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Mark !

[angelshy]

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[grifforik]

Username: Grifforik
Name: Rinji (or Rin for short)
Gender: Male

Personality:
Rin is very serious almost all of the time. He is very much a princely child and is mostly aloof and quiet. His nature has always been about helping and protecting others and he's fiercely loyal and doggedly determined to learn how to make the most of himself. His goal to become a protector and a Guardian is lofty to be sure, but its one he is bound and determined to follow through with. His boundless energy and determination make him a target for teasing, which he usually takes good naturedly, but he can only handle so much teasing before he gets his feelings hurt (a hurt he hides behind a mast of indifference). However, he makes up for it by being incredibly helpful and sweet, he's always willing to help friends and loves to go on adventures.

Likes:
-The quiet of the forest during the morning. Rin's favorite time is when the world is walking up.
-Sweets, like most little boys he loves anything sweet, though pie is his favorite (blueberry being the key to his little heart)
-His family, though he wants to travel he also wants to go home home some day and show them his ability to protect them (even if they don't think they need it.)

Dislikes:
-Sitting indoors, he'd rather be running around outside, he's not a fan of being cooped up, it makes for boring times and sad times.
-Being teased about his size, hes very sensitive about his size.
-Storms, he's always been a little afraid of them so doesn't like them because he doesn't like being afraid.
-Anyone who might tease or harm anyone he cares about, he's small but tough.

Collects:
Rin loves different kinds of arrows, and tends to collect them, he has a neat little stash of them hanging on his wall. The crazier the better. He's something of an archer, as part of his training, but mostly he just likes how different they are from other things, they take a lot of craftsmanship and care to make, and while he's still clumsy at it, Snow is teaching him how to make basic arrows, ergo his appreciation for well made interesting ones.

Story:
The day wasn't particularly cold, or hot, it was a beautiful summer day and the little viscet who sat in the shade of a huge tree could only think that it was dismal. His family had their plans and their life, this forest was vast, and he a prince of the blood, should have more to do. He'd rarely seen his parents lately, though they were loving and amazing, they had very busy lives. And Rin was too little and too nervous to actually feel good about joining them. He had no interest in running a kingdom, nor any interest in learning how to. His mother and father were amazing at it, and his brother had not interest either (his brother was who he was closest too, another soul that would rather not be royal, and would rather follow his dreams, but he still loved the family and took part when he needed to), but all little Rin ever wanted to do was protect it. He had a warrior’s spirit trapped in a tiny body, he knew he’d never grow big enough to protect the kingdom and had eventually asked to be allowed to travel, something his parents allowed, and so for a year and a day he’d been traveling the wide forests of their world. And here he was now, sitting all alone (his escort having been forced to repair their wagon) staring at the cloudy sky and sighing to himself.

Where was the action? The adventure? Where were the monsters to fight and the glory to have? He was small, but fierce. He knew if he only had the chance to prove himself he could show the world that prince Rin was something more than a wandering son.

He sighed again, and squinted as he spotted something moving along the road, it was a tall cream and spotted viscet, wearing the trappings of a forester, with a bow and quiver of arrows slung across his shoulders, he looked both confident and cool, as if he could handle the world. Rin was instantly stung with an idea, maybe he could get this male to take him on as his apprentice! Rin was small and quick to learn, and if he was anything as good as his gear he would be able to teach Rin all about the forest and how to protect it, for the viscet was a Forester and from the little crown on his tunic he was one of the human king’s foresters, the emerald on the crown showed that he was THE Kings forester, the head of his small army of them, they were the best of the best, they protected the people, and that was exactly what Rin wanted.

He leapt to his feet in excitement, he wouldn’t waste time waiting, or asking around, no one would dare fake the forester sigle it was too important and too well known. Better to forge one of that of the army (for it was not large and it was rather easy to get into, it didn’t take much to hold a spear after all).

“Sir!?” Rin called to the male, running to catch up to him.

“Hm?” The male muttered glancing around curiously.

“Um.. hello, I’m Rin…oh errr, I’m Rinji, and I want to become your apprentice!” He said, all in a rush and slightly out of breath, he was excited and scare, and elated all at the same time. This was his chance!

“No thanks Kid, I have enough on my plate as is,” the male shook his head and turned away, walking with long easy stride.
Rin was temporarily stunned, he hadn’t thought anyone would say no. What should he do? And before he could stop himself he trotted after the male to catch up, staying just behind him. If he wouldn’t teach him now, then Rin would follow him until he either gave in or something happened. Either way, it was more fun than staring at the sky and being depressed.

“Go away kid,” the male growled over his shoulder, walking faster, obviously annoyed.

“Never,” Rin muttered, puffing to keep up with the male, almost running.

Rin followed him through the town, and out into the forest, he tripped over so much, got his tail caught in several thickets and managed to scratch his nose on a stick he stepped on that slapped him in the face, and still he grimly followed, trying to keep up.
Suddenly the male stopped, and started laughing, he turned and looked down at little Rin, who was covered in dirt and leaves and had a large scratch on his poor nose, and smiled at him.

“You’re not going to give up are you kid?” he said, eyes bright with something Rin couldn’t figure out.

“No.” He said, defiantly, voice full of suspicion, he couldn’t understand what had changed.

“My name’s Snow Steele, but you can call me Snow, or Sir. And if you’re going to follow me you need to learn how to walk quietly, because right now every forest creature can hear you coming from miles around,” he chuckled, and helped dust Rin off.
“I know, its what I want to learn.” Rin said, a tab bit resentfully.

“No need to be snappy kid, we’ll fix that quickly enough, now, the first thing you gotta do is…”

And that was the beginning of his training to be a Forester. Rin was well on his way to making his family proud, but he had so many more adventures ahead of him that he didn’t know about. Soon he’d meet a real Guardian of the forest, someone even Snow showed respect too, and eventually, though he didn’t know it yet, he would find friends and his purpose in life would be complete.

Friend story:

Once when they were running through the forest we stopped at a weird giant tree that had windows and a door on the front, Rin wasn’t sure why they’d stopped or what they were doing. Snow seemed confident as he strolled into the ‘yard’ that was surrounded by flowers and weird growing plants. It was oddly charming and nicely set up, and Rin felt a sort of peace descend on him. Until the door opened and two little female visects poured out. They were chatty and bold and asked Snow a million questions before he’d made it a few feet into the yard.

He laughed and patted them both on the head affectionately, and Rin felt a pang of jealousy, that they got instant affection from his teacher but he had to work for it, how was that fair? He felt his face freeze in a cool expression, he would feel nothing. But before he could work himself into any sort of anger the girls spotted him and rushed over, much to his dismay. They asked him a million questions, and he couldn’t answer a single one before they posed another, they were cheerful and sweet, but they wouldn’t let him get more than a half word out before asking a different question. He looked desperately at his teacher, who only shook his head and grinned, miming that they were his problem.

“Girls!? Are you bothering the poor boy? And Snow you beast, you know better than to let them go on. Let him answer a question before you ask a million more,” she admonished the girls, her voice was both firm and affectionate, she obviously cared a great deal about them.

Rin was relieved that they’d stopped talking at him, and glanced over to thank the kind female with the lovely voice, and was instantly startled, and alarmed. She had scars on her face and body, she was missing half her ear and her tail had been cut off. Who would do something like that?

He went hot then cold, the ever present sense of responsibility inside him and his own honor made him very aware that this was a possibility in this world, he knew, in an abstract way, that bad things happened, but here was the result, a beautiful female with scars from whatever horror she’d survived stood firm and happy, she was an example of what he would fight for, and he suddenly realized why Snow had brought him here, to see with his own eyes what he would eventually face. Would he gain scars like that someday? Probably. Would it stop him from trying? Never.

He felt a well of emotion spring up in him, but before he could figure out what it was, the girls were off again, and finally he was able to answer some of the millions of questions thrown his way. He even began to enjoy their company, they were intelligent after all, not just nattering fluff brains.

He found out that the female was Mamma Pie, and the girls were Flora and Sabaku (Saba for short). Saba was the more outspoken of the two and Flora was a little shyer. Flora was the one responsible for the weird plants and Saba for the cute little creatures he kept seeing, together they apparently helped heal the animals and people of the forest, along with Mamma Pies help.

These were the people that Rin would someday fight for, and they were good people, people he would come to know very well, and even think of as an extended family someday.

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Headshot by me. Both gifs from Giphy, and the FB in the tree is by me as well

[Strudel]

Lovely bab <3 congrats to the proud parents <333
IDK if I'll have time to try out or not between everything else, but just in case I do I want to res (and put down some ideas I have)

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Name: Miguel
Gender: Male
Story On Will Or Will Not He Or She Carrie On The Prince Or Princess Duty: "Rebel", feels like he couldn't do his duties because of his dwarfism/PPS state, kind of a loner, loves his family but feels like a burden because of his own insecurities, tends to not complain or get in the way over anything, loves to watch his brother carve wood, still lives with his parents because he's underage, plays piano maybe? Or violin? Not sure what he'd do when he's older yet.
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Res with he will, he feels non complete if he doesn't//
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[mikey]

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res with rebels and runs away, he looks up to his brother. Works at a coffee shop and is moody. Like a teen bruh. One day his parents come in and he freaks out :') >.>
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Story On Will Or Will Not He Or She Carrie On The Prince Or Princess Duty: Mariana will take on the duty of being a princess but not without some hiccups along the way. She is a rebel at heart and can be quite the troublemaker for her parents. Discipline just doesn't seem to work on her, which is probably because she looks up to her brother so much. She is often found frolicking through clouded and river woods forest instead of learning what it is to be a princess, and is quite the free-spirited girl. But at the same time she has a big heart and carries strong morals. Mariana feels like she needs to carry on the duty because her brother has not, and she feels like someone has to carry the torch for when their parents die. She doesn't regret her choice and is actually quite proud of it, nor does she dislike her brother for putting her in this situation. She is happy to take on the duties, it's only because their boring and Mariana perfers to have more action in her life. (wip)
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Username: wicke Name: Tasha Gender: Female


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Story: It was during the chilling winter, the ice thick and dangerous and the snow clinging in clumps that crunched underfoot. In the dead of the night, on viscet was awake, staring at the skies and trying to figure out if she could navigate with only the stars as her map.

She would have to see. But stars looked the same everywhere and in all truth she'd be hopelessly lost.

"Well ain't that just a cup o' tea. Can't even find me blasted way outta 'ere."

She growled lowly and and then sighed. Try as she might she knew she didn't belong here. She was no princess. Far from it.

A princess was prim and proper and sweet and kind. Not rash and impulsive, sharp tongued or rude. She just didn't belong here, but neither of her parents seemed to understand that.

If only she could just find a better replacement for her kingdom, someone who was herself.

Tasha walked through the woods, the quiet moon gleaming high above her, softly glowing.

She was making her rounds, a bow and a satchel of arrows strapped to her back.

She was not interested so much in being royalty, but her elder brother had the right idea it seemed. He carved her this very bow at her request and even the arrows saying that if she was going to parade around with it then she'd better be prepared at least.

Her archery lessons were the highlight of her day, she thought as she turned a corner, hearing the familiar snores of guards. Must've been the late shift.

Well she won't tell if they don't.

As she walked around her parent's kingdom, taking in each and every well known tree and stone she thought about her brother. Was he truly happier? He seemed to be. If anything his life was his own and while mother and father didn't pressure her she knew they wanted a decision.

So what was her decision?

She stopped and pondered.
As much as the chill of the wind and the tremble in the trees whispered great secrets about the life outside of her kingdom, lives written in stories, in legends and rhymes, her mind reminded her of her duty. She could not just run away. There was no successor.

No heir. The kingdom would run amuck. That is what rationality told her. She sighed softly.

"Until that bloody heir cones then I will be ruler" she vowed quietly to the wind, the moon and the stars. "I will be Queen"


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Likes
-Reading: She reads
a new book,
a new story
every day.

-Archery:
It's unlady like
and improper to
put one's bow at
the table at dinner
time but besides
that it an amazing skill.

-travelling:
Anything to go
see what it's like
outside her kingdom
which she will have
to rule one day herself.

Gold (money):
Alright well, the truth is out
This girl loves money. Why?
Perhaps it's in her nature.
But anything that so much as
shines or jingles is just
something she loves to pieces.

Dislikes

-Knitting/Sewing:
She hates it with
a passion and always
pricks her fingers.
Her stitches always
come out wrong or sloppy.

- Uppity advisors:
Don't get her wrong,
she knows everyone is
entitled to their opinions,
she herself included, but
she cannot stand know-it-alls
who pretend to know better
than she and try to 'act' smart
rather than 'be' smart.

-Responsibility:
Really it's the reason
she's in this mess.
Her brother got to
go and live his dream
life as a wood carver
while she's stuck trying
to get out of there.




Personality: Well you have to understand, Tasha will carry out her duties but she won't exactly be quiet about it. She speaks her mind, constantly. In fact there is nothing she encountered that she will not give her two-cents on. Such as being 'lady-like' or 'proper'. While she'd love to be a rebel and leave the royal life behind, there's a lot in her mind that tells her not to leave quite yet.

She's a very intelligent girl and while she pretends not to care for her studies, books are literally all she treasures. She has a trove filled to the brim with adventure, with life. And while she wants is to have one on her own, she needs to develop her own skills to help her to take care of herself. Often times one may see her carrying out mundane chores or tasks that a subject can easily do but Tasha is very stubborn.

Still she must not leave, not without a proper successor to come after her since she's the only one left. She is envious her brother's life and wishes she could hold that type of freedom, but there will come a time for that. She is currently planning her escape and her replacement for the throne and if it could just fall into place, it would work out perfectly.