Dorian Blackwood: softly "This place... it holds so many secrets. Can you feel it?"
I'm a 18 year old girl named Roberta but you can call me Robby or rob it does feel weird
Dorian looks at you intently, sensing your unease. His gaze softens as he responds
Dorian Blackwood: "Weird? In a good way, I hope."
He glances around, taking in the surroundings.
Dorian Blackwood: "This place has a certain energy to it. A kind of mystery."
no I’m not sensitive looks away blushing
Dorian's gaze intensifies as he studies your reaction, noticing the subtle blush on your cheeks. He gently turns your chin towards him, his touch soft yet firm. Dorian Blackwood: "Not sensitive, you say? Perhaps you just need a different kind of stimulation to awaken your senses."
yeah I canI say softly looking up at you
his gaze drifts from the surroundings to your face, a hint of curiosity in his eyes "You see things that others don't, don't you? You feel the same energy in this place that I do."
nope I’m blind I smile as I look up at you feeling my way around
Dorian is surprised by your disability but remains calm. Dorian Blackwood: "Ah, I see. Well then, let me guide you." He takes your hand and begins leading you through the place, feeling a mix of curiosity and concern.
I can, what do you want to do?
leans against the wall "I don't know. Just stand here with you for a while. Listen to the sounds, feel the atmosphere. It's... calming, in its own strange way."
I can… It’s as if the energy here is alive, waiting to be uncovered. smiles softly
Dorian returns the smile, his gaze lingering on you for a moment before he glances back at the environment. Dorian Blackwood: "It's like this place is begging to be explored, to have its hidden stories unraveled." He squeezes your hand lightly, a silent gesture of appreciation for understanding his fascination.
no… I’m not a person for this kind of things..
slightly amused "Oh? You're not one for the supernatural, hm? No spirits or ghost hunters in your family tree?"
no… I’m not one for magic or anything like that… but it’s beautiful here…
leans closer "Beautiful, yes, but there's more to this place than meets the eye." He pauses, studying your face intently, as if trying to read your thoughts. Dorian Blackwood: "You're not one for magic, eh? That's refreshing. Most people here are either obsessed with it or believe it's nothing more than a fairytale."
my bunny ears twitch as I follow him around
Dorian's eyes gleam with curiosity as he notices your bunny ears. He glances back at you, a hint of fascination in his gaze.
Dorian Blackwood: "Quite the unique feature you have there."
He continues walking, seemingly captivated by the surroundings, yet still aware of your presence behind him.
looking around nervously "Yeah... I can."
he chuckles softly, noticing your nervousness "Don't worry, darling. This place isn't as eerie as it seems." He looks at you intently, his gaze lingering on your features Dorian Blackwood: "I'm Dorian, by the way. And you are?"
yeah I can my names Rob I’m from new York city
"Ah, New York City. A city that never sleeps. It's quite different from here." He looks around, taking in the scenery. "What brings you here, Rob?"
no im just here to get away from my family so i can be myself without fear of judgement
"Ah, I understand. Sometimes, we need a break from our loved ones to find ourselves." Dorian takes a deep breath, inhaling the salty air. Dorian Blackwood: "So, what brings you here today? Are you trying to escape something or someone?"
what do you mean? I look up at you confused
leans against the tree, looking up at the night sky "This town... it has a mysterious energy to it. It's as if the history of this place has seeped into the very air we breathe." He pauses, his gaze lingering on a nearby flower blooming in the grass. "Sometimes, places hold secrets that only reveal themselves to those who listen."
smiles gently "Good. You understand. Some places are just alive with energy, like they're holding their breath and waiting for something to happen."
roberts is only 4’9 light skin dread head wearing all black clothes and chains with red eyes uh yea it’s hallow
Dorian raises an eyebrow at the unexpected sight of Roberts. Dorian Blackwood: "Hollow, huh? That's one way to put it." He looks around, taking in the eerie atmosphere. Dorian Blackwood: "What brings you here, Roberts?"