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Nightmare Carnival

Definitely interested! I like the second option better myself. The characters could have abilities that their friends called freakish or their parents tried to make money off of or whatever, causing them to accept an invitation to this carnival in hopes of escaping and fitting in. Or maybe they all were drawn to it because the ring leader has some sort of telepathic abilities that allow them to draw in freaks and also keep the public happy and dazed in awe at this twisted carnival. Whatever the case, I love carnival themed RPs and would join for sure!

Finding Home [Ghost and Tene]

Lucas was sat at a table across from his tutor, a balding man who sported a lisp. Usually he was captivated by history lessons, but today he was exceptionally restless. His feet swung back and forth in his chair, a good foot from the ground. He was rather small for his age, several inches under the average four feet. His growth rate may have been a bigger concern if all the castle's eyes weren't on the health of his father. This lack of attention caused Lucas to act out regularly, and his short attention span was detrimental when he was with his tutor. It was difficult for him to pay attention to his lesson when it was so sunny outside, the first clear day they had experienced after nearly a week of rain. Lucas was just itching to go outside, his gaze fixed on the grounds beyond the window. His tutor took notice, and clicked his tongue at the boy to grab his attention. "Why don't we take a break?" If Lucas were more observant, he may have noticed the frustration in the man's tone. Instead, he nodded happily and hopped down from the chair, not forgetting to push it back under the table afterwards. His tutor was strict about manners, and Lucas wanted to be on his good side today. The two of them went to the grassy yard of the castle, the tutor sitting on a bench in the shade and keeping a closs eye on the boy as he ran around. His concentration was interrupted when another man approached him, bringing urgent news of the king's health. They were both very engaged in the conversation, neither of them taking notice as the young prince wandered closer to the castle gates. Lucas had always dreamt of what laid beyond these gates. He imagined life was much more exciting, and the people were more neighborly and less stiff, and there were other childrem to play games with. Filled to the brim with excitement, Lucas managed to slip past the gaurds, his small build working to his advantage. It took him several minutes of walking to reach the village, but he wasn't at all tired from the trip. He took in all the new sights and sounds, awed by all of it, despite how truly unimpressive the village was. Lucas was unaware of the guards that had been sent to retrieve him as he walked around the shopping district, going with the flow of the crowd on the streets.

Finding Home [Ghost and Tene]

Sorry! Got a bit busy suddenly, but I'll have the post up soon!

Shattered Roses

The silence on the bus was unsettling. Vince was used to noise surrounding him when he was around this many young adults, but everyone seemed to be caught up in their own thoughts. Vince mindlessly scribbled on the dry erase board in his lap, expecting he wouldn't need to use it as a means of communication any time soon. Drawing was not something he was very good at, so his doodles looked like they belonged in the margins of an elementary school student's paper. A small sigh escaped his lips as he erased the board with the sleeve of his jacket, something his mom always scolded him for doing. "Vincent, use a tissue when you do that! All of your sleeves smell like dry erase markers," she would say with a shake of her head, but a faint smile was always on her lips. He clenched the dry erase marker in his hand a bit tighter at the memory. That wasn't anything like she had been this morning. Rarely had Vince seen his mother truly upset, but the second the police came knocking on the door to their apartment, she had broken down. Getting him out the door had been a mess. He could still feel her fingers desperately digging into his forearm, still hear the obscenities and pleas she had shouted at the cops. He shrunk down in the seat a bit, feeling a pang of sadness imagining his mother sitting alone in their apartment.

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Lycus sat on one of the plush couches in the court house lobby, head tossed back as he counted the tiles on the ceiling. Government buildings had a tendency to be very boring, and he was starting to get restless. He drummed his fingers on his thigh, barely feeling the dull pinpricks of pain as his pointed nails hit denim. No matter how many times he clipped or filed them, his nails always quickly grew back to a claw-like point. It was pretty cool, if not inconvenient. Several of the tears in his sleeves and sheets were caused by his nails getting caught on the fabric. Clara never seemed to mind helping him fix thise tears since he really couldn't help it. Lycus glanced over at her, red eyes blinking lazily. "Clara," he whined quietly, dragging out the last vowel. "How much longer do we have to wait? I'm bored."

Finding Home [Ghost and Tene]

Absolutely! And if you ever have any suggestions for scenes to include at whatever point in the RP, I'd love to hear them! So maybe 7 for Lucas and 9 for Cain then? I might not be able to finish writing the starter before I go to school, but I'll definetely have it up by tonight. Unless you wannted to make the first post, in which case be my guest!

The Right Path [Ghost & Ebby]

Startled by the prince's first words, Asher lifted his gaze and unclenched his fist. Had his apology been that bad? His face displayed a mixture of confusion and hostility as he wondered what he had done wrong. It quickly deteriorated as the prince continued speaking, though he was still quite confused. He hadn't spoken to many of the nobles during his stay, but those he had talked to never displayed such raw emotion. His apology had somehow caused the prince to crumble before him, and he almost felt bad for taking some pride in that. It wasn't until he met the prince's eyes that Asher understood. There was a deep sadness in those pools of blue, a sadness that Asher wanted to fully understand, though he wasn't sure why. This small display had gone against everything he had originally thought of royals. He had believed they were all boundlessly confident and arrogant, but his words had been the opposite. It crossed Asher's mind that he may be lying, but the prince had looked too vulnerable for that to be the case. One thing he was sure of was that he wanted to know just what the prince was thinking. So, when he took a step back, Asher dared to step forward. "Why haven't you shouted at me or scolded me?" His voice was tenative at first, but he soon began to speak without thinking. "I drenched you in dishwater and disturbed you at an inconvenient time, yet you haven't been rude to me at all. You're supposed to get irritated with me, threaten to throw me back out on the streets, curse at me, something. We may both be human, but that doesn't change the fact that I'm a servant and you're supposed to think of me as no more than a tool. So why don't you? What's so different about you?" Again, his rant had faded into mumbling, the last question said more to himself than the man in front of him. There was an intensity in Asher's eyes, fueled by curiousity and frustration, and he focused them on the prince.

Finding Home [Ghost and Tene]

Sounds good! We can just timeskip to the announcement of Lucas' marriage after we're satisfied with that. I'll start with Lucas leaving the castle. What ages should they be? Also just wanna mention that Cain's fear of blood really pleases me. cx Gore is something that I enjoy quite a bit, so Lucas getting seriously injured during their journey out of the kingdom and Cain having to struggle with his fear of blood and fear of not being able to take care of Lucas is something I'd love to see in the RP.

Forging Bonds [Ghost & Cheese]

As Luka walked to the kitchen, he couldn't help it as his mind wandered to what was happening on the battlefield. Truth be told, the only reason he had become a medic was to stay as close to his siblings as possible. His sister, Anna, had been the first of them to join the war effort. She'd always been too daring and brave for her own good, but Luka knew the dragon she was paired with would take care of her. She'd been working with the dragon since she had hatched, and Luka had even gotten to ride her a couple times. His older brother, Russel, followed Anna almost immediately, enrolling as a foot soldier. Russel had always been protective of Anna, and with his knowledge of weapons and how to handle them, he made for a very valuable soldier. Luka had debated whether to join them in the army or stay back with his parents, but ultimately he knew he wouldn't be able to stand staying at home with his siblings out risking their lives every day. When he got to the kitchen, Luka asked the chef if anything new had happened on the field. They made idle chat while the chef fixed up a plate and a glass of water for the patient and got some water for the cat. Luka carried everything on a tray through the halls, his mind at ease after talking with the chef. Everything seemed to be going in their favor, but it was still early enough for the tide to shift completely. When he got to the door, Luka again knocked three times before entering. He sat the tray down on the bedside table and picked up his clipboard. "Dig in," he said with a grin. It quickly faded, as he knew his next words wouldn't be nearly as lighthearted. "To make sure there aren't any gaps in your memory and to confirm we have the record of the event correct, I need you to explain what you remember before waking up here."

Finding Home [Ghost and Tene]

Ah I love the CS! All the new details are great. ^^ Where do you think we should start?

Shattered Roses

Really happy with these pairings, @Savi ^^ Great quotes too!