Do I Have What It Takes To Be The Princess? ~New and NEEDING

[~Star Grace~]

Once the maids saw that the girls were done eating, they quickly rushed in and swept off the plates and cups, which were to go to the kitchen to be cleaned. Then the jester scrambled in, and bowed, "Presenting, His Majesty, the Prince," the jester said, then bowed away. James walked in, and smiled, giving a little wave. "Hello ladies. It's so very nice to meet you all," he said cheerfully, then fell silent and looked towards the jester. The jester quickly regained his posture and cleared his throat, "Ah, yes. Well the Prince will sit over in that chair and then each one of you will go and meet him for five minutes. We will call you up in alphabetical order," he said importantly. The prince then seated himself and waited patiently. The jester called the girls in alphabetical order, so they knew who would go after and before them, "Here it goes; Lady Eleanor Brize, Lady Isabella Chapman, Lady Evangeline Fitz, Lady Violet Fyre, Lady Truly McKay, Lady Gabrianna Morder, Lady Isilee Singer, and Lady Haley Zoezecker," the jester said.

[iWonder]

Username: ....

First Name: Truly

Last Name: Mckay

Age: just barely seventeen

Kin: She has a little brother and three older sisters who are already married.

Description/Pic: please note: she is blind so there.

Personality: She tries to be positive and happy so she doesn't affect other people. She adores poetry and listening to stories. Being from the richer class she also likes to be outside. She loves the feeling a nature around her. She wishes she could see it. At home and where she is comfortable she can be fun to be around. But in strange places she is very nervous and shy. And she has a slight problem with stuttering. She is very bold.

Eye Color: a hazy light brown

Skin tone: a nice in between of tan and pale. She loves being outside.

Height: five feet and four inches

Pets: she has a guide dog. Benvolio. He is a good dog and she only needs him in places unfamiliar and outside.

What do you think about the Prince: She thinks it is rude to have an opinion about someone they have never seen or met. But she has her expectations. The stereotypical prince figure would be what she imagines him as. But being she doesn't know him that is just a foundation to build on.

:Morning and the other ones. Evening.

How bad do you want the crown: Not very badly, she feels that she would be useless without the power to do something.

Other: Her maid is named Inga. And I own Frozen. I love that show.

[~Star Grace~]

(Accepted, thanks for joining!)

[iWonder]

(Okay, where might I step in?)

[~Star Grace~]

(You could say you've just finished eating.)

[iWonder]

(Got it.)

Truly sat in the high backed chair, staring at the place her plate would have been if it was still there. As the Jester spoke she began the rub the table cloth between her thumb and forefinger, she barely looked up when she heard the prince speak. "Likewise." She said quietly then returned her blank gaze to their starting point. She leaned over to the girl on her right and whispered "m-may I ask what color the table c-cloth is?" She was simply curious.

[ChirpyFox]

-Eleanor Brize-
The girl stood first as her name was called and quickly locked gazes with the prince. Her hair slung over her shoulder carelessly as she slowly walked up to him. El curtsied to him, "Hello, my prince. I am Eleanor Brize. It is very nice to finally meet you in person" She says lightly a small white smile shining through.

[iWonder]

Truly listened, learning from what she heard, that must be Lady Eleanor Brize . She thought, playing with her bracelet.

[**Stars Align**]

Isilee thanked the maid that cleared her plate and cup and then the jester came in. She listened to him rattle off the names of the girls in the order that they would meet the prince and Isilee fought the urge to roll her eyes. She then decided to focus on learning the names and faces of the girls by heart so there wouldn't be any awkward moments later. The first girl stood up. Eleanor Brize. She focused on her and committed her face to her memory and then she looked around at the other girls. She was second to last in this order and she was just fine with that. It wasn't like she was dying to meet this guy. She did wonder what they were talking about. Nevermind she didn't care, that was their own personal business. The girl that was sitting on her left asked her what color the tablecloth was and she told her that she honestly didn't know. "Perhaps a beige" she told her. "I'm Isilee"

[ChirpyFox]

♕ N A M E ♕

--Annabelle Hunter Gauel

♕ G E N D E R ♕

--I am a girl, believe it or not...

♕ A G E ♕

--Belle is 17 years old

♕ B I R T H - D A Y ♕

--November 6th, 1996

♕ S T A T U S ♕

--Single

♕ O R I E N T A T I O N ♕

--Heterosexual

♕ M O T H E R ♕

--Cameron Lisa Gauel

♕ F A T H E R ♕

--Daniel Micheal Gauel

♕ S I B L I N G S ♕

--Libby Reagan Gauel[Deceased]

♕ P E T S ♕

--Duncan - Belgian Shepherd

♕ D R I N K ♕

--Arizona Tea

♕ M O V I E ♕

--Toy Story Series

♕ B A N D ♕

--5 Seconds Of Summer

♕ A N I M A L ♕

--Okapi or Red Panda

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♕ T U R N-O N ' S ♕

-Well kept hair
-Blue eyes
-Childish and playful
-Serious when needed
-Converse
-Beanies
-Nice Smile
-Admits they aren't perfect. Yet,, tries to convince her she is.
-Musically talented
-Accents

♕ T U R N-O F F ' S ♕

-Smoking
-Swearing
-Touchy
-Doesn't appreciate things they have
-Judgmental
-Cowardly
-Bad hygiene

♕ B O Y F R I E N D M A T E R I A L? ♕

--Annabelle has many,many problems including mental disorders, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder, Abuse and Anxiety. So, she needs someone who can be there for her when she needs him, if someone can't handle her crying fits,mood swings, or horrific panic attacks then she could never spend the rest of her life with him. Belle was also abused in her childhood, meaning someone who is ''hands on'' would frighten her and she couldn't live with them. If he happened to be disabled she may not want to get with you, not that she is rude...But they have problems of their own, and could not care for her as well as they could when they didn't have to worry about themselves.An always dreamed someone would sing her to sleep after a hard day or after one of her attacks, or someone who would go on midnight walks when she can't sleep, or someone who would pick her up and put her on his back and run through the streets of a town.

WIP