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(Stefan Richter, the roleplay version, actually belongs to Stefan. The early-1800's version is a very much alternate-universed character, the original being Lord Recluse from the MMORPG City of Villains.)


First off I was myself at a play, watching in the audience. It was a sort of high-school production it seemed, and the play was set in a very upperclass London home or palace around the late 1700's (think big wigs, tons of lace, and foppish guys). Then towards what seemed like the end of the play, I was lounging around near the stage, and the spotlight turned to me. I was now one of the actors in the play, and fully dressed up as an older woman, the matriarch of the play's family.

I got up and made my way to the head of the dinner table, since it was mealtime in the story. I was playing this very overdone and overbearing character, and I remember two of the other characters messing up their lines a bit. We went with it though, and the audience really seemed to be getting into things.

Then it wasn't a play any longer (nor was it dinner time but definitely evening), and I was actually this matriarch character in an upscale London home. I was greeting guests at the door, highbrow women and at least one of them had the hopes of marrying my son, Stefan (more on that in a minute). I remember either calling for him or sending a servant to fetch him, and he arrived just as my point of view changed to one of the hopeful-ladies who was actually pretty damn ugly but haughty in all her finery.

So now I'm ugly-chick being led upstairs into a better sitting room for this occasion... and then it seems like I wandered off a bit. The character was changing again, looks and attitude becoming more like someone I'd rather be if I was a girl stuck in this sort of situation (a bit more like my character Shane who in the roleplay universe for this version of Stefan, schemed up a way to get back at both their socialite parents by basically marrying under false pretenses... as both had no true interest in marriage and have very devout relationships with their own lovers).

I found a room where it seemed like Stefan must have been before he was summoned. There was a cheery fire going in a white marble fireplace and a small writing surface on the floor with a letter or document being written and a book open beside it. I think at this point Stefan showed up, having escaped the more social engagement, but I don't remember what he said. He didn't seem to mind that I was there.

Then I became him, and I was alone in the room, glad to have gotten away from the stupidity in the sitting room.

Then I woke up.

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Character Sheet

Description:
There's a land somewhere deep in Tirsden's subconscious where chaos holds sway and pigs fly.

Strengths:
Often vivid and exciting, like a script yet to be written.

Weaknesses:
Nightmares and episodes of wakefulness.

Special Skills:
Flying, gender switching, lucidity.

Weapons:
Dream logic.

Special Moments:
Being Riddick and kicking ass. Being "Bea" from Kill Bill and kicking ass. Being Indiana Jones and kicking ass. Generally... kicking ass!