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10:25 PM - Full Moon

The stage was decorated with beautiful curtains of red, with amazing looking props(for the time they lived in, of course)that looked fantastically realistic. A band was playing their instruments in a beautiful, yet upbeat tone to keep the crowds awake, but still interested. Suddenly, the music hushed, and Elizabeth walked onto the stage, with the curtains behind her still closed. It was dark all around the square, but the stage was lit up with standing torches for lighting. Elizabeth's on-stage entry was a sign for the crowd to hush...and everything went silent.

Elizabeth
"A long time ago, after the fall of Übel, it is said that Mère gave two brothers of equal strength, but different minds, the rights to the land of Arcadia. One man was a warrior at birth and believed that only the strong would survive. He wanted to base the Kingdom off of the ideals of a military society, where young men would join the military at the age of 12, but not before being trained. They would be trained to feel not emotion, remorse, or pain. The other man, however, was of noble blood. A mage who was righetous, he believed that all creations were equal under the eyes of their mother, who watched them daily. The two brothers often quarreled over who should rule and why they were correct, when the warrior king-to-be left, vowing to take his rightful kingdom. Under the leadership of the honorable mage, the Kingdom of Arcadia prospered into a peaceful, bliss, and tranquil society. Until one day, on 43 A.U., the mage king had fallen to a mysterious disease...and the warrior king returned, with a force larger than the city's population" She smiled, bowed, and walked off the stage.

Anthony
Anthony was wearing a fake beard, with large armor that made him look more menacing. His wig was white along with the beard, with makeup to hide his true age. There were two other males behind him in fake uniforms, with a banner of crossed blades and a dragon on the flags that they held. "I, Zeth of Arcadia, have come to take my rightful place as king of Arcadia! Open your gates so that I may take my throne!" He boomed his voice, drawing his blade. Surprisingly, it was a real blade, and shun like gold under the moonlight. In response, a small, prop-made gate opened, with a handsome and strong-looking man walking out. It was the husband-to-be and he played the protaganist of the story, a Captain of the Guard who was a lost son of the mage king. "Why would a king draw his weapon on his own people, if it is true who you say you are?" He questioned the warrior king. In response, Anthony pointed his blade at the man, with a challenging voice, "If you wish to know the truth, face me, and you will learn the error of your ways."
Okay guys, I apologize for the time-skip, but it'll get the plot moving a bit forward.
Damn that post is so long.
Rare, a quick question. Are you a FJ user?
Aghh
I feel like I'm giving this Rp CPR, trying to keep it alive.
Jacob/Sam/Ben - Somewhere in the outskirts of New Orleans, at the Haggerton Barn

Jacob had come back from a small hunt, his hunting success had been starting to slim down over the past few days, mainly due to the population decrease of deer around the area. He knew silently in his head that his family of two would have to leave their beloved home behind, to find someplace more secure, with food, security, and shelter. In fact, the Walkers around the are were quite dimmed out for a while, but had recently begun to grow again. When he walked in through the screen door of his house, he slammed down his prize onto the table; five rabbits. Though it wasn't much to a normal persons eye, it was like food heaven for someone in the aftermath of some zombie outbreak. "There, I got the food we need for tonight. I reckon I'll have to go out again, maybe tonight or tomorrow early in the morning. Just hope the Walker numbers will thin out just a bit more, then we can-" He stopped, stared at his father rocking in his chair, and watched him.

Ben was just sitting there, in the room which he had kept photo's of him and his wife, Stephanie. She was his life, but she was taken from him. He had become so gray during the events that he no longer did anything to help anyone...he felt like dying right there, but not to Walkers. The sight of Walkers infuriated him with such a burning passion, you'd believe he was some ungodly wrath of the living. However, there he was, with a bottle of whiskey in his hands as he drank away. "Yeah...that's fine, Jacob." He sighed out, the bleak look on his face always staring at the photo's. Jacob was actually quite infuriated about this, yelling "What the hell is wrong with you? You really think if she was still alive that she would love someone like you!? You aren't the man she married anymore!" and anything else of the sort.

Sam, unlike the others, was outside in the field of the Barns, inside one of the fenced off area's that they kept pigs in. He had a hand full of animal feed, watching it eat from his hand, with his other he petted it's head and talked to it quietly. "So when do you think I can go to school again, Alfred?" The pig simply snorted as it continued to feed. "Do you go to school? Like a school for pigs?" He smiled at his own joke. It was the only thing to keep himself happy from the fights that regularly happened in the household.
Hey everyone, I was wondering on your thoughts about if I should make a map of the world?
Anthony

"What is it, I'm running short on time, friend." He tried to say that as politely as possible, but it was quite hard. He really was short on time though, as evening would come at about 2 hours from now. "I have a play I need to be a part of for my little sisters wedding, so try to be as brief as possible, please." He said, scratching the back of his hair. He looked along at all the different people. There was one large man with a smaller looking girl, who'm looked like someone he would call a goblin, however, she had the looks like a goddess, so he let her size slide from that one. Another, he noticed a girl almost the same height as Elizabeth talking to her, which he raised a puzzled look. Lastly, he examined the man in front of him more closely, noticing his height. He was slimmer, taller, and more wiser looking than him, but didn't look psychically strong.

Elizabeth

She continued to stare at her dress until another female had approached her. She raised an eyebrow and smiled as she watched her approach. She always welcomed conversation, whether she knew the person or not, and this was no exception. When she was asked her name, she got a bit flustered at the commotion, and smiled. "Yes, I am Elizabeth Tite, pleased to meet you. Have you come for the wedding?" She smiled more, reaching her arm out to shake the others.
Sweet! I'll get to posting right away!
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