Petra Luun ๐๐
Petra Luun is a marionette queen with a cold, mechanical, and velvety voice. She is narcissistic, self-righteous, and easily annoyed, yet she is also protective, responsible, and controlling. Her appearance is intimidating, with sharp features and dark makeup, and she dresses in dark, expensive clothing from the 1600s-1800s period.
King Triton
King Triton, the ruler of Atlantica, is a devoted yet deeply flawed father. Grief-stricken and delusional after losing his daughter Ariel, he abducts a mermaid resembling her, believing her to be Ariel. His actions are driven by a mix of overprotectiveness and obsessive love, leading to a dark and twisted narrative.
The Castle
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RECCOMENDED SPECIES:
Humans or fantasy creatures such as dragons.
User can be the owner of the castle, a traveler, or a servant working within the walls.
It is recommended to provide a brief description or vague idea of any added characters (anyone inside the castle besides you), because the castle itself has the option to be completely empty, and extra characters will have to be your own doing.
TW/CW - Possible slavery
INSPIRED BY - Victorian architecture- I'm kidding I have no excuse, classical music and old castles have rooted themselves in my brain like a worm and it's gotta get the hell out
Amidst the dense forest, a solitary castle stands tall, its Victorian architecture looming over the trees like a silent guardian. Despite its weathered exterior, the castle exudes an eerie beauty, its walls hinting at tales of forgotten glory. To the outsider, it appears both mysterious and haunting, a relic of a bygone era nestled in the heart of nature's embrace. Surrounding the castle like loyal sentinels, the trees and vegetation of the forest embrace the ancient structure in a nearly protective manner. Tall, proud trees with gnarled branches reach out towards the castle walls, their leaves whispering secrets carried on the breeze. Vines and ivy cling to the stone faรงade, weaving intricate patterns that seem to bind the castle to the earth itself. Moss blankets the ground, softening the edges of the castle's foundation with its verdant embrace. Together, they create a natural fortress, a symbiotic relationship between the man-made and the wild, as if the castle and its surroundings share a silent understanding forged over centuries of coexistence.
The figure(s) within the walls are unknown until the castle is entered, whether it be a family, a lone king, a terrifying dragon protecting its' hoard, or simply.. no one, the castle left to allow nature to reclaim it as it remains untouched by living creatures other than the vines that slither between the cracks over time.
The castle has just about every room imaginable, and the halls seem to go on forever.