Character Castle
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@Ella,
Ooh, really cool idea! That way, once we’ve developed a character we can bring another one in, right?
You’ve read the Castle Glower books? Me too! They’re pretty good, minus the good wizards part. 🙂
Ok, here’s a little bit about Lytt:
Age: 17
Birthday: The sixth day of Chisleu (September)
Height: 5’11”
Weight: 102 lbs (Very light to fly)
Species: Fethar (half-human half-bird=human with wings)
Hair Color: Reddish brown
Hair Length: Almost to her knees.
Hair Type: Thickish, slightly wavy. Cut in a “v”
Eye Color: Very dark. Unless you are looking closely, you will not be able to discern between the pupil and the iris.
Eye Type: Rounded a bit more than normal (like a bird’s).
Physical Appearance: Well formed and athletic. Her wings are the reddish brown of her hair with black speckles. Most of the feathers are edged in black. The underside is black. The wings are huge.
Clothing: Dull red dress. The front hangs to her mid calves; the back to just above her ankles. It has a slit in the front. She wears deep brown leggings and black boots underneath. A thin, decorative leather belt. The bodice is composed of a tank-top lace-up that is connected to the skirt over a long sleeve, slightly lighter red shirt that tucks into her leggings. She wears leather wrist-guards and a delicate chain necklace with a sparkling crystal charm shaped like a beautiful flower.
Weapons: Mostly a bow and arrows, but Lytt also uses two daggers for close combat. She carries her quiver at her left hip so it doesn’t get in the way of her wings. She normally carries her bow in her hand, and has a place in the quiver for her daggers. Has another dagger underneath her wings at the small of her back.
Personality Traits: Courageous, Leader, Humble, Listener, Speaker, Merciful, Faithful, Cautious, Loyal, Fierce, Shy
One -Line Characterization: Lytt is a serious, calm girl who loves to fight for what is right, no matter the cost.
Strongest Character Trait: Courage
Weakest Character Trait: Shyness
How He/She Sees Self: A shy, awkward girl.
How Others See Him/Her: A strong, courageous leader.
I don’t know if that was too much or what, but there you go!
Lytt sounds really cool.
Welcome.
Ariella who started this said ten characters in the castle. Maybe she’ll be okay with more. (: I’m game.
If we did do a switch for all the characters, would everyone have to do the switch? Or could they keep the same character in?
Jominkreesa
'Forth now! And fear no darkness!'
I say one character drops out at a time. That way we can have mystery hour with the rest wondering where he or she went off too.
The Devil saw me with my head down and got excited. Then I said Amen
Okay, tell me who you like better:
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Name: Will Devers
Age: 19
Appearance: dashingly handsome (jk); light brown hair; dark blue eyes; tall and leanly muscular (about 6’2); 165 lbs.; light, freckled skin
Personality: ISTJ-A; leader; protective; sometimes authoritarian, but pretty reserved; honest to the point of blunt; has a temper that is fueled by people toying with him; insensitive; a little reactive
Occupation: sergeant major working for the rebels
Voice: everything but gentle
Goal: restore the world to it’s previous order
Quirks: only writes with a blue pen; takes super hot showers so he’s always red when he gets out; he’s super stoic most of the time, but when he’s under serious pressure, he freaks out; needs everything clean before working
Habits: wakes up at 5 and goes on a run; wears sweatshirts; wears running shoes half of his life
Loves: silence; order; his ideal of what the world could be
Hates: slobs; when things don’t go his way; the virtual government; reptiles
Fears: solitary confinement; being underground; failure
Personal items: gun; communication device; chain necklace
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Name: Helen Odessa
Age: 18
Appearance: stringy, white-blonde hair; jade green eyes; 5’4; pale skin; delicate; pretty but not beautiful
Personality: INFJ-T; strong; independent; struggles with hate towards her brother; active; wrongly prioritizes; morally lost; very private; comitted
Occupation: rebel hunter
Voice: quiet but always heard
Goal: to find her brother (external); to find herself (internal)
Quirks: shoelaces are often untied; messes with her hair; writes on herself when she’s bored; types with one hand; has only a few books she’ll ever read
Habits: early to bed but late to rise; listens to music; exercises when anxious
Loves: when things make sense (which is never); friends
Hates: her hateful nature; her insecurity; gullibility; unintelligence; betrayal
Fears: what she might become; losing those she loves
Personal items: keys; gun; communication device; earbuds
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*wipes sweat from forehead* That took a while…
@rusted-knight, @kimlikesart, @joelle-stoneYes, bring one character at a time. When you’re finished developing (I guess that never really happens) and/or tired of your character, you they leave.
Oh wait, to make the magic castle part of it, we could make the castle kick the characters when they’ve found out the answer to their greatest question or something like that.
Idk, ideas?
Sometimes you win, sometimes you learn.
@writergirl101 /Ella,
I like Will. And I really like the idea of once the character has a question answered about him/her, the castle kicks them out and takes another one in. That’s good, because the only thing I really want to figure out with Lytt is how she reacts to romantic attention. 🙂
I kind of like him better, too. I need to figure out how he is socially (I’m thinking super awkward 😛) and how he reacts to possible leading situations. I’m probably going to put him in a bunch of perilous situations, so if anyone wants to join him…😜
Good, I think that would make the most sense. 👍
Sometimes you win, sometimes you learn.
Lytt cupped her wings and harnessed the wind beneath them. The wind always felt like a living thing to her; she ran her fingers through it as if stroking a dog, then laughed a little when it tickled her face, and breathed deeply when it blew her hair far out behind her.
The movements of her flight were instinctual. She didn’t think as her wings beat the air, carrying her higher, or when they leveled out to allow her to hover. They tilted slightly with every minor adjustment the wind made. How wonderful it was to fly.
Suddenly, her body shot higher, propelled by some unseen force. She struggled, flapping her wings wildly, pushing against it with everything in her, but it pushed her higher and higher until she finally felt as if she was being shoved out of her world and into the emptiness beyond.
Then she really was being pushed against something: a hard stone ceiling. She was plastered to it, but as soon as she realized she was there, the gravity stopped being mean and she face-planted onto a lush, tan rug.
What in the world? Lytt picked herself up and shook her wings, keeping them half-raised in a defensive posture. She drew both of her long knives, because she had no clue where her bow had gotten to. Just as she thought that, it materialized out of nowhere on the floor beside her right foot. She sheathed her daggers in her quiver and picked up the beautiful weapon, quickly nocking an arrow as her dark eyes scanned her surroundings.
She was in a large, circular room with an arching ceiling. It was far above her head, yet not far enough for her to feel comfortable taking flight.
The room itself was spacious, empty except for a perfectly circular wooden table, on which rested a circular map. It sparkled as if laughing, and tiny stars seemed to hover above it. One stood out sharply against all the rest, and as Lytt cautiously approached, she noticed the name it hovered over: VaSerBo.
Interesting…
Along all the walls were colored doors: deep greens, vivid blues, fiery oranges, blushing pinks, pitch blacks, blood reds, and sunny yellows with every hue in between. Lytt spun around, counting, her brows furrowed. She was sure she was right, but when she double-checked herself, there was always another door or one had gone.
Magic. The whole place smelled of it. The dancing doors and hazy map showing places she’d never even heard of, not to mention the huge blast that suddenly rocked the room and threw Lytt to the floor. The castle groaned as if displeased, and Lytt managed to back into a shadowy corner as a round yellow door opened. Through it, she saw the back wall of the room exploded, with rubble littering the floor around it.
That was not what got her attention first, though. It was the man that stepped through the door. He wore a long coat and had a cautious look on his face. Right on his heels was a rather handsome young man carrying an elaborate rapier and looking as if the whole world had stopped making sense. Directly behind him was a young boy in royal robes, looking a little confused but excited. Four more people filed in, a young woman with glasses sticking close to a young man wearing strange clothes and carrying a stranger weapon, another young boy carefully avoiding the girl, and a tall, imposing yet beautiful woman that looked ready to impale anyone who stood in her way.
The boy in royal robes was speaking. “I’m Luke, from Visra.”
The man in a trench coat groaned. “We’re back where we started!”
Lytt decided it was time to make an appearance. She slowly stepped forward out of the shadows, bow and arrow held in one hand, wings slightly raised, other hand clenched into a fist.
“Um.” The young boy avoiding the girl said. His eyes got wide as he took in her wings.
Oh, no. Lytt thought. Humans. All of them.
“My name is Lytt, daughter of Pinon and Talaine. Who are you, and where am I?” She quivered inside, wishing Rebere or someone was here to speak for her.
(I guess that’s good enough. 😛 I hope I portrayed y’all’s characters alright when they walked in. If not, sorry and I’ll fix it! 🙂 )
@rusted-knight Thanks! Good idea.
I really like the idea of once the character has a question answered about him/her, the castle kicks them out and takes another one in.
Yes! That’s good. People start to understand, and are in the process of explaining when. Nothing. They vanish.
I can already tell Will and Teagen are going to explode with each other. Then again, Teagen like volatile situations, and might just follow Will Will for the thrill of Will’s actions. (: Should be fun.
Then again, sense he’s starting to form an alliance with Isaac he might keep himself in check. Teagen is not dumb, but is probably a fool.
Jominkreesa
'Forth now! And fear no darkness!'
Teagen’s jaw dropped. What the? He took an involuntary step back. What was it?
Libby took a step closer to him. And Teagen was shocked by the aching warmth that filled his chest. But it was there none the less.
Teagen wanted to lift his gun, but the hunted look in the (woman’s?) eyes, and the sharp arrow on her bow made him hesitate.
Why risk life and limb with something that could be won peacefully?
Sorry, I have to go. (:
Jominkreesa
'Forth now! And fear no darkness!'
Ok, who is participating? And who is keeping their old characters?
Sometimes you win, sometimes you learn.
@Ella,
I’m here! And I’m sticking with my old/new character. 😛 That probably wasn’t necessary. 🙂
I’m holding onto Isaac for a bit more. I still need to develop him.
The Devil saw me with my head down and got excited. Then I said Amen
Got it. I just wanted to fill out little character bios for y’alls characters so I could have their basic personalities, etc.
Did you have anything like that? Not detailed, but just something for me to use so I can write Isaac accurately, if I need to.
Sometimes you win, sometimes you learn.
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