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the hounds of love are hunting.
Jul. 18th, 2019 08:56 pmPlayer Information
Name: alice
Age: 20
Contact: helveticastandard#8026 on discord
Other Characters: n/a
i've always been a coward
and i don't know what's good for me
here i go, it's coming for me through the trees
help me, someone, help me please
Character Information
Name: Adeline Noelle Bellamy, "Ada"
Canon: Pathfinder/Golarion
Canon Point: n/a
Age: Around eighty in human years, appears early twenties.
History:
cw: emotional neglect, post-partum depression, implied suicide, self-harm, disordered eating, brief mention of blood
Born to a newly-minted viscount & the daughter of an affluent merchant in the elven country of Kiovsan, Adeline was the eldest of a pair of identical twins. Though their place of birth reflected their elven heritage, Adeline and Aimee were soon caught up in the obsessive whimsy of their father— and his addiction to the political intrigue, gravitas, and wealth of the human country of Taldor, the former seat and center of the Taldan Empire. In the wake of the elven Return to Kyonin following the Earthfall, Kyonin had lost a great deal of its long-spun history, leading their father to grow interested in the old-money glitter of their monarchy as well as the ever-evolving senate that controlled the majority of Taldor’s bureaucracy. The viscount, with his wife and newborn daughters, abandoned his title and took up the reins to his father-in-law’s business; given his fascination with the economic and political climates of Taldor and his relation to his father-in-law, the former viscount proved a natural at maneuvering business— and Taldan society. His family, newly-dubbed the House Bellamy, began to climb from mere merchants to new-money socialites. Even in the midst of a foreign land, he had found a way to flourish, and to fully immerse himself and his kin in the midst of Taldan ways— even changing their elven names, given by their mother, to ones that better suited their future status as true Taldan ladies.
Their mother, however, did not take as naturally to the new society she found herself thrust into. Between the closely-strung stressors of new marriage, motherhood, and their sudden move, Lady Bellamy began to isolate herself from the eye of Taldan society, as well as from her husband and infant daughters. Before she could recognize what had consumed her, Lady Bellamy had fallen into the depths of an intense postpartum depression, constantly rendered indisposed by a new social anxiety that she had never felt— grieving the loss of her home, her kin, and their heritage, watching her husband erase it for the sake of following a dream, for the sake of coin, of esteem in the eyes of strangers. Naive to her unhappiness in the midst of their success, her husband simply thought her ill.
With their mother indisposed, Adeline and Aimee were left to the care of wet nurses, nannies, and their doting father. Months of Lady Bellamy’s indisposal soon became a year, missing her daughters’ first attempts at speech, their first attempts to crawl. While he did worry for her, their father seemed to forget their mother in both the wake of his new house’s success and in the joy of fatherhood— and her death came just as quietly as her illness, unheard at the end of a dark, gilded hall. When their father grieved his wife, he blamed fate and freak accidents, failing to recognize his emotional naivete, his role in her broken heart and her ensuing death.
Death, however, did nothing to stop the growth of two young girls— babies to toddlers, toddlers to children. Both mirrors and foils to one another, Ada and Aimee blossomed into excitable, fae-hearted children: little golden-haired changelings in the garden, with Aimee to soothe her soft-hearted sister when her knee caught on a thorn, with Ada to voluntarily take fault and to spin a white lie when her sister discarded her hair-ribbon. While inseparable and identical on the outside, as they grew and matured, their personalities began to reach a divide. Adeline adored her father, and vice-versa; Aimee, in reaching adolescence, in growing aware, began to spite him. Adeline enjoyed ignorant bliss and the sheltering of both her father and sister from the cruelties of the world, while her sister took mental, emotional barbs in learning their father’s own ignorance: to consequence, to emotion, to the unhappinesses of the world.
Under the grooming of her father, Adeline became the ideal Taldan lady his father had wanted his daughters to be— poised, beautiful, and the picture of charisma, ever-smiling, ever-polite. When she and her sister were reaching their cusp of their adolescence, Adeline was excelling in every place a lady should: penmanship, music, manners, social skills. Her sister, in stark contrast, began to rebel entirely from their father’s ideal, both in shirking her studies and in her appearance. Aimee rebelled from sameness, from being identical, starving her sister’s softness away from her bones and dying her gold-blonde hair dark with teabags.
As their adolescence approached, Adeline and Aimee became aware of their father’s plans to send them to one of Taldor’s finest, most expensive finishing schools— hoping to both further Ada’s already-known penchant for etiquette and charm and to perhaps mend her sister under more skilled tutelage. Outraged, Aimee flew into a rage— sinking verbal teeth into her sister, criticizing her pleasing, ignorant nature— instantly regretting her actions, soothing her pitiful tears, pleading with her to come with her when she fled from home instead of attending finishing school. Ada protested, given how upset their father would be, how wrong it would be to lie to him— and in frustration, Aimee made her sister swear in blood to keep her secret that she had so foolishly revealed to her tenderhearted sister. With a gilt knife she had stolen from the kitchen, Aimee cut her palm, and then her sister’s; they shook. Feeling a strange burn that shot up her arm, Aimee pulled away to find her hand held a visibly-fading scar, while Adeline’s continued to weep blood— revealing the capability of Ada’s blood, giving the two sisters another secret to keep.
When the time came for the twin sisters to attend finishing school in Oppara, Aimee fled from home, and for the first time Adeline was truly alone. When she returned, her father found her a fully-realized young woman, the finest Taldor could breed— bearing the gift of fine gloves, which she attributed to a mentor. In reality, her sister had scaled the side of the finishing school’s dormitory in the black of night to give them to her, stolen but heartfelt, that Adeline’s secret would remain safe regardless of the distance between them.
With his daughter having reached maturity, her father saw it suitable to immerse her more fully in the society he had groomed her for— taking her arm and ushering her to galas, parties, and the like in hopes of furthering his daughter’s social connections. As Adeline began to put the charm she had been schooled in nearly her entire life to work, she found both the excitement and anxiety of Taldor’s fine social life; its all-seeing lens, its luxury, its status as a game to be played. Quickly, Ada graduated from a social hopeful to a perfect socialite: her sharp ear finely attuned to gossip and rumour alike, her winsome smile able to charm even the most stoic of businessmen. While her status as a socialite kept her ever-attentive and almost obsessive regarding her image, Ada allowed herself to loosen her laces in private— taking a multitude of lovers, men and women, a quiet freedom.
In just a matter of months, Adeline had gone from a wallflower to a young woman who commonly rubbed elbows with Taldor’s senators, nobles, and merchants; to the delight of her father, Adeline soon found herself with a suitor, one of his business acquaintances and cousin to a member of the senate. Their ensuing engagement— which he wholly supported, to the point of pressure— would certainly connect her more clearly to Taldor’s economic sphere and to the senate as well, and their marriage may even elevate her further. At her father’s advisement, Adeline became engaged, and his words spurred her into quickly becoming a senatorial hopeful.
While Oppara’s social sphere was filled with pitfalls and stressors— ones that certainly affected her emotional state, giving her a reason to further hide her heart, how the scrutiny of the public made her scrutinize herself— none of those stressors proved more trying than her relationship with her fiance. As Ada quickly began to learn, her fiance sought to snare her as opposed to further her; he craved something more akin to a servant, not a wife. In the midst of her troubled engagement, Ada found herself embroiled in a risky, heated tryst with an inquisitor of Abadar, Taldor’s patron saint of law, commerce, and wealth— making her strain even further against the gilded bars she found herself between, questioning every aspect of the society she considered herself born to be apart of, along with her loyalty to her father’s wishes and her very purpose for being.
—then, as if bidden, fate stole her from it.
Personality:
Neutral Good / Chaotic Good
- charming, highly empathetic, optimistic, kind, witty, socially intelligent, loving, sensual
/ - obedient, capable of deception, soft, attentive to social mores and the law, innocent
- - naive, incredibly emotional, cowardly, easy to manipulate, brittle, can be petulant, has some lingering vanity, can be easily offended, very sensitive.
While her outward charm and poise are two traits she tends to put forward first, Ada’s truer heart lies beneath the smoothed-over veil of etiquette. Inwardly, Ada is a compassionate, loving woman with a bleeding heart— given her life in the realm of rumours and false faces, Adeline cherishes her friends outside of it greatly and would stop at nothing to aide them, even if it means consequence. However, her removal from such a sphere has made her much too trusting, as such a heart can easily be manipulated given her sensitivity to pathos. Outside of her social sphere, Adeline remains naive to the harsher cruelties of the world, and in response to being sheltered, has sometimes even sheltered herself— turning her eye from trouble to save her image while internalizing her guilt. Ada is used to internalizing a great deal of her true feelings, which she has so much of; as a result, she has become incredibly emotional out of fear of the unknown.
While her transformation and her induction into the realm of Aefenglom alike have significantly diminished her confidence, making her incredibly easy to startle and frighten, Ada's heart remains kind at heart― putting her fears behind her if it means aiding another, her bleeding heart one of her most championing traits. However, said fear makes her rather desperate for comfort and security, making her rather easy to be preyed upon given her easily trusting nature (only heightened by her fear.) Those who get to know Ada more closely will see past her frightened, skittish shell and into her wealth of kindness and optimism― and her naivete to the world around her. Regardless of her sweetness and innocence, Ada's former immersion in a social-forward sphere has made her quite capable of using her charm to get her way― and made her rather used to getting her way as a result, such a situation showcasing the more negative side of her shelteredness: the rare moment of spoiledness, the occasionally bratty attitude. At her most confident, Ada is capable of the mischiefs related to such, her former teasing nature and coquetry returning to the forefront, though never out of ill will or cruelty, simply out of affection, out of play. However, said optimism, said affection are to a degree hidden behind the skittishness introduced by her transformation, though these traits shine through in her irrepressible desire to help the hurting, her bleeding heart the only trait that is currently capable of dominating her fear. She has a great deal of growing and maturing to do in order to truly find control of her emotions, her fear― more than simply a frightened rabbit at heart, regardless of her exterior.
She is much more capable than she seems, though easy to dismiss as just another fearful girl. Kindness is not weakness, as weak as she might seem at present― and though a kind heart rules her, there will come a time when her trusting nature bends to anger beneath being used, and she reclaims herself. The mask of sweetness, charm, and smiles has already begun to crack, allowing fear to stain it, but it has not broken entirely to reveal the true face beneath it. Not yet.
Abilities & Skills:
Nerfed:
Gift of Blood: By harming herself, Ada can heal the wounds of others with her blood. The larger the wound, the more blood required to heal it entirely.
Buffed:
Minor Shapeshifting
Vocal Mimicry
Minor Luck
Detect Magic
Detect Danger
Enhanced Speed
Mundane:
- Adeline has an extensive knowledge of etiquette and manners, as well as its strings— dining, dancing, courting.
- Adeline has excellent penmanship— and, if given reason, could forge the handwriting of someone else.
- Adeline is a very talented orator.
- Adeline is incredibly capable of persuasion, given both her charm and empathy.
- Prior to her arrival in Aefenglom, Adeline attended a rigorous finishing school, giving her skills in sewing and embroidery, as well as knitting, music (harpsichord, singing,) a little cooking, and some fencing.
- Some equestrian knowledge.
Inventory/Companions:
Ada has one familiar, a Persian cat named Champagne. Aside from being able to communicate with Ada telepathically, Champagne has no other magical abilities. However, if killed, Champagne will return as a kitten in several days, and will be her former self by the end of the week.
Inventory:
- A pair of fine gloves, with lace and gilded stitching. The insides are silk.
- An engagement ring.
- A handkerchief with her initials.
- A knife with a pearl handle.
- A golden key, inlaid with an eye, on a leather cord. In Golarion, this is the holy symbol of Abadar— it doesn’t open anything.
Choice: Monster (Puca)
Reason:
this is my first forum rp in years, so i don't have any forum samples! however, here is some para for you: sample!
Name: alice
Age: 20
Contact: helveticastandard#8026 on discord
Other Characters: n/a
i've always been a coward
and i don't know what's good for me
here i go, it's coming for me through the trees
help me, someone, help me please
Character Information
Name: Adeline Noelle Bellamy, "Ada"
Canon: Pathfinder/Golarion
Canon Point: n/a
Age: Around eighty in human years, appears early twenties.
History:
cw: emotional neglect, post-partum depression, implied suicide, self-harm, disordered eating, brief mention of blood
Born to a newly-minted viscount & the daughter of an affluent merchant in the elven country of Kiovsan, Adeline was the eldest of a pair of identical twins. Though their place of birth reflected their elven heritage, Adeline and Aimee were soon caught up in the obsessive whimsy of their father— and his addiction to the political intrigue, gravitas, and wealth of the human country of Taldor, the former seat and center of the Taldan Empire. In the wake of the elven Return to Kyonin following the Earthfall, Kyonin had lost a great deal of its long-spun history, leading their father to grow interested in the old-money glitter of their monarchy as well as the ever-evolving senate that controlled the majority of Taldor’s bureaucracy. The viscount, with his wife and newborn daughters, abandoned his title and took up the reins to his father-in-law’s business; given his fascination with the economic and political climates of Taldor and his relation to his father-in-law, the former viscount proved a natural at maneuvering business— and Taldan society. His family, newly-dubbed the House Bellamy, began to climb from mere merchants to new-money socialites. Even in the midst of a foreign land, he had found a way to flourish, and to fully immerse himself and his kin in the midst of Taldan ways— even changing their elven names, given by their mother, to ones that better suited their future status as true Taldan ladies.
Their mother, however, did not take as naturally to the new society she found herself thrust into. Between the closely-strung stressors of new marriage, motherhood, and their sudden move, Lady Bellamy began to isolate herself from the eye of Taldan society, as well as from her husband and infant daughters. Before she could recognize what had consumed her, Lady Bellamy had fallen into the depths of an intense postpartum depression, constantly rendered indisposed by a new social anxiety that she had never felt— grieving the loss of her home, her kin, and their heritage, watching her husband erase it for the sake of following a dream, for the sake of coin, of esteem in the eyes of strangers. Naive to her unhappiness in the midst of their success, her husband simply thought her ill.
With their mother indisposed, Adeline and Aimee were left to the care of wet nurses, nannies, and their doting father. Months of Lady Bellamy’s indisposal soon became a year, missing her daughters’ first attempts at speech, their first attempts to crawl. While he did worry for her, their father seemed to forget their mother in both the wake of his new house’s success and in the joy of fatherhood— and her death came just as quietly as her illness, unheard at the end of a dark, gilded hall. When their father grieved his wife, he blamed fate and freak accidents, failing to recognize his emotional naivete, his role in her broken heart and her ensuing death.
Death, however, did nothing to stop the growth of two young girls— babies to toddlers, toddlers to children. Both mirrors and foils to one another, Ada and Aimee blossomed into excitable, fae-hearted children: little golden-haired changelings in the garden, with Aimee to soothe her soft-hearted sister when her knee caught on a thorn, with Ada to voluntarily take fault and to spin a white lie when her sister discarded her hair-ribbon. While inseparable and identical on the outside, as they grew and matured, their personalities began to reach a divide. Adeline adored her father, and vice-versa; Aimee, in reaching adolescence, in growing aware, began to spite him. Adeline enjoyed ignorant bliss and the sheltering of both her father and sister from the cruelties of the world, while her sister took mental, emotional barbs in learning their father’s own ignorance: to consequence, to emotion, to the unhappinesses of the world.
Under the grooming of her father, Adeline became the ideal Taldan lady his father had wanted his daughters to be— poised, beautiful, and the picture of charisma, ever-smiling, ever-polite. When she and her sister were reaching their cusp of their adolescence, Adeline was excelling in every place a lady should: penmanship, music, manners, social skills. Her sister, in stark contrast, began to rebel entirely from their father’s ideal, both in shirking her studies and in her appearance. Aimee rebelled from sameness, from being identical, starving her sister’s softness away from her bones and dying her gold-blonde hair dark with teabags.
As their adolescence approached, Adeline and Aimee became aware of their father’s plans to send them to one of Taldor’s finest, most expensive finishing schools— hoping to both further Ada’s already-known penchant for etiquette and charm and to perhaps mend her sister under more skilled tutelage. Outraged, Aimee flew into a rage— sinking verbal teeth into her sister, criticizing her pleasing, ignorant nature— instantly regretting her actions, soothing her pitiful tears, pleading with her to come with her when she fled from home instead of attending finishing school. Ada protested, given how upset their father would be, how wrong it would be to lie to him— and in frustration, Aimee made her sister swear in blood to keep her secret that she had so foolishly revealed to her tenderhearted sister. With a gilt knife she had stolen from the kitchen, Aimee cut her palm, and then her sister’s; they shook. Feeling a strange burn that shot up her arm, Aimee pulled away to find her hand held a visibly-fading scar, while Adeline’s continued to weep blood— revealing the capability of Ada’s blood, giving the two sisters another secret to keep.
When the time came for the twin sisters to attend finishing school in Oppara, Aimee fled from home, and for the first time Adeline was truly alone. When she returned, her father found her a fully-realized young woman, the finest Taldor could breed— bearing the gift of fine gloves, which she attributed to a mentor. In reality, her sister had scaled the side of the finishing school’s dormitory in the black of night to give them to her, stolen but heartfelt, that Adeline’s secret would remain safe regardless of the distance between them.
With his daughter having reached maturity, her father saw it suitable to immerse her more fully in the society he had groomed her for— taking her arm and ushering her to galas, parties, and the like in hopes of furthering his daughter’s social connections. As Adeline began to put the charm she had been schooled in nearly her entire life to work, she found both the excitement and anxiety of Taldor’s fine social life; its all-seeing lens, its luxury, its status as a game to be played. Quickly, Ada graduated from a social hopeful to a perfect socialite: her sharp ear finely attuned to gossip and rumour alike, her winsome smile able to charm even the most stoic of businessmen. While her status as a socialite kept her ever-attentive and almost obsessive regarding her image, Ada allowed herself to loosen her laces in private— taking a multitude of lovers, men and women, a quiet freedom.
In just a matter of months, Adeline had gone from a wallflower to a young woman who commonly rubbed elbows with Taldor’s senators, nobles, and merchants; to the delight of her father, Adeline soon found herself with a suitor, one of his business acquaintances and cousin to a member of the senate. Their ensuing engagement— which he wholly supported, to the point of pressure— would certainly connect her more clearly to Taldor’s economic sphere and to the senate as well, and their marriage may even elevate her further. At her father’s advisement, Adeline became engaged, and his words spurred her into quickly becoming a senatorial hopeful.
While Oppara’s social sphere was filled with pitfalls and stressors— ones that certainly affected her emotional state, giving her a reason to further hide her heart, how the scrutiny of the public made her scrutinize herself— none of those stressors proved more trying than her relationship with her fiance. As Ada quickly began to learn, her fiance sought to snare her as opposed to further her; he craved something more akin to a servant, not a wife. In the midst of her troubled engagement, Ada found herself embroiled in a risky, heated tryst with an inquisitor of Abadar, Taldor’s patron saint of law, commerce, and wealth— making her strain even further against the gilded bars she found herself between, questioning every aspect of the society she considered herself born to be apart of, along with her loyalty to her father’s wishes and her very purpose for being.
—then, as if bidden, fate stole her from it.
Personality:
Neutral Good / Chaotic Good
- charming, highly empathetic, optimistic, kind, witty, socially intelligent, loving, sensual
/ - obedient, capable of deception, soft, attentive to social mores and the law, innocent
- - naive, incredibly emotional, cowardly, easy to manipulate, brittle, can be petulant, has some lingering vanity, can be easily offended, very sensitive.
While her outward charm and poise are two traits she tends to put forward first, Ada’s truer heart lies beneath the smoothed-over veil of etiquette. Inwardly, Ada is a compassionate, loving woman with a bleeding heart— given her life in the realm of rumours and false faces, Adeline cherishes her friends outside of it greatly and would stop at nothing to aide them, even if it means consequence. However, her removal from such a sphere has made her much too trusting, as such a heart can easily be manipulated given her sensitivity to pathos. Outside of her social sphere, Adeline remains naive to the harsher cruelties of the world, and in response to being sheltered, has sometimes even sheltered herself— turning her eye from trouble to save her image while internalizing her guilt. Ada is used to internalizing a great deal of her true feelings, which she has so much of; as a result, she has become incredibly emotional out of fear of the unknown.
While her transformation and her induction into the realm of Aefenglom alike have significantly diminished her confidence, making her incredibly easy to startle and frighten, Ada's heart remains kind at heart― putting her fears behind her if it means aiding another, her bleeding heart one of her most championing traits. However, said fear makes her rather desperate for comfort and security, making her rather easy to be preyed upon given her easily trusting nature (only heightened by her fear.) Those who get to know Ada more closely will see past her frightened, skittish shell and into her wealth of kindness and optimism― and her naivete to the world around her. Regardless of her sweetness and innocence, Ada's former immersion in a social-forward sphere has made her quite capable of using her charm to get her way― and made her rather used to getting her way as a result, such a situation showcasing the more negative side of her shelteredness: the rare moment of spoiledness, the occasionally bratty attitude. At her most confident, Ada is capable of the mischiefs related to such, her former teasing nature and coquetry returning to the forefront, though never out of ill will or cruelty, simply out of affection, out of play. However, said optimism, said affection are to a degree hidden behind the skittishness introduced by her transformation, though these traits shine through in her irrepressible desire to help the hurting, her bleeding heart the only trait that is currently capable of dominating her fear. She has a great deal of growing and maturing to do in order to truly find control of her emotions, her fear― more than simply a frightened rabbit at heart, regardless of her exterior.
She is much more capable than she seems, though easy to dismiss as just another fearful girl. Kindness is not weakness, as weak as she might seem at present― and though a kind heart rules her, there will come a time when her trusting nature bends to anger beneath being used, and she reclaims herself. The mask of sweetness, charm, and smiles has already begun to crack, allowing fear to stain it, but it has not broken entirely to reveal the true face beneath it. Not yet.
Abilities & Skills:
Nerfed:
Gift of Blood: By harming herself, Ada can heal the wounds of others with her blood. The larger the wound, the more blood required to heal it entirely.
Buffed:
Minor Shapeshifting
Vocal Mimicry
Minor Luck
Detect Magic
Detect Danger
Enhanced Speed
Mundane:
- Adeline has an extensive knowledge of etiquette and manners, as well as its strings— dining, dancing, courting.
- Adeline has excellent penmanship— and, if given reason, could forge the handwriting of someone else.
- Adeline is a very talented orator.
- Adeline is incredibly capable of persuasion, given both her charm and empathy.
- Prior to her arrival in Aefenglom, Adeline attended a rigorous finishing school, giving her skills in sewing and embroidery, as well as knitting, music (harpsichord, singing,) a little cooking, and some fencing.
- Some equestrian knowledge.
Inventory/Companions:
Ada has one familiar, a Persian cat named Champagne. Aside from being able to communicate with Ada telepathically, Champagne has no other magical abilities. However, if killed, Champagne will return as a kitten in several days, and will be her former self by the end of the week.
Inventory:
- A pair of fine gloves, with lace and gilded stitching. The insides are silk.
- An engagement ring.
- A handkerchief with her initials.
- A knife with a pearl handle.
- A golden key, inlaid with an eye, on a leather cord. In Golarion, this is the holy symbol of Abadar— it doesn’t open anything.
Choice: Monster (Puca)
Reason:
this is my first forum rp in years, so i don't have any forum samples! however, here is some para for you: sample!
