• If your recruitment thread involves completely going off site with your partner(s) then it belongs in the Off-Site Ad Area.
  • This area of the site is governed by the official Recruitment rules. Whether you are looking for players or looking for a roleplay, we recommend you read them and familiarize your self with them. Read the Recruitment Rules Here.

Fantasy CLOSED FOR NOW aurora borealis; a His Dark Materials role-play; adv/lit. (long term)

incomplete
  • thinking

    sad
    Roleplay Availability
    Roleplay Type(s)





















    • intro
































      heaven is here;



      florence + the machine


























      "How long until we reach the stars?"



      C
      ourage must conquer cowardice, if you are to survive the winter of this world...

      prologue:
      "they with no soul,
      repulse temptation,
      deliver from the depths,
      to find the truest form,
      of daemon bond,
      cut the chain of a child,
      to be released from uncertainty

      Three children
      and daemon,

      blessed souls,
      escape their world
      to pay the price
      of humanities sin."

      The writing is faint, unclear to see, with letters scrawled off at the end as if written by a drunkard...

      To cut through reality, as if fine ceremonial tape draped across an entrance to an exciting establishment. You allow yourself to open your arms, into a world that is not your own; the only familiarity of your daemon who haphazardly follows you tightly, their snout reaching to guide you into the unknown abyss.

      The aurora is said to be the gateway between universes; the balance between life and death. The green, blues and yellows reflect warped visions of a hectic city hidden in the cosmic colour of light. The aurora borealis reflects an angelic artistry, unknown to man… Its craft is so intricate, stripping the title of each and every said expert, bringing them back to square one.
      Seemingly something only children with their unformed daemons can dream of: angels, giant ice bear...Tales of Gobblers; perverse child-catchers that use children in their experiments... But what if it was true? What if angels are the rulers of the world and everything you know of is just a scripted prophecy?

      premise:
      This role-play follows three main characters and their daemons who must outwit their stationary life and grow into the children of the prophecy, unbeknownst that it danger faces their way.

      With unexpected arrival of Miss Ingrid, conspiracies to begin thrive in the Sanctuary of the Scholars as an ill, yet perfectly, timed death of the Ancient Scholar, Briar, strikes.

      Ingrid is an expensive and rich woman who promises of luxurious and lavish life with a mute, heavy bodied Bonobo daemon.

      She talks enticing stories of new science, knowledge and mysterious land.... Praising the imaginative explorer's brilliant far-fetched tales, the angry child's strong willed personality and the the lost child's sensibility.

      Charming the children very much so, Ingird offers a way to escape the confines of the Sanctuary and follow her into a world of unmistakable opportunities. Ingrid is wondrously enchanting, captivating and exotic so why would they decline?

      Sanctuary of the Scholars:
      a place far south, made for strenuous reading, teaching and studying. A Gothic building with mazes of corridors, haunted catacombs, secret passageways and vast libraries. The few privileged children the live there are put to work to study basic curriculum, cook, clean and serve their masters. Death has echoed through the silent halls as the Ancient Scholar, Briar passed away, with theories slithering around that he was in fact murdered by Miss Ingrid's daemon for these three children...

      The three children are the only people below the age of 35 years old at the sanctuary... Are they being protecting them for a reason? Or are the scholars just as unaware as they are?

      daemon clarity:
      "the physical manifestation of a human soul, a human and their daemon are one being, it was physically and emotionally painful for them to separate too far from each other. Usually in the form of an animal, reflecting the human's spirit.
      It is considered taboo for a person to touch another person's daemon. Humans whose daemons were touched by others generally felt a strong sense of repulsion.
      Daemons are the opposite sex of their human's assigned gender."
































    intro



    roles



    rules








    a prophecy of:



    three daemon and their children.
    ...








    genre



    fantasy,







    status



    accepting







    creator










    spots open



    3/4







    question



    answer



















    ooc
















    ♡coded by uxie♡
     
    Last edited:
    Back
    Top