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Palm Beach Royals: Senior Year

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Sir Honeycutt

Name:
Eileen Hamdyn
Alias:
Marsden Honeycutt
Title/Occupation:
Knight and Merchant
Nationality:
St Claudia's Island, associates with Usamolia
Age:
43
Gender:
Female but living as a man
Sexuality:
Homosexual

Appearance:

Mars is an extremely tall individual, standing at about 6'6". He has a thin, willowy figure that hides strong muscle. His blonde hair is worn long and sometimes braided. His eyes are an icy blue. His face is made of strong, chiseled lines with a hint of the feminine to them and his flesh is a near moonlit pale. He is ethereally graceful, movements that one would not expect from a man capable of beating another to death. He prefers dark colored clothes to accentuate his very pale skin. He has a scar over his chest taken from a gunshot wound, which has also removed what little breast he had to begin with.

Interests:

Fine parties, fancy meals, and dance. He loves to be out in society and visiting the men's clubs where he can converse deeply about political affairs or philosophy. He did not start out as a man of knowledge but has found an insatiable thirst for it. He is also a great fan of sport, owning his own hound dogs for hunting. He has a keen eye for horseflesh and an even better one for a good deal. He is a shrewd and masterful man of sale. He also enjoys flirting with women and giving them pleasure - though he claims a battle injury for never removing his own clothes.

Personality:

He is a calm and charming man. Warm, gentle, and with the sweetness of a perfectly ripened fruit. He carries the maturity of his years as well as his time spent on the battlefield. Mars often wears a gentle smile and is quick to give compliments. He is known as a rake, charming merchant's daughters but never settling himself. He is adamant about always paying his debts but also to never allow himself into the red. While he is happy to spend money on the ladies on which he dotes, he is truly a frugal man and does not spend more than is necessary.

History:

Eileen was born a poor girl on the streets. Her mother was a woman of the night who died when Eileen was 8. The girl supported herself by selling flowers until, as luck would have it on one fortuitous night, a young man died in front of her. She was 14 at the time and was curled up in a doorway outside of a tavern. The man was merely a few years older than she, obviously a man of wealth, and with a face and build similar to her own. Perhaps a half brother? She never knew. He died, addicted to the drink (or perhaps stronger stuff) long before his time, and she saw her chance to step out of the streets.

Eileen became Marsden, stealing his clothes and his identity. At his 'home', Mars found that his 'mother' had a serious illness which leads her to drink copious amounts of morphine. Or perhaps the morphine gave her a very serious illness. He also found that the estates were in shambles due to the stupid young son's habits of drinking (or other addicitve habits) and gambling. While there was much of the world the new Mars did not understand, he knew about money. He had watched countless transactions, been on the wharves for the arrival of goods, and snooped plenty in his time to begin repairing the estate. This took two years of penny-pinching and careful planning. Though just a youngling he had grown to be quite a prosperous businessman. He only planned to grow it more.

Then, Mars decided to go to war for Usamolia where he earned the name 'The White War Elephant'. It was a chance to prove himself and perhaps earn a title to go along with his burgeoning wealth. He became an infamous sniper on the battlefield and ruthless in his pursuance of the enemy. He rose in rank and was eventually knighted by the Usamolian court for his valor in the field. He had taken a gunshot wound to the chest and continued to fight, eventually beating an enemy general's head in with the butt of a musket. He was 23 when the war finally ended and he went back home. Mars found his mother had passed while he was away and the servants had kept up the place. He had also found that his investments, cleverly done, had quadrupled since joining in the fight. Mars was a very rich man indeed. He lived his life, only occasionally having nightmares of his time in the field. No longer poor and starving. Happy.

Actually, @Congee, I have one more question... During the Georgian era one of India's exports was Opium (making up nearly half of its trade) Is there a similar case to Usamolia? Or perhaps a drug that has found its place? I would rather the young lordling die from a drug overdose - not morphine like his mumsy though.

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Sweet, that helps me out a lot, Thank you! @Congee

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Older men often married younger women! I was honestly a bit surprised by all the young men~. Average marrying age for women I'm this time period is 20-22 by the by.

Edit:. Side note. My plan is to make a second character based off the movie quote "And I'm sure he kept a very good sort of shop before his elevation to Knighthood.". Should he be a man or a woman in disguise? If a woman, hella gay.

Lastly, firearms - are they a thing in this world? We would have had muskets and such during Regency.

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Princess Pari

Name:
Vanya Parinaaz Myra
Called:
Pari
Title/Occupation:
The First Princess of the Third Wife Consort Saanvi
Nationality:
Usamolia
Age:
21
Gender:
Female
Sexuality:
Pansexual

Appearance:

The first thing, which would be the biggest difference between herself and her siblings, is that while they are towering and elven - she is small and fey-like. (She stands at about 4'11" due to a genetic disorder in Saanvi's family.) In all other aspects, she appears as the rest of her people should. Her skin is bronzed, her hair thick and wavy and dark. She has the slender hands which can speak stories as they move. Her eyes, on a well structured and high boned face, are almond shaped and the golden brown of burnt honey. Her clothing comes in a wide range of styles and colors, never settling for just one type or color.

Interests:

She is wild. She would rather spend a day flitting about the garden, running barefoot through grass fields, falconry, and riding horses than spend another day doing needlepoint and making small talk at court. She loves to feel the wind in her hair and the dirt between her toes. Dancing around a fire, drinking, and carnal delights are her preferred form of celebration. Climbing trees and getting dirty are second nature to her. Her existence was never well watched, save by her mother who did not mind her gathering all the skills she could, which allowed her to grow as a woman of the earth.

However, it is not to be said that she dislikes all aspects of court and learning. She is a skilled mathematician, running numbers through her head quickly and accurately. She can dance in the proper way of the world as well as the traditional dances of her people and recite poetry with guarded, but deep emotion. Pari can speak and charm in the royal style expected of her, though she may find it droll. Pari is not one to read fiction and prefers novels discussing the lives of past heroes and kings. She also has a keen interest in politics and the careful way one must step in such a dangerous atmosphere. It is like dancing with a wolf or charming a viper.

Personality:

Pari is a vivacious and outgoing individual. When it comes to those she knows well she will speak her mind, but knows better than to act out in any sort of court setting. She has strong opinions and a strong sense of self-control to go with them. She understands her place and knows how to slip little snakes here and there to make her ideas seem like someone else's. While she may smile, and flirt, and act as the silly daughter of the king she is not a fool. She listens and is more than willing to use any information to strike out against those who would be her enemy. Or to give support to those she deems worthy of her friendship. When to feed honey and when to twist the knife.

Outside of a court setting she is more relaxed and may behave somewhat childlike. She has a grand wonder of the world and each day is a new experience. Pari laughs easily, loves dancing, and can be found planting alongside the gardeners. She wishes to know many things, feel many emotions, and to visit every part of the world. Despite her twenty-one years, one might think she had not lived a single day in the world. Alas, as the tiny sixth child of the King she can expect little more than to be married off for an alliance's sake. She hopes to marry a stupid husband, at least then she could do something more than adorning a man's arm with fancy clothes and pretty smiles.

History:

She was born a cherished child. One of two princesses at this time. Not as valuable as princes, to be sure, but a princess was a grand bargaining chip. However, as she grew it became apparent that she did not gain her height as she should. It became somewhat of a scandal. Had the Third Consort slept outside of the King's chambers? The Fourth Consort began to whisper poisons in the ears of the court. Was Pari another man's daughter? It was during this time, for about two months during Pari's fourth year of life that she was let free to roam the palace as an unwanted and savage child.

However, her mother was clever and would not allow her name to be tarnished. Saanvi was a shrewd woman. She had not spent a night with another man and so it would only be a matter of time before she could figure out a way to prove that her daughter was a legitimate heir. It came in the form of a birthmark. In the flurry of emotions and accusations, it was forgotten that a child of the King often bore the same mark. It existed as a sun-like mark on the lower back. And Pari's was very distinct. Saanvi also took this time to accuse her accuser, the Fourth Consort, of cheating - for her son did not bear the mark.

The Fourth Consort was cast out, leaving a 'bastard' son behind. He was 10 years older than Pari at the time (14). He would never be more than perhaps a guard to one of his brothers or sisters. He and Pari became close and he indulged her wildness - teaching her how to hunt with the falcon and to ride horses like a man. For Pari was not much better than he, treated lowly due to her small stature. An oddity to be shown off but never taken seriously. But her mother helped her develop a sharp mind. No child of Saanvi would settle for second best. She was determined her girl would excel in all aspects of life. Even going so far as to feed her daughter low doses of poisons to build up an immunity. And though Pari found it boring, and the nights she would be sick horrible, she appreciated that her mother hoped to protect her and give her the skills she needed to live her life among vipers.

Sir Honeycutt

Name:
Eileen Hamdyn
Alias:
Marsden Honeycutt
Title/Occupation:
Knight and Merchant
Nationality:
St Claudia's Island, associates with Usamolia
Age:
43
Gender:
Female but living as a man
Sexuality:
Homosexual

Appearance:

Mars is an extremely tall individual, standing at about 6'6". He has a thin, willowy figure that hides strong muscle. His blonde hair is worn long and sometimes braided. His eyes are an icy blue. His face is made of strong, chiseled lines with a hint of the feminine to them and his flesh is a near moonlit pale. He is ethereally graceful, movements that one would not expect from a man capable of beating another to death. He prefers dark colored clothes to accentuate his very pale skin. He has a scar over his chest taken from a gunshot wound, which has also removed what little breast he had to begin with.

Interests:

Fine parties, fancy meals, and dance. He loves to be out in society and visiting the men's clubs where he can converse deeply about political affairs or philosophy. He did not start out as a man of knowledge but has found an insatiable thirst for it. He is also a great fan of sport, owning his own hound dogs for hunting. He has a keen eye for horseflesh and an even better one for a good deal. He is a shrewd and masterful man of sale. He also enjoys flirting with women and giving them pleasure - though he claims a battle injury for never removing his own clothes.

Personality:

He is a calm and charming man. Warm, gentle, and with the sweetness of a perfectly ripened fruit. He carries the maturity of his years as well as his time spent on the battlefield. Mars often wears a gentle smile and is quick to give compliments. He is known as a rake, charming merchant's daughters but never settling himself. He is adamant about always paying his debts but also to never allow himself into the red. While he is happy to spend money on the ladies on which he dotes, he is truly a frugal man and does not spend more than is necessary.

History:

Eileen was born a poor girl on the streets. Her mother was a woman of the night who died when Eileen was 8. The girl supported herself by selling flowers until, as luck would have it on one fortuitous night, a young man died in front of her. She was 14 at the time and was curled up in a doorway outside of a tavern. The man was merely a few years older than she, obviously a man of wealth, and with a face and build similar to her own. Perhaps a half brother? She never knew. He died, addicted to the drink (or perhaps stronger stuff) long before his time, and she saw her chance to step out of the streets.

Eileen became Marsden, stealing his clothes and his identity. At his 'home', Mars found that his 'mother' had a serious illness which leads her to drink copious amounts of morphine. Or perhaps the morphine gave her a very serious illness. He also found that the estates were in shambles due to the stupid young son's habits of drinking (or other addicitve habits) and gambling. While there was much of the world the new Mars did not understand, he knew about money. He had watched countless transactions, been on the wharves for the arrival of goods, and snooped plenty in his time to begin repairing the estate. This took two years of penny-pinching and careful planning. Though just a youngling he had grown to be quite a prosperous businessman. He only planned to grow it more.

Then, Mars decided to go to war for Usamolia where he earned the name 'The White War Elephant'. It was a chance to prove himself and perhaps earn a title to go along with his burgeoning wealth. He became an infamous marksman on the battlefield and ruthless in his pursuance of the enemy. He rose in rank and was eventually knighted by the Usamolian court for his valor in the field. He had taken a gunshot wound to the chest and continued to fight, eventually beating an enemy general's head in with the butt of a rifle. He was 23 when the war finally ended and he went back home. Mars found his mother had passed while he was away and the servants had kept up the place. He had also found that his investments, cleverly done, had quadrupled since joining in the fight. Mars was a very rich man indeed. He lived his life, only occasionally having nightmares of his time in the field. No longer poor and starving. Happy.

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@CongeeI'm glad you understood what I was trying to say, geeze. I'm like half asleep.

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An Ada so Pari has someone to talk about Math with! And if we don't get at least on lesbian, I'll reserve my 2nd slot just for you. ;)

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He is going to be insanely popular! I mean, they all are, but some leading to some unfortunate out comes. For the girls at least, depending on their point of view

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Uuuuhuh, I am quite sure. :P. I think it's a bit funny tho. Maybe I should make a male character, though it's been a long time since I've played a dude. I just don't feel like I've got the right dangley bits to portray them accurately, you know?

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So many gay men. So many straight girls. Poor things will be so thirsty.