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Switched Souls(1x1, partner needed)

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Sir Sky, A Knight of RpNations Kingdom
So imagine it, like any other day within the magical land of Elyzon you are awaiting the presence of your childhood friend. The market was busy as always full of both ordinary and fictional souls. Some with powers as others are not, whether it's a blessing or not being your choice. Now yourself and your childhood friend might as well have been siblings knowing one another for a fair amount of years. People knowing that the two might as well share the same souls.


But as you are waiting for your partner a women appears, though you have lived there your whole life you'd never seen her. But it wasn't rare to get travellers, the town being the trading Center for all goods.


She strangely begins to speak to you, an odd feeling over taking you as she asked who you where waiting for. Wishing for their name just as they came into view in the distance. The witch grabs your arm suddenly and you become weak as if a comically large rock had been set upon your shoulders sending you to the ground. Your friend comes running towards you in a hurry but before your eyes shut you see their crumpling form. Unable to move both yourself and the friend fall unconscious.


When you awake you are greeted by your own face, only to find out that yourself and your friend had switched souls. The average morning turning into a search for the witch who is believed to have done this. But along the way emotions and memories from the new body seep into their minds revealing terrible secrets which may end their chances of companionship and of finding the witch.


Now of course I'm up for anything we can do a boy x boy, girl x girl, boy x girl. I'm fine with it all just prepare your mind and soul my friend!


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Please message me the gender paired rp you'd like so I may begin on mine as well.


Appearance: Illustrated please


Name:


Nickname:


Gender


Age: 16- 19


Power(s): 2 at most please


Personality: Paragraph at least please


Bio: Nothing to large


Likes:


Dislikes:


Secrets: They may come into play so a couple please.


Other: 
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Name:


James Triton


Nickname:


Jamie


Gender:


Male


Age:


18


Power(s):


Telekinesis, Super speed


Personality:


Jamie could only be described as perplexing, free spirited, and charismatic. Although he's got the makings of a leader he never really takes on the role, apprehensive about the responsibilities that it will bring. He doesn't classify himself as a follower either. He tends to be somewhat aloof of a persons feelings. Can be pretty blunt and straightforward which makes him seem a bit harsh. Jamie also has a playful and somewhat psychotic nature, creating illusions ranging from harmless to a complete chaotic mess. Slightly manipulative. Has a questionable grasp of what is real and what is not.


Bio:


Jamie was born in Elyzon into a family consisting of the normal mother, father and single son relationship. He was a quiet child not one to leave his houses yard unless accompanied by one of his parents. Only when he had to go to school did he have to go to school his parents making a stand out in the market this making it a difficult task to walk their son to school everyday. So they didn't.


Jamie on his first day cried, unable to keep the fearful tears within even as he walked home the second week. But on the Tuesday of his second week he bumped into a student in his class, his name being (insert name). They didn't know what to do really in the beginning of their friendship but they continued to stay by one another's sides even as other people grew close to the duo they'd still stick with one another as their other friendships would fade with age.


One month though during their sophomore year. Jamie didn't come to school for a couple weeks, something totally out of character. He had completely disappeared off the grid and when people would question him about it he wouldn't answer to any questions. For what had happened was his father had died on his way to the market trampled by a passing carriage. When he had found out he had grown furious for his mother wasn't able to save him, and....He shot her. There where no tears or emotion as he raised the gun to the women he had loved, for he is known to change completely when over come by a single emotion.


After this incident was dealt with Jamie telling the law enforcers that his mother had killed herself he began to get into thievery. But never told anyone. No one.


Likes:


-Helping others


-Tick


-Outdoors


-The rush of thievery


-Animals


-Sweets


-Singing


-Traveling


-Change


Dislikes:


-Confrontation


-Violence


-Yelling


-Conflict


-Ignorance


-Fruit


-His mechanical arm


-Royalty


-Not meeting expectations


-Secrets, although he keeps them as well.


Secrets:


-Killed his mother


-His hidden left arm is actually mechanical(he should figure that out fast, but not the story), lost it when he was trying to help a friend during a burglary.


-He stole his companion from the towns mail service.


-Has a crush on (insert your name), ever since a year ago.


Other:


This is Tick, Jamie's companion.


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Appearance:

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Name: Edgar Farendal Tobjorn​





Nickname: Ed, Endal (this one annoy him)​



Gender : male


Age: 17


Power(s):


- Edgar can controls water. He can breaths underwater, controlling the water flow, and shaping them into some weapons (he prefers war axe the most). But edgar can't make a big wave from water like tsunami or rain storm.


- He can turns into a werewolf (actually this is one of his secrets). Contrary to popular belief, werewolves change under their own control even in the presence of full moon. They would lost them self if they are really mad though, including Edgar.


Personality:


Edgar is somewhat a carefree (or careless, depends who's looking) person who was quick to agree with anything and with anyone as long as it's within a right reason, and even if he doesn't agree, Edgar often choose to avoid a confrontation. Anything that will prevent his anger to combust he will do it. So Edgar sometimes looked like an absent-minded person who often said "sure, sure." "Okay, hehe" "alright then", but in reality he just search something else to focus on so he doesn't get angry. He is afraid of his own emotion, so he prefers working at the farm or hunting than socialize with annoying people.


And just because he appears rather slow in the head and carefree doesn't meant he was lazy. Edgar is a hard worker (he helped working at the farm and horse stable since he was 8 years old) , and he is upset if anyone thought him otherwise.


Along with his carefree personality, Edgar also likes to touch. A lot. To the people (and also non people) Edgar likes to hug, holding hands and kiss (on the forehead or cheeks. Edgar not that idiot, he knew that kiss on the lips only reserved on lovers only) then be oblivious about it. He also rather protective to those he loved, especially his friend, his sisters, and his parents. And his friend. Did he already mention his friend?


Bio:


Edgar Farendal Tobjorn is a first child of Rolaf Tobjorn and Salma Tobjorn (nee Ealand), the owners of Tobjorn farm and Ealand stables. Well, more accurately, a stepchild (all of the their 3 children not from their own blood, but they are content with that). Edgar's real mother was Rolaf's younger sister, who was died of bear attack, or at least that's what he was told. By the age of 12 when he went hunting alone for the first time that one evening (he promised he will just hunt rabbits then go home before supper to his parents). Edgar eavesdropped Salicor and Borukh, the huntsmen brothers who lived not far from his family's farm, speaking about his mother, Eola. He was so angered at them when he heard that they were the one who killed his mother and they were not satisfied because they couldn't get the head of "that muddy, dirty mut" and hanged it above their fireplace. The next seconds his vision gone red, he felt his body went much bigger and he felt much hungrier than before. And the next he regain consciousness, he saw the men's body were ragged and destroyed. Edgar just ran and ran away from the scene until he found his home, he collapsed in front of his step father. After he woke up he rapidly explained everything to his step-father, who understood and then explained back that yes, Edgar was, same as himself and Edgar's mother, a werewolf. Then from that day Edgar was trained to control his power and emotion. And his first killing was kept secret, hopefully forever.


Likes:


His friend (obliviously...)


His family


Nature, like forest, meadow, or even a mini waterfalls (so much more freedom than a crowded city)


Working (often keep his minds off of depressing thoughts)


Food (anything's edible, really)


Hunting (in human or werewolf form. For him it release whatever emotion he had bottled up inside, but he swore he'll never repeat the same mistake he had made 5 years ago.


Swimming (it's fun to play with fishes, hehe - Edgar's exact words)


np : he's overall easy to please person.


Dislikes:


Annoying people


Losing his control


Waking up late


Places where there is no water (like a desert)


Jealously (he feels it sometime and he doesn't know why)


Secrets:


- Edgar is a werewolf (as has been told in his power and bio)


- Edgar had killed two people when he first turned (he is afraid of this secret the most, he doesn't want anyone go away from him because of this)


Other:


He has a personal horse named Alia, a tall dark brown mane, which he had taken care since the horse was born. She is six years old now.
 
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Great! So are you ready to begin? We'll be starting from our characters needing to meet in the market by the fountain.
 
Edgar Farendal Tobjorn


Edgar panted a little as he tried to avoid the swarms of people crowding at the market. Silently he was annoyed at himself why he agreed the market as their meeting place. Edgar cursed a little in his mind at his seemingly automatic "yes" answer, especially regarding his friend James.


As his friend's name came into mind he rapidly snapped out and continue walking to the fountain. He hoped that he was clean enough as Alia decided that today is the day to kick-Edgar-to-the-ground as favorite activity. He didn't know why his friend's opinion was important to him. But then again, all his friend's opinion seemed important to him.
 
Jamie took his time towards the market, rolling out his mechanical arms wrist before tugging his brown leather glove back over the unnatural limb to keep it hidden. It was astounding that Edgar hadn't found out yet, though it been a couple months. And although he hated the idea of lying to his friend he just couldn't help it with something like this, he knew that'd he'd begin to question him and that would end in him not only revealing the arm but as well his past burglaries if he wasn't prepared with a story.


The teens boots clicked on the cobble stone sure to keep an eye out for anything, never one to like crowded areas. They had planned to meet at the fountain which was built in time square surrounded by a small garden of flowers. Yes, he could run there and be there in only seconds but he rather take his time not wishing to rush the feeling of the sun on his face although he had been itching for their adventures lately.


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An old women approaches Edgar quietly her arms shaking before her as she walked beside him,


"Hello son," she spoke in a soft but strong voice,


"Off to meet a friend?"
 
Edgar Farendal Tobjorn


Edgar blinked for a few seconds before he realized that the old woman was talking to him. He smiled warmly to her at first, but the smile faltered as she mention the reason he went there. How did she know?


'Course not, maybe she just take a guess...' He reassured himself as he replied with a grin.


"Oh, yeah ma'am. We want to meet at this fountain." Edgar spoke truthfully, the he just noticed that the woman's arms were shaking. His expression went from smiling to worry.


"Ma'am, are you alright?" Edgar asked the old woman as he tried to look into her eyes
 
The women ceased or shaking before looking away a small bit of irritation evident in her gaze but she quickly hid it.


"I'm alright son, I'm meeting my husband at the fountain and I fear I've lost my way. May I walk with you there?" She questioned, many people who had powers gave off an aura of warmth or strength as she did not giving someone the impression that she was normal.
 
Edgar Farendal Tobjorn


Edgar, who was usually rather oblivious of his surrounding, felt a subtle change in the old woman's expression. But he didn't know what that was as it was quickly faded from her face.


"Of course Ma'am, let's go." Edgar tried to smile but he felt he just produce a small one. He felt a surged of strength from the old lady, his wolf felt it. But he didn't know what was that. He just hoped that it wasn't a dangerous thing as he led the old woman to the fountain.
 
The women nodded in thanks to the boy before looking ahead and speaking,


"Where are you going with your friend?" She asked her long silver hair falling in front of her hazel eyes as she awaited a response.
 
Edgar Farendal Tobjorn


Edgar faced the woman with a grin "we want to go for some adventures of course." The young man laughed a little at the memories of their journey, be it petty or a big one.


"Me and my friend together, that we are..." Edgar pondered lightly "I hope we always be like this. Forever, you know?" He didn't know why he said this to the person he barely knew, but he didn't care. Actually he liked to told everyone how close they were.
 
The women continued with her small act smiling sweetly as he let a bit of laughter out.


"Forever?" She repeated in disbelief,


"Well sonny everything and everyone changes at some point." She informed him and halted as they where now at the fountain,


"Tell me boy, what is your friends name?"


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Jamie ran a hand through his blonde hair his eyes searching his surroundings as he knew he was going to be at the fountain soon he pace picked up. Excitement running through his veins like blood as he couldn't wait to see what the day had in store.
 
Edgar Farendal Tobjorn


The old woman's words about his thought of forever friendship made him frowned a little bit. Yes people could change, but if somehow he and james could worked it out the friendship could still be strong right?


"Eh? It's James. James Triton." Edgar automatically answered the name he knew like the back of his hand. Even though he preferred Jamie along the way.


"Why do you ask, ma'am?"
 
As if the name cued something Jamie appeared through the crowd of people in the distance. His scarf swaying behind him like a cape, when he caught sight of Edgar his heart fluttered a bit. It's speed picking up as he waved at his friend a bit confused as to the women sitting beside him. Tick sat upon his shoulder and when he saw the women it almost seemed to become anxious and scared wrapping its tail around Jamie's arm and cowering behind his neck. A bit confused he picked up his speed becoming concerned.


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The women smirked mischievously before reaching forward and taking hold of Edgar's arm roughly. Her mere touch feeling like it was drawing his life away.


"Because I want to test something." Was all she said.
 
Edgar Farendal Tobjorn


Edgar had no time to response when the old woman grabbed his arm. He suddenly felt all his energy was absorbed away, his body suddenly felt cold and colder the longer the woman touched his arm. In his blurred senses he just heard the old lady said she wanted to test. What test it was he didn't heard, but certainly he didn't like it at all. Then in all energy he had left, he managed to catch a glimpse of his friend. Jamie. He should be happy his friend finally came. But not this time, not when there was a dangerous woman beside him.


"Ja... Uh..." Unfortunately Edgar didn't manage to warn his friend about this as unconsciousness claimed him.
 
Jamie saw his friend crumble to the ground and nearly fell forward as he suddenly took off sprinting towards the other teen. His strained breaths seeping through his clenched teeth as he tried to run faster but seemed to slow down unable to use the speed he was known for. He thought he heard a women scream as a sudden wooziness fell over him dulling all of his senses as his knees buckled and his head crashed into the pathway. Jamie rose his arm and set his palm onto the cobble stone attempting to push himself up only to fall back to the ground his energy escaping him like a river.


The blonde saw the women let go of Edgar and stand eyeing him a moment before suddenly disappearing like she hadn't been there at all. People began to circle the two a man tugging Jamie onto his back perhaps saying something. He didn't know, but as he strained to listen it seemed to make things worse and his eyes at some point shut. His mind meeting darkness.
 
Edgar Farendal Tobjorn


He felt like he was trampled by 100 war horses as he slowly regain his concious back. He faintly tried to snap his eyes back open but failed miserably, so he tried again slowly, opening and closing his palm in the process. But as his vision began to focus, he was met with a reflexion of himself, only a more real version and there was no mirror between them. Edgar quickly shut his eyes again, thinking that it was sort of sick trick his mind (or that woman , he accused) played. Hoping that this time the image had gone.


He opened his eyes again, slowly. Nope, the image still there. Edgar's own mood turned sour. He didn't like to suddenly have a twin just because a woman had grabbed his arm. It was simply impossible.


To test the person in front of him was real or not, Edgar tried to put his hand on the sleeping figure. But the hand that moved was not his own. It's Jamie.


"Jamie...?" Edgar rasped roughly, his voice harsh a if he hadn't drunk water for days.
 
Jamie felt as if a hammer was constantly smacking itself atop his head, matching the pace of his heart as he was curled up in a ball under what felt like blankets. Confused as to what was going on he opened his eyes in time to hear his name. For a moment he didn't reposition himself to look at the person the brightness of the room burning his eyes. But when he recognized the voice as his own he looked over concern contorting his expression.


But when he saw himself in the bed in front of him his heart picked up increasing the pain within his head. For a moment Jamie merely stared before scrunching his eyes shut then reopening them. He tried to sit up when the image wouldn't leave his vision but it was proven impossible as he couldn't move without the intensity of his headache worsening.


"Who are you..." Jamie decided to question instead just as a strand of brown hair fell in front of his gaze. Confused he lifted his hand only to find that it wasn't his own, the heaviness of his left arm not plaguing him. He flinched visibly as he sat up in a panic staring downwards at himself.


"W-What?" This wasn't his body, but from past stares he knew whose it was.


Edgars.


With a fearful look he looked at the mirror image of himself,


"Edgar..."
 
Edgar Farendal Tobjorn


Edgar nearly jumped in surprise when 'the other him' stared and asked who he was. Edgar was the one who should asked that question, so he instead stared back at him. 'The other him' also had confused expression clearly shown in his face, so he eyed his own body, determined not to believe that the hand earlier was Jamie's. Shock rapidly seeped into him, as what all he saw was not his, but his friend's.


'Howcouldthishappenhowcouldthishappenhow-' Edgar's chants was stopped when 'the other him' said his name. Then it clicked him.


"Jamie?" Edgar called his friend who was -hopefully- in front of him. The young man touched the other's cheek (his cheek, he noted uncomfortably), he needed the reassurance that this person was his friend.
 
Jamie ran both of his new hands through his now exceptionally longer brunette hair. An action he'd only perform when stressed, feeling the thickness of the hair he gripped chunks of his hair within his balled up fist before looking up at the other him. Just as his own voice spoke his name,


"Edgar?" He stated again his assumption of his friend in the body he owned instantly causing him to jump to conclusions.


"Edgar! Did you do this?" He exclaimed in what was clear to be his childhood friends voice but still held his own flare of irritation.
 
Edgar Farendal Tobjorn


Edgar reflexively got up at his friend's words and cringed a little. It was still weird to heard it in his own voice.


"Nope. Nada. Not a change. Do you really think I can do it?" Edgar frowned at his friend. He actually didn't think it was possible to two human to exchang bodies, even though this was a magical land.


"Do you have a strange incident before this?" Edgar asked. Because he knew his friend wouldn't do that judging by his irritated tone.
 
Jamie's agitated slowly extinguished itself when his friend spoke of having no assistance with their new situation. He leaned his or well Edgar's back against the wall thinking of what had happened within the week.


"No....Nothing...Well out of the ordinary." He murmured in response reaching up a hand to pinch the bridge of his nose before recalling the moments before them falling unconscious,


"That women." He suddenly stated,


"Who was she? I've never seen you around her before." Jamie snapped his fingers as he looked down from the ceiling and at his own face. He wouldn't be capable of getting used to the sight.
 

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