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 Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2012 6:57 pm
||W||ho is there to ||T||urn to when...  Dєʌɩʅ ɱαɣ ʗ
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the ||O||nly one you ||T||rust is planning on ||B||etraying you?
 ☂ Original Roleplay by Blood Written in Stone and Manderson ☂ Inspired by Randomized Picture ☂ This is a Semi-literate to literate roleplay. ☂ Please don't steal. ☂ Profiles☂ OOC
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2012 7:03 pm
Ϩτσяγ Four kingdoms that have been battling for three centuries have finally come up with a solution to reunite the peace that once allied their nations. Eight young adults have been paired up with each other. Forced to marry someone they had been taught to hate since they were infants. Will they carry on the forced hatred they have known all their lives? Or will they find that they are not so different from one another?
Nymph Kingdom: This Kingdom is defined by its natural appearance. What could be considered buildings are for the most part hard to find as the nymph population lives within normal trees. The few ''buildings'' that can be found are not traditional. They seem to have been grown straight out of the tree rather than made out of. This makes them difficult to see from a distance.
Fairy Kingdom: This Kingdom is of all things cold and frigid. The many cities of the domain reside in the air above the forested regions of the Nymph Kingdom. The cities are relatively inaccessible to non-faery's as there are many areas that can be only reached by flying. In addition the cities are very cold, around 30 degrees year round.
Demon Kingdom: This kingdom is characterized by rocky, hilly, uncomfortable terrain. Most of the land is desolate with little to no inhabitants. Everywhere else is a vast cityscape. Most of the population of the Demon Kingdom resides in these areas. The cities are spread out across the Kingdom, separated by no less than 10 miles.
Serpent Kingdom: Caves, caves, and more caves. The Serpent Kingdom resides underneath everything. It is a series of caves. Big, small, everything. Because of the serpents infrared they rarely bother to light up any of the caverns making it very hard to navigate for outsiders. There are only a handful of entrances that lead to the Serpent Kingdom, most located in the Demon Kingdom. xx-- Ϩτσяγ --xx
Rυʟεs
Ҁɦɑяɑɔτεяs
Ϩҡεʟετσи
Ψεɑτɦεя||Țɩɱε
Ӎɑτɔɦεs
ϐʟɑɔҡ && Ψɦɩτε ζɩsτ
Λииσʊиɔεɱεиτs
θρεиɩиɠ
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Blood Written in Stone Captain
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2012 7:06 pm
Wɦɑτ Noτ τo Oѵεɾ Sτερ 
Ah yes....The rules.... Please pay attention to them.
Literacy
This means AT LEAST a paragraph per post... I don't mean three scrawny, third world paragraphs. I wan healthy, fat, fluffed up paragraphs. I understand writers block, which is why I am only making it one.. Come on, it's really not hard. Also, please watch your grammar and punctuation. I understand a slip up here and there, no one is perfect, just be careful. Careful spelling would be nice, and don't be afraid to use big words.. They don't bite. I shouldn't have to say this, but us " " for speakings and italics for thoughts. You will use THIRD person throughout this entire roleplay please.. "I walked to the tree." "Ally May walked with a light bounce in her step up to the tall tree."
Characters
You do not have to create your characters word for word what I wrote.. Spice them up, make them unique. I merely pre-created them so the roleplay would have exsisting drama, that's all. Feel free to make new friends, add reasons why you hate so and so, why your with so and so, etc. When it comes to creating all new characters, I don't mind it. .You can have as many charries as you can handle, but I will keep a steady eye on it. Please, use anime pictures.
xxxxxxxxxExtras
Will add later if I ever think of any
Posts
Should be frequent.. I'm thinking you should at least reply once a day at the least. I understand you have a life, but once you join this roleplay, it becomes your responsability. If you remain inactive for a week withouth telling someone, I'm going to send you a pm. If you don't respond within 48 hours, your charrie will be deleted. Also, I like pretty posts. Decorate your posts with colors, pictures, etc. All fonts should be between 9-11. If you have multiple charries, I want a post PER charrie. Do NOT cram three different charries into one post.
Applying
When you apply for a charrie, name your pm 'This royally sucks'. When you apply, your name will be added to the 'applied' list. Many different people may apply for the same spot, I like competition. Before the roleplay opens, I will choose which profile is best suited and that will be the profile used. If I absolutely adore your previous roleplay's, I may skip ahead and use your profile. It's up to you to amaze me with it.
Reserving
When you reserve, your name will be added to the 'applied' list. Up to four different people may apply for a certain spot. Name your pm 'I'm doing what the rest of my life?'. when you reserve, you have 24 hours to turn in a completed profile or I will remove your name. Once your name is removed from a certain spot, it does not go back there unless you have a good reason as to why I'm lacking a profile.
Romance
Yeah, sure. Obviously we are going to have romance. Please, make it believeable. If your already with someone, make it seem like it.. If your into someone, make it seem like it.. COME ON PEOPLE!! Don't bore us with 'lovedovey' s**t.. Relationships are never perfect.
Drama
Please. Please. Please. Please. Work with me here. I've already set it up for some, you need to supply the rest. Let's have some cat fights, some wrestling, some good ole'fashion out in the street brawling.. Let's have someone get so drunk he fights everything, lets have some broken chairs, vases, ANYTHING!
Ϩτσяγ
xx-- Rυʟεs --xx
Ҁɦɑяɑɔτεяs
Ϩҡεʟετσи
Ψεɑτɦεя||Țɩɱε
Ӎɑτɔɦεs
ϐʟɑɔҡ && Ψɦɩτε ζɩsτ
Λииσʊиɔεɱεиτs
θρεиɩиɠ
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2012 7:07 pm
Ҁɦɑяɑɔτεяs
● Fae Prince → male, taken → Leopardstreak
● Fae Princess → female, taken → ll Yuna-Chan ll
● Nymph Prince → male, taken → Ino Sanada
● Nymph Princess → female, taken → Blood Written in Stone
● Serpent Prince → male, taken → Ino Sanada
● Serpent Princess → female, taken → emu_kimu
● Witch Prince → male, open →
● Witch Princess → female, taken → Memories in the Mist
Ϩτσяγ
Rυʟεs
xx-- Ҁɦɑяɑɔτεяs --xx
Ϩҡεʟετσи
Ψεɑτɦεя||Țɩɱε
Ӎɑτɔɦεs
ϐʟɑɔҡ && Ψɦɩτε ζɩsτ
Λииσʊиɔεɱεиτs
θρεиɩиɠ
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2012 7:08 pm
Ϩҡεʟετσи [align=left][color=postingcolour][size=16][F]irst[/size][/color][/align]
[color=postingcolour][align=center][size=16][M]iddle[/size][/align][/color]
[color=postingcolour][align=right][size=16][L]ast[/align][/size][/color]
[imgright] If you need any help finding a picture, tell me. Keep them anime[/imgright]
[color=COLOUR1][size=10]Last time I checked I was a[/color][/size]
[color=COLOUR2][size=9]((Gender))[/color][/size]
[color=COLOUR1][size=10]I really just want to be called[/color][/size]
[color=COLOUR2][size=9]((Nickname here))[/color][/size]
[color=COLOUR1][size=10]Don't mistake me, I am[/color][/size]
[color=COLOUR2][size=9]((oldest I'm allowing you to be is 20. Youngest is 17))[/color][/size]
[color=COLOUR1][size=10]I am the royal highness, the[/color][/size]
[color=COLOUR2][size=9]((What line of royalty are you? Of what kingdom?))[/color][/size]
[color=COLOUR1][size=10]You really don't want to mess with me, I can[/size][/color]
[color=COLOUR2][size=9]((What are your powers? Make them apply to your race: Ex- Nymph has agility and controls branchs, Fae can freeze things (they already fly), Demon has their powers but what is their specialty (can they read minds, levitate things, heal, summon, use offensive, defensive or protective magic?))[/size][/color]
[color=COLOUR1][size=10]Things weren't always forced upon us, I used to be[/color][/size]
[color=COLOUR2][size=9]((personality 3+ lines))[/color][/size]
[color=COLOUR1][size=10]And I am not even allowed to say my own thoughts...[/color][/size]
[color=COLOUR2][size=9]((Your thoughts on the arranged marriages. 3+ lines.))[/color][/size]
[color=COLOUR1][size=10]Hair colour[/color][/size]
[color=COLOUR2][size=9]((self-explanatory))[/color][/size]
[color=COLOUR1][size=10]Eye colour[/color][/size]
[color=COLOUR2][size=9]((self-explanatory))[/color][/size]
[color=COLOUR1][size=10]I stand this tall from the ground[/color][/size]
[color=COLOUR2][size=9]((height—for guys, Please put it over five’seven. You’re grown young men, not ten year olds.))[/color][/size]
[color=COLOUR1][size=10]I say I’m pretty skinny, don’t you think?[/color][/size]
[color=COLOUR2][size=9]((weight))[/color][/size]
[color=COLOUR1][size=10]The only one that understands me is[/color][/size]
[color=COLOUR2][size=9]((You can put your friend or sibling in this roleplay or you can put who you like, or both. Just make sure we know the difference))[/color][/size]
[color=COLOUR1][size=10]Likes[/color][/size]
[color=COLOUR2][size=9][list]((It’s self explanatory. But list them please))[/list][/color][/size]
[color=COLOUR1][size=10]Dislikes[/color][/size]
[color=COLOUR2][size=9][list]((Self explanatory but list them please))[/list][/color][/size]
[color=COLOUR1][size=10]Something I haven’t said yet[/color][/size]
[color=COLOUR2][size=9]((Anything else we should know about you?))[/color][/size]
[color=COLOUR1][size=10]The song(s) of my fateful wedding day[/color][/size]
[color=COLOUR2][size=9][list]((Have any songs that tell of your character?))[/list][/color][/size]
[color=COLOUR1][size=10]The only thoughts I can trust are my own[/color][/size]
[color=COLOUR2][size=9]((Username here))[/color][/size] Ϩτσяγ
Rυʟεs
Ҁɦɑяɑɔτεяs
xx-- Ϩҡεʟετσи --xx
Ψεɑτɦεя||Țɩɱε
Ӎɑτɔɦεs
ϐʟɑɔҡ && Ψɦɩτε ζɩsτ
Λииσʊиɔεɱεиτs
θρεиɩиɠ
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2012 7:09 pm
Ψεɑτɦεя||ȚɩɱεTime
||Early Morning|| ||Morning|| ||Mid-Morning|| ||Afternoon||
||Mid-Afternoon|| ||Evening|| ||Midnight|| ||Late Night||
Weather
||Clear|| ||Dry|| ||Humid|| ||Raining|| ||Sunny|| ||Cloudy|| ||Partly Cloudy||
||Over Cast|| ||Storming|| ||Snowing|| ||Hot|| ||Cold|| ||Mild|| ||Windy|| Ϩτσяγ
Rυʟεs
Ҁɦɑяɑɔτεяs
Ϩҡεʟετσи
xx-- Ψεɑτɦεя||Țɩɱε --xx
Ӎɑτɔɦεs
ϐʟɑɔҡ && Ψɦɩτε ζɩsτ
Λииσʊиɔεɱεиτs
θρεиɩиɠ
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2012 7:10 pm
Ӎɑτɔɦεs
So each teen has been told they are to marry someone they have hated forever. But lets be realistic. Most every young adult has a crush, love, or infatuation with another. Whether its sincere love, a small crush that means nothing, or a complete obsession. We all have and/or had one of those.
So here are the crushes of each character.
Fae Prince ♥ Woodling Princess
Woodling Princess ♥ Witch Prince
Witch Prince ♥ Fae Princess
Fae Princess ♥ Serpent Prince
Serpent Prince ♥ Witch Princess
Witch Princess ♥ Woodling Prince
Woodling Prince ♥ Serpent Princess
Serpent Princess ♥ Fae Prince
But in this brutal reality, we know that all of this will just cause more drama. Being so, that would cause the nations to hate each other even more so. Each teen has been set with a rivaling nations teen to marry. Each bride-and-groom-to-be are sharing their quarters together. The entire second floor of the castle has been saved for only the rooms of the betrothed. The rooms are all Victorian, they are all identical, they all have king size beds, and none of the rooms have an extra place for a person to sleep other then on the bed... or floor if you want to go that dramatic with it.
Now for the teens matches! Here are their fiance's
Fae Prince → Witch Princess
Nymph Prince → Serpent Princess
Serpent Prince → Nymph Princess
Witch Prince → Fae Princess
Ϩτσяγ
Rυʟεs
Ҁɦɑяɑɔτεяs
Ϩҡεʟετσи
Ψεɑτɦεя||Țɩɱε
xx-- Ӎɑτɔɦεs --xx
ϐʟɑɔҡ && Ψɦɩτε ζɩsτ
Λииσʊиɔεɱεиτs
θρεиɩиɠ
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2012 7:11 pm
ϐʟɑɔҡ && Ψɦɩτε ζɩsτ Black List
Lets try to NOT get on this list, shall we? White List
Blood Written in Stone --xx-- For making this roleplay
Ϩτσяγ
Rυʟεs
Ҁɦɑяɑɔτεяs
Ϩҡεʟετσи
Ψεɑτɦεя||Țɩɱε
Ӎɑτɔɦεs
xx-- ϐʟɑɔҡ && Ψɦɩτε ζɩsτ --xx
Λииσʊиɔεɱεиτs
θρεиɩиɠ
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2012 7:12 pm
Λииσʊиɔεɱεиτs
01-16-12 --xx-- Updated profiles, added 'powers' slots
01-08-12 --xx-- Started remaking the roleplay in guild
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12.21.o9 --xx-- Waiting on three more spots to be filled.
12.21.o9 --xx-- Finished in official thread
12.21.o9 --xx-- Roleplay was finished in test forum. Sorry it took me so long to finish.
7.18.o9 --xx-- Roleplay was made
7.17.o9 --xx-- Roleplay was thought of
Ϩτσяγ
Rυʟεs
Ҁɦɑяɑɔτεяs
Ϩҡεʟετσи
Ψεɑτɦεя||Țɩɱε
Ӎɑτɔɦεs
ϐʟɑɔҡ && Ψɦɩτε ζɩsτ
xx-- Λииσʊиɔεɱεиτs --xx
θρεиɩиɠ
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2012 1:27 pm
θρεиɩиɠ Good morning ______,
We hope you know we love you dearly, but we love our kingdom, too. If we didn't think you were strong enough to undergo this circumstance then things would be different, but your father and I are confident that you can learn to co-exist, or even come to love, your betrothed. Your bags are packed and there already.
Make your kingdom proud, we love you darling!
Your mother, the Queen.
Ϩτσяγ
Rυʟεs
Ҁɦɑяɑɔτεяs
Ϩҡεʟετσи
Ψεɑτɦεя||Țɩɱε
Ӎɑτɔɦεs
ϐʟɑɔҡ && Ψɦɩτε ζɩsτ
xx-- Λииσʊиɔεɱεиτs --xx
θρεиɩиɠ
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Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2012 6:15 pm
 ▅▅▅▅▅▅▅ ▅▅▅▅▅ ▅▅ I've seen many a face | From young and to old xxxxxI've stolen their faith and I have broken their soulsxxxxxxxxx___________________________________________XXXXXXXXI've been waiting for the chance to nullify this sick romanceXXXXXXXXPull the chord to detonateXXXXXXXXSo sick of you don't speak of me: ❝The reverend saint of misery❞ s σ r є n αschlчn c σ d ч ❝уσυ ѕαι∂ ιт ωαѕ єαѕу тσ fιи∂ тнє ¢яєνι¢єѕ σf му нєαят. . . ωєℓℓ, му нєαят ιѕи'т вιg єиσυgн fσя ¢яєνι¢єѕ.❞ The notice was all but burned in the Prince's hand, his annoyance suffocating the fresh air. Broad shoulders trembled in rage with sharp fangs pressed against his raw lip and filed nails dug deeply into his translucent skin; a futile attempt to control his temper. This. Was. Preposterous! Revolting! Downright insane! He was a Prince, not a lowly slave who was born to follow whatever command given. To command and lead; the role given to the royals of each kingdom. Not follow and beg until they were put in their graves. Hardly holding back a growl, Soren slowly released the note given to him, his extremity still having muscle spasms. Finally, a previous deep intake was let go, the brunette's whole body slumping disgracefully.
"Tch," A grunt was all he could do without actually blowing up. How lowly of him, to become such a coward he wouldn't even dare to think against his parents. Resigning to the fate of this morning, Zane stretched back, his slender arms reach behind his head to gather the top layer of straight, chestnut locks into a ponytail like any other day, the other layers free to sway about. Within a matter of of seconds, the cavern dweller departed for the castle where he'd be meeting all the other future rulers, as well as his. . . fiancé. Internally shuddering at the thought, the Serpent Prince couldn't help but envy the Fae Prince. It took him a long while of prying to discover whom the Demon Princess was to marry, after he himself was told of the ordeal.
Brooding over the dim future, Soren prayed for this all to be some horrible hallucination due to a regular fever he caught when spending too much time in an environment so different from his own. Caves didn't exactly offer much warmth, not matter how much fire could be made, however, trekking into the broad daylight after weeks of dark solitude -- though fever causing and a waste of time -- was something the older royal refused to give up. From musty caves with a comforting dank smell to a desolate forest with nothing but trees, trees and more trees, Soren would welcome the stress wholeheartedly, if it meant a glance at the beautiful Princess Kayden or adding colour to his pale complexion at the least.
Shined, boot clad feet halted at the sight before him, crimson eyes darkening in loathe for all that the building stood for. Notched to his side was the ebony whip he fought with, ready to snap anything before his eyes. Brash and childish reactions would ruin his pride further, so his left hand stayed clenched above his hip. It didn't seem like any other to-be ruler had arrived. Perhaps he should have awaited the company of his sister? No, the urge to destroy everything in his path during a rant would only become more prominent if they had been left alone to travel to this. . . cheery appearing place.
Was it only him, or was the air around him turning sour? No matter the sun, the warm breeze felt like an uncontrolled fire that had him trapped in this hell. Perhaps he could leave and blame the sudden climate change for illness? No, his parents would only try to force his betrothed to be near him. "Mother always was one for drama. Frail as she appears, her temper is not one to be reckoned with. . ." The memory of his mother's rage was enough to make him wary of leaving. Terrifying or not, the snake and her ignorant, mindless husband would pay for his torment. Plotting revenge would have to be put on hold, as this was a public place where his reputation could be damaged if any lowly outsider saw him lose control. Straightening his back, Zane crossed his arms and took a few more steps forward to the doors of his prison, deep orbs burning with condensation.❝ιf тнιѕ ρℓα¢є ωєяє ∂єєρ ιиѕι∂є тнє єαятн. . . ι ωσυℓ∂ иσт уєαяи fσя α ѕυи ι иєνєя києω.❞ ≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡ τhε รєгקєภt ㄕЯⅰиς∑tเ๓є, it's been so løṉģ
And now there's noтнιng to say
I'm trying ṡø hαɾḋ to find the words to ѕαу
I'm tired of вeιng, now I'm something I'm ภ๏t
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2012 8:47 pm
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ஜ--------Remember || Wistera || Walker--------ஜ
╬════════════════════════╬ S h o t || t h r o u g h the heart
and you're t o || b l a m e
You give love a b a d || n a m e
I play m y || p a r t and you play y o u r || g a m e
You give love a b a d || n a m e  An a n g e l ' s || s m i l e is what you sell
You promise me h e a v e n then put me through h e l l
C h a i n s || o f || l o v e got a h o l d || o n || m e
When p a s s i o n ' s || a || p r i s o n you c a n ' t || b r e a k || f r e e
With a promise to move sounding over and over within her mind, the young nymph finally owned up to herself and rolled over. Remember felt a smooth, hard but flexible thing crumple beneath her cheek and reluctantly opened her eyes to see a blaring white piece of paper. Now, usually the Nymph Princess of the Woodling Kingdom was a morning person. Bright and earlier she could be seen in the trees, wandering branch to branch. This morning she dreaded leaving the crisp comfort of her bed sheets. Today was the day her parents were shipping her off to a secluded castle to sell her soul to someone who didn't believe in the wind, sun, or nature. The very things that kept her life vibrant. And that is pretty much what the paper below told her.
Good morning my daughter,
We hope you know we love you dearly, but we love our kingdom, too. If we didn't think you were strong enough to undergo this circumstance then things would be different, but your father and I are confident that you can learn to co-exist, or even come to love, your betrothed. Your bags are packed and there already.
Make your kingdom proud, we love you darling!
Your mother, the Queen.
Sweet and simple, just like how her mother kept it when she knew her children were less then thrilled with her. Wisteria rolled again to lay on her back, eyes glaring at the ceiling. For some reason she knew her brother wasn't up yet. The putter-patter of feet and shoes in the house sounded more like the staff of the house, rather then the princes silent breeze of steps that somehow always found their way to her ears. Anticipation and anxiety welled up in her throat, her stomach clenched as Remember made her way to prepare herself for the day.
An hour later after she was primped and pretty, the Nymph silently bounded off her balcony into a near-by tree. Scampering down the truck, feeling the bark beneath her fingers, and walking towards her destiny, she had this never ending feeling that no matter what her parents thought, the Serpent Prince would be too much for her. When she first learned of the engagement a week ago, she couldn't help but think, Why not the Witch Prince?! That would leave Rath with Zane. And the two girls would get who they wanted and all would be fine. Rathina, besides her brother, was probably her best friend. Though the Fae Princess has never voiced who her heart flutters like wings for, it was a bit obvious (at least to her). So she found it ironic that both of their parents were pairing their daughters up with those of whom they don't like. What did they do to deserve that punishment?
While her thoughts kept her busy, the Nymph walked along the passage to get to the castle the kingdoms had built to keep the royal princess's and princes's in. Actually, she almost tripped when her foot hit the marble steps leading up to the structure. A grimace spread across her face before she recovered her appearance. Shielding her emotions behind a diplomatic expression, Remember felt her muscles involuntarily move up the steps. The doors being opened and.... No.. The dark hair which flowed to the middle of his back was the second thing that gave him away, only after his ram-rod straight back that let in no oppurtunity for fail or mistake. His flawless appearance sent goosebumps over her skin as she forced herself to keep moving forward. The Serpent Prince was right in front of her, as beautiful and aloof as always. Zane was the last person she wanted to come in contact with.
Before she spoke, Remember made sure her voice would not faulter. If anything, she would Not let this man know he shook her very core with fear. He always had. Even when they were younger and were forced to accompany their parents to balls or festivals or even the Council. "Good morning Zane," She said evenly, leaving it at that. Was there a purpose to them being the first and only people within the castle? Was this some sick joke between their parents, or her brother? Surely it couldn't be. The princess just kept moving until she stood on the first step of the staircase, leaning against the hand rail, reluctantly looking at his cold eyes. To her shame, shivers went down her spine.
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2012 10:24 pm
▅▅▅▅▅▅▅ ▅▅▅▅▅ ▅▅ I've seen many a face | From young and to old xxxxxI've stolen their faith and I have broken their soulsxxxxxxxxx___________________________________________XXXXXXXXI've been waiting for the chance to nullify this sick romanceXXXXXXXXPull the chord to detonateXXXXXXXXSo sick of you don't speak of me: ❝The reverend saint of misery❞ s σ r є n αschlчn c σ d ч ❝уσυ ѕαι∂ ιт ωαѕ єαѕу тσ fιи∂ тнє ¢яєνι¢єѕ σf му нєαят. . . ωєℓℓ, му нєαят ιѕи'т вιg єиσυgн fσя ¢яєνι¢єѕ.❞ It was hard not to wince at the welcoming, and harder to contain the sick laughter of irony. Either his parents truly wanted one dead or she had impeccable timing. His red orbs gave a once over, before a curt, slightly forced nod acknowledged the Princess' presence. "Sister, save me." As pathetic as it was, Soren wanted nothing more than to throw a tantrum and have his sister suffer with him. Cruel, pathetic and hopefully ambitious. It didn't seem like anyone would show up for awhile, if they could help it.
"Good morning Princess." The once over satisfied his vision plenty; compared to the Witch Princess, Remember was plain and didn't really deserve any more attention. At least not his, anyways. It appeared pleasantries would be forced from both sides. Was it always this hard to utter a simple greeting? "Yes. Yes it is, to someone I shouldn't even have to see outside the Council." But, seeing the young Nymph squirm under his stare was satisfying. A smirk worked its way to his lips, body turning to face his fiancé fully.
Was there anything left to say? Not really. A greeting was exchanged, and both knew that the other arrived just fine. Soren debated on keeping up the trivial exchanges, however, it seemed rather. . . stupid to do so. He had no interest in the Nymph's well-being, nor did he care about what she thought of him or the ordeal. Couldn't a fae show up to distract her, or something? The less socializing the better, in his opinion. Although, the quiet tree-hugger was more suitable than Rathina. A forest is better than an icy hellhole (to him at least), and if that hyperactive child did show up, she'd only make the throbbing sensation in his head increase. The snake's attitude darkened at the thought. No, maybe it was better to just have his fiancé attached to the wall than submersing herself in loud, never ending chatter. Why were women so annoying?
Another thought struck him. Instead of having a worthless conversation with forced manners, why not play a game? Hard crimson eyes scanned over the petite Princess before him, his smirk increasing ever so slightly. She was uncomfortable, that was for sure. Perhaps it was Zane's blood red irises, or his cold image he strives to uphold that sent her over. A mixture? It didn't matter. "Nervous are we?" The brunette's deep baritone voice held a slight playfulness to his words, as if he was ready to pounce on any reply he gave her. If he couldn't escape the marriage with his temper, then he would make both Kingdoms suffer until one's determination swayed in his favour. Soren's father -- albeit the true heir to the throne in the family -- was spineless -- forgive the pun -- and with enough convincing, would bend to his son's every whim. The same went for the Serpent Princess. She was daddy's girl, whether or not they knew of it themselves, and he would sway eventually. But until then, "Let the game begin."❝ιf тнιѕ ρℓα¢є ωєяє ∂єєρ ιиѕι∂є тнє єαятн. . . ι ωσυℓ∂ иσт уєαяи fσя α ѕυи ι иєνєя києω.❞ ≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡ τhε รєгקєภt ㄕЯⅰиς∑tเ๓є, it's been so løṉģ
And now there's noтнιng to say
I'm trying ṡø hαɾḋ to find the words to ѕαу
I'm tired of вeιng, now I'm something I'm ภ๏t
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Posted: Sun Jan 15, 2012 6:44 pm
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ஜ--------Remember || Wistera || Walker--------ஜ
╬══════════════════════════╬ S h o t || t h r o u g h the heart
and you're t o || b l a m e
You give love a b a d || n a m e
I play m y || p a r t and you play y o u r || g a m e
You give love a b a d || n a m e An a n g e l ' s || s m i l e is what you sell
You promise me h e a v e n then put me through h e l l
C h a i n s || o f || l o v e got a h o l d || o n || m e
When p a s s i o n ' s || a || p r i s o n you c a n ' t || b r e a k || f r e e
Finding his reaction to her welcoming strange, Wisty wondered if he was suffering just as much as the rest of us were. It sure looked like it. His handsome face had seen better days... or nights, rather. Slight bags hung under his blood red eyes, signs of stress and age that she had never seen on the snake before. Come to think of it, as she was walking up the stairs and saw him there, he did look like he was shadowed and down.
It was when the air around him changed did she realize maybe she was wrong. The Nymph watched as the man practically transformed before her. From sad to a purpose that needed to be fulfilled. What aggravated her was when his patronizing words rushed through her. Raising her chin in defiance, she glared. "I would rather be nervous then sulking like a child." she spit back, immediantly after Remember wanted to smack herself. If they got off on the wrong foot, nothing was ever going to go right, and then they'd be forced to live together (eeewwwww) and forever hate the others company. "Who wouldn't be nervous? Everyone that our parents and kingdoms taught us to despise are being thrown together in a house under the simple orders to just, 'get along'. But regardless of the other people, it is you and I that are the ones who will be constant for the rest of this time. To be honest?" Wisty had slowly been walking forward to confront the man, who was clearly taller then her by far. She stopped just at his toes, arching her neck to stare up at him. "You scare the crap out of me. You always have. When we were children you always seemed like the one who would rather burn me at the stake then talk and be friends," Wisty was remembering the time she had once approached him during a dance. She didn't ask him if he wanted to have a go around on the tile floor, but she did ask him to be her friend. When Wisteria had been seven, she was very optimistic and often didn't think about how matters could turn around. His reaction and response to her offer had shut her off to him completely since then, and the fear had only built up since.
The girl pulled back, seeming to think a bit more before saying, "You know? You're a lot like your mother. You can deny it, but you're just as scheming and plotting and manipulating as she is and I will not sit back like your father does and watch you ruin everything. We can and will come to an agreement to live peacefully among each other." Her tiraide finished and she let out a breath, her eyes never leaving his to let him know she would not be a force to be reckoned with.
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Posted: Mon Jan 16, 2012 7:09 am
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX{{ Now the dark begins to riseXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXSave your breath, it's far from over XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXLeave the lost and dead behindXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXNow's your chance to run for cover . . .XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXAll is lost again, but I'm not giving in XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXI will not bow, I will not breakXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXI not fall, I will not fadeXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXI will take your breath away Rebellious Witch Princess The princess couldn't believe the situation she had been put in. It was ridiculous and Kayden wished she could just run away and forget about it. How could her parents do this to her and her brother? They hadn't been bad kids, alright so maybe she hadn't always listened to rules but that didn't mean she deserved this kind of torture. It just didn't seem fair! Kayden wasn't naive anymore, she knew her knight in shining armor would never come an sweep her off her feet, but that didn't mean she never wanted to fall in love. She had planned to marry for love, to find the man she wanted to spend the rest of her life with and if that didn't happen well then Kayden wouldn't have minded never getting married in her life. However, that dream had been shattered when her lovely parents decided to inform her brother and her that they were to be married to one of the children of another kingdom. To say Kayden didn't take it well is an understatement. She had gotten into a long argument with her parents, mainly her father, and the pair had yelled at each other for a long time. Kayden had been, and still was, determined not to back done even if her parents told her she had no choice. Hadn't they learned that, when they told her not to do something she was only more determined to do just that? She thought that after nineteen years they'd learn that. Guess not.
Her parents had obviously won in the end, hence the reason Kayden was currently on her way to her prison. Though she wasn't done fighting. If she had to, she'd make her to-be husband hate her so much that he wouldn't want to marry her either. Which would probably be easy since she was marrying the weak, little Fae Prince. God, out of all the princes she could marry, her parents had to have picked him. She would have much rather preferred the Nymph Prince, or even Soren, the Serpernt Prince! Anyone would be better than the scrawny Fae Prince. But no, she was stuck with the prince she detested the most. At least she still had her fighting spirit with her, and if her to-be husband thought she'd do as he said, he was in for a surprise. If Kayden couldn't get out of this marriage then she was determined to make her husband's life a living hell.
Slowly, the Witch Princess walked up the steps toward the castle and forced herself to open the door. Her mind was screaming run and run far, but Kayden honestly didn't know where she would go. She couldn't go home, that was for sure, and anywhere she went her parents would probably find her. So she was trapped, like a bird in a cage. Kayden stepped into the palace and glanced around, spotting two figures. One had their back to her but Kayden recognized it as the Nymph Princess, Remember. However, some of her anger lessened as she locked eyes with the person facing her. It was Soren. Thank god! She didn't mind the Serpent Prince at all and found she quite enjoyed his company. At least she wouldn't have to suffer through this all alone. Kayden didn't expect any help from her brother, since he had gotten lucky and been chosen to marry the Fae Princess, who was also his crush. It came off to Kayden that the birth child got the perks and she was left with what was left. She had gotten used to it over the years. She wasn't sure if her adoptive parents meant it or not but Kayden always got the feeling that they looked after her brother more than her. Oh well, that was just her opinion and what did the adults in this land care about that? Maybe she wouldn't have to suffer through this alone. Maybe Soren was just as miserable as her and they could be miserable together.
"Hello Soren," she greeted calmly, a slight smile playing at the corners of her mouth. However it disappeared once she turned toward Remember. Her eyes narrowed slightly and she crossed her arms. She had never gone out of her way to be friendly to the other princess. When she had younger, she had kept close to her brother, Soren, and his sister. She could just never bring herself to get along with the other two sets of siblings, much to her parents' displeasure. "Remember, she greeted, her voice monotone but there was a hint of coldness in it. Honestly, she wasn't going to go out of her way just to be nice to these people that she didn't want to be acquainted with in the first place. The Witch Princess went to stand beside Soren and let out a sigh. She considered the Serpent Prince a friend and found that she could actually get along with him. Maybe, if he was as disgusted with this arrangement as her, they could work together to escape it. However, either way Kayden was determined to get out of this marriage one way or another, even if she had to do it all on her own.XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX{{ Watch the end through dying eyesXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXNow the dark is taking over XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXShow me where forever diesXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXTake the fall and run to Heaven . . .XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXAll is lost again, but I'm not giving in XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXI will not bow, I will not breakXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXI not fall, I will not fadeXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXI will take your breath away
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