[♔♕ // we could be royals ] closed

[ghostie,]

♔ // 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬, 𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐠𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐬 // ♔
twelve royals, one school. the sons and daughters of royalty from
all over the world, packed up and sent off to a luxurious boarding school
in switzerland to learn how to be prim, proper and everything else expected
from a soon-to-be king or queen. but the teens have other ideas in mind.
drinking, partying. nothing is off limits when you're drowning in money.
♕ // 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧' 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐥 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 // ♕

[ghostie,]

// 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 //

one. all tess/cs rules apply
two. max of two characters per person. if you have two, you must have even genders
three. keep all forms and ooc discussion on the discussion thread
four. this is semi-lit. please try and write at least 250-ish words per character per post!
five. drama within the rp is encouraged but not outside of it
six. all genders, sexualities and races are welcome! date whoever you want, just not your own character (if you have two)
seven. please pm me for any reservations. they last 48 hours
eight. if you are going to be away for over two days, pm me to let me know
nine. characters should be between 16-19 years old; countries cannot be used more than once per gender
ten. please turn off signatures when posting on the main thread!

[ghostie,]

𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬

france // éloise ardoin | 17 | rhysand.
australia // charlotte kane | 18 | baby blue
italy // verose "rosa" lee | 18 | 02_sc
russia // name | age | ~stories untold.
japan // mieko "ivy" saito | 18 | wildsight
taiwan //  chien (l) lanfen (f) | 19 | artemis
united states // fyonae elodie damora-gold | 18 | gaia,

𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬

united kingdom // wesley mountbatten | 18 | rhysand.
south korea // jung-su "jay" moon | 19 | f(x)
china // zhuy chia-jung "lotus" | 20 | ji-min
luxembourg // alphonse duchamps | 18 | intristin
germany // henning kühn | 19 | knife wife.
spain // antonio garcía | 17 | wildsight
taiwan // chien "carter" kuanlin | 19 | artemis

[ghostie,]

𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬

the campus // all other school buildings, etc. are located on campus grounds
the classroom // where all their academic classes are held, from algebra to world history
the lounge // where the young royals are supposed to hang out; they never do
the hang-out space // their actual hang-out space; casual clothes, mini-fridge, video games; very un-royal-y stuff
the athletic center // for all their sports needs; fencing, basketball, volleyball, the works

this rp is set in a sort of dystopian present-day world. modern technology still exists, but countries are mostly all monarchies. for example, we could have a princess from America if someone wanted. they have phones, video games, etc.

𝐮𝐩𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬

current weather; around 20 degrees celsius; mostly sunny; late spring
current relationships; n/a
current plot; students are settling in; classes begin in two days; party tonight in wesley's room

[ghostie,]

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[ghostie,]

|| 𝐖𝐄𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐘 𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐍 ||
( age. eighteen | sexuality. straight | country. united kingdom | gender. cismale | location. common area | tags. open )

"ay cheers mate thanks for bringing my bags up." wesley said, tipping the bellboy who brought his luggage up to his room. shutting the door, he turned to survey the large room. everything in it was quite modern. a king sized bed, centred in the middle of the room. a dresser and a large walk-in closet. a large desk and a few bookshelves. attached was an en-suite bathroom. there was also a couch and some beanbag chairs in front of a flat-screen tv. he'd need to get some video game consoles for that, wes thought.

wes started to pull his suitcases over to the dresser and closet, and began unpacking. he then found he had no motivation to do that, so he grabbed his phone and flopped onto his bed. maybe he'd call his parents. he scrolled through his contacts list and clicked on his mum's number. it rang a few times before she picked up. "wesley! how was your flight, darling?" he heard his mother's posh voice say through the speaker. "hi mum, yea my flight was great." he replied, because hey, when you're flying on a private jet, it's bound to be good. wes chatted with his mum for a few minutes before she handed the phone to his father, the king. "wesley my boy, enjoying yourself so far?" wes snorted. "pa i've only been here a few hours!" he replied, shaking his head. "ah, you never know!" his father replied. after a few more minutes, he hung up and laid back on his pillows. since he still didn't feel like unpacking, wesley decided to go explore the place.

heading downstairs, wes spotted a few of the other royals arriving. he quickly found what appeared to be a lounge of some sort, and was thrilled to find a wii plugged in to the tv. 'hell yes' he thought, and turned it on. he found a disk of smash-bros and put it into the console. settling back onto the couch, he started playing, already feeling at home.

|| É𝐋𝐎𝐈𝐒𝐄 𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐎𝐈𝐍 ||
( age. seventeen | sexuality. queer | country. france | gender. cisfemale | location. her room | tags. open )

as her limo pulled up to the front gates, éloise was taken slightly aback by the sheer size of the place. her palace in france had been large of course, but modest compared to some of the other countries' royal lodgings. the driver got her bags out, and put them on the sidewalk. "merci monsieur!" she said, taking a suitcase in each hand and starting the walk up the campus drive. when she reached the front door, a maid let her in and offered to have someone take her bags up to her room for her. él thanked her and left her bags with the lady. she slung her purse over her shoulder and started walking around.

éloise came across the kitchen and greeted the staff, grabbing an apple before heading back out. she found her way upstairs to her room and found her bags already inside. she was pleasantly surprised by the quality of service. she was a little wary of going to the school, she didn't really enjoy leaving her family behind. sighing, she turned on some music and started unpacking her things.

[Evelysia]

( ♔ ) ──𝐕 𝐄 𝐑 𝐎 𝐒 𝐄 ，
xxxrole. princess of italy & loc. common area & gender. female & sexuality. heterosexual & mentions. n/a & tags. wesley

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Verose was, by far, tired. The trip had been a long one and the fact that she'd gotten there a bit late caused her to lug all of her belongings up herself due to all the maids already helping the others. After finally managing to get all of her things up to her room, she'd take a look around. It was a nice room, better than she expected. But possibly her favorite part was the small walk out balcony. As she went out, she'd lean against the railing as she watches some of the others arrive. The breeze felt good on her skin and it reminded her of fond memories with her late brother at the beach. He always protected her and took care of her. And he'd always told her that he wanted her to live her life for herself; the way she wanted it. Which was now a rather hard task, considering she was now in line for the kingdom. She missed him a lot, but she wasn't the type to get down like that. No, she had to remind herself. This place is a new beginning, and she wouldn't let herself waste it. But heavy fell the weight of the crown.

In the end, Rosa appreciated she'd brought her things up herself. If she hadn't, they'd probably have caught her sneaking in Lark. She just couldn't leave the poor girl at home while she was here. Lark was her brother's cat, and after his passing, she'd taken a liking to Rosa. As she opens the cage, Lark slips out rather quickly, curious about their new setting. After wandering around and checking the place out a bit, she'd lay down on the bed and curl up. Rosa loved her dearly. She was a beautiful, tan, long-haired manx cat that was very photogenic. She'd smile at her before looking around. At some point, Verose knew she'd have to go out and buy a few things to make the place feel a bit more like home. Right now it was bland, but she'd spruce it up. And the first order of business were the beautiful fairy lights she'd brought with her. It took a while but, after a few tries and a bit of clear tape out of sheer annoyance, she'd finally strung them up around the room. It gave the place a cozy feeling, one that would definitely be great for sleepover should she ever have one. They could watch movies in the dark, and have the lights giving the room a warm glow. Perfect, Verose thought.

After laying down on her bed for a bit, she'd get up and feed Lark before taking a moment to change into some more comfortable clothes. She wasn't the type who felt like she had to dress to impress. She was fully aware of her thicker, curvy physique and honestly was too lazy to put much effort in unless she felt like it; and right now she was too tired. She'd throw on black tank top and some grey sweats along with a pair of plain black vans. She'd also adjust the multiple necklaces she had hanging from her neck before brushing through her thick dirty blonde hair and fixing her mascara. That was the only makeup she wore, ever. She liked the way her long lashes looked with it. Afterwards, she'd make her way out of her room. She had nothing better to do so exploring seemed like a good idea. After a while of walking around and getting a good feel of the place, she had found herself in a place that resembled a lounge. The first thing she noticed though, was a guy sitting and playing the wii that was plugged into the flat screen. "Whatcha playin loser?" She'd smirk playfully before leaping over and onto the couch, landing on it with a soft thud. She'd lean back into the corner of the couch before resting her elbow on the armrest. Right about now, she regretted dressing so comfy. She could practically fall asleep on the couch as they spoke.

[intristin]

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[ghostie,]

|| 𝐖𝐄𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐘 𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐍 ||
( age. eighteen | sexuality. straight | country. united kingdom | gender. cismale | location. common area | tags. verose )

wes cheered when he won a battle in smash-bros, and started to play another game. he leaned back into the couch, comfy in his grey sweats and champion hoodie. at one point, he stood and asked a butler for a ginger ale. he got the drink and thanked the man, returning to his game. wes had always loved playing video games, but now that he was here he hoped he'd have more time to play them than when he was at home. he quickly knocked back the ginger ale, and soon fetched the butler again and asked him to bring him a few, as well as some oreos, if they had any. and lo and behold, they did. munching happily, he continued to kick butt in smash-bros. he usually played as yoshi or bowser.

wes was then caught by surprise when a female voice spoke from behind him before someone landed on the couch next to him. he didn't pause his game as he replied, "smash-bro's". it was only when he caught a glimpse of the girl in his peripheral vision that he paused the game, turning to see this girl. she had wavy blonde hair and fair skin, and was, in wesley's opinion, stunning. giving a smirk, he reached out a hand. "i'm wesley, but you can call me wes," he said, introducing himself. "and you are...?" he asked.

|| É𝐋𝐎𝐈𝐒𝐄 𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐎𝐈𝐍 ||
( age. seventeen | sexuality. queer | country. france | gender. cisfemale | location. her room | tags. alfie )

él jumped when a melodious voice sounded over her music. she look up, taking in the figure standing in her doorway, then she realized who it was. she hit pause on her music. she groaned. "agh, not this roi de cons," she mumbled, tilting her head back and sighing.

"you finally pissed off your parents enough to send you away i suppose?" she asked, her english fluent but spoken with a french accent. she had brief interactions with alfie throughout her life, due to them both being from french-speaking countries. whenever they were at the same royal function as kids, he was always trying to pull some sort of prank on her. to no success of course; she knew better than to fall for his antics. and of course she heard the stories of his royal disasters. pranking the greek ambassador, and all the other things he's done. he had a reputation, to say the least. she wasn't surprised to see him here. él walked over and leant against the foot of her bed, arms crossed.

[guh-huh!]

♚ ( ＨＥＮＮＩＮＧ ＫüＨＮ ! ! )

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xxx it wasn't quite afternoon yet; but henning stared at the rising sun with tired eyes through the limo's window. the proud, bronze, shining eyes on the prince's chiseled face glimmered in the breaking light. the young man's sleep was as restless as it had ever been, and he awoke to a stabbing pain in his spine. the prince hated sleeping in the car, and had he had his pick, it would have been his last. henning pulled himself into an upright position, his jaws parting in a wide yawn before snapping shut almost automatically. he brushes some of his unruly hair to to the side of his face, and shakes off the lint that managed to climb to his jacket while on the seat. placing his feet on the empty seats beside him, henning realizes how empty the limo truly is. just him, his belongings, and the driver separated by a sturdy, black sheet. it's really a shame the driver doesn't want to talk, the music in the front blaring a song henning knows like the back of his hand.

xxx"manchmal fühl' ich mich hier falsch, wie ein segelschiff im all," he hums along with the lyrics. now that he thinks of it, he really should be singing in english. his parents had prepared him with multiple tutors to become fluent in many languages, good for future reference, he supposed. but if meeting new friends meant that he couldn't use his native tongue, he was fine with that. henning sings along is his sweetest voice, and manages to get the driver to roll up the windows further. so much for pleasantries. some people could be so rude! cheeks puff, and the man is dutifully flipped off while he has his back to him. nevertheless, he takes a breath to settle his defiance before he eventually lines up to the front gates.

xxxhenning doesn't wait long for the gates to open, and the driver shifts out of his seat to open the door for him. almost like an anxious puppy, henning wriggles out of the car door before he can let him outside. despite his plan, henning still has to wait for the driver to get his bags out of the backseat. however, henning doesn't need help gathering up his items, finding his designated room, and sprawling his items across the bed. it's not like he's going to sleep anytime soon anyways. he's got places to see! henning tosses a small bag over his shoulders with the essentials: his water bottle, phone, and a few kinder bars if he gets hungry along the way. oh, and his keys too. it'd be a shame to get locked out on the first day. and just like that, he makes his way to scout out the campus.