#iabtalk

We thank you for your patience as we continue to edit and release our bios and eagerly await your apps and questions.

                                                                           ❝ HELL IS EMPTY AND ALL THE DEVILS ARE HERE.❞                                                                                                       - William Shakespeare

                                                         ♛♛♛

( LUMOS & NOX )

Deep within the bowels of Europe, there sits a man with eyes like a wildfire and a fractured heart sheathed in ice. He had a name once, in a distant, disjointed past that scorches his tongue and sears his mind to think about. He had no mother to murmur sweet lullabies to him as a child, and many have often thought his isolation and unfortunate circumstances brought about the downfall of his soul and, by extension, civilization. He lurks in the darkness, collecting followers like tokens. He showers those who are loyal with approval, and punishes those who do not meet his expectations of unfailing loyalty. In the dark crevices of Europe, he lurks, waiting for the weakness of his foes to become terminal, so that he may drag their decaying body of resistance up by the roots and tear their rebellious ignorance away. His reign has started, and the Dark Lord refuses to rest until a crown of ivory and bone has been placed atop his head.

                                                                      ⚔ ⚔ ⚔

In the shadows, rebellion and resistance forms. It opens its wide, uncertain eyes, fresh and new as an infant. A boy shoved into manhood has become their beacon in a world immersed in darkness; a jagged scar in the shape of a lightning bolt their symbol of strength and perseverance. Though their power is dwindling, their numbers surely grow as the desperation of the Wizarding World reaches an all-time high. All across the globe, magical folk are gathering their wands and minds in a joint unity. Though their organization is by no means as ancient or organized as the dark hand of Death that so sweetly hovers over them, they have hopes of succeeding and overthrowing that which has oppressed and blinded them for so long. The time is now, and the world waits with bated breath in the hopes that their precious Chosen One will shatter darkness at his feet and rip the throne of death and decay from its present master’s feet.                                            Death and destruction are upon us.                                          Which side of history will you be on?

( EVERY END IS A NEW BEGINNING )

A brand new, canon divergent storyline following the Golden Trio and the newly expansive Wizarding World and its corresponding second war is on the way. You’ve never seen the Chosen One’s story this dark before; and now, Harry Potter’s beloved Wizard World will involve dynamic characters from a wide variety of culture and backgrounds, both canonically known and entirely original. In upcoming teasers and infographics, expect to learn the following: the group’s name, a link to the main, a themed playlist for the group, teaser introductions for important characters, and more.

So, how to keep up with this up and coming dark, mature Harry Potter RPG? Make sure to like and/or reblog this post, follow and post in the talk tag (iabtalk), and await the next teaser to be published there. Until the main is released, all future teasers will be published onto this account (narcissaxwrites).

A few things to keep an eye out for regarding this new group:

• we are a literate group, driven both by character development and steady plot progression • expect to find both friendly and new faces among our cast • heartily welcoming of all forms of diversity

                                                  darkness is just the beginning 

Ivory and Bone is a brand new Harry Potter canon-divergent RPG following the lives of the Trio Era up until the sixth book. Dumbledore is dead, Snape has killed him and fled the castle grounds, and Hogwarts has been overtaken by a dark and twisted force. But that’s where the similarities end. In a world torn apart by destruction and greed, there is no time for school, for sport, or for anything but the fight for survival. The Dark Lord has swept through Western Europe and intends to claim the world for his own, taking his rightful place as ruler upon his throne carved of ivory and bone.

Ivory and Bone is a literate group focusing on both canon and original roles. Though we are not yet accepting applications and do not have the TBA for the group start date released yet, we are accepting inquiries, clarification questions, etc. as we put the finishing touches on the group behind the scene. Much of the main is now open for viewing, but the overall masterlist is still under construction. 

Be sure to follow us on here for further information and post in the group’s talk tag (iabtalk) as we slowly begin releasing bios and more information about the group. You can also check out this tag here for all teasers released thus far. We hope to hear from you soon, but until then. . .mischief managed.

  ♛  THE FOUR HORSEMEN OF THE APOCALYPSE  ♛

Monsters are crafted from shadow and bone. They give life to terror and consume all that surrounds them. As Hell reigns on Earth, and the wizarding community finds itself in the midst of destruction like their kind has never seen, the superstitious and religious pay their final blessings and respects before their final days have expired. The world is exploding into a flurry of chaos and blood, and Lord Voldemort’s Inner Circle are wielding the destruction.

                                                                   ⚔ ⚔ ⚔

&&. FAMINE

Deep in the bowels of a dungeon, dug far underneath a castle made of weathered stone, he listens to the cries and tearful protests of his Master’s prisoners. This cacophonous medley of music is crafted from the human soul; the sound of low, throbbing moans mix with the whimpers of distraught creatures. The scraping of their dirt-caked, broken nails against the metal bars that confine them; the sound of flesh on stone as they drag their bodies to and from the entrance to their chambers as a square of food is deposited to them midday by the guards that patrol the area. What he doesn’t hear are their prayers; they are silent or nonexistent. Praying for salvation or death has always been a private matter for these lost souls of Lord Voldemort’s; they were once hungry for the lives that had been stolen from them. Now, they are simply exhausted. He takes their joy, their happiness, their memories that serve as beacons of light in the darkness, and absorbs them deep into his bones. And when their souls have been bled dry and shrivel up beneath his palm, he discards of them and prepares them for their final being with his beloved, Death.                                                 take, break, bend, and make;                                 an endless appetite and a thirst for ambition

He is careful not to move too close when he surveys them in their natural, weakened habitat like this. It’s better that they don’t know their life force is being depleted every day; that he is the stuff of their nightmares, the reason they wake up screaming and trembling and feeling hollow. He takes and takes with greed and malice in his heart; he has been hardened to the ways of war since his conception. His desire knows no bounds; it is as endless and churning as a deep, turbulent sea during a storm. Their screams are enough for his soul to take today; he is reminded of their impurity--of their failure to serve his Dark Overlord in a way that was beneficial for the greater good. The shadows kiss his skin and shield him from the brunt of their suffering--he does not take pleasure in their pain, as his sister Conquest does, or in overthrowing their will and strength, as his brother War so greedily does. It is the absence that he absorbs with a vengeance; the absence of joy, of life, of faith. He is a turncoat to those weak enough to trust him; a monster to those who have become wise to his actions. And when he steps into the light, a hollow shell of a wizard with a wand strapped to his thigh and an inquisitive eye, he looks every bit as starved as he feels. He bends down slowly, next to a trembling man with hair the color of toffee and eyes that have lost their sheen. He trembles and begs for forgiveness, for redemption, for silence; possibly, he thinks the wizard before him is Death, ready to lead him home. But Death has taken the day off, and Famine is here in her place.

“It will all be over soon,” he murmurs, his words no more than a whisper on the wind. He reaches out slowly, his wand brushing against the trembling, debris-stained fingers of the prisoner, who quakes with impatience. “She’ll be here soon.” What he doesn’t say, as his eyes greedily take in this man who has been broken by human beings not so very differently from himself, is that it won’t be soon enough. And when he is enveloped into the yawning chasm of emptiness, starving for something he will never have again...only then will this sinner understand.

              He is more than emptiness. He will steal your soul. He is famine.

&&. CONQUEST, WAR, AND DEATH.

Care to see the other horsemen of the apocalypse and some of Lord Voldemort’s most trusted Death Eaters? You can view Conquest here and War here. Be sure to like and reblog this post, and Death’s teaser will be released next.

                                                  WHO ARE WE?

A brand new, canon divergent storyline following the Golden Trio and the newly expansive Wizarding World and its corresponding second war is on the way. You’ve never seen the Chosen One’s story this dark before; and now, Harry Potter’s beloved Wizard World will involve dynamic characters from a wide variety of culture and backgrounds, both canonically known and entirely original. In upcoming teasers and infographics, expect to learn the following: a themed playlist for the group, teaser introductions for important characters, upcoming bio releases, and more.