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God damn this RP moves fast. I fell behind! Sorry guys I will read up right now! EDIT: Oh and when Trakel said he could pose as a toll booth I just pictured this.http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SbWg-mozGsU&feature=kp[/url
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I'm doing great! If this pace could pick up a bit I would be doing even better but seriously no complaints so far! :)
I'm looking forward to what's in store.
I'm looking forward to what's in store.
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Richard had seemed to be unnoticed when he hopped in with the horde of others. I mean come on how often do you see a crown on a frog? Oh well, this Miri chick seemed like she was legitimate to Richard. Even though the snack table seemed appetizing Richard had eaten quite a few flies on the way there. So Richard gave his full attention to what the woman said. He had no problems whatsoever, except with the rules that is. I mean he was a Prince after all how could he not seduce a princess? After all seducing her would make the kidnapping process A LOT easier. Well maybe they can bend the rules for him, either way nothing was stopping him from doing what he was trained to do.
He hopped up on to the table with the book for sign-ups after the speech and was the first to put his name on Team Super-Awesome-the-Best. Because that was clearly the better team, then Richard glanced down and saw Team Better-than-theirs. He quickly erased his name and put it on the later, that was clearly going to be better than the other team. Personally Richard wanted to go for the warrior castle, because who doesn't like a princess who's a bit fierce? Either way Richard just didn't want to go to the undead castle. That was not his cup of tea at all, he was not one with a strong stomach and would likely vomit at the sight of his foes.
Richard then hopped closer to Miri who was dressed, well let's just say Richard didn't want to be a frog at the moment.
"Excuse me madame?" He said finishing with a croak. " I know I don't look like much, but if you wouldn't mind kissing me I can explain my predicament with these rules a bit better." He croaked.
He hopped up on to the table with the book for sign-ups after the speech and was the first to put his name on Team Super-Awesome-the-Best. Because that was clearly the better team, then Richard glanced down and saw Team Better-than-theirs. He quickly erased his name and put it on the later, that was clearly going to be better than the other team. Personally Richard wanted to go for the warrior castle, because who doesn't like a princess who's a bit fierce? Either way Richard just didn't want to go to the undead castle. That was not his cup of tea at all, he was not one with a strong stomach and would likely vomit at the sight of his foes.
Richard then hopped closer to Miri who was dressed, well let's just say Richard didn't want to be a frog at the moment.
"Excuse me madame?" He said finishing with a croak. " I know I don't look like much, but if you wouldn't mind kissing me I can explain my predicament with these rules a bit better." He croaked.
We might need a defibrillator.... Anyone? Anyone? Bueller... Bueller.....Bueller...
(The description will be updated as RP progress')
Name: Richard Charming
Age: 20
Race: When Born: Human, Now: Werefrog
Appearance:
Job: Knight In Shining Armor or Prince
Skills & Abilities: Can catch flies with tongue, is fully trained to be a Prince and Knight (Sword fighting, singing, climbing tall towers, slaying dragons, courting princess', having good hair, charismatic.) , Is a great kisser (His tongue can work wonders), Is good in the sack (His tongue works wonders here too), has mad hops (5 foot vertical.) , Is exceptionally daring and brave (is an idiot and will try almost any stupid idea he is told to do.) , Is loyal to his allies, Is handsome, Is lucky when it comes to being harmed.
Inventory: When in frog form: A single gold crown.
When in Prince form: A single gold crown, a polished sword with golden handle, a shining shield, a silver chest-plate, his attire (as shown in photos)
Description: Richard was born into the charming family, a family who has always been wealthy and exceptionally good-looking. He was trained from day one to save a princess' from tall towers and slay mighty beasts in his way. He was also trained to believe all in the world would fall in place just for him. However when Richard was about the age of 14 he was spying on the witch who lived in the forest just south of the kingdom. He was spying on her through his telescope, she wasn't your typical witch. She was the old witch's daughter and she was around 20 something and considered by most to be quite attractive. So needless to say young Richard's hormones got the best of him and he was watching the young witch bathe (this was not the first time). The witch sensed an on-looker and as usual saw Richard spying on her. She was disgusted with the boy and she knew she had to act to make him stop. Usually she would just blind such a pervert but she was sick of this boy and wanted to do something permanent. So she said the first curse that came to mind and turned Richard into a Werefrog.
This meant anytime Richard felt unloved, or lonely at all he became a frog until he felt that he was loved again. Now Richard could talk in frog form but he does croak a lot mid-sentence. However life as a frog is hard, and convincing a royal family you're their son when you're a talking frog is hard. So it took a few days but Richard finally convinced a young princess to kiss him and then he immediately turned into his original form. He and his family have since battled this curse and no matter what they try it cannot be lifted. He lived with a 24/7 "nanny" who was the same age as him during a few of his late-teen years, they ended up getting into a romantic relationship as intended. And still during all this time Richard would change between his frog and prince-self constantly. The best way Richard has managed his condition is to just assume everybody and everything loves him and everything about him.
This overly-optimistic outlook on life has taken a toll on Richard over the years and he has grown to be a bit of a twit. He is a bit of an alcoholic due to being drunk makes his battle with the curse easier. His ignorance and arrogance is something to be admired, he knows just enough to woo a princess and get by. Also how to slay a dragon, he was forced to study flight patterns and flame heats as a child and dragons are one topic he knows his shit in. Even though he turns into a frog he doesn't know jack about them science-wise. He won't eat frog in any form for he believes it is cannibalism. Any wounds he experiences is shared in forms.
Name: Richard Charming
Age: 20
Race: When Born: Human, Now: Werefrog
Appearance:
Job: Knight In Shining Armor or Prince
Skills & Abilities: Can catch flies with tongue, is fully trained to be a Prince and Knight (Sword fighting, singing, climbing tall towers, slaying dragons, courting princess', having good hair, charismatic.) , Is a great kisser (His tongue can work wonders), Is good in the sack (His tongue works wonders here too), has mad hops (5 foot vertical.) , Is exceptionally daring and brave (is an idiot and will try almost any stupid idea he is told to do.) , Is loyal to his allies, Is handsome, Is lucky when it comes to being harmed.
Inventory: When in frog form: A single gold crown.
When in Prince form: A single gold crown, a polished sword with golden handle, a shining shield, a silver chest-plate, his attire (as shown in photos)
Description: Richard was born into the charming family, a family who has always been wealthy and exceptionally good-looking. He was trained from day one to save a princess' from tall towers and slay mighty beasts in his way. He was also trained to believe all in the world would fall in place just for him. However when Richard was about the age of 14 he was spying on the witch who lived in the forest just south of the kingdom. He was spying on her through his telescope, she wasn't your typical witch. She was the old witch's daughter and she was around 20 something and considered by most to be quite attractive. So needless to say young Richard's hormones got the best of him and he was watching the young witch bathe (this was not the first time). The witch sensed an on-looker and as usual saw Richard spying on her. She was disgusted with the boy and she knew she had to act to make him stop. Usually she would just blind such a pervert but she was sick of this boy and wanted to do something permanent. So she said the first curse that came to mind and turned Richard into a Werefrog.
This meant anytime Richard felt unloved, or lonely at all he became a frog until he felt that he was loved again. Now Richard could talk in frog form but he does croak a lot mid-sentence. However life as a frog is hard, and convincing a royal family you're their son when you're a talking frog is hard. So it took a few days but Richard finally convinced a young princess to kiss him and then he immediately turned into his original form. He and his family have since battled this curse and no matter what they try it cannot be lifted. He lived with a 24/7 "nanny" who was the same age as him during a few of his late-teen years, they ended up getting into a romantic relationship as intended. And still during all this time Richard would change between his frog and prince-self constantly. The best way Richard has managed his condition is to just assume everybody and everything loves him and everything about him.
This overly-optimistic outlook on life has taken a toll on Richard over the years and he has grown to be a bit of a twit. He is a bit of an alcoholic due to being drunk makes his battle with the curse easier. His ignorance and arrogance is something to be admired, he knows just enough to woo a princess and get by. Also how to slay a dragon, he was forced to study flight patterns and flame heats as a child and dragons are one topic he knows his shit in. Even though he turns into a frog he doesn't know jack about them science-wise. He won't eat frog in any form for he believes it is cannibalism. Any wounds he experiences is shared in forms.
Charlie sat at a small table, he was quietly drowning his sorrows in the rum that could've stood on it's own. He had his one too many ten drinks ago and now it was just shameful. He was currently humiliating some scumbag inbred who thought he could beat Charlie in a game of chess. It could've been checkmate three moves ago but Charlie liked toying with the man.
Nito was having great fun drunkenly arm wrestling anyone who challenged him. Pounding back various alcohols, he raked in the money. Various challengers were placing bets against him, but he had yet to find a worthy opponent. One of the only people he had yet to arm wrestle was a man playing chess at small table. Feeling brave and strong, Nito walked to the man's table.
"Care to arm wrestle? That is, if you think you're man enough."
Charlie looked up at the man and grinned, he took a swig of his rum and returned to his chess game. He moved one of his pieces quickly and said "Checkmate." with rum filling his breath. He then proceeded to ignore the man and walked to the bar to put his empty mug on it.
Nito was not pleased with the man ignoring him. As the man walked past him Nito grabbed another man's drink, and chugged it. He then approached the man who was now at the counter. He sat on the stool directly next to the man, and looked at him. "I don't like being ignored mate." Nito said in a slightly aggravated tone. He could already feel his temper start to flare.
"And I don't like being hustled." Charlie said with a mild tone to his voice. "How stupid do you think I am? Why don't I just give you my money and you can go buy a whore with it. Leave me be."
"Who is it you think you're talking to?" Nito said with even more venom in his voice than last time. "I don't need your money, bum." With that last remark Nito bought another drink and slammed it down in front of the man as if to challenge him.
Charlie retaliated by cool and collectively ordering two shots with a wave. He then slid the man the shot and said "Okay fine, but first we drink." He raised a glass in the air with his non-dominant hand and locked fists with the man ready to arm wrestle with the other.
Nito picked up the shot, and locked hands with the man. Also raising his glass he tensed his arm, ready to arm wrestle. He quickly slammed the shot and nodded to the man showing his readiness.
Charlie smiled and drank his shot then slammed it back on the bar. "The winner gets my lucky dagger." Charlie said as he held a shined dagger up high with the hand he had free.
"Alright the loser also has to buy the winner as many drinks as he..."
Quickly Charlie slammed the man's hand on the bar and raised his hands both in victory. He smiled at the man and grabbed his hand shaking it. "Name's Charlie my good friend, you owe me quite a few drinks."
If Nito was angry before, now he was downright furious. "I wasn't ready." Nito said shaking with rage. "We go again. On my go. I'm not buying you anything unless you actually win." Nito placed his arm on the table waiting for Charlie.
Charlie laughed a drunk laugh. "Once a champ always a champ my friend. I actually did actually win! My good friend Edwin the bartender can attest to that." Charlie said pointing to the bartender who was cleaning glasses.
"I've never seen or spoken to you before." He said in a grizzly tone and continued his work.
Charlie laughed and turned back to the man. "Oh shut up Kane or whatever the hell your name actually is!" Charlie sheathed his dagger and locked hands with the man. "Fine if you're such a sore loser I'll beat you again." Charlie had no intent on winning. He decided to let the man break his hand against the wood of the bar rather than his whole arm fighting the brute strength.
"Glad you came around." Nito said smiling. As soon as he was done talking he pushed with all his strength. The smaller man flew over the bar counter, slamming into the rack of bottles. With a great crash Charlie fell to the ground and Nito stood up taking a bow, to mock him. "The name is Nito by the way." He said in an arrogant tone.
Charlie sprung back up and immediately threw a bottle from behind the bar at the man's head. It shattered over the side of his skull and Charlie then dove back over the bar and tackled the man. "Nice to meet you." he managed to gasp out as they crashed to the floor.
Just outside of town, Drolock, Nito's pact beast and companion felt a twitch of pain. He could sense that Nito was in trouble. Not wanting to interfere and cause more trouble for him in the city, Drolock sent his pact partner a burst of his own energy.
Nito could feel Drolock in his head. Thankful for the new burst of power the brutish man grabbed Charlie around the neck with both hands as he kicked him, flipping them both. Nito sent punches flying into his opponent, and threw him off of him. "Likewise." Nito choked out as he gasped for air.
Charlie rolled on the ground and the whole bar roared. Everyone was yelling and cheering around them and it was more attention than was appropriate during a time of martial law. Charlie held his ribs and rolled himself quickly over to a table, he then stood using a chair as leverage. Then he grabbed the same chair tightly with both hands and "took a breather".
Nito could hear and see guards rushing into the bar to stop the fight. Nito was no friend the empire, and from what he could tell neither was Charlie. However they were still fighting and so Nito rushed at Charlie, tackling him through the window into a market place. He realized that quite a crowd had been drawn. Guards surrounded the pair, and Nito cursed under his breath.
Charlie stood slowly brushing himself off and ripping a piece of glass out of his arm. The splinters would have to come out later, he then sighed. Turning to his hopefully circumstantial ally he said. "How much do you hate guards?"
"I hate the empire quite a bit." Nito said to his enemy turned ally. "What do you say we give a little bit of resistance to the tyranny?"
"Go for the throat." Charlie said and then readied his dagger.
"I have a better idea." Nito said thinking his plan through. "Stay behind me." A split second later Nito charged the guards breaking through their barrier that had surrounded them. Then both of them went dashing for the outskirts of town. Nito just wanted to get to Drolock, and get to safety.
Nito was having great fun drunkenly arm wrestling anyone who challenged him. Pounding back various alcohols, he raked in the money. Various challengers were placing bets against him, but he had yet to find a worthy opponent. One of the only people he had yet to arm wrestle was a man playing chess at small table. Feeling brave and strong, Nito walked to the man's table.
"Care to arm wrestle? That is, if you think you're man enough."
Charlie looked up at the man and grinned, he took a swig of his rum and returned to his chess game. He moved one of his pieces quickly and said "Checkmate." with rum filling his breath. He then proceeded to ignore the man and walked to the bar to put his empty mug on it.
Nito was not pleased with the man ignoring him. As the man walked past him Nito grabbed another man's drink, and chugged it. He then approached the man who was now at the counter. He sat on the stool directly next to the man, and looked at him. "I don't like being ignored mate." Nito said in a slightly aggravated tone. He could already feel his temper start to flare.
"And I don't like being hustled." Charlie said with a mild tone to his voice. "How stupid do you think I am? Why don't I just give you my money and you can go buy a whore with it. Leave me be."
"Who is it you think you're talking to?" Nito said with even more venom in his voice than last time. "I don't need your money, bum." With that last remark Nito bought another drink and slammed it down in front of the man as if to challenge him.
Charlie retaliated by cool and collectively ordering two shots with a wave. He then slid the man the shot and said "Okay fine, but first we drink." He raised a glass in the air with his non-dominant hand and locked fists with the man ready to arm wrestle with the other.
Nito picked up the shot, and locked hands with the man. Also raising his glass he tensed his arm, ready to arm wrestle. He quickly slammed the shot and nodded to the man showing his readiness.
Charlie smiled and drank his shot then slammed it back on the bar. "The winner gets my lucky dagger." Charlie said as he held a shined dagger up high with the hand he had free.
"Alright the loser also has to buy the winner as many drinks as he..."
Quickly Charlie slammed the man's hand on the bar and raised his hands both in victory. He smiled at the man and grabbed his hand shaking it. "Name's Charlie my good friend, you owe me quite a few drinks."
If Nito was angry before, now he was downright furious. "I wasn't ready." Nito said shaking with rage. "We go again. On my go. I'm not buying you anything unless you actually win." Nito placed his arm on the table waiting for Charlie.
Charlie laughed a drunk laugh. "Once a champ always a champ my friend. I actually did actually win! My good friend Edwin the bartender can attest to that." Charlie said pointing to the bartender who was cleaning glasses.
"I've never seen or spoken to you before." He said in a grizzly tone and continued his work.
Charlie laughed and turned back to the man. "Oh shut up Kane or whatever the hell your name actually is!" Charlie sheathed his dagger and locked hands with the man. "Fine if you're such a sore loser I'll beat you again." Charlie had no intent on winning. He decided to let the man break his hand against the wood of the bar rather than his whole arm fighting the brute strength.
"Glad you came around." Nito said smiling. As soon as he was done talking he pushed with all his strength. The smaller man flew over the bar counter, slamming into the rack of bottles. With a great crash Charlie fell to the ground and Nito stood up taking a bow, to mock him. "The name is Nito by the way." He said in an arrogant tone.
Charlie sprung back up and immediately threw a bottle from behind the bar at the man's head. It shattered over the side of his skull and Charlie then dove back over the bar and tackled the man. "Nice to meet you." he managed to gasp out as they crashed to the floor.
Just outside of town, Drolock, Nito's pact beast and companion felt a twitch of pain. He could sense that Nito was in trouble. Not wanting to interfere and cause more trouble for him in the city, Drolock sent his pact partner a burst of his own energy.
Nito could feel Drolock in his head. Thankful for the new burst of power the brutish man grabbed Charlie around the neck with both hands as he kicked him, flipping them both. Nito sent punches flying into his opponent, and threw him off of him. "Likewise." Nito choked out as he gasped for air.
Charlie rolled on the ground and the whole bar roared. Everyone was yelling and cheering around them and it was more attention than was appropriate during a time of martial law. Charlie held his ribs and rolled himself quickly over to a table, he then stood using a chair as leverage. Then he grabbed the same chair tightly with both hands and "took a breather".
Nito could hear and see guards rushing into the bar to stop the fight. Nito was no friend the empire, and from what he could tell neither was Charlie. However they were still fighting and so Nito rushed at Charlie, tackling him through the window into a market place. He realized that quite a crowd had been drawn. Guards surrounded the pair, and Nito cursed under his breath.
Charlie stood slowly brushing himself off and ripping a piece of glass out of his arm. The splinters would have to come out later, he then sighed. Turning to his hopefully circumstantial ally he said. "How much do you hate guards?"
"I hate the empire quite a bit." Nito said to his enemy turned ally. "What do you say we give a little bit of resistance to the tyranny?"
"Go for the throat." Charlie said and then readied his dagger.
"I have a better idea." Nito said thinking his plan through. "Stay behind me." A split second later Nito charged the guards breaking through their barrier that had surrounded them. Then both of them went dashing for the outskirts of town. Nito just wanted to get to Drolock, and get to safety.
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