Introduction
The Story
If one were to look up the heritage of the name ‘Balazar’, gruesome details would likely follow. Not a single good thing could be said about this family- for example, there was the famous Greggory Aaron Balazar, who seemed to have a tendency to black out with no recollection of what happened during the 30’s. Normally, it wasn’t hard to find out with the bodies that were found mutilated in whatever little village he decided to stalk. His attraction towards tearing apart young children quickly evolved the story of the ‘wolf man’.
If one were to look into more recent history of Balazar activity, Jordan Hayden Balazar would be of top priority. Jordan had run the biggest ‘snuff’ (more widely known as ‘NecroPorn’) film industry known to internet kind. He successfully ran this internet business with the help of siblings, children, nieces and nephews for almost 50 years before the police finally tracked him and his family down. It was the California state police best bust- a mass grow up of marajuanna was found in the basement, along with a large stash of other drugs. Illegal explosives and stolen goods were discovered everywhere. The cop’s best find, though, was the torture chamber in the cellar of the house which had bodies cast aside in piles, hanging off of chains, stuck, dead and alive, in strange torture contraptions (which also were found all over the house), and a nicely kept computer and camera set up in the corner for capturing it all. Thousands of gruesome and highly disturbing videos were stored up in the computer. Further investigation found a mass grave of decomposing bodies behind the house, along with a smoke shed smoking human meat.
The bust wasn’t a perfect one, though, the raid having killed four Balazars- Jordan himself, His sister, Daneille, his oldest son, Lucas, and his own father Hugo. The other six the police arrested, or so they thought. That day, Cyrus James Balazar, Jordan’s son of 17, had decided to take the younger occupants of the house on what they called an ‘adventure’ in the surrounding forest of the old farm house. More so, he was forced to as being the youngest of Jordan’s three sons- well, let’s just say despite his rising skill in his father’s trade of death, he never got the fun jobs. After hearing the police sirens and the gun fight that resumed, he was quick to usher away his little sister Kerrie, his twin cousins Asher, and Rosemary, and his youngest cousin Venice. They successfully escaped and Cyrus quickly found work in the nearest city under a new identity, giving his cousins and sister a small run down hotel room to live in. It wasn’t long for the young ones to be taken away by social services and put into foster care.
Cyrus was determined to fight for his family back, and so he trained as hard as he could. Soon, he found himself a job doing what he did best- he became the best local hit man for the gangs of the crime-run city of LA. Once he found himself with enough money to support everyone, he tracked down his sister and cousins, and took out every single foster parent. The reunited family found themselves an old orchard farmhouse just outside of LA, where they rebuilt their home.
Cyrus knew it was his job to rebuild the life of his father. Hell, he found it his job to outdo his father. It wasn’t long before he started building up a family of his own.
Setting/Mini Plot Idea
This will be set fifteen years after Cyrus and the rest moved into the new place. Any of the original escapees could have lovers and/or kids if someone chooses to play them. The farmhouse is about a twenty minute drive out of LA, sifted away to the farthest unnoticed corner. I want this to be in a modern setting.
I was thinking maybe Cyrus could have a teenage daughter who has a little ‘thing’ with a neighbouring farm boy, who comes from a strong Christian family, and the boy could start getting suspicious of things? Plus, flare Cyrus’s overprotective nerves....and it’s never good to mess with a Balazar’s temper.
I don’t have any other little plot ideas, but will probably think of some/brainstorm some with role players who chose to play in this. I simply am putting up this role play because I have an idea for a movie script (I’ll be heading off to film school this summer for directing and need a script) along these sort of lines but I need some inspiration to get started on writing it. I thought maybe a role play based on the criminal activity and everyday events of these people could get me out of my writer’s block and possibly give me some more ideas.
[EDIT: So I posted this up a while ago. Film school was postponed to this year and I would like to try this again. =D]
CHARACTERS
NOTE: THE CHARACTER DESCRIPTIONS ARE JUST MY ORIGINAL IDEAS. THEY CAN BE CHANGED. I kept the age ranges fairly open, so please stay within them
Mains:
Cyrus: Played by –NecroPHILE?
Kerrie: Played by SweetAngelJocelyn
Asher: [Age 25-30 (same age as Rosemary); The pervert of the house, and a consumer of many a mind-altering substances. Perversions do not stop at family, or even dead bodies. (thinking of probably playing him myself. going to be picky about any character submissions for him) ]
Rosemary: [Age 25-30 (same age as Asher); Very much like her brother, but with a clearer head on her shoulders as she does not partake in chemical consumption to the point that he does. Determined, and extremely protective of her usually dumbfounded brother ]
Venice: [Age 15-22; Much more empathetic than the rest of the family. Befriends many animals that escape from surrounding farms or come from the forest. Generally very quiet. Close with Kerrie.]
Others:
Cyrus's Children: Heaven Leigh (SweetAngelJocelyn)
Cyrus's Lover/Wife: Sydney Lynn (S!N)
Asher's Children: Open
Asher's Lover/Wife: Cheyenne (SweetAngelJocelyn)
Rosemary's Children: Open
Rosemarys Lover/Husband: Open
Kerrie's Children: Open
Kerrie's Lover: Open
Neighbouring Boy?: Micheal Seram (RON!N)
Other Neighbours?: Open
•CHARACTER SKELETON
Name: Nicknames too, if your character has any
Age: not even going to describe this
Relation To Cyrus: Son, lover, brother in law, second cousin etc.
Appearance: I prefer descriptions, but, pictures are fine as well, but, they must be REALISTIC.
Normal Duties/Job: Any Balazar over 17 has to be somehow making/helping making money for the family. Whether this be robbing banks, making torture contraptions, selling/growing/cooking drugs, prostitution, making black market explosives...or anything illegal really. There can be multiple, but if you’re doing the same crime as someone else, you’re working together.
History: Breif or long, doesn’t matter. Just give me a sample of your writing/your character’s personality within this.
Random Facts: Anything we should know, since, you know, we’re all a family! : ]
If one were to look up the heritage of the name ‘Balazar’, gruesome details would likely follow. Not a single good thing could be said about this family- for example, there was the famous Greggory Aaron Balazar, who seemed to have a tendency to black out with no recollection of what happened during the 30’s. Normally, it wasn’t hard to find out with the bodies that were found mutilated in whatever little village he decided to stalk. His attraction towards tearing apart young children quickly evolved the story of the ‘wolf man’.
If one were to look into more recent history of Balazar activity, Jordan Hayden Balazar would be of top priority. Jordan had run the biggest ‘snuff’ (more widely known as ‘NecroPorn’) film industry known to internet kind. He successfully ran this internet business with the help of siblings, children, nieces and nephews for almost 50 years before the police finally tracked him and his family down. It was the California state police best bust- a mass grow up of marajuanna was found in the basement, along with a large stash of other drugs. Illegal explosives and stolen goods were discovered everywhere. The cop’s best find, though, was the torture chamber in the cellar of the house which had bodies cast aside in piles, hanging off of chains, stuck, dead and alive, in strange torture contraptions (which also were found all over the house), and a nicely kept computer and camera set up in the corner for capturing it all. Thousands of gruesome and highly disturbing videos were stored up in the computer. Further investigation found a mass grave of decomposing bodies behind the house, along with a smoke shed smoking human meat.
The bust wasn’t a perfect one, though, the raid having killed four Balazars- Jordan himself, His sister, Daneille, his oldest son, Lucas, and his own father Hugo. The other six the police arrested, or so they thought. That day, Cyrus James Balazar, Jordan’s son of 17, had decided to take the younger occupants of the house on what they called an ‘adventure’ in the surrounding forest of the old farm house. More so, he was forced to as being the youngest of Jordan’s three sons- well, let’s just say despite his rising skill in his father’s trade of death, he never got the fun jobs. After hearing the police sirens and the gun fight that resumed, he was quick to usher away his little sister Kerrie, his twin cousins Asher, and Rosemary, and his youngest cousin Venice. They successfully escaped and Cyrus quickly found work in the nearest city under a new identity, giving his cousins and sister a small run down hotel room to live in. It wasn’t long for the young ones to be taken away by social services and put into foster care.
Cyrus was determined to fight for his family back, and so he trained as hard as he could. Soon, he found himself a job doing what he did best- he became the best local hit man for the gangs of the crime-run city of LA. Once he found himself with enough money to support everyone, he tracked down his sister and cousins, and took out every single foster parent. The reunited family found themselves an old orchard farmhouse just outside of LA, where they rebuilt their home.
Cyrus knew it was his job to rebuild the life of his father. Hell, he found it his job to outdo his father. It wasn’t long before he started building up a family of his own.
Setting/Mini Plot Idea
This will be set fifteen years after Cyrus and the rest moved into the new place. Any of the original escapees could have lovers and/or kids if someone chooses to play them. The farmhouse is about a twenty minute drive out of LA, sifted away to the farthest unnoticed corner. I want this to be in a modern setting.
I was thinking maybe Cyrus could have a teenage daughter who has a little ‘thing’ with a neighbouring farm boy, who comes from a strong Christian family, and the boy could start getting suspicious of things? Plus, flare Cyrus’s overprotective nerves....and it’s never good to mess with a Balazar’s temper.
I don’t have any other little plot ideas, but will probably think of some/brainstorm some with role players who chose to play in this. I simply am putting up this role play because I have an idea for a movie script (I’ll be heading off to film school this summer for directing and need a script) along these sort of lines but I need some inspiration to get started on writing it. I thought maybe a role play based on the criminal activity and everyday events of these people could get me out of my writer’s block and possibly give me some more ideas.
[EDIT: So I posted this up a while ago. Film school was postponed to this year and I would like to try this again. =D]
CHARACTERS
NOTE: THE CHARACTER DESCRIPTIONS ARE JUST MY ORIGINAL IDEAS. THEY CAN BE CHANGED. I kept the age ranges fairly open, so please stay within them
Mains:
Cyrus: Played by –NecroPHILE?
Kerrie: Played by SweetAngelJocelyn
Asher: [Age 25-30 (same age as Rosemary); The pervert of the house, and a consumer of many a mind-altering substances. Perversions do not stop at family, or even dead bodies. (thinking of probably playing him myself. going to be picky about any character submissions for him) ]
Rosemary: [Age 25-30 (same age as Asher); Very much like her brother, but with a clearer head on her shoulders as she does not partake in chemical consumption to the point that he does. Determined, and extremely protective of her usually dumbfounded brother ]
Venice: [Age 15-22; Much more empathetic than the rest of the family. Befriends many animals that escape from surrounding farms or come from the forest. Generally very quiet. Close with Kerrie.]
Others:
Cyrus's Children: Heaven Leigh (SweetAngelJocelyn)
Cyrus's Lover/Wife: Sydney Lynn (S!N)
Asher's Children: Open
Asher's Lover/Wife: Cheyenne (SweetAngelJocelyn)
Rosemary's Children: Open
Rosemarys Lover/Husband: Open
Kerrie's Children: Open
Kerrie's Lover: Open
Neighbouring Boy?: Micheal Seram (RON!N)
Other Neighbours?: Open
•CHARACTER SKELETON
Name: Nicknames too, if your character has any
Age: not even going to describe this
Relation To Cyrus: Son, lover, brother in law, second cousin etc.
Appearance: I prefer descriptions, but, pictures are fine as well, but, they must be REALISTIC.
Normal Duties/Job: Any Balazar over 17 has to be somehow making/helping making money for the family. Whether this be robbing banks, making torture contraptions, selling/growing/cooking drugs, prostitution, making black market explosives...or anything illegal really. There can be multiple, but if you’re doing the same crime as someone else, you’re working together.
History: Breif or long, doesn’t matter. Just give me a sample of your writing/your character’s personality within this.
Random Facts: Anything we should know, since, you know, we’re all a family! : ]
Taking place in...
The Balazar household our primary setting
An old orchard that has long since produced enough fruit to make a living. The house itself is very large, old and needing many repairs. The basement is Cyrus's torture dungeon and always locked (Cyrus has the only key). There is alot of land to this orchard, so they get a good amount of privacy though there are a few neighbouring farms. The closest farm is 5km away.
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Sydney half-smiled when her husband dismissed her. She let go of his chair, leaving the kitchen. Since everyone was preoccupied with each other, she made her departure without being easily detected. She climbed the stairs while holding onto her swollen stomach. Inside of her, she could feel the beating of her unborn child; the pulses were rather violent, and she had already decided that the child was going to take after Cyrus. Step after step, her swollen feet screamed in pain. When she reached the top of the stairs, she silently thanked God that she didn't die right there on the staircase. Slowly and steadily, she made her way into her bedroom. There, she went inside and turned to lock the door.
Sydney waddled her way to the bed that she and Cyrus share. Besides her flowerbed just outside of the house, that very bed held something special to her. It was the very first bed that she bought - rather stole - just for them. Secrets and dear memories hid underneath the white sheets, and she was very grateful to share them with her husband. As for now, though, her bed was her only support; it was her lifeline at this point. She clutched the bedsheets, her knuckles turning pure white. Her teeth grit down on top of each other. She was trying to bear the pain of what was happening to her.
I'm sure this happens to all expecting women. Sydney's thoughts were going bezerk inside of her mind. This feeling that dwelled inside of her body was beginning to take its toll on her. The pain was just becoming so unbearable, she couldn't help but let out a yelp or two. The feeling moved on down to the woman's abdomen, but what was going on with her? It was then she saw a light crimson color on the bed sheets. Sydney cursed at the stain, thinking it merely an accident that one of the family members that caused.
But as Sydney examined it closely, her eyes widened in fear. The crimson stain wasn't just a normal stain - it was blood, and it was coming out of her. Her breath grew shortened and her heart began to race. "Cyrus!" she screamed. "Cyrus, come quick!"
Sydney waddled her way to the bed that she and Cyrus share. Besides her flowerbed just outside of the house, that very bed held something special to her. It was the very first bed that she bought - rather stole - just for them. Secrets and dear memories hid underneath the white sheets, and she was very grateful to share them with her husband. As for now, though, her bed was her only support; it was her lifeline at this point. She clutched the bedsheets, her knuckles turning pure white. Her teeth grit down on top of each other. She was trying to bear the pain of what was happening to her.
I'm sure this happens to all expecting women. Sydney's thoughts were going bezerk inside of her mind. This feeling that dwelled inside of her body was beginning to take its toll on her. The pain was just becoming so unbearable, she couldn't help but let out a yelp or two. The feeling moved on down to the woman's abdomen, but what was going on with her? It was then she saw a light crimson color on the bed sheets. Sydney cursed at the stain, thinking it merely an accident that one of the family members that caused.
But as Sydney examined it closely, her eyes widened in fear. The crimson stain wasn't just a normal stain - it was blood, and it was coming out of her. Her breath grew shortened and her heart began to race. "Cyrus!" she screamed. "Cyrus, come quick!"
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An almost threatening glare was sent Heaven's way as Cyrus's sister told them to be careful. Cyrus's gaze was stern- if they weren't careful, the two would be paying for it. Of course he wasn't as physically violent with the younger ladies, but, if they brought trouble to the family he wouldn't hesitate to lay down the law and make sure it never happened again. He then silently returned to his food, busy mind going over the chores he had to do on that particular day.
Asher turned to look at Cheyenne, a bemused look to his scruffy face. "Twin." He corrected, voice calm due to the drugs that subdued him, "Twin sister. You know, the woman I was born beside. You know, the woman who I have never went a day without speaking to. You know, the woman who is basically me with a different set of plumbing."
His anger seemed to build as he spoke, his voice getting harsher, and the slightest bit louder. "I'm not sorry for being upset about losing her. She's my twin sister- she's been at my side far longer than you ever have. Not once has she shown a shred of jealousy when I choose to spend my time with you, to kick her out of what had been our room, and our bed, for you. She has never spoken an ill word about you- when in reality, you replaced her. So, fuck off."
It wasn't often he'd go on such a rant, usually unable to organize his thoughts so clearly- but, this was about Rosemary. This was his wife getting angry at him for mourning her possible loss. He was working himself up into a state of rage, one could tell by the fist curling at his sides, and the irritable twitch in his lip. That twitch had always been a warning sign for Asher. He was a ticking time bomb and getting very close to exploding.
Cyrus, on the other hand, had simply rolled his eyes at the arguement. The couple's spits were far too common for him to worry about anything- though he had stepped in numerous times before when Asher would go ballistic. That's when he heard Sydney scream. He made no move of hesitation, he immediately jumped out of his chair and darted up the stairs- impossibly silent for his breakneck speed. He slid on the hardwood floor as he reached the room he and his wife shared, expression frantic.
"What's wrong, Syd?" He inquired, voice showing the matter was pressing and urgent.
Asher turned to look at Cheyenne, a bemused look to his scruffy face. "Twin." He corrected, voice calm due to the drugs that subdued him, "Twin sister. You know, the woman I was born beside. You know, the woman who I have never went a day without speaking to. You know, the woman who is basically me with a different set of plumbing."
His anger seemed to build as he spoke, his voice getting harsher, and the slightest bit louder. "I'm not sorry for being upset about losing her. She's my twin sister- she's been at my side far longer than you ever have. Not once has she shown a shred of jealousy when I choose to spend my time with you, to kick her out of what had been our room, and our bed, for you. She has never spoken an ill word about you- when in reality, you replaced her. So, fuck off."
It wasn't often he'd go on such a rant, usually unable to organize his thoughts so clearly- but, this was about Rosemary. This was his wife getting angry at him for mourning her possible loss. He was working himself up into a state of rage, one could tell by the fist curling at his sides, and the irritable twitch in his lip. That twitch had always been a warning sign for Asher. He was a ticking time bomb and getting very close to exploding.
Cyrus, on the other hand, had simply rolled his eyes at the arguement. The couple's spits were far too common for him to worry about anything- though he had stepped in numerous times before when Asher would go ballistic. That's when he heard Sydney scream. He made no move of hesitation, he immediately jumped out of his chair and darted up the stairs- impossibly silent for his breakneck speed. He slid on the hardwood floor as he reached the room he and his wife shared, expression frantic.
"What's wrong, Syd?" He inquired, voice showing the matter was pressing and urgent.
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Cheyenne returned her husband's glare and stepped closer, showing that, while other people would keep their distance from him when he started to twitch, she wasn't afraid of him. She was challenging him more than anything. Why not get him passionate about something for once?
"You can mourn her loss when she's actually been lost!" She said. "I'm truthfully surprised that you say you kicked her out of your bed. The bitch has been in it more times than I can count!" She glared harder and lifted her shoulders. "Rosemary is probably just whoring around town, she'll show up before you know it. And I'll be pushed right back. Maybe I should disappear for a while, find myself a lover while you get yourself stoned all day." Her glared didn't even let up when she heard Sydney scream from up the stairs.
Kerrie shot up from her seat at the sound. She had been studying up on child birth, because she knew it would come in handy. She wasn't an expert, she wasn't Rosemary, but she could help. She loved her sister-in-law, and didn't want anything to happen to her or the baby, that would destroy her brother.
Heaven smiled at Jezebel and opened the gate. "Come on. We'll get away for a while to let our parents do whatever." She wasn't aware of anything going on in the house anymore as she started down the path that lead toward the woods.
"You can mourn her loss when she's actually been lost!" She said. "I'm truthfully surprised that you say you kicked her out of your bed. The bitch has been in it more times than I can count!" She glared harder and lifted her shoulders. "Rosemary is probably just whoring around town, she'll show up before you know it. And I'll be pushed right back. Maybe I should disappear for a while, find myself a lover while you get yourself stoned all day." Her glared didn't even let up when she heard Sydney scream from up the stairs.
Kerrie shot up from her seat at the sound. She had been studying up on child birth, because she knew it would come in handy. She wasn't an expert, she wasn't Rosemary, but she could help. She loved her sister-in-law, and didn't want anything to happen to her or the baby, that would destroy her brother.
Heaven smiled at Jezebel and opened the gate. "Come on. We'll get away for a while to let our parents do whatever." She wasn't aware of anything going on in the house anymore as she started down the path that lead toward the woods.
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The ten year old grinned up at her beautiful cousin. " Okay Heaven," She said cheerfully as she followed Heaven, skipping a bit to catch up to the older girl. Jezebel looked at the woods with a thoughtful expression as she slowed, walking beside her cousin calmly.
" I wonder what we might come across today," She said softly, her eyes mischievious. " Perhaps a boy.." She said this playfully, tilting her head as she looked up to Heaven.
" I wonder what we might come across today," She said softly, her eyes mischievious. " Perhaps a boy.." She said this playfully, tilting her head as she looked up to Heaven.
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As Cheyenne and Asher continued to have what seemed like their normal, daily spat, the door to the front of the house suddenly swung open. In the doorway stood Asher's twin sister, Rosemary Balazar. It looked like she'd been brutally beaten, for she had bruises and scrapes in which blood still lingered from the wounds. Her face looked swollen and tired, and there were black circles underneath her eyes. As she stepped forward into the house, she slammed the door closed behind her.
"For Christ sakes," Rosemary's raspy voice boomed. "Do you two ever take a fucking break? I could hear you all half way down the road!"
Rosemary rolled her black eyes and escaped to the kitchen sink to wash off both the fresh and dried blood from her arms. As for the bruises, she figured she could use make-up to hide them. When she had successfully drenched the rag with blood, she made her way to the leftover food that was on the table. She was about ready to stuff her face with Kerrie's food before she heard yet another one of Sydney's ear-piercing screams.
Upstairs, however, Sydney's pain was growing far worse than before. It was the point where she began to sweat; her body was becoming too hard to handle. Just before Cyrus had entered the bedroom, she had torn off her pants for two reasons: the overbearing heat and the flow of blood.
"Cyrus!" Sydney cried to her husband. "Cyrus, this baby is tearing me apart!"
The two of them could hear rapid footsteps climbing up the stairs. Rosemary emerged into the bedroom and automatically began to check Sydney out. "Just what I thought," Rosemary said to Cyrus, "she is going to have a baby today. From the screaming she has been doing, it would seem like she's fucking dying!"
"For Christ sakes," Rosemary's raspy voice boomed. "Do you two ever take a fucking break? I could hear you all half way down the road!"
Rosemary rolled her black eyes and escaped to the kitchen sink to wash off both the fresh and dried blood from her arms. As for the bruises, she figured she could use make-up to hide them. When she had successfully drenched the rag with blood, she made her way to the leftover food that was on the table. She was about ready to stuff her face with Kerrie's food before she heard yet another one of Sydney's ear-piercing screams.
Upstairs, however, Sydney's pain was growing far worse than before. It was the point where she began to sweat; her body was becoming too hard to handle. Just before Cyrus had entered the bedroom, she had torn off her pants for two reasons: the overbearing heat and the flow of blood.
"Cyrus!" Sydney cried to her husband. "Cyrus, this baby is tearing me apart!"
The two of them could hear rapid footsteps climbing up the stairs. Rosemary emerged into the bedroom and automatically began to check Sydney out. "Just what I thought," Rosemary said to Cyrus, "she is going to have a baby today. From the screaming she has been doing, it would seem like she's fucking dying!"
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Rosemary Balazar.
"...damn it, Asher!"
Asher Balazar
Sanity is just far too boring.
Cheyenne Balazar
Long leashes are the basis of a good relationship
Michael Seram
A good Christian kid with a strong sense of morality. A neighbor to the Balazar's.
Kerrie Balazar
Nothing can hurt me with my family around.
Heaven Leigh Balazar
Cyrus's daughter, a true daddy's girl
Sydney Lynn Balazar.
Middle fingers aren't good enough.
Cyrus Balazar
The venomous house leader (will consider children/lover)
Trending
Asher Balazar
Sanity is just far too boring.
Rosemary Balazar.
"...damn it, Asher!"
Sydney Lynn Balazar.
Middle fingers aren't good enough.
Cheyenne Balazar
Long leashes are the basis of a good relationship
Heaven Leigh Balazar
Cyrus's daughter, a true daddy's girl
Michael Seram
A good Christian kid with a strong sense of morality. A neighbor to the Balazar's.
Kerrie Balazar
Nothing can hurt me with my family around.
Cyrus Balazar
The venomous house leader (will consider children/lover)
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Rosemary Balazar.
"...damn it, Asher!"
Michael Seram
A good Christian kid with a strong sense of morality. A neighbor to the Balazar's.
Sydney Lynn Balazar.
Middle fingers aren't good enough.
Heaven Leigh Balazar
Cyrus's daughter, a true daddy's girl
Cheyenne Balazar
Long leashes are the basis of a good relationship
Cyrus Balazar
The venomous house leader (will consider children/lover)
Kerrie Balazar
Nothing can hurt me with my family around.
Asher Balazar
Sanity is just far too boring.
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An old orchard that has long since produced enough fruit to make a living. The house itself is very large, old and needing many repairs. The basement is Cyrus's torture dungeon and always locked (Cyrus has the only key). There is alot of land to this orchard, so they get a good amount of privacy though there are a few neighbouring farms. The closest farm is 5km away.
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This is what I get for not checking my account ): Definitely going to go and read all of the posts now. Shame I missed it, I really enjoyed the first one :)
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I'm hoping this won't really be needed, but on Wednesday I'm going in for surgery, so I might not get on very often. I'll still try to get my posts out as they are needed.
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SOrry about the delay people. I went to the biggest electronic music festival around on Thursday and I'm STILL feeling the hangover hahah.
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Real life is not a bad excuse. Stuff comes up. I'm just impatient. ^.^
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Gomenasai. :(
I have been busy with Easter preparations, seeing family and such.
Terrible excuse but truthful.
Anyways, I did manage to post. I hope it makes up for making you all wait on me.
I have been busy with Easter preparations, seeing family and such.
Terrible excuse but truthful.
Anyways, I did manage to post. I hope it makes up for making you all wait on me.
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Hey guys just wanted to let you know I won't have the time to post until Friday. It's been a real hectic week, and ive got school and work tonight and tomorrow aswell as a concert tomorrow. Sorry for the wait!
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It would be at the farm house. Most Balazars know basic medical skills, seeing as they can't really use a hospital. In my original story, Rosemary was the self-appointed nurse of the house and delivered all the babies. I guess we'll see what happens when Rosemary isn't there. xP
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This roleplay is really coming alone quite nicely! I really enjoy doing this with all of you! But I have a quick question regarding Sydney's pregnancy. Since -NecroPHILE? stated information about schooling, my question is: what about the birth of that new child? Will she have it in a hopsital or at the farmhouse?
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Ah, okay. Well, I will edit up mine, so that it leaves it for Jezebel to be home schooled. :)
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Hey people just wanted to point out a few things about schooling. It's not mandatory for a balazar- actualy Cyrus would prefer they not, but, if they do it's under a fake identity and a school that's atleast a good hour drive away and in some smaller town than la. Just to avoid raids of the house and such since any balazar would be put under a suspicious eye by cops. They would also be forbidden to make friends, though cyrus can't really monitor that.
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Posted in the Balazar Household, looking forward to reading everyone's introductions! =D
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Yeah I figured you would say that haha. If all else fails she will just be an npc- or I could introduce the story with the fact she got killed or something. Either/or I'll give it until tomorrow.
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I think... I have enough characters myself. lol. Or I would offer to do it. I suppose she could be one of those NPCs that is always around when someone needs her, or never around when someone needs her, lol.
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Ha as the rest of the world is getting wrecked by mother nature us albertans are finally seeing some nice weather. Winter was brutal this year. Either/or if I don't have anyone interested in rosemary by tomorrow we may just start up without her as I'm impatient and don't want anyone to lose interest. If someone could double as rosemary that would be quite amazing. :)?