Advisory Unneeded (semi-lit+)

[Noel]

If Ren had known that Sapphire had recognized him as the puppet ruler of the kingdom, he would have immediately turned and ran, and then remain sure to not leave his guards behind again. However much he hated the constant 'protection', Ren was sadly aware that he had no choice but to try to stay alive. If he died, there would be chaos; he was the last in line for the throne after all. And knowing his advisors, they would place someone who could be manipulated to their wishes even more so as king. Thus leaving death not an option Ren could risk. But Mark said he wanted to stay for this game the girl proposed, and it would seem very suspicious to suddenly leave. Not to mention, like those two, he hadn't exactly played many games in his life. And none at all, obviously, since he became king, unless the forever going cycle of manipulation and subtle rebellion between himself and his 'puppeteers' counted. Ren doubted it did, unsurprisingly.
"I'll stay, it's rare we have time for games after all." Which in all honestly was the truth. Ren merely shrugged at what Mark said, offering no visible reaction. He did not like how Mark seemed to be analyzing him, not one bit, and was very grateful to see him return his attention to the girl who gave the idea of a game in the first place. "So, what is this game anyways?"

The story was unraveling very nicely indeed. Who would have expected three children like them to end up in the same place? the king of the land, a boy who wanted him dead, and a girl who had fancied him and then discovered his identity. Heaven knew things couldn't remain normal after that, eh?

((I'm really sorry for the short posts. D: But the headaches are killing me, and I have to have Hikari help with these for that reason.))

[LEAVING]

((Really? You're freaking serious? So, because I didn't post 9 pages, I don't get to join? Sounds fair.)

[Noel]

((Your form was utterly illiterate. You barely posted a sentence for everything, and your characters position was ill-fitting.
This is a semi-literate RP, and your form was anything but that. To check, I did search your posts; all one-liners.
You would not enjoy this RP, and your posts would not be up to the level required.
If you have anything else to say on the subject, PM me. Post here again and I will report you.))

[pastelprincess]

Username: Tragedy. 

Name: Lane 
Nickname: Laney, but if you call her that, you better be expecting pain from her. She hates it.
Age: Sixteen 
Gender: Female

Description: Lane has medium, thick brown hair that tumbles to just past her shoulders in curls. Her skin is nearly that of a china dolls; pale and delicate looking, with the exception of light freckles that dust her cheeks, nose, and besides are randomly scattered among her body. Her eyes always appear to be reflecting storm clouds; a piercing, misty grey color. Something about her sets her apart from others. Because of it, she's been constantly picked on and outcasted. She's average height, lanky, and wiry. She appears to be delicate, but nothing breaks Lane. Nothing.    
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 120 pounds
Position?: Cousin to the king  

Personality: Lane is...Different. She's shy, yet outgoing at the same time, somehow. She doesn't like talking to people she doesn't know, unless she's intrigued. She tends to stick to those she knows. Lane is very hesitant to open up to people; even some of the people she's closest to don't know half her secrets. However, if anyone offends Lane in any way-no matter how well she knows them- she won't hesitate to snap back as hard as a rubber band breaking in half on someone skin. It burns. 
   Lane has always been 'the odd one out'. She's always been excluded from activities, the majority of the time. Her friends will do it without realizing, and other kids who live nearby. She's always been an outcast from her family; She doesn't look the same, isn't built the same, doesn't act the same. Considering this, shes never gotten along with her family very well. It typically will take time for Lane isn't one to tell a secret, no matter what. Instead of wearing dresses like most girls, she will instead pull on clothing mostly worn by boys her age. She's rather joust then have tea. She comes off as very strong. Unbreakable, no matter what.    
Looking to take the throne?: She's undecided, though she doesn't think so. It isn't worth the risk, in her opinion. Not to mention it must be boring. 
Crush?: Nope.

 

[Sapphy.]

Sapphire -

My mind raced, like it always did, but ten times faster. If I where to lunge at him in attempt to kill him, the gaurds without a doubt, would hang me for attempt of murder of the king. Not like everyone else was trying to do the same. If I ran, I would be caught by the gaurds, be found guilty as a theif, and then have my clever hands chopped off like the legs of a pig carcass at the butchers. I felt my muscles tensen. This wasn't good. It had been a while since I had been put into such a tight position. I was in a corner, without a doubt. The odd thing about it all was that I found a part of myself not wanting to flee. Or fight. The part that curiousity always killed. The one who played the role of the cat, who's fate was always to be tricked.

Yet, I had always found that to be my most troubling flaw. Even deeper than trust, for at least I was wary and catious of it. Curiousity popped up and then faded away at random times without leaving a trace. In all my worry, I had forgotten the game I had in mind. My eyes, which, if looked at carefully, you could notice the golden flecks, though they where faint, around my pupils, dancing like the toungues of flames; locked onto the boy's own eyes. ' I know who you are, yet why don't I flee? ' the thought ran through my mind, as if struggling to send him the thought. Telepathy, like some of the scholars that occasionally passed through the land, would call it. Though it was impossible.

"The game is one which is referred to as Hide and Seek, I believe. One of the people are 'it' and they look for the others. The first one caught is the next 'it'. I don't think there are any rules though..." I said, finally able to recall the game, the happy, chubby children playing it. A sudden flow of jealousy flowed through me, though I managed to fend it off. Like always. The game itself, however, was futile to the other too. "I will be it!" I declared happily, somewhat true, since I was very happy, despite my recent find, in finally getting to play the game. Futile, because, though I was small, and weak, like a child, there is something I had quite managed to expertise in. And that was tracking.

Finally closing my eyes and counting to 10, another series of sorrowful pangs hit me. The scariest thing was that I knew why. Because when I reached 10, I would either be dead, or looking for the boy who was the king, who I'd undoubtly not find.-

[Noel]

((Accepted, Tragedy.
Sleeping now. Will add your character to the list in the morning, and post then as well. Dead tired, it's late here.))

[~DoMo~]

Username: Lїттlє.Шїтcн

Name: Calypso Crutinay
Nickname: Caly
Age: 16
Gender: Female

Description: Calypso is a red head with beautiful amber eyes. Hey body style is slim and slender, curving down in small portions, but enough to make herself beautiful. She looks fragile, though, since she is skinny. Her skin is very pale, and she looks like she could easily blend in when it snows out side. Her lips are also a beautiful shade of pink, dark, but sweet.
Height: 5"1
Weight: 125
Position?(street child, merchant, foreigner, knight, craftsman, etc): Orphan in the Book Store

Personality: Calypso is a sweetheart, and she loves to help her friends, if she had any. She's quiet and shy, which is why she works in the back, sorting books. Once she opens up to someone, she can be a valuable friend. She loves to work in the book store, since it also gives her a place to stay. She doesn't get much to eat, but she still eats what the owners give her, which is more than enough, she just never eats much.
Any plans for the chaos surrounding the rule of the kingdom?: She actually has no idea on it, since she prefers to be in her own world and read.
Crush?: Ari Ryder, if that's alright.

[zippyzoo77]

((If you need someone to rp with tragedy, I'm free.))

[ѕнαdy]

Username: Twitch
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Name: Kierstyn Rose Davis
Nickname: 'Your majesty', 'Princess', 'Miss Rose'
Age: 14 years old
Gender: Female

Description: She is a decently tall girl with straight dirty blonde hair and bright hazel eyes. She has medium lips of a soft pink, and is often found blushing naturally.
Height: 5'5
Weight: 112 lbs.
Position?: Foreign Princess

Personality: -Can I RP this?-
Looking to take the throne?: Somewhat. Needs a husband first.
Crush?: None

[Noel]

((Not accepted infinite. You do not seem literate enough for this RP. PM me if you disagree.
Little Witch: Accepted.))