The Keep...OOC

OOC: Resurrecting (and stealing) an old thread that I thought had a lot of potential but that never really got off the ground at the time lol.

The sounds of violins playing mixed with those of the crowd, filling the air of the old keep that had once been a place of power, and yet now was a place for the wealthy to gather in the evenings.
It was here at this place on the edge of the city that the reservations of society were shed, and within its stone walls secrets were kept as nobles mixed with one another, sharing themselves in the delights of the flesh that would have a nation up in arms, and so the secret was kept, for none wished to hang on the gallows tree, or like the nobles across the channel, beheaded by the evil guillotine…

It was in this old Norman keep that Valo, at least that was what he called himself, for very few shared their real persona in this place, as the wearing of a mask was the number one rule, none to be seen, so no sin could be seen was the motto.

Valo, sat upon a finely crafted chair in the shadows of the main room, dressed in black and wearing the mask of the devil as he watched the dancing and flirting with his keen eyes from lady to lady, each dressed as beautiful as the next in their fine dresses that exaggerated their busts and held tight to their waists as they twirled to the music like the figurines of a musical box with their partners.

All were beautiful, yet none were what he sought, at least not yet, for Valo was no ordinary guest, and he sought a lady that would be more than passionate affair, he was in need of a lady that would please his spirit, for he was no mortal man, so he sought a lady that would bring pleasure to his endless life, or at least for a century or so…

Needed: Valo and the nobles at the Masqued Ball in his Keep. The original setting was during the French Revolution and I'm willing to keep or discard that as seems best for those that want to play. Just in case it's not readily apparent, Valo is either a vampire or a demon.

As a side note, I am looking for writers that can type full posts and develop a storyline. If you're looking for quickie cyber-sex please move on.

I'd love to develop a character for this.

~Grins~ Write up a bio then. And thanks for reminding me...I need to go grab my old character lol.

Alexandra Smythe

Staying near the outskirts of the room Alexandra couldn't help but smirk behind her mask. Instead of the plain white masks that many wore hers was a more feminized version of a demon's mask complete with small horns at the top and in a deep shade of velevety black instead of the normal red. The smirk it revealed curled her full lips just at the corners and if one looked up to the smoky grey eyes above they'd see contempt reflected there.

Alex, as those who knew her well called her, was of old Saxon stock and could trace her family well back before the Norman invasion. By being smart her family had kept not only their lands but their money and their fortunes had only grown over the generations. They now had enough money and power that Alex felt no compuntion in flaunting normal court style (especially in this place where none would dare speak against her lest they be discovered themselves) and instead of the tight corsets and flouncing skirts that the other women wore her body was swathed in the old greek fashion, a single layer of snowy white velevt wrapped around her lush body and falling to her ankles where on her feet were small golden sandles.

Her left arm was bare but for the golden torque around her bicep that spoke clearly of her families heritage and the delicate white of her gown was a sharp contrast to the midnight of her mask though it set off her creamy, alabaster flesh to perfection and made her flaxen curls almost seem to shimmer even in the shadow she kept to.

Her height was a gift of her Saxon heritage and with few exceptions she was taller then most at this gathering. Leaning insolently against a back wall her arms crossed under her breasts and she watched those around her. It wasn't hard for her to pick out the numerous french that had been leaking into the country and showing up at these gatherings. Women looking for marriages or to become some rich Englishman's mistress, men seeking heiresses to restore their own lost fortunes. She felt pity for them more then anything and wished them all happy hunting for this was definatly the place to catch such prey.

Despite the decadance around her Alex found herself bored. Her father had been sending her to these gatherings for years now and despite all his cajoling she always stayed to the shadows and went home as much a virgin as when she'd arrived. Though she doubted any would believe that here! Ah well she usually delighted in the spectcle these nobles made of themselves and something interesting was bound to happen if she watched long enough.

Note: This was my opening post in the original thread and if we stay with the same time period I'll make it the opening post of the IC thread. If not I'll tweak it a bit so that it fits, but it should give anyone interested in playing an idea of what I'm looking for.

i would be interested in joining your thread. it sounds like it is going to be fantastic and interesting if given the right writers.
if it is alright with you i will write up a char. with bio and what not and send it to you or post it here.

Fabulous intro!

A question, just so I'm clear. Can we have our characters be from any nation that fits the time period? Or is there something in place that limits them?

I would like to join this as well. I liek teh idea of a not modern setting. I will leave that part of char open so you can choose.


Mary a local widow of a mid level nobel, He had died in a war / battle.

Now she carried on. She had a fire for life and as such was not interested in iether sex or a second marriage. Her first one had nearly borken her spirit.

She was considered good looking in the current rules ( We all know those vary with the age. )

She came to the ball with a mask of bright blue that complemented her gown. Very few if any would be positive it was her.

Her hair had been specially colored for the event and her makeup brought out parts of her face that usually were lost. Her spirit showed in her eyes but few knew that side of her.

I'd love to throw my hat into the ring for this one as well. I can play Valo if it's needed, otherwise I'll play a subservient role to Valo, possibly one with a little too much ambition who realizes that Valo isn't going to just pass away on his own.

He called himself Fallon. There seemed no reason, it did not match his own name, and yet he could honestly give no logical explanation to put the moniker upon him. Perhaps, it just fit the mask.

It was devilish. Not in the way other masks were devilish, red with horns, no. It had the adjective of devilish. The face twisted in a smile that could only contemplate lust and retreival, cheeks high, unabashed, the slightest crimson from such naughty thoughts.

The eye slits warm and near invisible, almost unpiercing to the crystal blue eyes beneath it, which seemed to compliment the theme of such a lewd and lascivious demeanor. Nothing could quite compare to it, it was not quite mad, but far from regal.

He wore black. It was not a robe, but seemed made of silk itself. It moved with him, the sleeves long and almost covering his entire body. Only the hands peaked out, but they too had gloves upon them. He seemed blank, bland, nothing and no one aside from the mask.

That mask told all who he was, what he was.

He traveled through the crowd. His arms outstretched, touching upon the women who danced and thrived inside the group. Fingertips covered in silk passed by hips, ran under a breast, would touch upon velvet lips of a mask.

Sometimes they lingered on the flesh, whenever he found someone of interest. He would move behind someone, anonymous, not even bothering to speak a name as his greedy fingers searched her flesh for his own lust. They would grab at her, press against her, let her feel his own lean body underneath.

His cock, how it pressed against her.

And then he was gone, lost in the crowd before she could even lose her breath over such an action.



This is Louise Patron.
A newly crowned royal, his father came into money and lands, thus spoiling his first born son. He knows nothing of work, or labor, only of pleasure. He lives for these masquerades, a small chance to come out and find himself.

And of course, others who share his passion.

ICU: Please write up a bio and post it here.

Zarafina: Characters can be from anywhere as long as you have a decent backstory for how they ended up at the Keep. I'm not picky about historical references.

Newlysubbed: I like the idea of a widow but generally speaking the women at these balls are either looking for a husband, or looking to become a "kept woman" or for some discreet pleasure that no one could tattle on them for. The exceptions would be some of the younger women, whose families are sending them out to look for a husband in a rather unconventional manner.

Gagonthis: We do still need a Valo but we also will need his subordinates so you can choose whichever you'd prefer. Just write up a bio for the character of your choice.

Pooh: You're in dahhhhhhhlink! lol Fallon looks like an interesting character.

Once we have a Valo for certain I'll open up the IC Thread.

Hmmm I'm usually not that big a fan of holding the spotlight, but if no one has claimed Valo by the time I get home from work I'll snatch him up so this thread can get rolling.

Mmm. Hello pooh. Nice to see you, again. Fallon sounds .. delicious.


Isobella Sartis di Venezia

She came alone.

That was the problem, after all. That was why she traveled here. Why she told her merchant father that she was visiting friends. Why she secretly bought the fine gown and mask she now wore. The man to whom she had been betrothed last year beneath the olive tree was generous .. but he was as boring as Mass. He had not touched her, once, in that time, though she'd ached for something more than her own hand to quench the hunger inside her.

When she'd heard, at one of the parties the Doge threw during last year's season, about this masquerade she'd begun to plan how she would find a way to attend. If she was destined to be married to a dull and passionless nobleman, at least she could have a little fun, first.

Now, she swept through the crowd, secure behind a pure white mask with the face of a feline. The velvety texture of her chosen mask mimicked the soft fur of the creature it resembled. It contoured to her face perfectly, slightly pointed ears holding back a mane of vibrant auburn curls. Green eyes the hue of a new spring leaf darted here and there, her delight reflected in the delicate curve of her lips.

She turned as she felt a touch upon her shoulder, and turned to smile at the man, boldly sliding her hand to his crotch. Her fingertips caressed a moment, then she swept away, snapping open a lace fan that hung on a cord from her wrist. She watched him over the curved edge, her breasts rising and falling against the soft velvet that hugged her body.

The gown left her shoulders bare, though silvery chains swept against her biceps and around her throat to keep it from falling away entirely. Cut to hug her voluptuous form, the gown was a departure from the usual style here, though was by no means unflattering. A column of softness drifted against her body, falling to her ankles, a slit in the back rising to her thighs allowing her to move freely and revealing milk-white stockings.

This was already turning out to be a delightful evening, she thought to herself as she lazily waved the fan in front of her face. She watched the guests, men and women alike, wondering what other delights the night would have in store.


The mask she wears looks something like the attached image .. only in pure white. And while she's betrothed .. I'm open to anything that RP might bring.

Very nicely written Zarafina. It'll make a great opening post when I put up the IC thread.

*blush*

Thank you. I look forward to it.

Booooo no one grabbed Valo? I guess I'll take him then... heh.

lol Gag...you don't have to take him if you don't want to! If you want him though he's yours...just write up a bio for him and I'll get the IC Thread rolling.

Well, I dont want the thread to peter out before it even starts because of the lack of a main character, but like I said, playing spotlight characters always makes me feel scrutinized.

If it's really that troubling, Gag, I'll do it.

I don't mind scrutiny, and I've enjoyed more than my fair share in the spotlight.

lol...Looks like you're off the hook Gag.

Pooh, did you want to do two characters so you could keep your original as well?

I don't know. I did enjoy my Fallon. Hmmm, well, I suppose I could incorporate him into Valo. A concoction perhaps of both.


I'll do one, that way we can get another guy in here to interact with the ladies. I don't want this to be a thread about me and my dashing devilish characters...

Even though, secretly, I do.

No no no, keep your character, I won't chicken out

~chuckles and sits back to watch boys figure this out~

Anybody got any popcorn?

Well, at the moment we have two guys, and four girls showing interest. I don't think there's a reason to fight... I mean, there is plenty to share.

But, if the women prefer a bit of an argument, hee hee, just to get the uhhh, blood, flowing, I am more than willing to oblige.

But, please, Gag. Make a bio, enjoy the character... and try to enjoy the spotlight as well. It's not all that bad.

*curls up with caela and some popcorn and licorice whips*

I wonder what the winner gets?

*headbutts Pooh right in the chest, shattering his sternum*

Eeeerrrrr.... bit of an overreaction perhaps?

Ok I'll take Vola, just wanted to get an idea what type of creature would people prefer he be? I'd like to avoid vampire, since that's a bit played. I was thinking maybe a demon, fallen angel or maybe something a bit more exotic.

Fallen angels are delicious.

Ahem. So I'm told.


Hey! I happen to like my vampire, I'll have you now. She's not over done! *sulks* ... she's just .. done .. often. *eyes pooh*