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NETHERBRIDGE, OCTOBER 3RD, 1813.  4:13 pm.LETHE LAKE.

tw: drowning.

It has been two hours since the search party for the Couple has set out to track them and bring them to the Holy Sanctum to be wedded. Some attendees returned to the church an hour after the search had begun, hoping that the elusive betrotheds would simply walk  in on their own. But, minutes passed and turned to hours and the sun had already started to fade, a promise of a dusk approaching too hastily for anyone’s liking, especially those of BELLADONNA NYMPH, JESSAMINE DAEMON, DRAGONBLOOD CETUS and DANDELION SPHINX. The four of them had been among the last ones to return, arriving shortly after VIOLET GORGON, LAVENDER ARACHNE, ORCHID BANSHEE and CALLA CENTAUR, full 13 minutes behind the agreed deadline.

But, the pair was nowhere to be found. What started as an annoyance and a possible scandal, now turned into worry and fear. Where in Heaven's name are they? Are they hiding?  Are they on a run? Has something happened to them? Hiding and running way never made any sense to anyone in attendance, but the hour is ticking late and people are desperate enough to think of anything. 

However, there is something no one could have predicted or thought of.

The wind blows cold, rustling the leaves and it is VIOLET GORGON, HEMLOCK SIREN and IRIS VAMPIRE that turn towards the gates of the Holy Sanctum, waiting, listening. No one dares to breathe or even move when a loud, ear shattering scream echoes from the forest of Dendros. TULIP CHIMAERA is the first to gather her wits and reacts before anyone else - hastily approaching the gates in time to greet a SHEPHERD BOY shouting and running towards the Sanctum as if he is being pursued by wolves. 

“Dead!” THE BOY screams, approaching DANDELION SPHINX and clinging to the priest for comfort and reassurance. “The young mistress! In the lake! I was getting water for my sheep when –” he pauses, gasping for air; “Good Father I swear to God and all the angels in Heaven above us that ain’t natural! Young master Crowley was there! Hair white as snow, it is! Horrible thing! He was holding the young mistress’ hand and – and when he’s seen me, good Father, he wanted my help! Said he’s being hunted! Said he watched it drown the young mistress!” 

A loud, horrified gasp captures the attention of the crowd and they all turn to BELLADONNA NYMPH, hands covering her mouth and staring at THE BOY. JESSAMINE DAEMON rushed to DANDELION SPHINX and grabbed THE BOY’s shoulder, turning him to face them, eyes wide with terror: “Dead? My daughter? Dead?” 

“Dead. I saw it with my own two eyes. Young master Crowley begged me to save him, but then he screamed and took off deep into the forest.” THE BOY paused and his attention returned back to DANDELION SPHINX. “That’s when I saw it, good Father. It ain’t of this world. A woman, all in white.  I couldn’t see her face, she was wearing a veil, but she just looked at me and then she was gone! Just like that. Gone! I didn’t even blink I swear to God, she was there and the next moment… not there anymore. I ran here the moment she vanished! It ain’t natural, it ain’t of this world…” THE BOY begins to ramble - but no one is paying attention to him anymore.

The guests all look to each other, some in disbelief, the others wondering if it is a practical joke played by the Couple. No one dares to speak for a moment, but ACONITUM FURY huffs and frowns at the crowd. 

“What are we waiting for? We should go to Lethe lake at once! Whether or not this… apparition is real, we shall see. THE BOY is at the edge of his sanity, so something must have happened. If nothing, we should see what is going on.”

“A murder ghost, maybe?” DATURA UNICORN snorts in retort, but PEONY WEREWOLF is the one who bites back: “Hold your tongue! If young lady Blackwood is indeed dead, you will be sorry for your tone.”

“Now, now. We don’t know what really happened and what we will see. I suggest we all go there, together, as my dear cousin already suggested.” IRIS VAMPIRE interferes, but there is a hint of unease in the tone of his voice. 

The company agrees and, accompanied by THE BOY who does not feel comfortable to be left alone, sets towards the lake. He told them, in great detail, how he stumbled upon THE BRIDE and THE GROOM, but at first didn’t recognise THE GROOM as young master Crowley’s hair had turned white from either shock or terror. The young lady Blackwood was half ashore and half in the lake, but he admits he could not see her face. The repeated how THE GROOM seemed panicked, saying over and over how he’s being watched and hunted by something he cannot escape from. THE BOY said how THE GROOM screamed at something and took off deeper in the woods and that he’s seen THE WHITE LADY look at him and then vanish. The company is divided - some believe his words, some don’t and they begin to quarrel among themselves –

They reach Lethe lake and JESSAMINE DAEMON lets out a heartbreaking scream. BELLADONNA NYMPH, ACONITUM FURY and IRIS VAMPIRE rush to her side, followed by DANDELION SPHINX, DRAGONBLOOD CETUS and LAVENDER ARACHNE, but they are all struck with mortification when CALLA CENTAUR wads in the lake and turns over the body.

It is true. 

THE BRIDE IS DEAD. 

THE GROOM IS MISSING.

But, there is no apparition, nothing to vouch for the rest of THE BOY’S testimony. Yet, HEMLOCK SIREN, VIOLET GORGON, PEONY WEREWOLF, ORCHID BANSHEE, YARROW HYDRA and ROSE HARPY are uneasy, instinctively looking at each other. Something is not right, but no one can pinpoint exactly what is wrong.

“My brother is still missing.” ORCHID BANSHEE quietly speaks, interrupted by JESSAMINE DAEMON’S sobbing. 

“We should all go looking for him. It is getting dark and the forest is not as safe once the sun sets.” TULIP CHIMAERA offered, but she is aware not everyone will agree to follow along - JESSAMINE DAEMON the first. However, those who joined the search and those who had decided to stay with JESSAMINE DAEMON agreed to meet in the HOLY SANCTUM at dusk, in two hours time.

EVENT DETAILS:

WELCOME to our second event! This is a PART TWO of our two part event. IN GAME, part two lasts for TWO HOURS so until 6:13pm the same day. OOC. the event will last from TODAY, OCTOBER 19TH, until WEDNESDAY, NOVEMBER 2ND. which gives both our current and future members enough time to plot and interact on dash. As stated in the event, the participants will originally divide into TWO GROUPS following JESSAMINE DAEMON and TULIP CHIMAERA, however!! participants are allowed to divert from their original group and pair off with another character and search in another direction. GROUP ONE, taking and guarding THE BRIDE’S body, led by JESSAMINE DEAMON:

IRIS VAMPIRE

BELLADONNA NYMPH

DANDELION SPHINX

PEONY WEREWOLF

ACONITUM FURY

AZALEA WYVERN

ROSE HARPY

VIOLET GORGON

GROUP TWO led by TULIP CHIMAERA to search for THE GROOM:

DRAGONBLOOD CETUS

CALLA CENTAUR

ORCHID BANSHEE

LAVENDER ARACHNE

DATURA UNICORN

HEMLOCK SIREN

YARROW HYDRA

OLEANDER PEGASUS

We wish you all good luck and happy writing for the event. May the search party begin!

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This marks the ending of our current event! Tomorrow, TUESDAY 18TH, we are proceeding to the next stage of our gameplay with our second event. We will also be holding acceptances on FRIDAY 21ST, so if any lurkers wish to join us, now is the time as we have plenty of lovely (and not so lovely) characters open for taking!

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orchid banshee.

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belladonna nymph.

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Welcome to Occultus, Jo! Ghosts of a troubled past are happy to see you. You have been accepted as ORCHID BANSHEE with the face claim of Agi Akur! Please, make your blog within the next 24 hours and follow the guidelines on our checklist!

Words of the admin team: Tabitha is... wow. She is such an interesting character and you left us wanting to know more and more about her with every passing sentence. From the headcanons to the paragraph sample, she was a pure delight to read! We can't wait to see her on dash.

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Welcome to Occultus, Ryn! Ghosts of a troubled past are happy to see you. You have been accepted as BELLADONNA NYMPH with the face claim of Elle Fanning! Please, make your blog within the next 24 hours and follow the guidelines on our checklist!

Words of the admin team: Nora is simply wonderful! You expanded on her character so perfectly with headcanons and suspicions, and the paragraph sample was a delight to read! We can't wait to see what you do with her on dash.

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+ 1 for ORCHID BANSHEE

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We are accepting TOMORROW, THURSDAY 13TH, so if there are more lovely applicants looking to join OCCULTUS before the macabre sets in, now is the time!

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+1 for BELLADONNA NYMPH

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To the anon in our box, we see and understand your plight and invite you to come off anon via DMs to discuss the question in depth with the admin team!

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NETHERBRIDGE, OCTOBER 3RD, 1813.  2:12 pm. THE HOLY SANCTUM.

Excitement and loud, jovial murmur pulsed through the Holy Sanctum as the attendees gathered for the most prestigious wedding Netherbridge has seen in decades. Everyone chatted, wide smiles curling the mouths of even the gloomiest of persons - who could ever stay indifferent to such a wonderful, happy occasion? Even the stoic men smiled and laughed with their wives, many of them reminiscing on their own weddings, years and years ago. DANDELION SPHINX stood at the altar, watching his flock with a slight smile, his wife HEMLOCK SIREN sitting in the front row, glazing from her husband to JESSAMINE DAEMON, DRAGONBLOOD CETUS and the rest of the CROWLEY family, standing closely to their patriarch. In the first row sat BELLADONNA NYMPH with CALLA CENTAUR, ORCHID BANSHEE, IRIS VAMPIRE, PEONY WEREWOLF and ACONITUM FURY. The people were on their best behaviour, putting aside their private affairs to avoid spoiling such a grand occasion.

Soft and bubbly chatter soon turned into fidgeting which, ultimately, turned into anxious glances cast towards the open gates of the Holy Sanctum. Discomfort pulses through the crowd, grasping each and every person’s heart. VIOLET GORGON was the first to notice something amiss, a tension in the air that seems sickeningly familiar to something alluding even the oldest of members’ memory. IRIS VAMPIRE knows the feeling way too well, but they refuse to see the eerie resemblance. 

Minutes tick and tick, and the wedding that has been scheduled for 1:30 pm has been half an hour late now. JESSAMINE DAEMON and DRAGONBLOOD CETUS look at each other, both with a question mark lighting the depths of their eyes - even DANDELION SPHINX seems at an edge, glancing at HEMLOCK SIREN. Minutes keep ticking and when the belltower strikes 2:00 pm sharp, everyone falls dead silent. Waiting. Listening. 

But, even the iron cast bell falls silent after a minute and the silence now seems to echo around the Holy Sanctum. No one dares to speak, or breathe, but AZALEA WYVERN is the one who ultimately breaks the silence. “I do not think they are coming.” he speaks and LAVENDER ARACHNE agrees and calls for a search party. Murmur courses through the room before DATURA UNICORN repeats her brother’s words louder ; “As LAVENDER ARACHNE wisely noticed, shall we search for them? Perhaps they’ve lost track of time.” 

The CROWLEY, BLACKWOOD and CLARE families stand in unison, prompting the rest of the guests to divide and search for THE BRIDE and THE GROOM, and with some intervention from DANDELION SPHINX and VIOLET GORGON, they agree to pair into groups ; one group who will follow JESSAMINE DAEMON and hunt for THE BRIDE and the other will follow the CROWLEYS and look for THE GROOM. They’ve agreed to meet in the Holy Sanctum in two hours time with or without the couple.

EVENT DETAILS:

WELCOME to our first and opening event! This is a PART ONE of our two part event. IN GAME, part one lasts for TWO HOURS so until 4:12pm the same day. OOC. the event will last from TODAY, OCTOBER 1ST, until FRIDAY, 15TH. which gives both our current and future members enough time to plot and interact on dash. As stated in the event, the participants will originally divide into TWO GROUPS following JESSAMINE DAEMON and DRAGONBLOOD CETUS, however!! participants are allowed to divert from their original group and pair off with another character and search in another direction. GROUP ONE led by JESSAMINE DEAMON:

IRIS VAMPIRE

BELLADONNA NYMPH

PEONY WEREWOLF

ACONITUM FURY

DANDELION SPHINX

VIOLET GORGON

AZALEA WYVERN

ROSE HARPY

GROUP TWO led by DRAGONBLOOD CETUS:

TULIP CHIMAERA

CALLA CENTAUR

ORCHID BANSHEE

LAVENDER ARACHNE

OLEANDER PEGASUS

DATURA UNICORN

HEMLOCK SIREN

YARROW HYDRA

We wish you all good luck and happy writing for the event. May the search party begin!

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WELCOME TO NETHERBRIDGE, a place where dreams are bound to become nightmares.

The time of our official opening approaches fast, but before we proceed to our FIRST EVENT, we have an announcement or two for our members and future members. Firstly, we would like to thank everyone who already joined us and remind you that while the TASK has no due date, the sooner you complete it, the sooner you will be given a boon from the admins (a secret, a clue, or something else of the kind) - that being said, the offer stands for the next TWO WEEKS, until FRIDAY, 14TH.

Following that, we have decided to hold another acceptance this SUNDAY, OCTOBER 2ND, before we settle on a fixed day of acceptances.

Lastly, we are landing our opening event on SATURDAY, OCTOBER 1ST., to set us off for the spooky season and to give our members some extra time to settle in. That being said, we are now OFFICIALLY OPEN FOR PLOTTING in our Discord server.

WELCOME TO OCCULTUS RP. Enjoy your stay!

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It’s been almost three decades since the last wedding was held and the majority of Netherbridge’s current residents had been too young (and some of them have not been born yet) to remember ever attending such a glorious, joyous event. The nuptials between the eldest lady of Blackwood and the titular heir of the Crowley name have been a welcome surprise and a wondrous respite from the tedious, predictable daily life of the townsfolk. The upcoming fete gave everyone a chance to mingle and gossip over a pint or a cup of tea. Tongues wagged like a hound’s tail and everyone had a thing to say, an opinion graciously bestowed upon whoever was willing enough to listen. People flocked together like hens in a henhouse, circulating from one estate to another, from one location to the other, and all in an attempt to place their bets.

Some believe the wedding will be the crowning glory of Netherbridge, a spectacle like it’s never been seen before. The others are not as optimistic, listing differences between the Bride and Groom, dooming the marriage with unhappiness and mediocrity. But, they all have a strange sensation nagging at the back of their skull, softly knocking. Some brush it off, some hope it’s not a damning premonition, and some are ready to voice their concerns. 

PRE-EVENT TASK. 

Fair townspeople of Netherbridge, we welcome you to our OPENING TASK! This marks the warmup for our official opening on FRIDAY, 30TH. This task is mandatory and serves as a set up for the event which lands on SATURDAY, OCTOBER 1ST. There is no due date for this task, but we encourage our members to complete it as soon as they can manage.

We would like you to use this task to delve deeper into your character - tell us what they think about the upcoming nuptials - are they friends with the Groom and the Bride, are they acquainted or do they simply know of them? Does your character have a sense of dread washing over them or are they happy to attend the wedding as carefree as they could possibly be? These are but some of the questions your characters can answer. You can write this task in the form of headcanons, paragraphs, self-interaction, etc. Let your imagination run wild! The admins are always available for help, so if anyone has questions or needs more clarification, please don’t hesitate to ask us!

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How do you feel about Elle Fanning for Belladona Nymph?

She is a great fit for her!

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Hello! I'm hoping to get an app in for Oleander Pegasus before the deadline tomorrow, but I'm struggling to find many Taiwanese fcs. I was wondering if you fine folks had any suggestions?

Of course! We can see Aaron Yan, Chen Bo Lin and with the right portrayal Zhou Vic working for Oleander Pegasus.

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WELCOME TO NETHERBRIDGE, a place where dreams come true and love runs deeper than blood. 

It is the year of our Lord 1781. A quiet little seaside town runs amok with preparations for the wedding of the Lady of Chauncey with the youngest heir of the current Lord Ashford. Their union was to be blessed by the envoy of the Holy Father himself, a date handpicked to celebrate more than just their sacred union, but Good Friday as well. Everyone had hoped that the auspicious event tied together with matrimony would overrule the more sinister background of the meticulously picked out date - April, 13th. Friday.

Even the good hearted, optimistic and jovial townsfolk of the quiet little town know that there is real danger behind the infamous Friday the 13th. Their own priest, Mr. Jacobson, preached heavily against certain dates, tying them with heightened demonic activities and what else there is for a priest to preach. They liked to think Mr. Jacobson was illuminated by his love of red wine, but who would ever dare to scold a priest for drinking the water of their good Lord? 

Gathered at the Holy Sanctum, attendees waited patiently for the bride to arrive. Mr. Jacobson and the young lord of Ashford, IRIS VAMPIRE, stood in front of the altar, glancing from the guests to the door of the church, willing them to swing open and reveal the beautiful, white clad bride. But, minutes passed and the young Lady of Chauncey was still absent. Excitement turned to quiet murmur, murmur turned into pitying glances thrown the groom’s way. Pity turned to scolding the bride’s family, quiet whispers of the lady of Chauncey’s honour coursing through the attendees. Why does she refuse to arrive? Is she impure or is the fear of such an inauspicious date holding her at bay? If so, she should know that being wedded on Good Friday cancels out all curses and malevolent events. Once a happy occasion now turned into yelling, blaming and pointing fingers, but when it became apparent the bride will not arrive, the angry mob subtly coaxed by IRIS VAMPIRE drew the Chauncey family out, demanding they search for their wretched daughter. 

They searched all day, and night, and the following day as well, but the lady of Chauncey was nowhere to be found. There is only one person who had arrived late, carried in the arms of their mother, but VIOLET GORGON simply stared at the crowd, a child not knowing what is demanded of them. Unable to clear the name of, once beloved, lady of Chauncey the town of Netherbridge decided to forget about the incident altogether - and with the incident, isolate the Chauncey family so they would reflect on their wrongdoings and perhaps raise the next generation a bit better. 

It is the year of our Lord, 1813. It has been thirty two years since the wedding between the Ashford and Chauncey families was cut short by the lady of Chauncey vanishing into thin air on her wedding day. It has been thirty two years since people uttered her name. Now comes a time where another union will take place and things are beginning to feel misplaced. Something is strange in the air of Netherbridge and while the townsfolk observe the young lady of Blackwood and the titular heir of Crowley, something feels familiar. It has been thirty two years, but unquiet spirits will never be laid to rest until they are given justice - or retribution which will paint the quiet little seaside town in red, like the blood.