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VioletRoyalThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. replied...
Nov. 5, 2013 at 8:01 am

That is awesome!  Feel like I should have gone more in depth with my character, but it was late and I was exhausted and I couldn't think straight.  Would you like me to start the roleplay first?

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readaholicThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. replied...
Nov. 5, 2013 at 8:47 am

Sure!  And your description is fine, I was just writing a lot of skellies today ;)

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VioletRoyalThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. replied...
Nov. 5, 2013 at 8:59 am

I woke up to the sound of trumpets right outside my window.  I fell to the floor in surprise, all tangled up in the sheets.  I grumbled and rubbed at my eyes.  I looked out the window to find the sun shining and a group of birds fly by.  Even a beautiful day couldn't make me any less grumpy.
As I walked out into the hallway, I saw the servants were doing their weeky dusting of the self portraits of my mother and father, the queen and king of Bermania.  I saw Firranda, the youngest servant in the group, out of the corner of my eye.  I always had a soft spot for her, but I knew that I could never show her my feelings.  A prince was supposed to love royalty only, never someone that was at a lower status.  I kept my eyes down as I walked past, not wanting Firranda to see the hurt in my eyes.

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Nov. 5, 2013 at 9:11 am

Firranda couldn't help but feel somewhat offended at their menial morning duties.  Everything about a servant's life was less than fabulous, but dusting portraits?  Please.  The dream of shapeshifting into an animal and running away into the woods flashed through her mind again, but she reminded herself that someone would just find her.  They always did.
The prince walked past her, making a conscious attempt not to meet her gaze.  The royals were always like that, too good for the common folk even though they had done nothing to deserve that status.  It could've just as easily been her, but fate wouldn't be that kind.  She reminded herself that the prince wasn't the worst royal, and that he was, dare she admit it, kind of cute, but...it could never happen.  She shook her head quickly and continued dusting the portrait.

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VioletRoyalThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. replied...
Nov. 5, 2013 at 11:02 am

Howard walked through the grand kitchen doors, giving a slight nod and smile to the chefs as he walked by.  He greeted his mother in the dining room with a hug and a kiss on the cheek.
"Good morning, mother.  How are you this fine day?" he asked as he pulled out a chair for her and the queen sat down.
"Not quite so well this morning, my dear.  It's been brought to my attention by the doorman that three of our supposedly "loyal" servants have betrayed us to that beast of a king over in Validarmia.  We will have to have each and every servant inspected until the three reveal themselves.  I'd like you to help the king out with this deed because this might be something you'll have to deal with when you become the king of Bermania."
I instantly thought of Firranda, her gorgeous black hair and her body that I yearned to wrap my arms around.  I shook my head, trying to get the image to go away, but I couldn't.  She was too beautiful, and I couldn't help but think of her every waking moment.  I wish I could make her smile, even just once, but I knew that wouldn't be possible if I was one of the people inspecting the servants for disloyalty.  
"Howard, go tell the butler that the servants need to be called to the main hall.  We need to start this inspection as soon as possible," the queen said.
"Yes, madam," I said as I bowed and left the room, very unhappily at that.

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Nov. 5, 2013 at 12:22 pm

"C'mon, squirt!" Two servants yelled at her, running toward the dining hall.  Firranda stumbled after them, struggling in her too-long robe.  She still wasn't used to all the ins and outs of regular castle life, but breakfast was one of the first hings she learned.  No one really knew exactly how many servants were employed at the caslte, so there was rarely enough food for all of them.  She would have to hurry if she wanted to eat before noon.
Before she even got close to the kitchen, a butler approahced her and told her she needed to go to the main hall.  Her stomach rumbled, and she felt ornery at having missed breakfast for something as trite as "inspections".  She was too young to have done anything, why were they bothering her.  Firranda stomped into the mess hall, lower lip pointed up in a pout.  Hopefully this inspection wouldn't take too long.

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VioletRoyalThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. replied...
Nov. 5, 2013 at 1:20 pm

I glanced over to the main hall door as it banged open, Firranda angrily stomping through the door.  With that pout on her face, I knew this was going to take longer than it needed to.
My father walked up to her and looked down at her with an arrogant look upon his face.  Even though I loved him with all my heart, I absolutely despised that look.  Lucky for me, I'm more like my mother, the kind, gentle one, than my father, the arrogant, selfish one.  
I watch as the king questioned her, walking around her, looking at her knowingly.  Did he know something about her that I didn't?  I watched out of the corner of my eye as Firranda gave him a long, angry glare, never breaking it as he circled around her.  I felt a mixture of pity for Firranda and anger at my dad for pestering her in such a way.  When he finally stopped questioning her, I watched as Firranda ran back out the door and as my father turned around with a smug look on his face.  I couldn't help the urge as I ran out the door after Firrania.

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Nov. 5, 2013 at 1:45 pm

Firranda refused to meet the king's eye.  She despised working here, and he knew it all too well.  He knew the only secret she had, so why was he so intent on questioning her?  His arrogance was overwhelming, it was as if he was using this opportunity to demonstrate his power over her.  The second the king finished, Firranda ran through the doors, hoping there was some breakfast left.  If not, at the very least, she could get some alone time.

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VioletRoyalThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. replied...
Nov. 5, 2013 at 2:12 pm

Howard kept right on Firrania's heel, following her to the servant's eating room.  He stayed outside the door, keeping the door open a bit, watching her as she slumped to the floor, exhausted.  Howard looked to the table where the food for the servants was usually at and saw there was none left.  Howard felt like he needed to make things right between him and Firrandia, so he ran to the kitchen and asked if there was food left, saying he had not eaten any breakfast.  After the chef had made him a plate full of scrambled eggs, bacon, pancakes, and fruit, he walked back to the servants' room, slid the plate through the doorway, and ran back down the hallway.

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readaholicThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. replied...
Nov. 5, 2013 at 2:21 pm

((lol third person now?))
No food; typical.  Just her luck for being targetting by the royal pain himself.  She picked herself back up, remembereing that things could be worse, and that now at least she had some time to herself.  She opened the kitched door, and shrieked when she heard it hit something.  Peeking through the door, she saw it was the prince.  Must've been running to hoard that food, she thought with a grimace.  Royalty could be so gluttonous, she thought.  Glancing up and down the hall to make sure no one had seen, Firranda jolted toward the servant's quarters, worried about what the prince would do if he saw it was her.

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VioletRoyalThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. replied...
Nov. 5, 2013 at 2:42 pm

"Wait, I got you some food!!" I tried to yell after her, but Firrania was too fast.  I slumped down to the floor, holding the plate in my hand.  I didn't know if I was ever going to get on her good side.  As the butler walked by, I asked him to give the food to the hungry children out in the street.  I really did care about the lower status, but I had to make myself seem conceited and not to care about anyone else when my father was around.  I hated acting like someone I wasn't.  As I stood up, the queen came around the corner with a huge smile on her face.  
"I have great news, darling!  The higher status girls have been invited to come to the castle today to meet you so you can pick your wife!" she exclaimed happily as she put her hands on my cheeks and leaned down to kiss my forehead.  "My little prince is growing up so fast!"
I was speechless.  I didn't know what to think.  I couldn't marry one of THEM!  All high status girls are snooty and spoiled.  I would hang myself before I dealt with that.  I backed away quickly and ran up the hallway.
"Honey, come back!  Where are you going?" the queen called after me, but I didn't stop.  I ran through the hallway blindly, tears filling my eyes as I ran out into the courtyard and fell to the ground in a heap and lay there, sobbing.

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Nov. 5, 2013 at 3:26 pm

Firranda slipped away into one of the towers, which were rarely used, to get away from roaylty and butlers for a little while.  She enjoyed being able to just look out the window and not worry about her wretched duties for a while.  As she gazed over the caslte grounds, her eyes were drawn to a lone figure in the courtyard who appeared distraught.  She couldn't make out who it was, but, feeling compassionate, she hurried down to the courtyard, looking for the person she saw.

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VioletRoyalThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. replied...
Nov. 5, 2013 at 4:09 pm

As I wiped away my tears, I heard footsteps coming my way.  I looked up to see Firranda a few feet away, walking towards me.  I shot up off the ground and took off.  "Wait!" she called out as I heard her begin to run after me.  As I thought I was getting away from her, I forgot about the steps in front of me and went sprawling down them and landed at the bottom in a heap, feeling like all the bones in my body were broken.  

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Nov. 5, 2013 at 4:57 pm

Not sure exactly why, Firranda rushed after the prince.  Normally she could care less about him, but obviously somehting was upset.  It never occured to her that royals had problems, maybe his scepter wasn't polished enough or something.  She gasped when he fell down the stairs, and hurried to reach him at the bottom.  "Are you ok, your majesty?  Should I get a doctor?"

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VioletRoyalThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. replied...
Nov. 5, 2013 at 6:33 pm

I groaned as I sat up and leaned back against the stairs.  Firranda rushed to my side and bent down.  "Are you ok, your majesty?  Do you need a doctor?" she asked frantically.  I looked up at her and said, "I wish you were royalty."  She looked at me quizically and sat down next to me.  I layed my head down on her lap and she tensed, but didn't move.  We sat there for awhile in silence until we saw a group of knights heading our way.

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readaholicThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. replied...
Nov. 5, 2013 at 9:28 pm

((sorry, but could you please not control my character so much? but if there's specific things you need to happen its fine))
Royalty, Firranda thought grimly.  This prince was just as spoiled as she imagined--for anyone else, putting their head on her lap out of the blue like that would be some kind of se.xual harassment.  She wasn't his frickin' mother.  He better have a good excuse for doing that, she thought.  Firranda breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the guards coming.  She gave them a friendly wave, removed the prince's head from her lap gently, and scurried away before the guards asked her any questions.

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VioletRoyalThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. replied...
Nov. 5, 2013 at 9:35 pm

(Sorry about that.)
As Firranda ran off, I began to question myself.  Maybe she wasn't the perfect girl for me after all.  She didn't seem to have any interest in me, so maybe I needed these higher status girls to come along so I could forget her and move on.  It would be a difficult task, but it might have to be done.
"The girls are here to see you.  Shall I bring them to you or would you like to come with us?" one of the guards asked.
I groaned as I stood up, rubbing at my sore neck.  "I'll follow you," I said as I gave a small smile and walked behind them with questioning thoughts running through my head.

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readaholicThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. replied...
Nov. 6, 2013 at 7:45 am

((it's fine, i'm just a control freak :D but again, since your character has a lot of the plot control, feel free to use my character to make something happen))
"Where'vya been, shorty?" A servant sneered to FIrranda.  "We have to prepare them uppa-class chicks to see tha prince.  Since ur young and uninitimidating, you gotta do it.  Stay dere until his royal highness dismisses you, don't go running off no more"
Firranda groaned inside, not the prince again.  Why did it seem like she couldn't get away from him today?  A part of her didn't mind so much...but he was acting kind of weird.  Some royalty thing, she decided.
Firranda checked the visitor's quarters, finding the snooty little rich girls.  She had to choke back her sarcasm as she curtseyed and "ma'am" the brats, silkily proclaiming that the prince would be there shortly.  Of course, they immediately sent her to fetch some scones, since sitting around waiting for Prince Charming took sooo much work.  Firranda ran to the kitchen, glad for the excuse to get out of there before the prince arrived.

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VioletRoyalThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. replied...
Nov. 6, 2013 at 9:26 am

As I opened the door to the visitor's room, Firranda brushed past me and kept walking.  I looked back at her longingly, but knew it would never work.  I sighed and walked into the room, but stopped in my tracks once I saw how many girls were in the room.  There had to be at least 25 girls in that room.  Once they saw me, they squealed, batted their eyelashes, and waved.  I gave a small smile and a bow in greeting.  Two of them got up and dragged me over to where they were sitting, sat me down, and I was instantly surrounded by all of them, each one of them wanting their turn with the prince.  This was going to be an interesting task to handle.

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Nov. 6, 2013 at 10:07 am

Firranda got the scones from the cook and slowly trudged back up the stairs.  She wasn't looking forward to seeing that prince again, especialy not surrounded by doting girls.  She definitely didn't want to be there when he picked one and the others got all upset.  Depresed charges were a servant's worst nightmare.  FIrranda pushed the cart with scones and tea through the door and sweetly crooned, "Your scones, your majesty.  Is there anything else I can do to be of asistance?"

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