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Heaven Help Me [Closed]

By Lovely_Poison

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"Heaven help me..."


When something is forbidden, off-limits to a person, it is human nature to want to push and see how far one can get before they are caught. After all, as the saying goes, "Curiosity killed the cat."


"Heaven save me from myself..."


When Clara Anderson made the decision to devote her life to her faith, she'd been prepared to make the sacrifices, to take the vows that a young woman had to take in order to give herself to her religion completely. Nothing could steer her away from it.


That was, however, until she met Father _______, a far younger priest than what she had been expecting. Through small conversations and interactions, she soon found herself infatuated with the man, and him with her.


At first, the urges to break the rules and vows were easy to resist. Yet as time went on, the two found themselves growing closer, making excuses to speak alone in the hallways and after services.


"I've been losing my religion..."


With vows already taken, paths already decided, and faith on the line, will the young novitiate and the new priest choose to keep the lives they've chosen, or will they give in to temptation?


"I'm headed for collision without you..."




I realize this is a more of a controversial topic, since it concerns religion, but please know, before you continue on, that I have my own beliefs, I respect the beliefs of others, and this is not meant to be an upsetting rp in any sort of way.


With that said, if you're still interested, here's what I'm looking for:


I'm looking for a semi-literate to literate partner who is willing to flesh out details with me. The story is something I want to write together. Do not be afraid to come talk to me about an idea you have!


Real pictures are preferred since that is what I've chosen for this specific thread.


Communication. I myself am not that great at being on every day or replying every day. I understand life comes first, but at least keep in contact and agree to let the other know when we'll be replying or taking a break/hiatus, anything like that. I'm a very patient and understanding person, I promise.


Good grammar. I'm not great with this all the time. I constantly make mistakes, but I really don't want to try and decipher a reply.


This is a mature roleplay. RoleplayCloud (ES) rules still apply. Any romance that happens will either be skipped or taken off-site. With that said, please be at least 18+. I'm in my twenties and don't feel comfortable RPing with a minor.


Most importantly, have fun. This is just a small idea I had that I wanted to write and I want my partner to do the same.


PM me with the subject of "Dangerous" so that I know you read the entire thing. If I don't see that, I will simply assume you didn't read through and I will ignore you. I don't mean that in a rude way, but it's a pet peeve to go through and explain things or try and talk something over that is already presented above.


If you're interested then I can't wait to hear from you! If you have any questions, don't hesitate to ask!


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Lovely_PoisonClara Anderson   45d ago

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[center [Merienda [b "...and forgive us, Father, of our sins, for we know not what we do..."]]]

[center [Merienda The words were spoken softly in the darkness of Clara Anderson's room. She sat on her knees, hands folded on the bed and her eyes closed as her forehead rested against them. A sigh soon escaped her lips as she slowly came to stand, brushing whatever dirt had ended up on her skirt before she moved over to the wall, flipping on the switch to turn on the light. When she opened the curtain, she was greeted by the darkness of the early morning. She had to assume it was only around five to five-thirty. Any later and the Mother Superior would have her hide for not showing up for their six A.M. mass. Far earlier than Clara would have liked but she wouldn't complain.]]

[center [Merienda Sitting down at her vanity, she pulled a brush out from the drawer and ran it gently through the wavy mess of brunette strands on top of her head. Once that was done, she stood, making her way to the bathroom next to her bed to wash her face and teeth. She wasn't quite sure what it was, but something felt off about this particular day. It was odd since every day was the same routine. She wasn't forgetting anything, since changing would come last, and her morning chores didn't start until after their first gathering.]]

[center [Merienda So what was it that made it feel like there was static in the air?]]

[center [Merienda Doing her best to shrug it off, she dried off her face, threw the washcloth she used into the hamper, and left the bathroom, quickly throwing on her uniform and headpiece. She hadn't been with the monastery for long, but she was quickly learning the way things worked, what was and wasn't acceptable, when she needed to speak, and when she needed to just keep her head down. It wasn't an awful existence. She'd known for a long time what she was getting into before she'd even arrived, but some days it could be quite tiring.]]

[center [Merienda Taking a deep breath, Clara soon left the room, making her way down the dim and quiet hallway. She knew, depending on the time, that some of the others would be awake, though they would be in the hall waiting for mass to begin. Usually, when she arrived, the pews were fairly full, since she tended to wait until it got closer to time. Today, however, she was restless, and when she entered the room, she found only one or two other sisters, novices like she was, sitting in the very front.]]

[center [Merienda The room wasn't very big, only six rows of pews occupying most of the space, and she would take her place on the right side, the very last row. It was the safest place for her most days. She wasn't called on to recite prayers, even though she knew them like the back of her hand and then some, and she didn't have to answer any questions directed at them. She could sit by herself, listen to what she had to listen to, and move on with the rest of her day with some peace of mind.]]

[center [Merienda It really helped, too, since Clara didn't like to talk in front of other people, even when she was required to. She'd much rather keep her head down and stay close to a wall or in the shadows than be noticed by those around her.]]

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