Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27075534-20160206081349

"And I waterd it in fears, Night & morning with my tears:

And I sunned it with smiles, And with soft deceitful wiles."

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Ever wondered where secrets go, if they're never shared? The Truth Tree lies on the outskirts on Book End, where the forest begins. It's a gnarled messy old thing, with an impossibly twisted trunk. Over the course of hundreds of years, people have cut holes into it, and whispered secrets: things they couldn't tell anyone else, but also couldn't keep to themselves. It has embarassed kings, andousted murderers, and now... it's dying.

Secrets are falling from the branches like leaves, in little slips of paper. "Baba Yaga ate a child," "Snow White's not a real brunette," "Milton Grimm didn't follow his destiny when he was younger," hundreds of years of incrimination piles on the grass.

Worried about the secrets, the Grimms have cordoned off the area, and it's guarded by Book End Police until the tree can be restored back to health. Do you try to restore the tree to health, and keep its secrets? Or maybe you want to find out what they have to say?

RULES

- This is a long-term rp, don't worry if you reply slowly, just as long as you keep it going

-  Of course, no godmodding

- Ask to join. After we have 5 people, we'll start posting introductions.

CHARACTERS

- Mariya Moroz

- Urtica Swan 