bleeding HAHAAAA XD Poor Yila! She shouldn’t take this the wrong way. I still plan on something happening between those two don’t worry!!
If the castle killed that man, she would die. She would legitimately drop dead where she stood.
But oh my goodness, I love how dramatic she is LOLLLL this line is great!!!
I’m sorry Yila! I just can’t stop laughing now XD
Haha Ikr I was like “I know Lorcan likes her and she’s sooo taking this the wrong way” I love how it worked out though!!! XD
But oh my goodness, I love how dramatic she is LOLLLL this line is great!!!
I love this! I’m just now realizing how overly dramatic she is about basically everything lol!
"The darkness is seldom complete, and even when it is, the pinprick of light is not long in coming."
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