Realm of the Faeries RP

[Evelyn]

Hello to everybody, Ember here with (yet another) roleplay. Technically, this idea was thought up by SpeingBreeze, we had a bit of a PM'd conversation and this was the result. We'll keep updating on the 'parts', just so the storyline is a little easier to grasp, and with any luck, this will work out. So, I'm pretty sure that I've mentioned in there something about your 'season' - here's what they're like. All Faeries are born into a human family and only found out later. Your season depends on when you were born. Also, in your season, you have a 'blossom' - a huge wing-like flower that grows out of your back - and one of your greatest problems.
SPRING: has the ability to entice people, convince them to do their bidding. Usually sentries for a portal to the Realm since their magic allows them to draw strangers away and their magic is rather defensive.
SUMMER: the classic 'fairy' type of thing - flashy and bright, then can render themselves invisible using a 'shimmer' and can also create light and fireworks - but be warned, their magic is extremely uncontrollable and could explode out of them at any moment even if they're just thinking about using it.
AUTUMN: autumn, or fall, Faeries are classically the ones that are best for healing and regrowth. Autumn Faeries usually specialize in creating elixirs and poisons, mixing and making, though their overall enchantment skill isn't high, their ability to do alchemy-like things is.
WINTER: Silent yet dangerous. Their magic is more like what you'd expect necromancy to be like, and they cannot heal, only attack or freeze. Their magic is strong, but if untrained, probably the most harmful of all. Some say that their greatest ability is to keep a secret.

So with all that out of the way, here come the rules.
1. Your name is not Twilitbeauty Grace Edwarda Marium Lilith Mirandian. You do not have two seasons. You do not make your self perfect. In other words, you ARE NOT A MARY SUE.
2. Try to make your character match their season. For example, Autumn might suggest fire, so there's one suggestion for you. Also, make their skills relevant. For example, Spring Faeries may be good at winning arguments or peacemaking though they do not know that their enticing skills.
3. This is set in modern times, so just imagine that in the Faerie realm, they use the same or similar technology, though magic is relied on quite a bit (Thanks to SpringBreeze for this idea - not trying to turn his into a second Hogwarts style realm).
4. Don't try to write in a seriously elaborate way, I really don't want this roleplay to end up with people trying to mimic Shakespeare's writing. I mean, as well as that simply not making sense, this roleplay is set in the near-ish future, and so will probably include modern slang etc. You get the idea, i hope. And also, this is unacceptable: h3y guy5 1 w45 ju57. I mean, I cannot read that. I can't. Please understand that...oh and this is also unacceptable: my name is liek Christlbet and im liek the prttiest prsn in teh wrld!!!!!!1!!!!!!1!!111!!111!@!
5. Your skills are painfully limited. Got that? The end.
6. If you'd like to be related to another character in any way, please tell them first and ask for permission. Same goes for if you want to kill another character.

So with all that being said, entries in the entries thread as usual and here's a note from SpringBreeze.
"Hey guyz, Bree here and I'm looking forward to this roleplay! I mean, there ar e quite a few, but I quite like it and I'm hoping that maybe I can just join in a few...lol loving how I then create a few billion rps! Anyway have fun with this one, Ember and me'll give weekly updates depending on how far we've got and PM us if you don't 'get' anything! THANKS!"

[Evelyn]

So PART I.
You are moving out from your small town to a city they call Orinoch. You're starting school, and nothing's like what you're used to. It's different. But then you wanted to go back and have a visit...and you found something out. You don't believe it though, until the blossom grows in your season. Then you panic, try to hide it. And, in fact, you catch a glimpse of someone else with the same problem. You almost want to instantaneously become friends so that maybe the other can figure out what happens.

It was getting colder every day. Or was that just me? I'd been walking around for hours already, through this strange new city. How weird it was to think of the way that everyone lived in such cramped spaces in tall buildings. The air was hardly even clean, the rivers to flowing with water the way I'd expected them to. But I guess that was just me. Everyone else seemed to be used to it. Finding my way back wasn't as hard, though, and I did have some things to do. Read? Play violin? Sit there and be bored? Well, I suppose that the best thing was to avoid the last option. I'd done it one too many times to know that it would be good.
Pulling out a single piece of paper from my bag, I set upon drawing something - just something. I could hear the pencil across the paper, feel it being moved, butI couldn't seem to see or control what I was drawing. Maybe bits of it - a line here, a dot there. But then I finished. And I was already shocked by what it looked like. A sort of body, it looked like. But it was messy, as if it had been hurriedly scrawled.upon closer inspection, I'd also written a name: Lara Wall. I didn't know who that was, but I could feel a chill running through me as I looked at it. It must have taken, what, 15 minutes? And this was the result? Definitely not worth my time. I screwed it up into a paper ball and threw it into the in, almost furious with myself. What did I draw? Or, more accurately, what? I could almost imagine a moaning sound from behind the door. I flicked on all the lights as if that would keep me safe, pulled out a sleek silver laptop and started to compose another email. But I knew that it would be worthless. Who would receive it? My so-called friends from Malire? No. Most likely not. I sighed and returned to the desk, now almost desperate to do something.

[pinkycrystal]

Every new start has a beginning! And moving to Orinoch is certainly a good place to start fresh...or so I thought. Looking out of my car window, I could see that all the houses were cramped together in apartments and painted the most boring of colours. The air seems different with pollution and the city was very crowded. Maybe I should wait until I've settled I before I make these kinds of assumptions.

[heathertd]

Orinoch. Orinoch. Orinoch, Orinoch, Orinoch. Stupid name, according to me. I'm a long way from home now, but it's not so bad. Before I moved away to the small town, this was the sort of city I had lived in. The only difference was, none of my friends actually lived here. I really needed to stop thinking, so I grabbed out my laptop and rested on the couch. Contemplating whether to reach out to my friends, I decided to look up new developments in science.

[Misha]

I sighed happily as I explored the city of Orinoch. It was certainly different to home and I didn't know anyone but it was a fresh start. I went down the different streets mesmerised by how the houses were close together, how some of the skyscrapers were so tall my neck hurt looking up at them. I wasn't used to this and I probably wouldn't be any time soon.

[Evelyn]

I stayed in my room the remainder of the day. No, I wasn't a social person, never had been. I just wanted to get things done, and get them done fast. But now there was nothing to do. Nothing felt right anymore, nothing even felt in place. I didn't care where anybody else was, and, as far as I could see, the streets were filled with people, none of whom looked particularly...well...trustworthy to me. The streets still seemed so bleak and grey. Usually I would have liked the cool, refreshing weather, but here it just felt wrong.
Wrong, like everything else.
Out of place, like me.

[pinkycrystal]

Everything seems so out of place for me. Back in my old town, everything was cheery and bursting with joy. There was laughter, brightness, and excitement. And most of all, fun. Instead, this city is boring, busy, and dull. Everything looks the same and not a single patch of grass is seen. I'd give anything to be able to run across a large meadow or spend my spare time painting pictures outside. Here, everything is cramped, which isn't good for someone with claustraphobia. I'm not used to this and I probably won't be for a long time.

[heathertd]

I went to go turn the radio on, 'A Thousand Years' by Christina Perri had just started playing. It was good timing, I had to admit. Remembering the time I danced to this song, decided to get my small, pink box out from under my bed. I'm not supposed to be nostalgic, that isn't me. But I still kept the box, because I'm an idiot. The bare city can be full of possibilities, if one decides to think about it, I should go and meet some new people.

[Misha]

After a while of exploring and visiting new places I started to feel quite bored. It seemed repetitive. I sighed as I found my way back to the house I was staying in while here. It looked amazing first coming in, I felt grown up, being in a city on my own but it already felt like I lived her too long like I knew everything. I entered my home and rested on my bed looking out my window. Maybe I'll go explore properly later on. Maybe I just haven't found the part of this city where there's a beautiful blue lake or an amazing forest with greens and browns. Maybe, but it's not likely, even someone who truly believed in hope would know that.

[Evelyn]

I didn't know how long it had been, but the sun was slowly starting to set. It was going to be busy tomorrow - being the 'new girl' at school was never the best place to be, for me anyway. I'm not likable, and I know that. I almost like the fact that I'm not likable. It was better to work alone and concentrate then be totally surrounded, I'd figured.
The new school had some sort of a uniform. Perhaps I didn't like it much, a simple plaid skirt, blouse and burgundy jumper, but then at least no one could judge me by what I was wearing. Not that I cared. If they hated me, they can hate me. I really couldn't care less.

[heathertd]

"School tomorrow." I called out to myself. I could tell this would be good. If everyone hated me, I wouldn't care less. If everyone liked me, 10 points to me.

[Deleted]

"HEY!" I screamed out of my window at whoever was passing by, just for a laugh. I needed someone to cheer me up here, at any rate. And shouting at them felt oddly good. I didn't really know what I was doing, it was just something, really. I laid down on my bed in the apartment and started to daydream about my new life. I felt so grown up already, and I told myself that there was school tomorrow. It was going to be fun, I hoped, maybe people would even like me? I mean, I'm a bit weird but I guess I'm kinda funny and I was sort of popular and fun. Well, at least, that's what I thought.

[Deleted]

I slowly set up my bedroom, a lamp there, a table there. The beds were all done, I wasn't able to bring much with me. I pulled out the easel that I'd used for a few years now, and started painting a picture of my surroundings. There wasn't much to paint, frankly, as this new world just seemed to be all big and grey. I pulled the curtains close and settled on a chair, starting to read the 'school handbook'. Mind you, it was a bit useless, since most of it was just the stupid rules that nobody really needed to know or could remember. But still, obediently, I read it. I did want to leave a good impression on the first day, though I wasn't sure how.

[Evelyn]

(Ok, I'm just going to finish the day off a bit so then it's not extremely boring with us describing everything)
The sun started to set, slowly, tauntingly, as if trying to say that the day was still here. I didn't feel like doing anything, really, and settled down in the comfort if my bedroom again. Carefully,I put down the glass of water, and waited for sleep to come.

[Misha]

As the sun set I flopped onto my bed and sighed. "School tomorrow" I whispered to myself pulling my covers on top of me. I curled up in a ball and clutched on to my stuffed bear. I needed all the sleep I could get, big day tomorrow and everything. I shut my eyes and slowly fell into a deep slumber.