Realistic or Modern Mansion of Mirrors [CS]

[Ceemuhrie]

Mansion of Mirrors
Character Sheet:

Store your characters here, my pretties~

IC Thread can be found: HERE
OOC can be found: HERE
Interest check can be found: HERE​

Name:
Age:
Famous last words: I put it on your tombstone, should you leave us : (
Image: (I have a preference for realistic photos for this RP, but please use any pictures you like!)
Image description: (Weight, height, noticeable scars or special/noticeable attributes to your characters face and/or body
Profession:
Skills: Your character is about to get dragged through some mud, stack up on some skills, son
Personality: I will have a personal, internal desire to want to destroy frou-frou characters...
Back story: The most twisted, the better.

Name:
Age:
Famous last words:

Image:
Image description:

Profession:
Skills:

Personality:
Back story:

 

[Ceemuhrie]

Name: Diedre (Dee-druh) Petripe (Peh-treep)

Age: 29

Famous last words: "There is always a price, and there will always be someone to pay it."

Image:

[IMG='width:400px;']https://i.ytimg.com/vi/Mp4q3RbSadw/maxresdefault.jpg[/IMG]

Image description: Diedre has always been a less than approachable individual, and with just one glance, it isn't hard to guess why. Across her lips and jaw, is a fearsome-looking scar, although her sharp blue eyes and warm olive skin tell a different story, and almost yearn for human interaction. Diedre stand on the shorter end of the spectrum at five-foot-two, and can always be seen sporting older, vintage style clothing that cinches at the waist and flairs out victorian style.

Profession: Mansion of Mirror Hostess

Skills: Minor first aid experience.

Personality: Diedre is a serious individual, very goal-oriented and absolutely loves order. Rule breaking is considered a taboo in her books and she does not tolerate it. She's borderline obsessive compulsive and results-focused, and strives for absolute perfection in everything she does. She is incredibly protective of the master. That might be what keeps her from leaving the mansion. At least, it's definitely what keeps her employed.

Back story: Diedre was a bit of a twisted child growing up, and often kept to herself. She was the youngest of six and there were obvious signs she was being abused in more ways than one, most likely due to the fact that she was the youngest, and the only girl at that. Her mother abandoned her family to escape the wrath of her drunken father and Diedre was immediately used as the replacement punching bag. Literally. And one by one, her brothers fleed the moment they got the chance, leaving her alone in that house with that horrid man.

Night after night she took his beatings that he tried to convince her were his afflictions of love. He always said he just 'wanted her to smile' more. But Diedre... she developed a way to compartmentalize the pain and the abuse until she finally snapped. When she finally turned 16, she decided to run away. When the hands on her thighs wandered too far up, when the beatings and the borken bones became too much to endure, Diedre smashed a bottle over her father's head to stun him... but soon realized her was no longer alive. Diedre fled and left him for dead, stumbling into a dark, looming mansion she'd managed to carry her tired, sore limbs to.

That's where she met the master.

On the cusp of a mental breakdown, he took her into his care, gave her shelter and food in exchange for taking care of the mansion chores and ... his guests. Over time, he gradually told her it's okay to feel sad, and that she doesn't have to fake smile anymore. So overwhelmed by the love and kindness of this stranger, she carved a smile and a frown into her face: the proof of loyalty to the master of the mansion, and a confirmation to herself of who she really was, inside and out. She has been in the care of the master, ever since.

 

[nonametobefound]

Name: Cleo Crowe
Age: 24
Famous last words: "Finally, somewhere I can settle down."
Image:

Image description:
Cleo has a willowy and lean figure, most of her strength lying in agility and flexibility. She stands at the average height of 5'4'', and has contrasting features; pale skin, dark wispy hair, and pale grey eyes - naturally monotone, save for the sanguine intervention in her lips and cheeks. She dresses in blacks and greys, always in mourning clothes out of habit. She has no unique features, other than an articulated prosthetic pinkie finger on her left hand; it can be removed, revealing a severed stump, cut at the first articulation of her pinkie.
Profession: Cleo is currently an actuary at an insurance company though she has a background in Biochemistry, mortuary science, and EMS training.
Skills: An extensive knowledge of practical chemistry, anatomical and physiological knowledge, as well as training in Basic Life Support (CPR, Trauma, and drug overdose.)
Personality:
Cleo is quiet and reserved, but her mellow demeanor isn't to be underestimated as slow or idle; she is just slow to trust. Her perseverance is her greatest strength, having been through as much as she has in her short life; her will is not shaken easily. She is approachable and kind, but also cautious, with laid back personality to hide her apprehension, but genuinely well humored with a dry wit and often coyly sarcastic when feeling safe.
Back story:
Cleo was born a "savior sister", meant to be an organ donor to her older brother Caleb, suffering from poly-cystic kidney disease; he died before she was old enough to donate. She barely knew her older brother, and her parents barely knew their daughter, but were too grieved by their son's death to address the lost purpose of Cleo's existence. In the aftermath of her brother's death, both her parents went separate ways in terms of grieving. Her mother chose vice, drowning her tears in alcohol and men, relegating herself to a nonexistent youth she once had and trying to forget she ever had a son; she only managed to forget she had a daughter. Cleo's father was worse, falling into sudden hysterics and abandoning his family. After a decade, he returned while Cleo was in high school; he had joined a cult, but it was something Cleo could overlook at the time. He gained her trust again and immediately betrayed it, luring her into a ritual where she was meant to be the ritual sacrifice; her father was going to kill her, remove the kidney she would've donated to Caleb, and offer it to the obscure god of his cult. Cleo escaped with her life, but lost her pinkie to the sacrificial blade in the process. She's worked long and hard to move past it, but it tends to be too big a black mark to forget; she moves forwards regardless.

 

[nighttimecatplayer]

Image description:

Autumn has icy blue eyes that have often been described to bore into your soul. She favors hooded attire and normally only wears the same three different outfits that she washes on a constant daily basis. Her clothes are normally baggy and a size too big for her as she prefers to dress comfortably with grey sweatpants and a pair of fingerless black gloves. Autumn has dirty blonde hair that falls past her shoulders and a single lone piercing that fits perfectly into place on the left side of her lip.

She also loves chained accessories and wears a pair of army dog tags in the honor of her fallen militant father and mother. Considering how she never takes off her hoodie even in the hottest of climates Autumn is often described to look like a shady individual which is probably one of the reasons why most choose to stay away from her. She naturally has a monotone and emotionless expression that often makes her look dead and devoid of all life. Whenever excited or angered her features instantly light up and give her a livelier appeal.

Name:

Autumn Rhodes.

Famous last words:

"We're all going to die someday right?"

Age:

22.

Height:

5'7'.

Weight:

145 lbs.

Gender:

Female.

Sexuality:

Heterosexual.

Nationality:

American.

Backstory:

Growing up within a military family has never been the easiest for anyone. With two parents always being gone Autumn was left to look after her younger brother and was forced into getting a job at an early age to help support the family. Although Autumn was just barely managing to pull by everything one day changed for the iconic duo after they received a phone call with the news that both their parents died within the grave war that had been keeping them away for so long.

The news completely shattered the family and the siblings were both sentenced to separate orphanages since they had no close living relatives. Not wanting to lose her only little brother Autumn took his hand and they both ran away forever on the chase from the unforgiving police. They just barely survived each day by sleeping within storm drains and taking shelter inside abandoned buildings as Autumn scoured around and searched for whatever food that she could find to feed them both.

Considering that this lifestyle was less than optimal Autumn finally resorted to stealing and was willing to do whatever she could to protect her little brother and keep him from harm. With each heist Autumn gained more experience as a criminal and started to plan out their new lives within a faraway distant country. However, each heist also became more dangerous and Autumn eventually ended up in jail where she stayed for three months before breaking out and finding her brother once again.

Even after he found out what she was really doing Ethan still looked up to his big sister and fully trusted her to one day get them out of this entire mess. Their faraway travels have finally brought them to the Mansion of Mirrors where Autumn heard that the prize for escaping alive would bring them both great riches and the opportunity to finally escape from this horrible dammed fate and the chance to move on with their lives. Since Autumn doesn't want Ethan to get hurt, she left him with all their belongings and chose to go into the mansion alone.

Profession:

Seeing as how Autumn spends most of her time on the run, she has no current professions. She instead spends all her time traveling from one place to another pocketing money and trying to find a way to flee the country so that she can finally start a new life with her little brother. These qualities alone have drawn Autumn to the Mansion of Mirrors where she will try to survive and gain enough riches, so that she can finally provide for herself and the only remaining family that she still has left.

Skills:

Autumn tends to have a knack for lock-picking and disabling a large majority of different traps. She also has experience with identifying certain traps and knows how to work her way out of some tricky or otherwise questionable situations. She's very observant and can figure out a reason or a motive behind someone with enough given time. Autumn also has some basic medical knowledge and is more resistant to physical pain which makes her a good candidate to go first or lead in certain scenarios.

Personality:

Emotionally dead is often a term used to describe Autumn by outsiders. She seems dead to the rest of the outside world and nothing hardly ever phases her anymore. Although she normally appears to be bored or irritated, she is capable of feeling all emotions and simply just refuses to show her emotions to anyone else except for her own brother. Autumn only speaks whenever spoken to and would much rather observe her surroundings rather than participate within meaningless conversations.

Autumn is often known to send chills down the spine with her constant blank staring and at times she almost seems like a culprit looming ominously within the corner of a room. She dislikes loud or obnoxious voices and is actually known to over analyze everything despite her emotionless nature. She normally seems calm during most stressful situations but is often panicking on the inside without showing it to others. Autumn is also completely selfless and puts the safety of others first before her own.

Despite this somewhat self-damming trait Autumn actually has a pretty great sense for justice and believes that the butterfly effect will eventually come back to bite everyone someday. She's also a realist and a slight pessimist after all of the things that she has been through. While often distrusting of others Autumn has no problem putting someone in their place if they ever decide to step out of line. If you somehow manage to get past the broken facade that Autumn puts up to shield her low sanity, she might just share some information with you that she hasn't ever shared with anyone else before.

Relationships:

None currently.

Feel free to private message me if you want to work out any further relations with my character.


​

 

[Silent Mimic]

[class=openwindow] height:70vh; background:url(http://www.vicksdesign.com/products/candlelight-candle-light-44-B1.jpg); background-size:fit; background-position:top; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:1em; margin:auto;center; [/class] [class=openbutton] margin:auto;center; border:2px solid white; width:150px; padding:.2em; font-family:Unica One; font-size:4em; color:white; text-align:center; text-shadow: 1px 2px 0px #7b78a5; animation:{post_id}loop 2s linear infinite; cursor:pointer; [/class] [animation=loop] [keyframe=0]opacity:0.25[/keyframe] [keyframe=25]opacity:0.5[/keyframe] [keyframe=50]opacity:0.75[/keyframe] [keyframe=75]opacity:0.5[/keyframe] [keyframe=100]opacity:0.25[/keyframe] [/animation] [class=mainpage] height:70vh; padding:1em; overflow:hidden; overflow-y:scroll; background:url(https://pre00.deviantart.net/aca0/th/pre/i/2017/226/a/e/death___tarot_card___by_erikemiranda-d8o82yn.jpg); background-size:fit; background-position:center; background-lock:fixed; background-repeat:no-repeat; margin:auto;center; font-family:Karla; font-size:0.9em; color:black; text-align:center; [/class] [class=closebutton] font-size:2em; width:10px; cursor:pointer; position:absolute; [/class] [script class=none] hide mainpage hide closebutton [/script] [script class=openbutton on=click] slideUp 500 openwindow show mainpage show closebutton hide openbutton [/script] [script class=closebutton on=click] slideDown 500 openwindow hide closebutton hide mainpage fadeIn 500 openbutton [/script] [class=textbox] margin:auto;center; background:white; opacity:0.9; width:80%; [/class]

[div class=openwindow]








[div class=openbutton]Lilina

[/div][div class=mainpage][div class=closebutton][/div]

[div class=textbox]

basics

Name: Lilina Wicker
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Heterosexual

*sorry if its bad ill change some stuff if there is anything is wrong

[/div]

[div class=textbox]

famous last words

"What does this do?"

[/div]

[div class=textbox]

skills

Has moderate experience in Martial Arts, specifically Taekwondo, currently a Blue Belt. A master in creating dolls, started since she was 9 years old and continued to develop and use it as a means of profit for herself. Has basic knowledge in Acupuncture since her family runs a spa that specializes in it.

[/div]

[div class=textbox]

image description

Lilina prefers to wear dresses that usually covers her lower body. When she goes out of her home, she wears a small orange bonnet that usually ties both her pigtails in place. Has a height of 4'10 and weighs around 109 lb. She has a scar that ran deep in her palm which came from an event in her life. The girl has long black hair that reaches her thighs when she lets them down. Constantly wears red contact lenses for fun, it makes her feel more calm when she knows that she has irregular eyes.

[/div]

[div class=textbox]

profession

Currently none since she is still below the legal age but is currently helping the family's acupuncture spa and makes dolls that she sells to strangers in the spa. She gives customers care and attention to ensure the best experience for them. She doesn't really like it but she has no choice either. Her dolls are excellently crafted with perfection since she spends a long time in choosing the fabric and sewing it. When she sells them, they always get bought right away.

[/div]

[div class=textbox]

personality

SIlent and creepy, two words that have been used to describe her when people first meet her. Her attitude usually causes her trouble to people around her. Lilina has scented candles that is positioned in a circle around a picture of her step-mother, Alisa Rose, in her room. She carries a matchbox in her pocket since she finds it functional in certain situations. She questions everything that she sees when she is inside a new area and takes mental notes about it.

[/div]

[div class=textbox]

backstory

Her life wasn't really important in her family's eyes, she was another face that they had to take care of. Her mother was cruel to her and would torture her with horrendous punishments if she had the chance. Her father was neglectful of her, letting her sleep outside the house and into the cold and harsh forest with nothing to eat. While she slept outside, she released a river of tears. Even in school, she wasn't safe. She was doing quite well judging from her situation but this did not make her safe from the harsh torment of her schoolmates.

Lilina was eventually rescued and adopted by another family who took care of her with affection and trust. She was taught how to do Acupuncture properly and was sent to train Taekwondo in Saturdays at her step-uncle. She was a quick learner and eventually became great at what she did. Her interest in doll-making came from her new school that she attended. She practiced types of stitches and started making dolls. Unfortunately, her step-mother died due to a doctor's error. The doctor was punished but what they done couldn't be reversed.

One night, while the moon shone bright and all was silent. Lilina was awoken by a walking doll that she had made. She wondered how it walked but the girl followed it. It lead her outside and into a circle of dolls, holding candles and seemingly, not catching on fire. They were all dirty and worn through time but they all had no mouths. As she was looking at them, a tall man comes out of the shadows with a ceremonial-looking knife in his hand. The girl was startled as the man started to walk towards her. She tries to run away but something was holding her feet. It was the dolls. The robed man eventually caught up to her. He lifted his knife and slashed the palm of her right hand. Blood was dripping and pain shot up at her arm. She became unconscious and fell to the ground. Lilina woke up in her room with nothing that is out of place. All her dolls were still there but there was one thing that was new, a raggedy rabbit doll that is sitting in a small stool. She checks to see if there was a scar at her palm. Surprisingly, there was a scar on the palm but it was not that deep. The small girl questions in her mind on what happened last night.

She sees a pamphlet for some kind of escape room on her way home. 'Mansion of Mirrors... How interesting.', she thought to herself as she reads it. 'Treasure? How curious...', she saw as she was near her home. Lilina invited her friends to join her but none of them were interested. She tried asking her step-brother out but he just ignored her and continued with what he was doing. She packed some things and put it inside a bag. The girl was bored and decided to bring her rabbit doll along the experience. She caught a bus and went to the venue. It was an old mansion but it fit the name. She grabbed her doll from her bag and held it within her arms. Lilina proceeds inside the mansion, hoping to find a nice experience and inspiration for designs that her dolls could use.

[/div]


[/div][/div]

code by Ri.a

 

[jakthemenace]

Spoiler: Gypsy

Gypsy weighs a little less than average, and is 5' 6". She had pale skin, but since she was recently under the sun for long periods of time, it had changed into a tanner shade. Her eyes still stay sullen and muddled green, contrasting her white-dyed hair. Since her escape, her hair had grown from shoulder to back length, and her natural brown roots were poking out. To provide greater contrast, her wardrobe consists of dark, muted colors.

Name:
Gypsy Vermeer

Age:
19

Famous last words:
"Gr- My knife broke!"

Image description:

Profession:
Local runaway

Skills:
Deftness and a quirk for utilizing knives

Personality:
Gypsy tries to act at least respectful towards other people, but she is more distrustful of younger individuals than older. She also likes to take initiative of things, feeling that being independent would benefit her the most. But, if she can't think up of anything that would help the situation, she'll ask for help as much as she dislikes to. She has a knack for being quick and skillful with her hands, usually in tasks like lock picking, carving wood, etc. She has a fondness for blades, although not to hurt herself or others...usually.

Back story:
Gypsy grew up in a chaotic household to sum it up. Arguing, drunk parents that treated their children like pests, little brothers who were just as bad and unmannerly, even though she was a bit unmannerly herself. She felt like the only decent sibling in the family, which resulted in social isolation from them and ironically, resulting in bad influences seeping into her life. For example, her ex-girlfriend, who seemed to understand her and share the same thoughts with her. He taught her how to fight with knives, throw them, and work with them, as well as ingrained his opinions into her mind. It turned out that her thoughts were far much worse than she expected, as she tried to manipulate her to kill her family and run away with her. Even though she despised them, she would never think of straight out murdering them. So, she fled away from her as far as she could, but never returned back to her house.

While lurking around a barren road, she found a suspicious diner in the middle of what she deemed was nowhere in particular. But Gypsy was quite hungry, and she needed to rest under a cover for a bit, so she walked in. Catching her attention to a black flyer that was posted, she blew the dust off of it and examined further...Her life was pretty boring currently, why not give herself a purpose and a goal?​

 

[JEMdice]

Name: Caliber Ember

Age: 24

Famous Last Words: "Why is my lighter not working?"

Image:


Image Description: Caliber is a medium skin toned and 5'11' guy. He's rather slim, but muscular, so he weighs 150lb. He also has brown eyes and no facial hair. (So ignore the hazel/green eyes in the picture!!) He normally wears a red shirt and black jeans with black shoes. A leather jacket keeps him warm as well as a pair of leather gloves to protect his fingers.

Profession: He's a mechanic at the Car Stop: Repair Anywhere shop.

Skills: He's very good at simplifying complex designs and can generally tell how something works when given enough information. He also has his strengths and his problem solving capabilities.

Personality: He's a calm and observant type of person, but when something outrageous happens r someone slams on something he's very passionate about, he tends to lose it. He'll argue for something until the conversation is in the ground. He's also the type of person to bring up the past/hold a grudge against someone he had an argument with that didn't end well. Other than that, h's usually willing to get along with everyone

Back Story: Caliber came from a small shielded community in Utah. His family was poor, but strangely hierarchical with the communities other residents and weirdly within their own family structure. The mother and father were on top, next the little sister, then the little brother, and then Caliber, the pity deed orphan that the family adopted for "I'm better than you" points that the community really loved to rub in each other's faces. As the orphan in the family, Caliber was expected to care for himself, show up to school by himself, and to help pay the mortgage by obtaining a job as a mechanic at the Car Stop. After the older mechanics found out about Caliber's seclusive life-style, despite him being in a family, they took him in and he lived there at the Car Stop until he was 22 years old. When, he reached that age he decided to leave that community to go find a job in one of the bigger cities. This is when he stumbled upon the Mansion of Mirrors.