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I am starting a new RP. Please tell me if I am doing anything wrong or anything like that.
In this RP our characters live in this medival land with mythical creatures and stuff. We live in the kingdom Fayry. There is a war going on and lots of people have to train to be a soldier. It is unclear on if the kingdom will be destroyed. Please no more than seven people please.
Here is the sheet.
Name: Mazie Hawk
Age: 12
Apperance: light brown hair usually pulled back in a ponytail, brown eyes and freckles
Personality: Sassy, logical and smart
Strengths: A good fighter and as I said, logical and smart
Other: She is training to be a soldier
Let me make it clear that anyone can be in the royal family or have special powers. PLEASE POST!!!!!!!!
submitted by Lemon banana , age 10 , MT
(March 6, 2016 - 8:43 pm)
(March 6, 2016 - 8:43 pm)
Top!!! This RP is so awesome!!
(April 12, 2016 - 7:35 pm)
I'll write after we figure out what happened during Bastion/MeanGuy duel. Can't wait to speak or write) in my most majestic voice (erm.....keyboard) again!
(April 13, 2016 - 11:49 pm)
This is before the whole duel thing. I hope no one minds, I'm leading up to something, and this post is kind of important for it.
Catherine~“Catherine!” I look up from my book and see the Princess standing over me.
“Your Royal Highness.” I curtsy briefly then spring up and give her a hug. Her dress is a vibrant shade of pink that perfectly brings out the color on her cheeks.
“Why didn’t you come find me as soon as you got back?” She tries her hardest to look indignant, but she’s smiling.
“I had some reading to catch up on.” I glance at the ancient tome on the table beside me, it’s title staring up at me ominously.
“Trainings been wonderful, but one of the boys did something absolutely brutal to one of the girls training. Someone had to bring her into the infirmary.” Her smile momentarily disappears.
“That’s horrible! Is the girl alright?” I worry for the Princess’s safety, if something like this happens to her, it could spell disaster for the Kingdom
“She’s fine. I think she went home.” She stops talking and the gong sounds for dinner.
“ It’s that late? You better go get ready.” At court one is never late for dinner. Some of the more dramatic ladies have even gone as far as faking illness if they lose track of time, so their absence will be excused. Minerva nods and hurries out, and I dress myself for dinner.
Later~ The dinner is an opulent affair, it’s majesty and wealth exceeds far beyond what is needed. I am seated next to two elderly ladies, near enough to the King to not feel slighted, but just far enough to stay out of earshot of his inner circle. My companions begin to talk in what they think is hushed tones, and I listen intently. The spinsters of the court often hear more than the rest of us combined.
“Did you hear what happened at the battle?” The older of the pair begins. Her face is more lined, and her hair is a bright white.
“Yes, I was shocked. Magicians!” The other lady answers. She has steel grey hair and is slightly taller, as well as wearing half rimmed spectacles.
“They haven’t been seen in years. Remember the last time?” The older womans nods saddly.
“Of course these could be rumors. I never like to gossip.” “Yes. Young people these days are so eager to spread rumors.” They glare at me, and I concentrate on my salad. Thinking back to the book in my room, I shudder. What those kind of people could do to the Kingdom.
(April 14, 2016 - 1:15 pm)
I, the Duchess of Top, Top thee.
(April 16, 2016 - 12:27 pm)
TOP! TOP! TOP.TOP.TOP.TOP.TOP.TOP.TOP.TOP.TOP.TOP.TOP.TOP.TOP.TOP.TOP.TOP.TOP.TOP.
TOP.TOP.TOP.TOP.TOP.TOP.TOP.TOP.TOP.TOP.TOP.TOP.TOP.TOP.TOP.TOP.TOP!
(April 19, 2016 - 6:28 pm)
Someone please post! I have a great plot twist all planned out!
(April 20, 2016 - 11:18 am)
Guys I am sooo sorry I haven't been that active on this RP but I have been reading every post! I will try to post later today I am very busy right now!
(April 20, 2016 - 2:02 pm)
Mazie~
I look at my fighting partner and frown. A girl, but not Mia. You may be wondering, "what's the big deal about Mia?" But imagine if your best friend who promised you she would join training didn't show up to training. But the worst part is that ever since she didn't show up, no one has seen her. At all.
(April 20, 2016 - 7:35 pm)
So who was that?
Lily, Collette, Minerva, or somebody new?
(April 22, 2016 - 6:24 pm)
I haven't figured that out yet. Since Bastion used to be my partner and now he is not and currently fighting Lily's old partner maybe Lily? Oh, and Sohannah stopped CB so now Bastion may have to die some how. :( Or someone else could control him.
(April 23, 2016 - 10:09 am)
Sooooooo I just read over my charrie sheet because I was kind of bored, and I realized that there are a few details about Collete that I haven't been mentioning in my posts. One of them is that she was born with the ability to read minds. The second one is that her best friend is a girl named Gwendolyn, or Gwen for short, who can also read minds. If that's all ok with you guys, I think I'll start putting those details into my posts.
(April 23, 2016 - 11:34 am)
I don't think that you need to kill him off. He could be a NPC (Non Player Character) that is just mentioned in other peoples posts, or someone else could play him. Or you could kill him off a bit later, when they have there first battle. Whistler says thag. Like Thag from The White deer? by James Thurber? I love that book!
(April 25, 2016 - 10:53 am)
Top!
(April 25, 2016 - 12:36 pm)
It's a shame that Shoshannalily has discontinued her run on the CB! She was quite a nice person with a nice character (Bastion). I was going to let her write the battle, but the reins have been handed off to me (yipee, imagination!). Anyway, I'm so sorry that I haven't been on in the CB in a while (busy, you know the excuse)! Here goes!
Lily~
I let him—what is his name?—shove me out of harms way. After saving me once, I don't know why he would do it again. (What is it with me and other people? I was never this popular!) The brute—who, quite frankly, I had no idea he was smart enough to make words form in his mouth until a few seconds ago—is loosening his arms for the fight, whereas the nice boy (WHAT IS HIS NAME???) is so tense you can see a slight twitch in his eye.
When the brute is ready, he challenges the boy with a look. The boy's face gets as red as a tomato as he utilizes his tention into energy. He punches the brute (who is still obviously very slow in mind) in the jaw, laying upon him a bruise that would last, but not enough for the brute to care much. The Boy's (as apparently that is who I've deemed him) eyes light up with newfound energy as he goes in for another punch. The Brute (as that is what I have deemed him) grabs The Boy's hand in mid-swing, and twists it until you can hear the bone crack under the pressure.
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I don't know that my eyes are closed until I open them again. The Boy is on the ground, holding his wrist underneath his body. I can see the blood collecting, and he is groaning and crying, but I just want him to scream to call one of the instructors' attention, but mostly because I can't bring myself to scream for all of the things I've let him do for me that I could never repay to him.
And now look at him. That poor Boy. I rub my tongue against my teeth, a nervous habit when I don't know what else to do. I then bite down on my tongue so hard that I can taste blood.
That I could never repay.
Am I totally sure about that?
I run towards The Brute—who is hovering above The Boy, much to eager to take a good whack at his head—and let my teeth sink into the arm he was about to finish off The Boy with. The Brute yelps (quite a satesfactoy feeling, if I may say so myself). I hold on to his arm for as long as possible, but he shakes me off with such force, it knocks my front right canine out, and deeper into The Brute's arm.
He yelps again and, oh goody! the instructors listen to something for once. Thinking that the battle was won, I turn to The Boy, hoping to help him, maybe to finally learn his name, just to face the screeching of one of the instructors.
It was something like "YOU SHOULD KNOW THAT THIS TRAINING SESSION IS NOT FOR REAL VIOLENCE!" but, I'm not really listening because I see the smug look on The Brute's face as a couple of instructors rush him off to the infirmary.
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AHHH! I didn't have time to edit! Gotta go, see ya!
(April 25, 2016 - 7:49 pm)
DON"T LET THIS DIE!!!!!
(April 28, 2016 - 7:20 am)