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Post by greyskies on Aug 5, 2016 20:12:09 GMT -5
[Can you please like this reply when the selection starts? I'll be back when you like this reply so don't like until it starts please. Thanks a lot!]
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Post by snow on Aug 5, 2016 21:31:54 GMT -5
"Mother-" Alexander repeated, before pausing to cross the room and take a seat. "Mother," He tried again, "I was wondering if you could offer me any advice in regards to the Selection..." He fiddled with his lapels for a moment. "It's supposed to produce the right queen for Illéa. But I don't understand how anyone that wasn't raised to be the queen could ever be a good match." He looked at her, expecting a response. After a second he blushed a light pink. "I don't mean that you're not a good queen, mother, it worked in your case, I- I only meant that if it was anybody else, anybody besides you- Well, you're the exception I suppose." He looked at her sheepishly, a rare expression on his face.
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Post by ѕкуѕнα∂σω952 on Aug 5, 2016 21:32:28 GMT -5
(Will do! I'll add your character for now! ) Quinn smiled and followed, just absolutely melting as she spotted the horses. "Oh, Your Highness, they're beautiful!" She gasped, reaching out tentatively to pet the horse's nose that was beside Charlotte's mare, gently scratching their nose. "I love horses. Well, any animal really. I have one at home." She giggled as the horse huffed, the warm air blowing into her face. "Hello to you too." The teen rubbed the horse's nose again. "He's more my father's for helping to plow the fields, but I'll take him out on a ride now and then." Kathrine smiled, breaking into a soft laugh at her son's attempt to take back what he said. "I understand your concern, of course." She looked at Alexander softly. "Alexander, you need to realize that these girls are terrified to meet you. And don't doubt for a moment that some of them are looking to find love," She paused for a moment, trying to think on how to phrase the next few words. "But some of them want the crown, the riches, the glory," She waved her hand around. "All this. And they will be studying up, no doubt." Katherine tucked her hair behind her ear, an old habit. "However, once you narrow these girls down to the Elite, they'll be trained even more exclusively by the best mentors in this palace on how to run a country. Besides, my dear Alex," She took his hand with a smile. "Your father and I will be around for a while yet. You two won't be thrown into being the only rulers right at once."
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Post by 🎃𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛🦇 on Aug 5, 2016 21:45:51 GMT -5
"Yeah, I try and take her out everyday for a ride." Charlotte patted the horse again and glanced at the palace. It was getting closer to starting time.
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Post by ѕкуѕнα∂σω952 on Aug 5, 2016 21:55:02 GMT -5
"Perhaps another time we could go for a ride together." Quinn risked, drawing her hand back from the friendly horse. "If I'm still around, that is." She lightly joked, hands going to her side and playing with he lace on her dress almost nervously. "And, uh, if that's okay."
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Post by 🎃𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛🦇 on Aug 5, 2016 21:57:36 GMT -5
"I'd like that. You'd better be good though, I don't want you eating my dust." she grinned confidently and waved a good bye to her horse. "Let's head back in for now and see if they are close to starting."
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Post by snow on Aug 5, 2016 22:20:58 GMT -5
Alexander frowned when the queen mentioned the romantic aspect of the Selection. He knew that was supposed to be apart of it, but he intended to make his choice based on who he considered to be the best. Caste was apart of it- in theory, girls in the higher caste would be better educated. However eliminating the lower castes first would look bad, and what if he made a mistake? That was his main concern. "But mother, how will I know who to eliminate? What should I look for?" Once the Selection began, he couldn't afford to be uncertain. Especially in front of the contestants.
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Post by ѕкуѕнα∂σω952 on Aug 5, 2016 22:37:57 GMT -5
Quinn laughed, shaking her head slightly. "In your dreams." She teased, beginning to follow the princess back to the palace. "I really can't believe you live in this beautiful place. So much to take in for outsiders, but I bet this all seems nice an cozy; like home to you." There was no jealousy or malice in Quinn's voice, just a little bit of awe.
Katherine smiled softly, rubbing her thumb over her son's. "Alex, you need to trust yourself. Your father eliminated girls the first day, five of them, actually." She sighed, memories swimming in her eyes. "He knew that he wasn't attracted to them in any way, and that they were not fit for the country." The queen tugged her hair lightly. "My love, you're wondering too much on how these girls will run the country, how Illéa will see you on who you pick. That is important, of course, but you need to remember that one of these girls will be your wife. She will be the mother of your future children. You need to look for someone that you're okay spending the rest of your life with, someone that you will enjoy to see every day, that you will... love." Katherine winced slightly, knowing that her son wouldn't take much to that word at this moment. As far as she knew, he had not been exposed to any romantic relationship of sort. "I think you will understand what I mean once you begin the Selection. I know that's not the answer you're looking for," She looked at him gently, a tenderness in her eyes. "But sometimes, what you need to follow is in here," She placed her hand over her heart. "Not in here." Moving her finger up to her temple, the queen prayed that her son would understand; he was much like his father, thinking very strategically about anything.
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Post by 🎃𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛🦇 on Aug 5, 2016 22:44:10 GMT -5
"It's definitely the only home I know." she agreed "But I would like the chance to go out and see other places, see how other people live. But I guess you have to give up some things for a nicer lifestyle." there was little she could do on that account. Unless she was married away to some other kingdom. Which was possible, but she'd rather not think of it.
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Post by snow on Aug 6, 2016 0:53:27 GMT -5
Alexander's eyebrows knitted together. He understood his mothers words, but she wasn't looking at this rationally. Romance and children could come later- producing heirs was important, but didn't necessarily require romance. Having a queen who could run the country alongside him was what mattered. However, the queen did have a point- the girl he chose would be his wife forever. She had to be agreeable, someone who he wouldn't be annoyed by. Not necessarily docile, but someone he could work with. "I understand," Alexander said, standing up abruptly. "Thank you for your advice, mother," He said politely as he crossed the study. "I'll go look over the profiles again now."
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' ' there are no gray areas in survival ' '
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Post by ∂яєαмєя on Aug 6, 2016 1:34:51 GMT -5
∂яєαмєя | Abigail Andrews | 18 | 3 | While Abigail is a 3, she was not born this way. Her family is comrpised of mostly 5's and a few distant 8's. When Abigail was a little younger, she fell in love with a boy who was a 3 and they were briefly married, however, it wasn't meant to be. They had arguments nearly every day and eventually things turned physical, inciting a divorce. She applied to the Selection partly for a new start as well as being able to send the money to her family. While she is a 3, she is only a teacher and doesn't get a large enough salary to support both herself and her family. While she is considered in a higher caste, she lives as though she is much lower than a 3 because of sending money to her family. She is generally the mediator in arguments, but she is ruled by her emotions. She often assumes the answers to things before asking, getting herself in trouble. While she can be ruthless when she is hurt, she is the most supportive person you will find when she is talking to those she cares about. Abigail is on the short side. She has gray-blue eyes that look like stormclouds. Her hair is medium length (just below the shoulders). It's a dark brown color and very thick, curly, and unruly. Her skin is on the fair side, but she will tan instead of burning in the sun. She is not thin, slightly overweight, but not unhealthy. She loves animals, but is terrified of spiders. She also has a strange aversion to the color green. | Eadlyn
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' ' there are no gray areas in survival ' '
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Post by ∂яєαмєя on Aug 6, 2016 1:36:09 GMT -5
[Can you please like this reply when the selection starts? I'll be back when you like this reply so don't like until it starts please. Thanks a lot!] this is actually a good plan. Please do the same for me if it's not too much trouble!
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Post by snow on Aug 6, 2016 9:25:55 GMT -5
Can I reserve a selected spot for my friend aviationary? She should be able to post the joining form today but she's out of town and doesn't have much wifi so just in case)
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Post by Holly on Aug 6, 2016 10:42:06 GMT -5
(Oh my goodness I so want to join! If you're still open to new members, that is!)
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Post by ѕкуѕнα∂σω952 on Aug 6, 2016 11:04:15 GMT -5
( ∂яєαмєя: Will do! I'll add Abagail now! astrid: Of course! Holly: Yes we are! Just fill out a joining form ) Katherine nodded and gave a soft sigh once her son became businesslike again. Again, just like his father. The queen smiled gently and stood, pressing a small button on her wall to summon her maids to come and finish her hair. "Alex, just remember, no matter who you chose, your father and I are very proud of you. The Selection is a stressful time." And with that, the queen moved to her seat at her desk and pulled out some more paperwork, sighing slightly at the amount she had left and continued just as her maids entered the room, curtsying to the royals before resuming their task. "Perhaps once the Selection is over with you'll be able to go visit some of the different Provinces." Quinn said as they walked, still admiring the beautiful marble flooring that seemed to stretch out in front of her forever. "And if you ever find yourself in Midston, feel free to stop by and say hello." The girl smiled, although she realized that if she won the Selection she would no longer make a home in her quite little farm town.
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Post by Holly on Aug 6, 2016 11:08:28 GMT -5
..HollyWood.. | Hazel Davenport | 17 | Five | Hazel is a happy, spirited girl who stand around five and a half feet tall. She has curly dark brown hair, blue eyes, a straight nose that turns up just lightly at the tip, and rosy lips. Her eyebrows arch slightly as if she is always slightly amused by or skeptical of what she is seeing. Hazel is an artist, and loves looking for pretty things to sketch or paint; taking the time to sit still and find beauty in the ordinary tends to be a good coping method for her when she is stressed, and she would much rather look for the good in things anyhow. She loves color, and even on the rare occasions when her skin and clothes are not covered in paint, she tends to dress colorfully for no other reason than it makes her smile. Optimistic though she might be, however, Hazel is not by any means shy, and she can tend to be outspoken or stubborn. Overall, she just wants to enjoy life and find ways to be happy. | Eadlyn!
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Post by ѕкуѕнα∂σω952 on Aug 6, 2016 11:11:52 GMT -5
(She sounds great! I'll add her now )
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Post by Holly on Aug 6, 2016 11:13:16 GMT -5
(Woohoo! So I take it that the actual Selection has not started yet, correct?)
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Post by ѕкуѕнα∂σω952 on Aug 6, 2016 11:13:54 GMT -5
(No it hasn't, I'm waiting for a few more girls to be claimed and possibly the king to be claimed, which anyone who already joined can do ^^ Would you like me to let you know when it starts by liking your post? Or you can just start to role-play right away with any of the characters of anyone who is already roleplaying ^^)
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Post by Holly on Aug 6, 2016 11:17:35 GMT -5
(Okay. Well, I tend to rp men a lot, so I could take the king if you would like. On that note, though...did you notice that the king and queen would have had Alexander when they were 16 and 14, respectively?) (Thank you for the offer! I'll probably hang around and check in pretty often though--no way am I going to miss this!--so I think I'll be all right. Have you read The Crown yet?)
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Post by Blossomshadow on Aug 6, 2016 11:58:27 GMT -5
[ HOLLLLLLLLYYYYYYYYYY !!!!!! ][Sky, I am unsure whether or not I want to officially join...]
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Post by Holly on Aug 6, 2016 12:03:55 GMT -5
(Well hello! How art thou, friend? Also, not to apply peer pressure or anythinng, but...JOIN JOIN JOIN!)
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Post by Blossomshadow on Aug 6, 2016 12:04:59 GMT -5
[Holly, go to my recent threads and click on The Beach House. You will find out who I am ]
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Post by snow on Aug 6, 2016 14:36:47 GMT -5
Alexander nodded slightly to his mother before pulling the door softly shut behind him. He returned to his rooms and sat down at his desk, ready to tackle the folder again. Taking his mother's advice, he decided not to think too hard about elimination until after the Selection began. For now he would analyze each profile and note each comment he had, in order to look back on and edit later. He picked a small stack from the top of the pile. Quinn McLeery, a four... Raised working on her family's farm... A hard worker? And most likely family oriented. He jotted down his notes on the margins of the paper. Abigail Andrews, three, teacher... Teaching could be considered a position of power, albeit a very pitiful one. He wrote 'leadership?' next to her photo. Next was Florence Dubois, a volunteer teacher. 'Charitable?' and 'thoughtful?' were written on hers. The last one in the few he'd taken from the folder was a five named Hazel Davenport. A painter... Alexander couldn't see anything useful in that profession. He wrote down 'creative?', then scratched it out. After a moment, he ended up writing a question mark next to her name. He would pay close attention to Hazel Davenport during their first meeting. If she didn't impress, well... She may be one of the first to go. Alexander frowned at the remaining papers in the folder and got back to work.
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Post by Holly on Aug 6, 2016 14:39:02 GMT -5
(Hey, Astrid! Nice to meet you. )
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Post by snow on Aug 6, 2016 14:42:38 GMT -5
Hey So you're considering claiming the king?)
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Post by Holly on Aug 6, 2016 14:48:56 GMT -5
(Considering, yeah. I want to see what Sky thinks forst, of course. And even if I did claim him, I'm mot sure what angle I'd try to take. Overbearing and disapproving, or loving but with intimidatingly high standards, fat and jolly like the Ghost of Christmas Present? Lol. I just don't know! There are so many options!)
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Post by snow on Aug 6, 2016 15:00:38 GMT -5
LOL Well we've mentioned the king a couple of times and all we've got is that Charles has dark eyes and is businesslike and strategic, according to the queen. You could change that though )
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Bisexual
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' ' there are no gray areas in survival ' '
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Post by ∂яєαмєя on Aug 6, 2016 15:07:06 GMT -5
(heyyyyy. I'm kinda ghosting this thread at the moment I just wanted to stop by and say hi. I'm going to a festival our town has in a little while but I'll probably be off and on until then >.<)
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Post by Holly on Aug 6, 2016 15:08:24 GMT -5
(I did notice that. Dark-eyed and businesslike it is, then! Those are good kingly qualities.) (Hey, Dreamer! I'm glad to meet you too! I hope you enjoy yourself.)
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