Silver Stone

Male. Lives in 1 Silver Way, Applewood, Equestria. 28 years old

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Pegasus

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Maybe

About Me

I wanted to roleplay Lucas Lee from Scott Pilgrim, without being Lucas Lee from Scott Pilgrim

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Adapted

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Narrative

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June 13, 2023 4:21 pm RP

Scraps of memories, visions of a life once lived. Arcana believes these visions to be of her own life, but she cannot recall any of these visions from what little memories she has left. All she knows ... View MoreScraps of memories, visions of a life once lived. Arcana believes these visions to be of her own life, but she cannot recall any of these visions from what little memories she has left. All she knows now is the bed she lays in, and the room it's situated in. The room Arcana finds herself in is oddly familiar. It appears to be a master bedroom on the second floor of a house, but the door to the hallway is a strange color. To the left of her bed is a nightstand, with a picture of her, and a young man, taken of what looked to be their honeymoon. She vaguely remembers having been married at one point, but she can't remember what ever happened to her spouse. To her right is a series of tables with arcane instruments on them, and bookshelves, filled to the brim with tomes. In front of her sits the door, with a bookshelf next to it, filled with books which fill her with familiar feelings when she reads them. A sudden, searing pain in Arcana's chest causes her to sit up. She inhales sharpy, and attempts to roll herself out of her bed, to head towards the bathroom. However, as her feet touch the carpet, a man exits from the bathroom. What skin he possesses is dead, and dry. Clumps of fur stick to his form, while other parts of him are nothing but exposed bone. No musculature, or skin to be found. A single eye rests in his left eye socket, despite their being no flesh surrounding the skull. As the figure exits the bathroom, it approaches Arcana, and gently guides her back into the bed. "You must rest, my sweet. Your body is still getting used to the augmentations." The figure's horn then glows, as it produces a tray of food, and drink. It places the tray on the nightstand next to Arcana, and tucks her back into the bed. It then grabs a book via levitation, and gently places it next to Arcana. "Please rest, Arcana. I must attend to matters outside for now, but rest assured, I will return." The figure leans in, and with a little help from his magic, manages to kiss Arcana on her cheek. He then turns, and begins to head towards the colored door at the entrance of the room. "Jonathan. Wait." Arcana calls out. She doesn't know how she knows his name, but she does know that she loves him. Or, that she used to. The figure does not respond. He steps out of the room VIA the colored door. After the door closes, a series of arcane locks appear on the door, trapping Arcana in the bedroom once more. Defeated, Arcana sinks into her bed, and lulls her head to her right. There, her gaze fixes on a single tome laying on the far desk at the edge of the room. It's a simple, leather bound tome, but Arcana can feel great arcane power emitting from it. Then, without warning a sense of fatigue washes over her, and her eyes slowly shut. #rp

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