Dr Lovecraft

Describe the person above you in three words or less.

See-Through Wings

An important choice: who will she choose? A futuristic royalty rp.

Duke Strax von Catterwall

Strax nodded approvingly when told that the princess would meet him when she was ready. When the castle guard shouted "Halt!", however, Strax froze, both arms instinctively going to his weapons. After the briefest of glances, however, he realized they were speaking to the young woman from earlier. Strax relaxed, though he was a little puzzled why such a stern tone had been used on a member of the staff. He was even more confused when she responded as if she had done something wrong. Was it normal for them to shout at their workers in this manner? Perhaps she was incompetent and needed a sterner hand? Before he could solve this little riddle, a voice rang out from the stairs, announcing the arrival of the princess. She was a beautiful creature. Thin, but beautiful. The duke fell to one knee, placing his right fist over his heart and bowing his head. He was here to impress, true, but he understood the chain of command well, and she outranked him. It wasn't until she spoke to him directly that he rose to his feet, standing straighter than he had before. "I thank you, Princess Tavia, for your most gracious welcome. I am Duke Strax von Catterwall, and it is my great honor to meet you." He took no offense to annoyance on her face. She was, after all, the princess. "And I thank you for your concern, princess. My journey was indeed secure, if uneventful. I am quite eager to face the challenges you have prepared for me, your highness."

Describe the person above you in three words or less.

Cold Blue Skin

An important choice: who will she choose? A futuristic royalty rp.

Duke Strax von Catterwall

After a moment the door was opened, revealing a young woman and two of the castle's guards. "Announcing the arrival of Strax von Catterwall, Duke of the Free Queendom of Catterwall!" Declared Strax's own guard. His were much better trained than theirs, and would not answer a question they had not been ordered to. Finally. Strax thought, eager to speak for himself. "Indeed! I heard tell of a princess who would decide her suitor by way of tournament, and decided immediately I must meet her!" He answered, striding boldly through the door. The woman was already making her way out of the room. "A member of the staff, I assume?" he asked, pointing casually at her. He waited for the guards answer as he cast his eyes over the interior of the palace. It was far more... elegant, than his own. Well, my sister's now. May she rule long and bear a stronger daughter. There were no visible scars or battle damage, no trophies of battle won on display. Still, it was a palace. Should worst come to worst, the guards would be able to fend off attacks with great advantage. "So, will someone be telling my men where to take my things, or will they be searching for it themselves?" He jokingly asked the guards. "More importantly, I am to meet the princess now, or should I head to my room first? Having spent the last eighty-three hours being trapped within one vehicle or another, I'm quite anxious to stretch my legs."

Word association Game!

Compilation

Grayscale : A World in Black & White

Laura

Laura's scribbling was interrupted by the teeth grinding sound of porcelain against porcelain as the life sized doll made it's way to the table, sitting down next to the teenage ghost across from her. "Is this Hell?" it asked, mostly to the boy next to it. Despite it's overtly feminine design, it seemed to have the voice of a boy, likely the same age as the teens. The only other woman in the room laughed, a cold, flat laugh that contrasted harshly against her elegant visage. "Is this Hell?" The woman repeated before muttering something self pitying. Her voice was just as flat and unkind as her laugh. The normal looking teen moved like he was going to sit down next to the ghost boy, but the cold woman had beaten him to it, so he was forced to sit between Laura and the doll. He gave Laura a smile and small wave as he sat down. A single, skeptical eyebrow rose of it's own volition at the gesture. Still, there was no reason not to be polite, so Laura made herself return the gesture. Well, the wave at least, a single, low energy flick of the wrist, before turning and answering the doll's question. "No, this isn't Hell. I doubt such a place even exists. This is a dream. My dream. I'm not sure what you lot are meant to represent, but I'm sure I'll figure it out once I wake up."

Laura began examining the odd dream figures in closer detail when something else caught her eye. The white door that the cartoonish specter had entered through was rapidly diminishing, and after a few seconds, had disappeared completely. The spook demanded they tell it a secret as the scenery changed. They still seemed to be on the ceiling, though the fan had disappeared. There were two new doors, a white one on the ceiling with them and a black one on the floor above them. The possessed table repeated it's request with slightly more clarity. "O n e s e c r e t . . . O n e k e y . . . N o m o r e." The table began to laugh, it's frame creaking from the strain. Despite it's cartoony nature, the sound was beginning to creep Laura out. She had had nightmares before, however, and knew how to handle them. After taking a second or two to collect her thoughts, she fixed the furniture with a hard stare and began laughing along. "HA HA HA HA HA. AAAHA HA HA HA HA HA." There wasn't even an attempt at humor in her voice, pronouncing each "ha" as an individual word. She stared down at it for a moment longer before crossing her legs and laying them disrespectfully across the table's surface. A moment later the doll asked "A secret? A secret from all of us or just one secret. There is a difference." Laura looked over at them, her eyebrow now cocked in curiosity. "Good question." she commended them. "Hey, ya hear that?" she asked the table loudly, tapping one of her heels against it's top. "Which is it? One each or one total? Speak up!" This was all very uncharacteristic of her, but it was her dream and she'd do what she wanted.

Grayscale : A World in Black & White

@LadyAnnaLee
Nah, it's fine. I asked in order to give everyone else a chance. ^w^

Word association Game!

Minecraft

An important choice: who will she choose? A futuristic royalty rp.

@Dr Lovecraft
In that case, feel free to move your character sheet to the character tab. :3

An important choice: who will she choose? A futuristic royalty rp.

@Theory of Happy
I see no problems with it, so long as @Vampiretwilight approves. :3