ＭＹ ＱＵＥＥＮ [magic/royalty, open]

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heavy is the crown on her head, ye
t she wears it as if it is a feather. ther
e is determination in her eyes, strengt
h in her heart,and the will to survive r
esides in her soul.she is you, a warrio
r,a champion, a fighter, a queen. she
is as clever as the devil, and twice a
s pretty. she needs not your sword t
o protect her, for she carries her own
. she is my queen.
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welcome to Larenta. the kingdom of war
and pain. three years ago, larenta was
thriving. a brutal competition was held to
find larenta’s prince a queen. two cousins
of the same house and power battled it out,
and one won with the full support of their
family. the looser had always been the black
sheep, but this pushed her over the edge. she
stole important war plans, and brought them to
a rival country. because of this, larenta failed in
war, and the cousin became queen of this rival
country. the house that was in charge of the
military has now been almost wiped out, and forced
to go into hiding. if a cease fire isn’t arranged,
larenta may crumble.now, the cousin has agreed
to travel to larenta and discuss peace.

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marriages and family
when two people from different houses are married, it is usually not out of love, but for power. the woman will keep her maiden name, but move to their husband’s estate. they are highly expected to produce children, who will inherit their father’s ability and most of his traits. they will take his last name, and all of his power of something were to happen to him. each house has their own physical traits, and personality traits found here.

high lords
the high lords have their own house colors, seal, and govern their own fraction of land.
larent- navy blue and gold- the capital- seal
maedron- silver and black- the national arsenal and front lines- seal
rivra- light blue and silver- the west ocean bay and river villages- seal
flanda- red and orange- the southern deserts seal
floria- green and white- the eastern prairies- seal
storon- purple and gray- the western mountain range- seal
woudona-white and yellow- the southern peasant slums- seal
snakeskin- green and black- the central woodlands- seal
velocitos- orange and black- the high moors- seal
fixitris- white and black- the southeast cliffs- seal

may add more later

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larent- house of mind manipulation
king [1/1] cyril larent|male|38|apricotflyer
queen [1/1] diana maegdon|female|35-40|kurami
crown prince [1/1] tyberias larent|male|18|kurami
younger prince [1/1] ayron larent|male|16|campfires
maedron- house of metal manipulation [1/15]
charlize maedron|female|17|campfires
name|gender|age|open
rivra- house of water manipulation [1/5]
caspain rivra|male|24|heavy rain
flanda- house of fire manipulation [2/5]
andreas flanda|male|18|open
anastasia flanda|female|17|sodie pop
floria- house of plant manipulation [0/4]
name|gender|age|Moana,
alder floria|male|19|zeronos.
storon- house of weather manipulation [1/3]
alexandria storon|female|18|campfires
name|gender|age|open
woudona- house of healing [1/5]
julienne woudona|female|17|apricotflyer
name|gender|age|open
snakeskin- house of animal manipulation [1/3]
ravenna snakeskin|female|20|heavy rain
velocitos- house of super speed [1/3]
morganna velocitos|female|19|apricotflyer
name|gender|age|open
fixitris- house of light manipulation [2/4]
jedreck fixitris|male|17|mystery101
luna fixitris|female|17|kurami

*names in latrena are chosen carefully. the female’s names tend to be long and fancy, and the males are short and powerful. etc, candenzia for a girl and voltron for a boy

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i only minor cussing will be allowed, and even that will be kept to a minimum
ii maximum of four characters for now
iii only two of your characters may compete to be queen
iv lgbtq+ is accepted, but in the roleplay, it will not be allowed, so same gender romances must be secret
v no killing other people’s characters unless you have their permission
vi pm me about relationships with characters such as crushes of forbidden romances so I can add it to relations.
vii reservations last 30 hours, the spot will be reopened if a competed form is not posted
viii post all ooc and forms on the discussion thread, please
ix no excessively designed posts please
x have fun

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❛ ⊱ 𝙰 𝙻 𝙴 𝚇 𝙰 𝙽 𝙳 𝚁 𝙸 𝙰 || Daughter of Storon || I always feel like I'm drowning in myself...
xxxxxfemale ⋅ heterosexual ⋅ palace ballroom ⋅ tags;; open
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alexandria walked into huge wooden doors, into a ballroom the size of her entire estate. everything was in good and blue, the larent house colors. she wore a skintight purple dress with a back that dipped down all the way to her upper waist in order to show off her tattoos of lightening bolts, her house seal. the sleeves were long, ballooning at the wrists. the storon wore caked on gray eyeshadow, something she had protested against. her hair was straightened to hide her poof of natural curl, twisted into a sleek bun on the top of her head. she was devoid of metal, always weary of maegdons.

alex glanced around, looking for someone to talk to. most everyone was here, but for the few late ones. food was plastered on a long, clothed table, but most people veered away from it. glassss of champagne traveled around the room, which she decided it was best to leave alone.

❛ ⊱ 𝙲 𝙷 𝙰 𝚁 𝙻 𝙸 𝚉 𝙴 || Daughter of Maegdon || I always feel like I'm drowning in myself...
xxxxxfemale ⋅ heterosexual ⋅ guest room ⋅ tags;; open
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in charlize’s eyes, there was no problem in running fashionably late. the metal manipulator let her maid braid her silky silver hair into tiny braids, then braid those into an intricate twisting silver masterpiece on her back. while she did this, she was still constructing her dress. so far, she had an entirely silver dress with a train of metal that was pressed so finely in flowed like fabric. now, she just added more details. another silver edge dangling ok this shoulder, another replica of her house seal here. she wore only metal, even her teeth were capped in silver. not to use, but to scare. she remembered her father saying “charliize, the quickest way to an opponent’s defeat is into their heads.”

when she was finally done, she thanked her maid with a wave of her hand and walked into the hallway, toward the ballroom. her six inch steel heels clacked on the floor, her dangling sharp ended earrings brushing her shoulders. she hoped everyone was already there- dramatic entrances were her favorite.

❛ ⊱ 𝙰 𝚈 𝚁 𝙾 𝙽 || Young Prince of Larent || I always feel like I'm drowning in myself...
xxxxxmale ⋅ heterosexual ⋅ palace ballroom ⋅ tags;; open
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there were people in his house. all ayron could think of was the people in his house. sure, they’d had balls before, but these were young ladies willing to fight for the crown. upon his little throne beside his parent’s and his brother’s, he turned his head to look at the queen throne, then looked at how many people were staring at it with hunger in their eyes. gulping, he used his powers to scab out everyone’s intentions. end a terrible tradition. earn house recognition. those two were good, at least. become powerful. make their house powerful. that was defiantly not good.

he hoped his father could sense it, and choose a good bride for his brother. the young prince wore a simple velvet suit with golden buttons. the crown on his head was much smaller than his brothers, not that he cared. wearing one this small already gave him headaches. he turned his attention back to the mass of people in the ballroom, silently wishing he could get through the night without having to talk to any.

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♛ ᴛʏʙᴇʀɪᴀꜱ ʟᴀʀᴇɴᴛ
Crown Prince|Male|18|Ballroom|Tags; Ayron

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It felt unfamiliar, he looked unfamiliar.

The simple deep navy blue pinstripe suit fit him snug, though he opted to keep the jacket of it open. Instead of a simple white dress shirt underneath he went with a darker color; black. It complimented his darker features such as his deep brown eyes and his ebony hair, a contrast to his brother who was of blonde hair and blue eyes. Last but not least was the secondary color of his house; gold. The buttons of his coat and the small pin of his house symbol placed on his chest shined that luxurious color, and so did the crown on his head. It was simple yet elegant enough to make an impression, and it was different from the much smaller one his brother wore.

He couldn't sleep last night, he was on edge because he knew this was the beginning of the end. He always knew this day was coming, ever since he was a child his father would remind him of what would happen when he would turn eighteen; the curse that was placed on him from this lineage.

As he meandered through the crowds of people, stopping to greet and chat as he should as he was future king, he couldn't help but pry into their thoughts; what did they really want, what were their true intentions behind shoving their daughter into a petty fight for a crown in which should be his own right to choose. Some of them were typical; to rise in the social ranks or to heed attention to their house. But others thoughts he wanted to wipe out completely.
The prince turned his attention from such and eventually spotted his younger brother Ayron, his typical irritated and bored expression softening at the sight of him. He walked up to his brother and offered a weak smile before it faltered into a frown, "They're all power hungry fools," he'd comment quietly, "I wish it wasn't me who was stuck doing this; a betrothed not even of my own choosing being forced upon me through petty games..."


♜ ʟᴜɴᴀ ɴʏx ꜰɪxɪᴛʀɪꜱ
Fixitris House|Female|17|Ballroom|Tags; Open

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She stared at her reflection through the towering windows of the ballroom, the familiarity of the darkness outside comforted her for the time being. She always knew this day was coming; it was the day she dreamed of since she was small, or rather what her mother and father dreamed for her. She had prepared for months and years; and tonight was the night she would be tested against the other girls in houses above and below her own.

The overwhelming presence of people was enough to throw her off her kilter, only momentarily though. Her eyes would drift towards the thrones towering above all else, they were truly a sight to behold. She could see herself sitting upon the one next to Tyberias the prince, a smile creeping on her lips before she quickly shifted back into the poker face expression. She's known Tyberias for quite some time, although he can be cold and snappy he was also gentle with those he cared about. But she knew the reasoning behind the cold demeanor of his; it was a tragic one at best.

Her eyes shifted towards her brother, wanting to run up to him and ask him if this was all a dream, that if he pinched her she'd wake up days before this nerve-wrecking night. But she resisted, instead her frail fingers touching the single amethyst earring she wore; a symbol of her and her sibling's close relationship. She had hoped she could find someone to talk to, one of the girls that was competing that she actually enjoyed talking to such as Anastasia, but she couldn't find her fiery spirit in the crowd, so she stood by the window and continued watching outside.