Role Play Here

Story

You were walking home one night alone, or perhaps with a friend or two. You didn't notice the van slowly following you until it was to late, and a man hopped out and put a rag over your nose. You black out. 

You awake days later. You're laying on a cold, metal table. You feel. . . weird. Different. There is a man standing over you with a creepy grin on his face. He was young, perhaps 24 or 25. Handsome, except for that weird, crazed look in his eyes. He smiled at you. "Welcome to the family." He said, his voice like a soft purr. "I'm Beaurgard."

He explains what he did to you, and what he is. He was a warlock, who expirements with dark magic. He replaced your insides with stuffing, your heart with a metal one, and he changed your eyes with glass ones. Your skin feels the same, but smoother and more soft. You look like perfection. Depending on your life before, you are either grateful or pissed that Beaurgard made you into this. . . doll. A puppet almost. But, you are prisoner inside this mansion that you now live in. The only technology availiable to you are the electric lights and television. There are no phones and no computers, for fear that you could escape. 

Beaurgard used black magic to bring you to back to life after killing you, making you into the look of perfection. You can eat(Although you don't need to), and you can talk normal. Your metal heart beat, but that's just to make you look more human. It doesn't actually pump blood throughout your body, since you don't have any. You can think and breath. Some dolls worship their Puppet Master, others despise him. He never let's them leave the house and go into town, but occasionally when everyone is sleeping, a few will sneak out at night and explore town. But they always come back before morning, fearing the consequences. No dolls have ever escaped the mansion. The only one that ever tried was caught and destroyed. 

(Message me if you have any questions about this roleplay.)

Rules

• Cussing is fine, as long as it doesn't bug other people. But I'm fine with it, because I honestly cuss all the time. 
• No deep sexual details
• No escaping the mansion permantly, but at night you can escape for a little
• Try to use correct spelling and grammar. There is not a sentence limit on this thought.
• Try to spark up long term drama, not just pointless, small drama. It's okay if you do spark short term drama, just not all the time
• Try to make unique characters
• I might add more rules later

Form

|| It's Nice To Meet You! ||
Name::
Nickname(s)::
Gender::
Age:: 
Species:: [Human/Puppet]
Other::
|| Is Love Really Important? ||
Family :: 
Sexual Orientation:: [Pansexual, gay, lesbian, bi-sexual, straight, unsure]
Relationship Status:: [Single, crushing, dating, engaged, married and with whom]
|| How About We Dig Deeper? ||
Personality::
History:: [Optional]
Mental Disorders::
Theme Song:: [Optional]
|| Aren't You A Pretty Thing? ||
Hair Color::
Eye Color::
Body Type:: [Skinny, thin, curvy, slim, lean, muscular, steriod-induced muscular, etc]
Skin Tone:: [Pale, Light, light tan, medium tan, dark]
Height::
Tattoos::
Piercings::
Scars::
Description:: [Delete if you can put a photo]
Photograph:: [Delete if you can not put a photograph]

(I know it seems like a lot, but you mostly just fill in little stuff)

|| It's Nice To Meet You! ||

Name:: Beaurgard Saintpatrick

Nickname(s):: Puppet Master

Gender:: Male 

Age:: 24

Species:: Warlock 

Other:: Beaurgard is the puppet master. He uses Black Magic to create the puppets. He is a bit of a lunatic. 

|| Is Love Really Important? ||

Family :: Beaurgard used to have a wife and two daughters, who were beautiful in his eyes. They were killed in a fire, leading to him becoming a hermit in the mansion and going insane. Soon after, he made himself immortal and started kidnapping people. 

Sexual Orientation:: Straight 

Relationship Status:: Single 

|| How About We Dig Deeper? ||

Personality:: Wilbur is insane and strong. He can be snappy and doesn't like it when people don't listen to him. He gets annoyed easily and doesn't take to kindly to people who don't obey him. He has a fake smile, and fakes being a happy cheerful guy. He is slowly becoming more and more depressed. He usually hangs out in his workshop alone. He is mean most of the time and gets pretty emotional. 

History:: Wilbur grew up in the 1700's. He had a wife, who was a witch and a 13 year old daughter and a 11 year old daughter. He was really 44 at the time, but warlocks and witches age slower. He lived in a small town in Germany. The towns people found out about them being witches and burned their house down. Wilbur barely managed to escape. Insane with grief, he kidnapped a girl about his daughter's age who kind of looked like her and turned her into a doll. He kept her for ten years, all the while creating more and more puppets. One day, the girl disappeared and no one knows what happened to her. He moved into the mansion soon after. 

Mental Disorders:: Insane and crazy with grief 

|| Aren't You A Pretty Thing? ||

Hair Color:: Black 

Eye Color:: Blue 

Body Type:: Skinny

Skin Tone:: Pale 

Height:: 6'3

Tattoos:: None 

Piercings:: None

Scars:: His whole left leg is a huge burn scar from the fire that killed his family. 

Photograph::

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|| It's Nice To Meet You! ||

Name:: Drocell Temeniz || Ciel Styles || Alia Jeffersons

Nickname(s):: Doll || Ciel || Alia 

Gender:: Female || Male || Female 

Age:: 19 || 17 || 15

Species:: Puppet || Human || Puppet

Other:: Doll has her mouth sewn shut for disobeying Beaurgard. || Ciel lives in the town a few miles away from the mansion. || Alia usually sticks with Doll. 

|| Is Love Really Important? ||

Family :: None that matters || My parents died in a fire. || My mom and my dad. 

Sexual Orientation:: Straight || Bisexual || Stright 

Relationship Status:: Single || Single || Single 

|| How About We Dig Deeper? ||

Personality:: Well, Doll doesn't speak, on account that her mouth is sewn completely shut. Since she doesn't need to eat, that isn't really a problem. But she misses speaking. She hasn't said a word in over a year. She's stubborn and hard headed. She hates Wilbur with a passion for taking her away from her family. She is a rebel, and that's why her mouth was sewn shut. She usually tries to make noises with her throat. Most people stay away from her, except Alia. || Ciel is snappy, rude, and strict. He is to proud for his own good. His family is rich and he usually is bossy to his servants. He lives in town in a large house. He is cold and doesn't talk much. He is often in town at night. He is competitive. || Alia is fun, loving, and always bright. She likes to look on the bright side of things. She's adorable and cute. She's bubbily and laughs a lot. She loves boys and is a huge flirt. Sometimes she acts like a little kid.

History:: Doll came here in the early 1800's. || After his parent's death, Ciel was never the same. || Alia is somewhat new to the puppet family. She came here in 1991. 

Mental Disorders:: None || Depression, though no one really notices it. || None 

|| Aren't You A Pretty Thing? ||

Hair Color:: Blonde || Blonde || Brown

Eye Color:: Blue || Gray || Green 

Body Type:: Skinny || Skinny but with muscle || Skinny 

Skin Tone:: slightly tan || pale || Tan 

Height:: 5'8 || 6'1 || 5'5 

Tattoos:: -- || -- || -- 

Piercings:: -- || -- || --

Scars:: Just her mouth if you count that. || Self harm scars || None important

Photograph:: 

Doll

Her mouth 

Ciel

Alia

Opened

|| It's Nice To Meet You! ||

Name:: "Sebastian Ricollus... ... Pleasure to meet you." 

Nickname(s):: "I would prefer it if you didn't call me a nickname." 

Gender:: "Male. Man. Guy. Boy. Nino. How else can I say it?" 

Age:: "Nineteen. But I feel like I've been on this earth for a million years." 

Species:: [Human/Puppet] "Puppet. I was once human, but... Now, no longer."

Other:: "Nothing you really need to know." 

|| Is Love Really Important? ||

Family :: "I wish I could just forget all of them." 

Sexual Orientation:: [Pansexual, gay, lesbian, bi-sexual, straight, unsure] "Bisexual. Although, I try to keep that a secret." 

Relationship Status:: [Single, crushing, dating, engaged, married and with whom] "I'm not in a relationship at the moment." 

|| How About We Dig Deeper? ||

Personality:: Sebastian is rather... Different. He tries to be nice to everybody, never saying 'no' to a request and being respectful to others. However, he is actually quite sadistic on the inside. His true self is judgemental and cold. 

History:: [Optional] "I haven't been in this place for too long. Maybe five months or so." 

Mental Disorders:: "Ever since I've been kidnapped, it's like my memory has been failing me. Each day, I forget more and more." 

Theme Song:: [Optional] http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dBFqbRVxjKY (Like Sebastian, it at first seems to be a cheerful waltz. But as you listen, you realize it has more of a dark feeling, rather than a happy theme.)

|| Aren't You A Pretty Thing? ||

Hair Color:: Black

Eye Color:: "Red... Oddly." 

Body Type:: [Skinny, thin, curvy, slim, lean, muscular, steriod-induced muscular, etc] Sebastian is skinny, without any muscle. He had a bad habit of attending to other things rather than eating. 

Skin Tone:: [Pale, Light, light tan, medium tan, dark] Pale

Height:: 6'3"

Tattoos:: None

Piercings:: None

Scars:: "None, surprisingly." 

Photograph:: [Delete if you can not put a photograph] 

(Just pretend the eyes are a deep red.)

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|| It's Nice To Meet You! ||

Name:: "Eve Marrie." 

Nickname(s):: "Eve is short enough, right?" 

Gender:: "No, I'm a man. A man who wears makeup, has boobs, and has small hands." 

Age:: "Sixteen! Almost an adult... Almost." 

Species:: [Human/Puppet] "Human, of course." 

Other:: None

|| Is Love Really Important? ||

Family :: "Well, I have my mother, my father, and a little brother." 

Sexual Orientation:: [Pansexual, gay, lesbian, bi-sexual, straight, unsure] "Straight as a pencil... Unless it's one of those pencils that are formed into funky shapes. In that case, I'm straight as an arrow." 

 Relationship Status:: [Single, crushing, dating, engaged, married and with whom] "I'm in a relationship with life. It's kinda complicated. Life is always pushing me around, but I can't leave it." 

|| How About We Dig Deeper? ||

Personality:: Eve is typically kind. She enjoys helping others and seeing friends smile. What she loves most is laughing, so she's not afraid to crack a joke or two. However, she is easy to scare. 

History:: [Optional] "Ah... No." 

Mental Disorders:: "Not that I know of." 

Theme Song:: [Optional] http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CCfowliTnlo (This piece is gentle and delicate, just like her. It was a welcoming feel to it, showing how she has no problem with being friendly with others.)

|| Aren't You A Pretty Thing? ||

Hair Color:: Brown. 

Eye Color:: Blue

Body Type:: [Skinny, thin, curvy, slim, lean, muscular, steriod-induced muscular, etc] Eve is at a healthy weight, so she is thin, yet not too skinny. 

Skin Tone:: [Pale, Light, light tan, medium tan, dark] Light

Height:: 5'3", a bit short. 

Tattoos:: None

Piercings:: None

Scars:: None

Photograph:: [Delete if you can not put a photograph] 

(Accepted!)

Doll sat in the living room watching TV. Her fingers silently traced the stitches on her mouth. Alia came bouncing in and jumped onto the couch next to her. She smiled to Doll. Hi, Doll. Doll nodded towards her. She went back to watching TV, letting her hand fall onto her lap. 

Beaurgard was in the kitchen, cooking. He whistled loudly and chopped up some meat. There were a few dolls helping him cook. They paid no attention to their puppet master, paying attention to only the task he told them to do. 

Ciel walked around town, wearing a black hoodie and jeans. He looked around a bit bored. He yawned a bit, then walked into a coffee shop and ordered coffee. 

|| It's Nice To Meet You! ||

Name::

Randall Evan Daniels

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Artemis Mae Hudson

-

Skylar Onyx Hudson

-

Claira Rose Bryant

Nickname(s)::

Red

-

Mae

-

Skye

-

Claire

Gender::

Male

-

Female

-

Male

-

Female

Age::

19

-

21

-

15

-

18

Species::

Puppet

-

Puppet

-

Human

-

Puppet

Other::

None

-

None

-

Skye knows about his sister.

-

None

|| Is Love Really Important? ||

Family ::

They are dead.

-

They live in town.

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They live in town. Skye's sister is puppet.

-

They are dead.

Sexual Orientation::

Bisexual

-

Lesbian

-

Straight

-

Straight

Relationship Status::

Single

-

Single

-

Single

-

Single

|| How About We Dig Deeper? ||

Personality::

Red doesn't really talk and likes keeping to himself. He has multipule personalities, one that sucks you in, making you believe he is this sweet, amazing guy, then once he has you sucked in, his other personality comes out, which is cruel and mean.

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Mae is a rebel and hates Wilbur. She is usually mean and depressed. She protects those she loves and cares for.

-

Skye is sweet, flirty, and caring. He loves to adventure and have fun. He has usually had a fake smile on lately though.

-

Despite what has happened to Claire, she is cheerful and fun. She is always trying to make people smile when they are down.

History::

Red got here is 1923.

-

Mae got here little over a year ago.

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Skye's sister went missing. He found her in woods one night and she told him everything, making him swear not to tell anyone.

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Claire got here is 1947.

Mental Disorders::

Multipule personalities

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Depression

-

None

-

None

Theme Song::

None

-

None

-

None

-

None

|| Aren't You A Pretty Thing? ||

Hair Color::

Black|Dark Brown

-

Blonde with rainbow bands

-

Brown and ornage|red

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Brown

Eye Color::

Brown

-

Green Hazel

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Green

-

Light Blue

Body Type::

Skinny, Muscular

-

Skinny, Thin

-

Skinny, Muscular, Thin

-

Skinny, Thin

Skin Tone::

Slightly Tan

-

Pale

-

Pale

-

Tan

Height::

6' 3"

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5' 7"

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5' 11"

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4' 10"

Tattoos::

None

-

Mae has "fighter" on her wrist and a humming bird on the back of her neck.

-

None

-

Claire has a tattoo on her hip that says, "To move on is to grow."

Piercings::

Eyebrow, lip ring, size 7 gauge

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Snake bites, nose, naval, tongue, size 9 gauge

-

Lobe

-

Labret, lobe

Scars::

None

-

Self harm scars

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None

-

A small one under his right eye from a car crash

Photograph::

Ciel sat down with his coffee and played with the sleeves of his black sweatshirt. He ran a hand through his curly blonde hair and yawned. He took a sip of his coffee. 

|| It's Nice To Meet You! ||

Name:: "Elizabeth Martin. ...It's..It's nice to meet you, I guess." | "The name's Daniel James Reed."

Nickname(s):: "Lzzy is fine. Though not Beth. I don't like that." | "Dan's fine."

Gender:: "I'm a girl." | "I have so many jokes I could say right now. But, I shall control myself. I'm a guy."

Age:: "Nineteen, almost twenty." | "Twenty."

Species:: Puppets

Other:: "As you can tell by my accent, I am not from around here." | "Uh, nope."

|| Is Love Really Important? ||

Family :: "They're all back at home. My mum, dad, and little brother." | "My mom and dad."

Sexual Orientation:: Both straight

Relationship Status:: Both single

|| How About We Dig Deeper? ||

Personality:: Elizabeth is very shy and sweet. She doesn't speak much unless spoken to, but she's very caring when she does. Usually she never raises her voice or snaps at anyone unless you give her a real reason to. She's very imaginative on the inside and loves fairytales. | Daniel loves to mess around and joke. He's a real goofball and sometimes has the maturity of a twelve-year-old little boy, always finding the childish ways out of everything.

History:: "I was on holiday when all this happened. I was coming to visit my friend here and then I was kidnapped. I want to go home so bad. To England. My wonderful, wonderful Manchester, England..." | x

Mental Disorders:: "I haven't any 'mental disorders'." | x

Theme Song:: Alicia Keys-Girl On Fire | Olly Murs-Dance With Me Tonight

|| Aren't You A Pretty Thing? ||

Hair Color:: Blonde | Dark, dark brown, appearing almost black

Eye Color:: Brown | Brown

Body Type:: Skinny and curvy | Skinny but with muscles

]Skin Tone:: Light tan | Light tan

Height:: 5'5 | 6'3

Tattoos:: x

Piercings:: x | Ears

Scars:: x | "About a year ago I..uh.. fell up an escalator in front of like two-hundred people. Got a faded scar from that on my left elbow. Nice, right?"

Photograph::

Lzzy

Dan

Am I accepted? I don't want to post and it turn out that I'm not.

(Both accepted. I always forget to add Auto-accepted.)

Lzzy sat on one of the couches in the main room, her knees were pulled up to her chest and her arms were wrapped around them. She had made but one friend since she was here. Daniel. And he was sitting next to her, watching TV. He always tried to get her to open up and talk, but the only thing she wanted to do was to go home.

Beaurgard walked outside of the kitchen. He set the table with a slight hum. 

Doll stood up and left the living room. She walked down the halls. She wore a white dress with a jean jacket and brown heeled shoes. She swallowed uncomfortably with her stitched mouth. 

Alia stayed in the living room. 

Red was one of the puppets who Wilbur was making help cook. He stood at the counter, chopping tomatoes[eww], watching the others from the corner of his eye.

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Mae was sitting in her room, her legs up to her chest, arms crossed on her knees, and chin resting on her arms. She sighed and wished so badly to wake from the nightmare that had become of her life.

-

Skye stepped out his door after his parents left for work. He made his way to the end of the driveway to the sidewalk and began to walk along the road quietly.

-

Claire entered the living room and sat down in a small chair. She stared at the television, figuring out was on. She leaned back and crossed her legs.

Sebastian Ricollus

I sat in the living room, turning the pages of what seeemd like an ancient book. Its pages were yellowed with age and the binding was loose, fragile like a delicate flower. The story was rather... Interesting. It told the tale of a young lad who sought to find a piece of the moon for his beloved. As fantastical and quirky as it sounded, it was actually quite an excellent book, with a vivid use of vocabulary and rich characters. 

I could hear that wretched Beaurgard setting the table, as if there were no care in the world. Oh, how I despised that man. Just thinking about him made my red eyes narrow with hatred. He was the one who had imprisoned not just me, but many others, in this hellhole of a mansion. Might as well kill us! I'd rather be dead than turned into some creepy... Doll.

No matter. I returned my mind to my book. A time to eat would be soon, hopefully. Although I had no need to eat, I did. It was one of the last things that made me feel human. 

OOC: I'll write a post for my other character later. Right now, I'm just... Too laaaazy to deal with two charries. xD 

Sebastian Ricollus

I blinked suddenly, hearing Beauregard call for dinner. Closing my book quietly, I set it on a table before standing up and moving to the dining room. A smile sat on my face. It was, indeed, rather convincing, however it was fake. A fraud. Nothing more than the movement of my lips. I looked over at a girl I knew as Alia, who disgusted me. She couldn't be faking that personality. Did she genuinely appreciate  Beauregard? 

I sat a few seats away from the Puppet Master. All I could think about was that book- How was it going to end? Would that one character die? How would he catch the moon? Call me a geek if you must, but I did enjoy books. After all, they were all I had, next to the television. 

--

Eve Marrie

I skipped around outside. Childish? Yes. But it was fun, nonetheless. I opened the door to a small cafe happily, practically hopping inside. "Hello!" I greeted the workers- and everybody else who would listen- cheerfully and loudly. I knew the entire staff of the small place, which proved how frequently I went there. The staff greeted me quietly, as I walked up to the cash register. "A toffee nut hot chocolate, please," I sang the words, as I handed the cashier the required money. He nodded, and I patiently waited for my order. 

Eve Marrie

Once I got my hot chocolate, I blew on it softly, allowing it to cool. I chatted with a few of the people in the cafe. "Haha, yeah, I did get a hair cut," I had a conversation going with the cashier. I looked over to the side, and saw a guy looking at me. He had blonde hair and grey eyes, and was playing with his sleeves. I offered a smile at him. waving my hand kindly. 

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Sebastian Ricollus

I ate quietly, often speaking to the Puppet next to me. As much as I didn't want to socalize in this place, I supposed that a friend or two wouldn't hurt. After all, we could start some kind of crazy alliance against Beauregard! The idea popped into my head, but I dismissed it quickly. No, he was too... Dangerous, I guess. I looked over at him, as he spoke to Alia. He looked so friendly. I let out a small chuckle to myself, as I returned my gaze to my food. Too bad he was a psycho warlock.