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| Madame Anaduomene; Mistress of the Moonlight Masquerade | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Oct 10 2009, 06:30 PM (107 Views) | |
| Savitar | Oct 10 2009, 06:30 PM Post #1 |
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AboutMe Your name or nickname: Savitar Your age: 20 Experience in roleplay: I've been roleplaying for around 4 years now. Preferred Genres: Lately I've been sticking to my fandoms (X-Men, Dark Hunters), but I'll do most any humanoid-fantasy roleplays. MadameAnaduomene "She keeps Moet et Chandon In a pretty cabinet 'Let them eat cake' she says Just like Marie Antoinette ... Recommended at the price Insatiable an appetite Wanna try? " "Killer Qeen" by Queen Character type: Hybrid Character name: Anaduomene Age: 83 Residence: the Circus Grounds Description: To the public, Madame Anaduomene is a very classy, middle aged woman. She has shoulder length, auburn hair that she wears wrapped up in a messy bun and brown eyes. The Madame has a healthy build with a bit of extra padding around the thighs and hips. She is very curvy and wears medieval style clothing that accentuates her well endowed breasts. However, when in the comfort of her trailer on circus grounds, Ana lets down more than just her hair. Her legs peel apart into dark, purple tentacles. The suction cups on the tentacles are a vivid green. Her upper body remains the same except for her eyes. They turn a glossy, pale shade of purple. Personality: The circus folk don't call her "Killer Queen" for nothing. Madame Ana has no tolerance for disobedience. Everything is either her way, or no way. Her only weaknesses, to an extent, are the more lowly creatures kept as part of the circus. Her primary companions are the bird-faced girl and the dogboy; though, the two are far from being boy and girl by now. Despite her fondness for her companions, she cares for nothing more than her own desires. She will do whatever it takes to get what she wants, and what she wants is never beneficial to anyone. Anaduomene is coniving, manipulative, and a few apples short of a full barrel. Fortunately for some, she's not the smartest of creatures. Other information: PM me if you'd like to play as one of her companions Intro: Rain drops fell down on the roof of the dull trailer like pebbles on a gravel road. The sky outside was gloomy and gray with no sign of the sun in sight. The "strong-man", a monstrosity of a being, stood at the bottom of the steps, directly in front, making it clear that the Ring-Madame was taking no visitors. Inside the trailer, several candles had been lit on a table far to one side. A large, round bed covered most of the free space. Sprawled across it were two young individuals around the age of 20. The female had shoulder length hair pulled back into a ponytail and in various shades of blonde, red and brown. Her eyes were big, round and green and, to the great surprise of some, in place of a human mouth was a petite beak. Beside her was a scruffy male with loose, shoulder length, black hair. Dog ears protruded from the top of his head, sagging slightly. His face was possibly more of a shock than his female bedmate's. The entire face of a dog stared drowsily up at the trailer ceiling, complete with carmel-brown fur and an almost comical white spot around his left eye. The arm supporting his head against the pillow revealed thick, yellowed claws on his hand as well as unusually hairy knuckles. Both creatures lay contentedly naked on the bed, haphazardly covered by the silky, red sheets. The light around them dimmed as the shadow of a large form passed in front of the candles. "Teresa, be a dear and help me, won't you?" a feminine voice called softly from the direction of the candlelit table. "Yes, Madame," the bird-girl, Teresa, replied in an odd, chirping voice. "Help with your make-up again, Miss?" Reflected in the mirror hanging on the wall behind the table, an average looking, middle-aged woman held her hands to her slightly wrinkled face. Pieces of auburn hair that hadn't been tamed by the loose bun drooped down the sides of her face and across her forehead. The Madame caressed her skin as if trying to smooth the wrinkles out. A dark purple tentacle snaked its way above the table to brush away some of the hair and several tears dropped from her glossy, purple eyes. "Yes, my sweet," the Madame sighed heavily. "I'm not as young as I used to be, you know? Nearly eight decades of life will do this to you." Depressed, Anaduomene propped her elbow on the table and rested her head in her chin, her head angled up at Teresa who stood of to the side. The same tentacle gyrated as it reached up and stroked Teresa's face. "Stay young, if you can, Teresa. No good comes with age, no matter old fools might tell you of wisdom." "Yes, Madame, I will," she chirped soothingly, pressing her hand lovingly against the tentacle. "But please, miss. Worry not. Your circus opens soon enough. Your youth will return." The tentacle patted Teresa's beak adoringly. "How can I make opening night like this?" Ana took a moment to raise two more tentacles and gesture towards her face. Out of the shadows and from the bed, the dogboy made his way towards the two women. "Miss Ana, surely we can find you something to tide you over until then? Something small, but fresh?" The Ring-Madame's glossy eyes flashed devilishly at the suggestion. "Won't you, Buckley? The two of you? I'm sure some wretch lurks about the...Slums, do they call it? Someone that no one will miss." She moved one of the tentacles to caress Buckley's bare chest from the neck down to his belly button. He shut his eyes, savoring the feeling before he replied. "Your will is my will, Madame Anaduomene. Your will is my will." Edited by Savitar, Oct 23 2009, 10:01 PM.
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| Savitar | Oct 23 2009, 10:05 PM Post #2 |
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{x}----Congratulations!! Madame Anaduomene has been accepted as new character on Thorny Towers. Work on mood, detail and description, and sentence variety. Still very novice writing style. Your character will be listed in the Roll Call, at which time you can create a profile to be linked to. Please feel free to register with your desired username and begin roleplaying. |
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