Masquerade Royalty (Accepting)

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ｅｌｅａｎｏｒ ａｎａｓｔａｓｉａ ｄｅｌｍｏｒｅ
princess of france - seventeen - single - outfit - speaking to nobody

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Eleanor groaned, hearing the voice of her servants coming into the room. She opened her eyes, slowly and slowly, then finally sitting up. "Good morning, milady. It's time to begin getting ready for the ball. We prepared a special bath for you, Princess Eleanor." Laurette, a servant, told her with a bright smile as others pulled the huge silver colored curtains of the way of the sunlight. "Thank you, Laurette, and special how?" Eleanor asked, pulling her covers off before walking over to the en suite; the others quickly behind her. "It's lukewarm warm milk along with the best pink and red roses in all of France. It's very moisturizing to your body and very enjoyable overall." Laurette told Eleanor. "I'll need you, Bonnie, Claudia, and Renne to bathe me. All of you may start getting my ballgown ready and decide on which mask I shall take. Quickly now before my mother and father return from hunting." They all nodded and left. The rest of the girls spent time to wash Eleanor up, making sure that the queen or anyone else, would be completely satisfied with her skin texture, color, and scent before drying her off then go into her dressing room to see her ballgown, shoes and mask.

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ｗｅｓｌｅｙ ｋｅａｔｏｎ ｍｃａｄａｍｓ
prince of russia - twenty - single - outfit - speaking to nobody

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Wesley got up from his sleep, being woken up by his man servant. "Time to get up, your highness." Wesley's man servant, Ruthor, said in a happy voice as he pulled the curtains to reveal the day. Wesley groaned and rolled in his bed, putting his blanket above his head and his face flat on the pillow. "Prince Prat, get up before your father, the king, kills me. Literally." Ruthor told his friend. He wasn't just Wesley's man servant, he was also has best friend and most trusted person. "Alright, alright. I'm getting up, sassy." The prince joked before climbing out of bed and into his bath. "I really don't need anyone. Just go fix up my attire and I'll meet you out there later." Wesley strictly said.

[Flaming]

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Meet Me

Let's Begin

Full name: Jamien Riley Lynn
Nickname(s): Jamie
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Prince/Princess of: Ireland
Suppose To Marry: France or Scotland

On The Mirror

Hair Color: Red
Eye Color: Green
Height: 5'6
Weight: 98

In Your Eyes

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Personality: Jamie is a fiery girl who has a mind of her own. She has a hotheaded temper that leads her into trouble, but usually doesn't care. Her normally passable accent thickens when she's angry, which makes it harder to understand. Inside, Jamie is sweet and caring. She's loyal to the very end and never gives up.
History: Jamie grew up in a educational household (Or should I say Castlehold?) Ireland believes in the traditional castle, so she grew up in a rather large one. With endless amount of amusement, she and her brother Thor, played among the halls. By the time she was eleven, Jamie would eavesdropped on important matters so she understood most of what was happening. That left her a keen girl who can see through lies
Likes: She loves to sing and dance. Jamie also likes competition, mostly win she wins.
Dislikes: She hates losing and never admits she lost. Jamie also hates the subject of spiders and tends to run away from them.
Fears/Phobias: Spiders, and clastophobia.

Masquerade Outfit

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[RoyalInTheDark]

{Catherine "Kate/Kitty/Re-Re" McAdams}{Russian Princess}

Catherine mumbled something in Russian to the maids, rolling over again to get out of bed. "You can tell my mother that the dress doesn't need any more fitting and I wants the moon mask not the black one." She says, putting on a silk bathrobe before walking over to the breakfast dart they had brought with them. One maid hurried off to speak with the queen about the dress and mask while the others started to prep the bathroom so she could start getting ready once she finished eating.

[~IshikawaPrefecture~]

[Accepted.]
Everything at Prince Toris II's Lithuanian royal house is going smoothly, even more relaxing than Hanyuu back at Japan. Toris got his outfit for the royal masquerade and the dish his family will bring at the ball are ready to go.
"Can I help you with anything else?" Toris asks eagerly. But what he got is a kind no thank you. This royal prince wanted to do his servant's work, but as Prince of Lithuania he doesn't have to do much work.

[Flaming]

~Jamien Riley Lynn~Irish Princess~

I lounged around my greeting room. The maids were already in my bedchamber, finishing up the last minute touches of my dress and mask. Today was the Masquerade and I was already bored. "Your Highness!" One of my maids beckoned. She was a small thing, no more than twelve with heavy blonde braids. Sighing softly, I got up in followed her. What I saw next left my gasping, a beautiful ruffled, purple dress lay waiting for me. The maids and lady in waitings had already started lacing me up in my corset. After a few minutes of lace pulling, they slipped me in the beautiful dress. After they were certain it was perfect, they started on my make up, adding a bit of rouge, on my already flushed, pale cheeks. After applying the lipstick, they tied my mask around my face and stood back. One of the maids walked forward and fastened a ruby pennant around my neck. Finally, inward ready to go.

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Keira Radke/Single/With: No one/Princess of: England

"Ma'am!" Called one of the helping ladies whom was walking quickly over to her. "You must get ready!" the young woman said hastily, leading her towards a large makeup table laid out with various accessories. Keira mumbled something under her breath before sitting down on the small cushioned stool and kept still as a couple ladies came over to do her makeup. She glanced at them before looking in the mirror at herself, thinking Do I really need to go?... she thought, crossing her arms across her chest.

[arron967t]

Let's Begin

Full name: arron Curran
Nickname(s): arron
Age: 17
Gender: male
Prince/Princess of: greece
Suppose To Marry: don't know yet

On The Mirror

Hair Color: blonde
Eye Color:
Height: 5'10
Weight: 110IB

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Personality:
History: to be rp'ed
Likes: seeing happiness
Dislikes: seeing people being made fun of
Fears/Phobias:

Masquerade Outfit

Dress/Tuxedo: tuxedo
Mask: a half white mask with a black feather
Shoes: black leather shoes
Jewelry: a silver ring on a my right middle finger
Other: to be rp'ed

[~IshikawaPrefecture~]

[Accepted. ^^]

[arron967t]

Who can arron rp with please)

[RoyalInTheDark]

[Right now everyone is getting ready to go to the ball.]