~The Black Masquerade~

Here I am! As promised!

Name: Madeline (Often goes by Maddie)

Age: 18 (almost finished with school)

Gender: Female

Personality: An asocial type person. Likes to stick to herself and while she's not shy, she's neither outgoing. She'll only talk to you if you come up to her first (most of the time). Very compassionate and kind. Annoyed easily.

Powers: See the future

Appearence: http://www.worldofstock.com/slides/PMO2725.jpg

What she's wearing to the ball: http://www.1stpromdress.com/products/bi ... 085031.jpg with a glittery slivery, black mask

History: Her parents and grandparents were born rich. Madeline's father is the Duke's brother. She is an only child and was born into this world. She hates it, though she can be vain. She hates gatherings with others, such as the ones she must attend, of high power. Most of them get on her nerves.

Other: Likes to play sports and skateboard, but is often punished for it. She does it behind her parents back. Up for love.

Can I join?

Name: Johanna Arythis
Gender: Female

Age: 19 (just turned 19 and finished school)

Power: She can see the future, for as long as she wants. But everything passes by as in fast motion, and is a bit hard to understand.
Personality: She likes to defy people indirectly, appearing a very polite girl. She has an answer to every provocation and loves to play provoking games, mostly with words. She's bold, and often says what she shouldn't. She can and will keep secrets, and is very worried with her friends (will do anything for them). She likes to read. To know things, and likes to paint. She likes to prove herself smart, but she's very stubborn and most times won't admit she's wrong.
Appearance: She has medium brown hair, with perfect define curls She has bright green eyes. She's about 1,67 cm, and likes to wear black.

History: She descends from a very high rank family. He mother is known for a good host, and a very good governant and organizer of parties and balls. In fact, she helped Mrs.Carlisle with the prom. (is that ok, Threnody?). Her father owns a very well succeed bank.

What She's Wearing to the Masked Ball: http://gothicweddingdresses.webs.com/H0556C.jpg Mask: http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b251/ ... /mask1.gif (obviously without the glittering things)

Other: Up for love.

as promised.

Name: Johnathan ridley (John)

Age: 19 (never went to school)

Gender: male

power: The future

History: Was born to a prostitute mother from a high up government person in France. He came over here with his mother when he was 3. And grew up on the rough streets of London (well the rough part) and discovered his ability when he was 14, since then he has mastered it and can see many things and also control what he see. His mother died when he was sixteen and he started doing jobs for different people. He is a thief and a conman but very street smart he has an odd charm that the riches can't help but notice.

Appearance: wearing a black suit with brown shoes to the ball as well as a white mask tha covers the top half of his face.

other: can use a sword quiet well because he can see what the openet is going to do before they know hem selves. He's at the ball because he has made a foutune from gambeling. *predicting the future seeing the outcome what cards people have stuff like that*

when do we start?

her I go

Name: Tristan McCarthy

Age: 19

Gender: male

power: He sees the future. He can only see a couple seconds ahead, but he can see what anything is going to do in the next ten or so seconds.

Personality: He is very calm and collected. He will never loose hos cool unless someone he is very close to is in danger. He is very sturdy and is used to looking out for himself and he prefers it that way.

History: He was raised the son of a moderately rich man. He learned alot of court etiquite and other such knowledge. The one thing he really excelled at was swordplay. He left home and made his own fortune for a long time, flaunting his skills and learning what he could. He was by himself for four years then his mother died and he returned home for the funeral. He was staying there for the time when his father made him go to the masquerade

Appearance: He is wearing a black suit and supple brown shoes. He's been fending for himself too long and he doesn't like to not be able to move fast. His mask is shaped sort of like a wolf's head and pitch black.

other: A master swords man and he knows alot about alot of things.

Answers to Various Questions:

1) Before I answer the power question, reread the storyline and details. If you do and are still confused, ask again.
2) We are starting at the ball.
3) Seeing into the future and past are the only powers. (Yup.) But you can still have creative freedom. There are, naturally, different ways the past/future speak to you, how you use your powers, how in-depth your powers are...etc. Come on guys, be creative.

Suggestions:

1) Before we start, I'll give you a chance to read everyone elses profiles and get familiar with them. Make sure you know all of the characters.
2) Remember this is the Victorian times in England. Styles, language, social status, and the overall thinking of people are different. (I'm a bit iffy about that prom dress Maddie's wearing for starters.)
3) As I said, the powers aren't the only things these people are worrying about. Reputation, arranged marriages, all of that play a role in this storyline as well.

so I have to change my power back to a reading future or past kinda thing?

Yup

Name: Lilly Springs
Gender: Female

Age: 14


Power: Past ( she can hear what happened in her head. The farther back in time it is the harder it is for her to hear)

Personality: Talks a lot you will be lucky if you get her to stop.

Appearance: Short, with brown waist length hair. She has olive-toned skin.

History: Grew up a normal girl, her parents were middle class.

What she is wearing: A light green dress, with a white mask. All of it is very simple.

Okay, we're ready. Creator of Johanna though, all your character can do is see the future or the past. Everyone needs to choose either one. If you're confused, read through the description of this once more.

Felicity:
I entered the crowded ballroom of out mansion. The ceilings glittered with massive chandeliers and people, all in beautiful clothes, gossiped, and danced. Some recognized me a congratulated me heartily. I got so many from people who I never even laid eyes on before in my life. This was my debut, my introduction to "proper" society after finishing school. My parents put together a masked ball.

I heard that many important people were supposed to be here. I gazed around me. I knew nobody. I hoped Johanna had made it. She had finished with me and we were friends.

A little girl in a white dress wandered about, she looked around anxiously and then continued on.
"Are you lost?" I asked her.
"No miss." She answered politely. "Have you seen Ms. Carlisle? She said she found my doll..." She added quickly.
"No, I'm sorry." I hadn't the faintest idea who Ms. Carlisle was. "What's your name child? I'll see if I can find her."
"Anna Withers," She replied.
I nodded. And Anna disappeared back into the crowd.

I sat down to rest and felt my eyelids flutter. A debut is such a boring affair. I had made a good impression and was quite exhausted. My mind drifted.

A women runs through a crowded street. She wears a simple white dress and a black cloak that covers her face. In her hand is a a piece of parchment. She sits on the bank of the Thames and seals it into an envelope. The wind blows back her hood and her tawny hair is blown around. With flowing handwriting she addresses the envelope to Admiral Robert Withers. She seals it with a plain red blot of wax and tucks it into her cloak pocket.

My vision dematerializes and I bolt up as a woman screams. "Has anyone seen Anna? Where's my Anna?" And collapses. People rush to her side a reassure her.
"Mrs. Withers, it's alright, I'm sure she's here somewhere. Why there's so many places a small child could get to in here." My mother comforts her.

Madeline

*Okay, sorry, I forgot when I picked out the dress. Lets just say it has sheer lacy sleeves (not strapless) and a little more poofy (:*

Madeline

I wandered through the grand ballroom in the mansion. I was horrified. My parents were trying to arrange a marriage. Already! Girls in beautiful gowns fluttered past me and I felt like gagging. I could be outside, laying in the sun. Although I know my parents don't approve of this I still do it anyway. I hate all these frilly things. As beautiful as they may be, I don't want it. My mind jerked, to what I knew to be, the future.


"Hello Miss," a young man greeted me.

"Hello," I replied, not really wanting to start up a conversation. He smiled, catching my mood.

"A bit upset, are we?" he chuckled. I tried not to roll my eyes. "You don't like the these things, do you?"

"Not really," I said truthfully. He smiled.

"Then we have something in common."


The vision vanished. I rubbed my temples. No sooner had I walked towards the exit, did the same young man approach me. I sighed. Hopefully he didn't know my parents. They don't approve of the fact that I tend to stick to myself. They always wished for a beautiful, bubbly, little blonde girl. Instead they got a pretty little brunette that loved 'activities meant for men.' Oh well, I thought as the man smiled at me, I never really have listened to them before.

Abby~~

"Madam, Miss." The doorman greeted us, "Names please?"

"Catherine Warden and Abigale Warden," My blond mother mother said.

"Mother, Why must I be here?" I whispered.

"It's your duty! You already said you would do it so you can't back out now," She whispered under her smile.

"Of course.." She whispered back, also under a smile.

They walked in to the glorious ballroom filled with smiles (some fake and some unknowing), Champagne, clinks of glasses and dresses that could afford a small home. Abby sighed, atleast she could meet some better people than the maids at her house to talk to. She sighed again and her mother pinched her elbow.

"Look like your having fun," Abby's mother smiled again.

"Fine.."

And she then walked up to someone interesting looking..

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Avelle~

I stared as the party unfolded before me. It was busy and full of dancers. The girl's dresses were all very fluffy and looked uncomfortable. I was standing around, watching the swiveling dancers. I had just had a vision and was still a bit disoriented and refused multiple young men. Mother would not be pleased.

"Avelle!" Great. Speak of the devil.

"Yes, mother?"

"Have you greeted the host and her daughter yet? You must always do that first!"

I lowered my eyes. "Of course mother. I'll do it now." I carefully walked away carefully. I didn't want to trip and fall at one of the biggest balls of the year, just because of my vision.

I scanned the room to look for the host... Oh great. I didn't even know what she looked like. After all this was a masked ball. I sighed and rubbed my temples. I had gotten a huge headache from my vision. It flashed through my mind. I hardly remembered what it was about. All I remembered was a little boy. He was crying silently and his mother was trying to comfort him. I wonder what it was all about.

"Excuse me? Miss? Would you care to dance?" a young man said cockily.

I gave a small smile, as I didn't want to seem rude. He was probably a son of someone rich and important. That would explain the attitude. "Well..." I said hesitantly. Normally I would have accepted, just to get on his good side. Yet, after that vision I didn't feel up to my usual responsibility of accepting everything.

"Of course you would," he answered for me.

He took my hand and I thanked the gods I was wearing silk black gloves. His own hand was sweating and I didn't want to touch that.

We danced a slow waltz and the music pounded in my ears. It was a beautiful tune, one I would be sure to try out at home. As soon as the music stopped I shifted through the mass of people, trying to get away from him as possible. He was too rude and arrogant for my tastes.

I looked around, in case my mother was watching me, and when the coast was clear I gave a big sigh of relief. I had to rest for a minute. I got a glass of punch and sat down.

-Anyone can come and talk to her-

Zire


I walked around the room, bored. Sure, the only reason i was brought to this masked ball was because my parents wanted to get me married soon. The nerve of them. I sighed and walked towards the exit. Once there i leaned on a door side and watched the ball go on.

A woman walked towards me, strange. I decided to be talkative.

"Hello Miss," I greeted her.

"Hello," she replied, I could tell she was an unsociable person. I smiled and decided to dwell on that.

"A bit upset, are we?" I said. "You don't like the these things, do you?"

"Not really," She said truthfully.

I smiled, "Then we have something in common."

She smiled.


*Umm... Okay*

Madeline

Interesting. The young man who had walked up to me wasn't too bad. I actually wouldn't mind talking to him. He didn't seem to be like all the other arrogant men. While they danced around, he stood against the wall. Kind of like myself.

"Am I still going to adress you as Miss, or would you be so gracious as to give me your name?" He asked.

Oh, well," I said surprised. I looked up at him and saw he was grinning at me. He was playing with me! Well, two can play at that game.

"I'm am so sorry, young man," I said, dramatically. "Could you ever forgive me?" I fluttered my eyelashes, trying not to smile.

"Well, I would but," he sighed, a very dramatic sigh, "you still haven't given me your name."

"Well how could I be so rude," I gasped in horror. "I am Madeline. Cousin of the Duke." I stuck my nose in the air as I seen the other girls do. I grinned at him, and laughed.

"Well, Lady Madeline, I am Zire," he said, with a low bow. I tried not to roll my eyes.

"Nice to meet you, Zire," I smiled.

**Okay sorry kind of short but I've got to go to school ):