Viason (Rebellion/Fantasy) (OPEN)

Ivory rolled her eyes, "We need members V. And she's willing."

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Indigo studied Anya, "Are you an Innigo?"

(So how should I introduce your character???)

// Yeah your character is fine now, thanks for changing her. Since she is a rebel it would make since for her to be at the rebel meeting spot they're at now. @PuffPoff since we're at this one spot anyway lol Micah can just kind of stumble across it? Or, iirc, Micah has a rebel sister. What if he sees her in the Ptherion part of town, wonders what she's doing there, and follows her to the spot? //

Zoe crashed into the meeting. "Sorry I'm late! Had some soldiers on my tail." She said cheesily and brushed imaginary dust off her shoulder. "So whats going on?"

"No." Marceline shook her head as her heart began pounding. She knew she still had the illusion up- one that took her classically Innigo features and hid them under a veneer of a snub nose, short height, and dark brown eyes, but her brain still told her they could somehow see what she actually looked like. "If I was Innigo, do you think I'd walk in here with my ratty cloak? Nah, if I were Innigo, I'd be here wearing a gown that costs more than a house and jewelry worth more than my own life." She joked, trying to calm any suspicions.

“I don’t trust this,” she muttered , stepping forward. Her magic was beginning to spin around her hands.

"Innigo?" She asked suspiciously. She studied the girl who was declining. "How do we know that you didn't just disguise your self to spy on us?"

Marceline's eyes widened at the sight of magic swirling around. Her heart, somehow, beat faster and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. Trying to keep cool, she rolled her eyes and put her hands on her hips. "You seriously don't believe me? I have lived in this place all my life. I have worked, not by choice, as a maid for a snobby family for years. I know what it's like to live here, and I want to stop the Innigos from ruining our lives anymore." The lie rolled off her tongue smoothly.

“I know almost every face in this town,” Vivian hissed. She paced angrily.

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"Suureee or maybe you're just an imposter." She snarled. She looked the women right in the eyes. "So what does it feel like?"

"Clearly not every face." Marceline quickly retorted.

"Suureee or maybe you're just an imposter." She snarled. She looked the women right in the eyes. "So what does it feel like?"

"Well, for one, it feels a little annoying to be questioned by someone who is clearly wrong on the matter." As she got angrier, she dropped her less educated way of speaking and began to resume the way she was taught to speak after years of private lessons. The distraction was also beginning to mess with her appearance- she was starting to glitch, especially at her fingertips. They rapidly went from calloused and strong to small and pale fingers.

"Imposter!" She roared at the women and slammed her against the wall. She saw how her look glitched.

Marceline screamed as she hit the wall. Her body began flickering in and out- she went from short and muscular to tall and fragile, with long blonde hair and grey eyes. She pressed against the wall, trying to get as far she could from Zoe as she possibly could. Her look eventually settled into her real form, the tall form after a few minutes of rapid shifting. "I'm not a spy!" The only thing about her that didn't change was her voice.

"Liar!" She hissed. "Illusion, should of known." SHe mumbled as she fished a knife out of her pocket and held it against the woman's throat.

"Call down Zoe," Indigo approached the girl, "I'm an Innigo and part of the rebellion. Maybe she really wants to become apart of us."

"How are you so sure?" She growled, not moving a muscle. "How do you know? She's lying"

She gritted her teeth, staring at the knife on her throat. Marceline's body went rigid, not daring to move at all. "Don't." She muttered, trembling. She looked up at the other people surrounding them, silently asking for help. She should have known this was stupid. But now here she was, facing death at the hands of a stranger's knife.

"Iv's wouldn't trust her if she was lying," Indigo stated, "You and I both know she has a good people instincts. If she showed her here then she must be trust worthy."

"Iv's wouldn't trust her if she was lying," Indigo stated, "You and I both know she has a good people instincts. If she showed her here then she must be trust worthy."

"Tell me all you know or else I am shoving this up your throat." She threatened. She still didn't move.

(idk how to put in my characters.)

"Give me one good reason, not to kill a spy."

@Ladyabby Copy & paste the character sheet and fill it out, then post it here. sheet is in description of the rp. After you submit it, you can join. Also 2 characters are allowed //