#anya elkerov

[rockiesturnrose]

The Good Ol’ Days of RP-Second Generation

I’m blaming this on having a bit of nostalgia for the ~glory days~ of RPing with friends. At least before it became a convoluted clusterfuck of who knows what. Anyways.

So, in undergrad, I started RPing with friends after a wonderful D&D campaign we wanted to continue off the table. So that meant second generations! My D&D character was a human who married a human, so all her kids were human. Which made them different from my friends’ OCs, who were elves and nymphs and other long-lived races. There were three main families to match the three of us doing this (it eventually spiraled, but we’ll stick with this for now. This post is just going over the second generation)

It became apparent very early on that this was going to be an RP of drama. These spawn were just gonna fight and fuck each other because why the hell not. And at first it was great! There were almost outright battles between two testosterone-y teenage boys who wanted the same coquettish teenage girl. There were awkward flirtations, and oblivious idiots, and people who found true love in the boy/girl they had known all their lives.

The main plots I remember are this:

Callum, Jareth’s twin brother, realized in his late teenage years that he needed to get away from the craziness of these three families. His dream was to meet a nice girl, settle down in a nice house, and have nice children. And he realized this was his dream because....

Jareth, his brother, was one of the testosterone-y teenage boys fighting over a girl. He and Rook, a super powered, super horny, superbly asshole-ish nymph, were both head over heels for Sirya, a pretty, powerful elven sorceress. This was more than just two dumb teenagers who would eventually move on--this became deeply personal and dangerous, fast. It was a love triangle characterized by Sirya’s indecision and fears--Jareth was a human with no interest in changing that, so he was far too mortal for Sirya despite the fact she loved how good a person he was. And while Rook was an asshole, he was an asshole who would be around for a while and could, therefore, change. Sirya chose to be with Rook when they were all about 18, so Jareth said ‘Fuck it’ and went to bury his broken heart with mercenary work and eventually met Felshin. Sirya and Rook had a very on-again/off-again relationship, and when it was off, she and Jareth were on. It was not the least bit healthy. 

Meanwhile, Landon (Jareth and Callum’s younger brother) was a quiet, bookish sort, and the only ~magical~ kid. More interested in nature than in drama. He was being crushed on by Grove, Rook’s younger sister. He was oblivious to that, and really uninterested in romance at all until his mother took in an ‘orphan’ named Anya. It wasn’t true love between Anya and Landon--more just a friendship that had its limits stretched by teenage curiousity. Hey, this sex stuff sounds interesting should we try it? They would eventually outgrow each other, and she’d find love in the arms of a man named Arram, while Grove would eventually confess her love to Landon.

Seila, the youngest of my second generation, was just as bookish as Landon, and just as non-magical as her oldest brothers. She liked to tinker, and read, and discovered a passion for archaeology and other hidden knowledge. She had a fervent admirer in Orelion, Sirya’s twin brother. She spent years convinced he just flirted with her to be mean, and resisted being a notch in his bed post. She eventually discovered he was dead serious about his feelings, and realized she felt the same way. The two got married pretty quickly and ran off to a private manor, where both could lose themselves in their work and each other.

[rockiesturnrose]

Anya, Kit, Arram andddd Fia for the secrets meme :3

Anya

“The only reason I ran away from my secure chance at the throne was because I couldn’t stand the oaf I needed to marry to get there. Not because I wasn’t ready, not because I was scared. In fact, I had plans to implement and a vision to fulfill. I would’ve been a good queen. An excellent queen. No, I ran away solely because I couldn’t stand my future husband. He was a perverted oaf with no substance but plenty of stubbornness, and a tendency to listen to backwards old men before any woman and unfortunately the only way I’d have to secure my tenuous rule and implement my ideas was if I let him get me pregnant. I saw myself becoming…complacent with him, giving up on my ideas and my spirit to serve as decoration, instead of keeping my will strong and forcing him to listen. I would not allow myself to become that, so I ran. I ran, and I left the kingdom to suffer the rule of one of its worst kings in history.”

Kit

“…I was almost arrested during my first year of university. Not like "ohh, juvenile delinquency, she’s such a rebellious child on her own for the first time”, but like, “major prison time” arrested for doing Something Really Bad. There’s a longish story behind it all, but it can be boiled down to ‘bad life choices caused by a boy’, which actually tells you about half of what you need to know. But I would like to clarify, I really only accidentally provided him the means to do this Really Bad Thing, which sounds like I’m making excuses. I’m fully aware my part was Bad, but only like, 15% bad when you look at the entire picture of what transpired. And we thought what we were doing was good! He took it that step too far, and took 100% of the fall because of it. He actually wouldn’t let me take any blame, which was…oddly selfless of him?

So, anyways, my name isn’t even mentioned in any accounts here except as the ‘distraught, innocent girlfriend of the criminal mastermind’. My parents don’t even know, and I’m keeping it that way. Forever.”

Arram

*currently poking through this man’s dark and twisty mind. Please check back*

Fia

“You want a secret? Seriously? Fine. I’m terrified my very existence reminds my mom of the unspeakable asshole who knocked her up in the first place. Like, she can spout all she wants about how I’m completely different and a treasure and the best thing that jackass ever made and the catalyst for her leaving or whatever but…I met the guy. When I was nine. And I’m his spitting image, I have nothing of my mom’s features. So if his face reminds her of all the horrid shit she went through, what does mine do? Does she look at me and see her wasted future? What she could’ve done if she’d left before she got knocked up? Because I’m not the product of ‘true love’ or whatever bullshit like the boys are.” 

…There. You got your godsdamned secret. Piss off.”

[rockiesturnrose]

Truth (Arram): How exactly did your sister die and do you still miss her? | Truth (Anya): If you had a chance to go back and pick a less...dangerous profession would you? Something normal and obscure without the added risks.

Arram:

“She died the same way all the females in my family line did. Her magic got her. I wasn’t there and I didn’t want to know the details. They had to…*chokes* reassemble her to make her presentable for the funeral. And of course I still miss her. She was the only sane one in the family and that’s saying something.”

Anya:

“There wasn’t a lot open to a useless runaway noble except maybe maid. I like where I ended up and wouldn’t do a thing to change it.”

[rockiesturnrose]

Fancy Dresses

Because it's fun shoving characters in pretty dresses, especially for purposes of weddings~

Fiametta- [x] [x] {In dark blue}

Seila- [x] [x] {in green}

Anya- [x] [x] {In turquoise} 

Anika- [x] [x] (?)