Name: Oswald (( He doesn't really have a last name, but he likes to think that it is Arachnae, because it sounds tough ))
Age: 16
Personality: Oswald is very shy, and extremely weak. He is always scared of everyone else in the nightmare realm, though he can deal with it. He wishes he could be nice to people or help weaker nightmares like himself, but he is too scared to do that, too. His personality will most likely develop more through out the roleplay.
Appearance: He's kind of blue-ish. Think night-crawler from X-Men, hes that color. But he doesn't have a tail. Hes just very thin and straggly. Not very strong, either. He also wears clothes that seen handmade. He also has short black hair and yellow eyes.
Your Dream:He may have been a nightmare, but he wasn't important. He was just, there. Created. Did nothing good or bad. He saw the dream-a simple nightmare with monsters trying to scare her. They were also in the Nightmare kingdom. He really didn't do anything bad to her, he was just... there. He never thought he belonged as a nightmare though.
He was never mean to her, and he hated the idea of the nightmare. He was never in another nightmare again after that. Some of the others were, however, and the ones that were in more dreams only got stronger and stronger. Before he knew it he was constantly attacked and told that he wasn't meant to be alive. It was how most of the other weak nightmares were treated, though, so he-knowing what could happen, didn't do anything about it.
He hated being a nightmare. Especially the idea of it. He seeked to find the crystal lake, whether it was real or not.
Inventory: Not much. He did carry around a feather, for good luck, and a small, blunt dagger he found that he knows cannot protect him because its so blunt.
Skills: Probably a 6, but he doubts himself so much that he can't see his full potential and acts as though he is a 2 or a 3.
Weapon:Blunt dagger, which gets sharp when you are ready to unleash your full potential. Rarely anyone knows of this.
Accepted! Feel free to begin when you feel like it.
And so Phil set off on his epic quest with his companion Phil and his sister Phil. Together they will face against many Phils to find out what happened to Phil before Phil destroys the world to get revenge on Phil for cheating on him with Phil.
And so Phil set off on his epic quest with his companion Phil and his sister Phil. Together they will face against many Phils to find out what happened to Phil before Phil destroys the world to get revenge on Phil for cheating on him with Phil.
Hatter decides where to go next. Perhaps OZ? No. They were all dreams there. He decides that he should go to the town. Of coarse he would have to wear a wretched cloak to hide his features. He was never the most welcomed in dream towns. He walks a little farther till he comes to a bush. He take the cloak out and slings it on himself. It was black with maroon stripes. The hood left his face in shadows, though only one of his eyes could still be seen illuminating from inside the hood. He started walking there now.
Personality: Arak is silent nearly all the time and never does much except give anyone who sees him the creeps. Not much else about him is known to other nightmares except that he rides around on his horse every time Demitria is asleep, searching for her.
Appearance: He has short black hair and red eyes. He is about 6"4' tall. He wears a jet black suit of armor and is rarely seen without his helmet on. When he is not wearing his armor he wears a simple black cloak and a red cape. He is very slender and has been said to walk as light as a feather.
Your Dream: If Angel is Dimitria's guardian then Arak is her doom. During the mix of emotions that went through her head on the day of the car crash, regret and pain prevailed above the others. These emotions were strong enough to give her nightmares for many nights. One of them spawned Arak. He was fairly simple at first, just a figure prowling through the forest, searching for her. But for some reason that first dream stuck in her head. The emotions of fear and hopelessness fed Arak until he became one of the strongest nightmares. Eventually he had been in so many nightmares he began to try things that no dream or nightmare should ever try, to be alive. This was when he began his truly relentless search fro Dimitria, thinking if he could find her his power would be enough to be alive. He continues his search to this day.
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I got out of my room hesitantly. I placed my small pouch around my shoulder, and stepped out of my small door. The idea of staying here with the nightmares was a bit sad. I began walking towards the town. It was my favorite place to go, considering it had stored where I could buy trinkets. I did not try to go to OZ again. The last time I went there everyone looked at me as though I was odd, and I didn't really blame them. I was a nightmare after all. It wasn't my fault that she had a bad dream with me in it, but people treat me like it was. I sincerely prayed that I did not run into any larger nightmares.
Personality: Arak is silent nearly all the time and never does much except give anyone who sees him the creeps. Not much else about him is known to other nightmares except that he rides around on his horse every time Demitria is asleep, searching for her.
Appearance: He has short black hair and red eyes. He is about 6"4' tall. He wears a jet black suit of armor and is rarely seen without his helmet on. When he is not wearing his armor he wears a simple black cloak and a red cape. He is very slender and has been said to walk as light as a feather.
Your Dream: If Angel is Dimitria's guardian then Arak is her doom. During the mix of emotions that went through her head on the day of the car crash, regret and pain prevailed above the others. These emotions were strong enough to give her nightmares for many nights. One of them spawned Arak. He was fairly simple at first, just a figure prowling through the forest, searching for her. But for some reason that first dream stuck in her head. The emotions of fear and hopelessness fed Arak until he became one of the strongest nightmares. Eventually he had been in so many nightmares he began to try things that no dream or nightmare should ever try, to be alive. This was when he began his truly relentless search fro Dimitria, thinking if he could find her his power would be enough to be alive. He continues his search to this day.
Hatter hums as he walks. His mood seemed to have improved since he fed those poor dreams powdered glass. His umbrella would be the only giveaway if anybody looked at him, fore he was using his umbrella as a support. You see, when little Demetria stabbed Hatter's spinal cord, she also paralyzed him. Luckily, in this world he could still move, but not without some problems. The black feathered umbrella and his large black hat were like his only friends. The brim of Hatter's hat was sharpened and could be very lethal when thrown like a frisbee. Hatter sometimes missed the days when he was like a colorful clown. He also missed the days were he was alive. He knew why this place existed, unlike the others. He had been here the longest. Left to roam this endless world of insanity, with only himself and the scar on his back. He was the one that understood everything, that knew everything, that despised everything. Even the dreams would go mad to know the secret of the land under their feet. But Hatter would not tell them. He would tell no one. The truth is, he felt sorry for them.
Hatter looks at the small town. He steps inside and begins walking. The fireflies had long vanished. That was the only way to tell whether it was night or day. He looks upon the small dream children playing in the streets and on the roofs of the homes. A cat-like dream runs past his feet while laughing and playing tag. Hatter brushes past everyone and walks strait to the library. He loved books. It was one of his passions. It was often the only reason he came to this town too. The library was extraordinary. Hatter does not say a word as he enters with the cloak covering his face. He goes to a certain shelf, grabs a book, and begins reading. Despite him reading, he was always fully aware of his surroundings. And today, something was going to happen.
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((An idea with a possible plot twist: Alice knew hatter, and were friends before he left.))
Alice eventually makes it outside her town, and onto the center plains. She eats the eat me cake, and grows to normal size. A bottle concealed in a Bush nearby is taken, along with a pair of running shoes, and her flats are tossed into the Bush.
She makes her way to the CENTER.
(Please note, I am o. Tablet, autocorrect happens.))
And so Phil set off on his epic quest with his companion Phil and his sister Phil. Together they will face against many Phils to find out what happened to Phil before Phil destroys the world to get revenge on Phil for cheating on him with Phil.
((An idea with a possible plot twist: Alice knew hatter, and were friends before he left.))
Alice eventually makes it outside her town, and onto the center plains. She eats the eat me cake, and grows to normal size. A bottle concealed in a Bush nearby is taken, along with a pair of running shoes, and her flats are tossed into the Bush.
She makes her way to the CENTER.
(Please note, I am o. Tablet, autocorrect happens.))
((That sounds o.k. Just know that Hatter might not be so friendly. ))
And so Phil set off on his epic quest with his companion Phil and his sister Phil. Together they will face against many Phils to find out what happened to Phil before Phil destroys the world to get revenge on Phil for cheating on him with Phil.
Arak looks down at the ground far below as he stands on the balcony of his dark tower. He senses a change in the air she is coming soon. He walks back inside and walks down the stairs. As he walks he thinks of the other nightmares. He thinks of 'The Hatter, he was a dream but became a nightmare.' He walks outside and gets on his horse "YAA boy, YAA." He will know.
((I am sorry to inform you, but NOT ACCEPTED . There was many problems with this application.
Mr. Smoke would go in the nickname section.
Must have a personality.
Must have a dream that you came from.
How did he get trapped in a bottle?
How is granting wishes a weapon.
Ok
Nickname: Mr.Smoke
Personality: Evil. Loves tricking people.
Dream: Mr.Smoke only appeared in one dream. The girl can't remember this dream because it was so long ago. The girl found a bottle on the beach. Mr.Smoke came out of it. He said he would grant the girl 3 wishes. However he tricked her. Every single wish became a disaster. Soon the girls house was on fire. Her last wish was that he would leave. Then the girl woke up.
Inventory: His bottle is a dull green. He was created inside this bottle. He can only leave the bottle when someone finds it.
Weapon: He can grant anyone wishes. However the wishes are twisted so there meaning is no longer the same. He does this on purpose to harm people. He can grant good wishes to his allies but he doesn't have any.
((The italic word is just a very good book that I recently read. ^-^))
I look up from Starters. I had been reading for about a hour now. I put the book back and then leave the library. "Good bye, sir", the librarian says cheerfully not even knowing who I am. I do not say anything as I leave. I look at the darkening streets. It was quite beautiful in the sky. The deep black-blue color was devouring the sky like a thirsty camel. I liked these simple things. I liked the dark that could hide my face from being revealed to any unfortunate souls that came in my path. The lightning bugs were starting to flash around the night sky. This, was going to be the perfect time for a disaster, I think to myself as I look upon a small farm house that lay on a hill near the town.
A girl runs giggling past me. She had red hair and lots of freckles. I follow the child while creeping in the shadows. The runs inside her home still giggling. I could see their shadows threw the window. The dream child had left her bedroom window open. Most dreams and nightmares slept, which would give me the perfect time to destroy them. I wait until the last light in the house went out. I then climb threw the window and stand in the darkest corner of her room. She was doodling while laying on her stomach. She only had a small bed light to cast light into the room. I inch closer as she doodles. Without her even noticing, I hold my umbrella above her back. She notices my shadow and flips around screaming.
(Will finish later, I have something to do in real life.)
Ok
Nickname: Mr.Smoke
Personality: Evil. Loves tricking people.
Dream: Mr.Smoke only appeared in one dream. The girl can't remember this dream because it was so long ago. The girl found a bottle on the beach. Mr.Smoke came out of it. He said he would grant the girl 3 wishes. However he tricked her. Every single wish became a disaster. Soon the girls house was on fire. Her last wish was that he would leave. Then the girl woke up.
Inventory: His bottle is a dull green. He was created inside this bottle. He can only leave the bottle when someone finds it.
Weapon: He can grant anyone wishes. However the wishes are twisted so there meaning is no longer the same. He does this on purpose to harm people. He can grant good wishes to his allies but he doesn't have any.
... ._. I would like it to be a little more detailed but... Accepted.
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Alice sits down on a rock inside the lake. She looks up at the darkening sky. This whole day was spent trying to find this lake. Oh well, dreams basically have all the time in the world.
And so Phil set off on his epic quest with his companion Phil and his sister Phil. Together they will face against many Phils to find out what happened to Phil before Phil destroys the world to get revenge on Phil for cheating on him with Phil.
Arak had stopped for a moment on a hill. He was just a couple hundred yards away from the Middle Earth entrance to the forest. "There will be changes tonight, something in the air is giving me a foreboding feeling. But no matter, I will FIND HER! He silently commanded his horse to ride into the forest. The dark trees stood around him as he slowed. "She is here."
((Time for me to make a Demetria post. First, I am going to make her application so you guys know what she is like.))
Child Application
Name: Demetria Livy Monroe
Nickname: Sometimes called, Child.
Age:Nine
Personality: Is very quiet and shy, but has a full world of imagination. Likes to dream of people that have never been and never will. Some dreams are better then others..
((Poor kiddo, she looks like she needs a lollipop. ))
Your Dream:Alone. That is how she felt. She never had any friends. She was just alone. She had been dismissed from a social life at a early age due to her "creativity". Some thought that she was crazy, while others just thought she was depressing to be around. In all, everyone avoided her. Her parents rarely spent time with her and she was never allowed to play outside. So she would draw or write. She never liked sleeping much though, because when she slept, she would dream of nothing. She would have the worst nightmares about nothing. Anything she would see when she shut her eyes was pure nothing.
Demetria drew the most beautiful things. She wrote the most beautiful stories. But the truth behind her fake smile was, she was lonely. She truly believed that if she put on a smile, she could fool the whole world. And that is just what she did. Until one day after watching Alice in Wonderland, during the night, she was visited. She rested her head on her pillow. But something startled her. She heard a small voice say, "Good Night". Her eyes opened quickly as she scanned the room. No one was there. But... In her closet that was open...It had a red glowing dot that was about the height of a full grown man! She stared at it for a long time before realizing it was just her clock. She let out a sigh of relief and assumed the voice had been her wild imagination.
The next night, she heard the voice again. This was NOT her imagination. She starred into the closet while questioning whether it was really her clock. But something else caught her eye. There, in the darkest corner of her room, stood a colorful man whom looked sort of like the Mad Hatter from the movie. He was holding a blue feathered umbrella and had hair much like Ronald Mcdonald's. Her eyes widened. "It is ok, I am here to be your friend," the man said with a unsure smile. Demetria took a very long time to become friends with this man.
She would often get frustrated when her parents complained about not seeing him. One day, she even brought him for show and tell. The teacher was mad that she could not see him. Hatter seemed a little droopy the rest of the day, it was easy to tell because his hat was sagging a little on his head. But they were still friends. Until the crash. Those lights... Those red and blue ambulance lights... And Hatter. Him standing to the side of the ambulance staring at her. He looked horrified at what he had done. But...What had he done? She was fine, wasn't she? Didn't the other car survive? The truth is, she did not know that Hatter had just tasted his first accidental blood. Demetria felt sorry for Hatter. But something terrified her. He did not look all that sorry after she looked long enough. It looked like...It looked like he was laughing... She was not even sure he noticed. But she was driven to the hospital that day.
She would try and act like hatter was not there. She feared him greatly. He would sit at the foot of her bed every night. Until eventually, she realized he started looking less colorful, and more violent. She had to stop it. She she told him to stop. And as she hugged him she stabbed him. And when she went to sleep, she had her first dream. Only she and Hatter know the secret behind the land. And it might never be told.
Inventory: Demetria is able to imagine anything. Usually she can imagine something and find it pretty quickly.
Alice skips down the street of her town.
A nice day. Time for some mischief.
A sip of the DRINK ME drink shrinks her down, and she runs across town.
WHY
"I don't have enough mind, to mind!" He said to himself, laughing at his own joke.
WHY
Name: Arak Ringo Betell
Nickname: The Black Knight
Personality: Arak is silent nearly all the time and never does much except give anyone who sees him the creeps. Not much else about him is known to other nightmares except that he rides around on his horse every time Demitria is asleep, searching for her.
Appearance: He has short black hair and red eyes. He is about 6"4' tall. He wears a jet black suit of armor and is rarely seen without his helmet on. When he is not wearing his armor he wears a simple black cloak and a red cape. He is very slender and has been said to walk as light as a feather.
Your Dream: If Angel is Dimitria's guardian then Arak is her doom. During the mix of emotions that went through her head on the day of the car crash, regret and pain prevailed above the others. These emotions were strong enough to give her nightmares for many nights. One of them spawned Arak. He was fairly simple at first, just a figure prowling through the forest, searching for her. But for some reason that first dream stuck in her head. The emotions of fear and hopelessness fed Arak until he became one of the strongest nightmares. Eventually he had been in so many nightmares he began to try things that no dream or nightmare should ever try, to be alive. This was when he began his truly relentless search fro Dimitria, thinking if he could find her his power would be enough to be alive. He continues his search to this day.
Inventory: Black steel broadsword and a telescope
Skills:
Strength:9
Intelligence:7
Social Skills:0
Weapon: Black steel brodsword
"Only through war can true peace be achieved"
-A. Quoted Person^
Please
Hatter looks at the small town. He steps inside and begins walking. The fireflies had long vanished. That was the only way to tell whether it was night or day. He looks upon the small dream children playing in the streets and on the roofs of the homes. A cat-like dream runs past his feet while laughing and playing tag. Hatter brushes past everyone and walks strait to the library. He loved books. It was one of his passions. It was often the only reason he came to this town too. The library was extraordinary. Hatter does not say a word as he enters with the cloak covering his face. He goes to a certain shelf, grabs a book, and begins reading. Despite him reading, he was always fully aware of his surroundings. And today, something was going to happen.
Alice eventually makes it outside her town, and onto the center plains. She eats the eat me cake, and grows to normal size. A bottle concealed in a Bush nearby is taken, along with a pair of running shoes, and her flats are tossed into the Bush.
She makes her way to the CENTER.
(Please note, I am o. Tablet, autocorrect happens.))
WHY
"Only through war can true peace be achieved"
-A. Quoted PersonAlice can see the lake, with its magic fountain and rocks bordering it.
WHY
"Only through war can true peace be achieved"
-A. Quoted PersonOk
Nickname: Mr.Smoke
Personality: Evil. Loves tricking people.
Dream: Mr.Smoke only appeared in one dream. The girl can't remember this dream because it was so long ago. The girl found a bottle on the beach. Mr.Smoke came out of it. He said he would grant the girl 3 wishes. However he tricked her. Every single wish became a disaster. Soon the girls house was on fire. Her last wish was that he would leave. Then the girl woke up.
Inventory: His bottle is a dull green. He was created inside this bottle. He can only leave the bottle when someone finds it.
Weapon: He can grant anyone wishes. However the wishes are twisted so there meaning is no longer the same. He does this on purpose to harm people. He can grant good wishes to his allies but he doesn't have any.
I look up from Starters. I had been reading for about a hour now. I put the book back and then leave the library. "Good bye, sir", the librarian says cheerfully not even knowing who I am. I do not say anything as I leave. I look at the darkening streets. It was quite beautiful in the sky. The deep black-blue color was devouring the sky like a thirsty camel. I liked these simple things. I liked the dark that could hide my face from being revealed to any unfortunate souls that came in my path. The lightning bugs were starting to flash around the night sky. This, was going to be the perfect time for a disaster, I think to myself as I look upon a small farm house that lay on a hill near the town.
A girl runs giggling past me. She had red hair and lots of freckles. I follow the child while creeping in the shadows. The runs inside her home still giggling. I could see their shadows threw the window. The dream child had left her bedroom window open. Most dreams and nightmares slept, which would give me the perfect time to destroy them. I wait until the last light in the house went out. I then climb threw the window and stand in the darkest corner of her room. She was doodling while laying on her stomach. She only had a small bed light to cast light into the room. I inch closer as she doodles. Without her even noticing, I hold my umbrella above her back. She notices my shadow and flips around screaming.
(Will finish later, I have something to do in real life.)
WHY
"Only through war can true peace be achieved"
-A. Quoted Person