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Post by Holly on Sept 20, 2016 19:43:44 GMT -5
(Cool beans! Looking like a Disney princess is always fun. Lol.)
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Post by Holly on Sept 20, 2016 19:50:44 GMT -5
(That sounds like fun! But all 17/18 year old boys are crazy, so... Ha ha. Also, what on earth Is an "old stereotypical Brooklyn guido"?)
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Post by ѕкуѕнα∂σω952 on Sept 20, 2016 20:07:18 GMT -5
(Hazel is all I strive to be. I wish i had the courage to dye my hair tbh x3 That's amazing Red XD)
"I don't think I can do just friends anymore." Quinn said quietly, parting her fingers and twining his hands with hers. "It's wroth any punishment of sneaking around if it means I can... hang out with you more. You make me happy." She confessed, glancing down at the floor then back up at him. "If... if you're okay with it, I think we can manage this. I think we can make this work."
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Post by amberice on Sept 20, 2016 20:25:30 GMT -5
Roberta looked up at her finally, meeting Fel's eyes with intensity, "I wouldn't dare. Besides, I'll laugh at stupidity, not at ignorance. And you are far from stupid." Resting her fork on her plate, she stood to get herself another slice and reached out for Fel's plate to get her another as well. "The kitchens are typically quiet after lunch as everyone goes on break before dinner preparation starts. That would probably be the best time."
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яєɗ
Chrom is overrated you fools
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Post by яєɗ on Sept 20, 2016 20:59:26 GMT -5
Okay so like 1980s single Italian guys from Brooklyn that used to play songs like "Maria" by TKA and drive with their seats real low and sorry I poofed, I was having cake w my best friend/her family/boyfriend)
Gil didn't pull away from Quinn when she intertwined their fingers, which was a good sign. "I'd like that," he told her, eyes dropping down to the floor. He brought them up to look at her face which was partially hidden due to her staring at the floor. "I think we can work it out. I know we can," he managed when she looked up at him, eyes going to hers. Gil, true to his nature, cracked a small smile and got out: "So I think my sunset wins?"
Fel blinked her appreciation at Roberta's stern comment about her. It felt nice to have someone that would say that. Fel thanked her for her plate, adding, "You're going to fatten me up, Roberta. When the dresses in my closet don't fit and my maids have to retake my measurements, I'm blaming it on you. And I would think my schedule would permit me to allot an hour or two out of my day to you."
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dumple
THE FUTURE HOLDS A LARGE REPTILE
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Post by dumple on Sept 20, 2016 21:19:11 GMT -5
((Is this RP still open?))
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Post by BB-8 on Sept 20, 2016 21:28:24 GMT -5
Yo holly could I have Juliette come annoy hazel
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dumple
THE FUTURE HOLDS A LARGE REPTILE
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Post by dumple on Sept 20, 2016 21:32:41 GMT -5
((Can I make a helper/servant, or is claiming the selected girl the only option?))
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Post by ѕкуѕнα∂σω952 on Sept 20, 2016 22:09:07 GMT -5
(You can create a helper if you would like But please, no more than two, and we are in need of personal maids to the girls if you're having a hard time deciding which position you would like to claim ^^ You don't need to though! Welcome!) Quinn laughed and stepped back, slapping his chest playfully. "It's not fair if you kiss me!" She rolled her eyes, which were sparkling with happiness and she felt alive with joy. "You idiot." She said affectionately. "Plus, you haven't seen mine yet."
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dumple
THE FUTURE HOLDS A LARGE REPTILE
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Post by dumple on Sept 20, 2016 22:39:18 GMT -5
((Great, thanks! Just a warning, this is my first RP, so I may be a bit clueless at first...)) Falchion | Soren Dehl | 19 | Male | Six | Butler| Soren is average height, about 5'11", and has a lean build. He has a tan complexion with short chestnut brown hair spiked up in the front. His eyes are wide and blue. Overall, his appearance seems a bit feminine, especially with his round face. He is super clumsy, and has the scars to prove it, most noticeably four vertical burn marks on his left cheek from tripping and falling on a hot stove. He is very shy and awkward, but tries to be polite and formal. He has trouble maintaining eye-contact, especially with strangers and people higher on the Casts than him (which is basically everyone). He also has a tendency to get anxious about everything, and he cries easily. He can also be a huge Drama King. Despite his faults, he tries to be a good butler and obeys orders readily. Once he feels comfortable with someone, he turns into a different person and is always smiling and cracking jokes. He prefers the company of animals to people, and is scared of cats and water. He has a crush on Prince Alexander, though he will never tell. (This is the only pic I have of him)| Eadlyn
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Post by ѕкуѕнα∂σω952 on Sept 20, 2016 22:42:14 GMT -5
(He's awesome! I'll add him No problem, we were all beginners at one point or another. I'll let you know if there's anything you need to change. ^^)
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Post by ѕкуѕнα∂σω952 on Sept 21, 2016 15:38:41 GMT -5
"We'll see." Quinn smiled mischievously. "But you technically haven't won until you've seen my sunset." She shook her finger at him, eyes twinkling playfully. She knew that him going to her house would be impossible... At least for as long as she was in the Selection, and back under the radar. Quinn had absolutely no desire to win anymore, but she knew that if she asked to leave she would have to leave Gil... Shoving all the problems aside the Selected just enjoyed the moment, her radiant smile melting into something softer as she watched his face.
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Post by ѕкуѕнα∂σω952 on Sept 21, 2016 16:49:41 GMT -5
(Perfect x3)
Quinn laughed. "So this is Juliette's fault then? I guess I'll have to thank her too." She held his hand, the warmth making her happy. "I think I'm going to claim this balcony as our spot." She said. "It's perfect. There's no one here, the view is... breathtaking." There was a teasing element to her voice, but what she was thinking was how they would meet and still continue with their duties. "Plus, if anyone comes up we can just jump from the balcony and aim for the fountain. It'll be fine!"
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Post by ѕкуѕнα∂σω952 on Sept 21, 2016 21:29:49 GMT -5
"Woah woah woah, there, mister, you're moving too fast! A whole song?" Quinn teased right back, smiling as Gil motioned towards the room behind them. "I'm not cold." She insisted, reaching out to gently grab his arm and pull him closer. "It's so nice and quiet out here... I don't want to go back yet. Going back means having to face reality again." She sighed, keeping on hand closed around Gil's and the other on the railing as she watched the nighttime lights of Angeles light up the faraway sky. "Well... I have to say, city lights are beautiful, but you haven't experienced a night sky until all the lights are out and you can see the Milky Way and all it's stars." The Selected girl just wanted to talk here forever, she never wanted the night to end, because when it did, that meant that this perfect moment would vanish.
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яєɗ
Chrom is overrated you fools
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Post by яєɗ on Sept 21, 2016 21:50:54 GMT -5
Gil rolled his eyes in return, pulling her into him - as close as he could considering she had her hand on the railing and one holding his own. He turned his head to look at the glittering lights. If Quinn turned to look at him, she'd only get a view of his sharp profile. He listened to Quinn's words; the only recognition he gave her before he spoke was a shudder. "I would get too anxious," he admitted. The palace did a wonderful job at blocking noise from the city, but on some nights, the bustle of Angeles could be heard inside the walls, and it was comforting. Gil could never imagine the countryside as a place to live, with the quiet and the darkness. "I'm so used to this," the guard nodded his head at the skyline, "that anything else will probably feel so alien. But, I mean I guess I'd have to get used to it if we're ever going to finish this bet, huh?"
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Post by BB-8 on Sept 21, 2016 21:56:34 GMT -5
Hoi hoi
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Post by ѕкуѕнα∂σω952 on Sept 21, 2016 22:05:05 GMT -5
(hoi hoi Does Juliette feel like torturing Giselle? I think Giselle needs to be annoyed :3)
Quinn glanced over, her eyes settling on his face for a moment before turning back out to the skyline, letting go of the railing and leaning against his chest with a soft smile. "Guess so. But coming here was a completely new experience for me too; I stayed at a hotel in the city for the first night, as my plane arrived a day early, and I couldn't sleep for like two hours! Too much noise." She said without turning around, the warmth of their bodies keeping her sheltered against the night chill that the air now held. "But I'm used to it now; I can see what you mean." The Selected girl twined fingers with the guard, the law the last thing on her mind now.
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dumple
THE FUTURE HOLDS A LARGE REPTILE
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Post by dumple on Sept 21, 2016 22:16:02 GMT -5
((Hi, um, so I'm not exactly sure how to start? Would anyone be willing to help a noob out?))
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Post by BB-8 on Sept 21, 2016 22:20:11 GMT -5
Sure fam
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Post by Holly on Sept 21, 2016 22:53:47 GMT -5
(Hi! Sorry I poofed last night.)
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Post by ѕкуѕнα∂σω952 on Sept 22, 2016 7:35:39 GMT -5
( dumple : Of course! Here, I'll post a starter with my butler Jaden, and then all you have to do is type a response You're good Holly ^^) Jaden was sat in the kitchen, bored. His shift had started, but there was no one to serve at the moment; the joy of the night shift. He usually only served the Princes or the King the occasional tea, if even that. But someone "always had to be on duty". Deciding he might as well make himself useful Jaden hopped of the table that he was sitting in and began washing some of the dirty dishes that were piled up. Giselle was out in the hallway by her room, painting her nails by the big ceiling to floor window.
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Post by BB-8 on Sept 22, 2016 16:54:45 GMT -5
Juliette was... Well, doing nothing in particular. She supposed she could have called it "making her rounds," but it wasn't as if she was paying attention to any possibly dangers within the castle. Then again, the castle never had any danger. Perhaps it was Juliette herself who had ever been of any danger, lurking about in these hallways. Alas, those days were over. No, instead the declawed panther had snuck a few pastries from the kitchen, gorging herself on the tasty morsels as she aimlessly wandered. And then she happened upon something interesting, something fun. "Ah, well hello there, your highness." She greeted with her usual expression of mild boredom. "...having fun, there?"
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