@Imperfect_Autumn group
Emi! I made it. lol.
Emi! I made it. lol.
Hi!
Hi. Lol. This is actually a private RP with Emi, but you're more than welcome to stalk!
Sorry Poof! Hi Autumn!
Hey-hey! I'll go find her quick… Maybe…
I’ll go find Cormy eventually, lol.
Name: Juliet Ashlynn Miller (Jules; don’t call her Julie)
Age: 21
Role: Beastess
Gender: Female
Appearance: 5'6" https://i.pinimg.com/564x/cb/22/64/cb22644cb3d60e2fcd1cc9cc9a9358c3.jpg
Usual Outfit: The shirt from the "Appearance" pic with jeans and black converse.
Personality: Extroverted, bubbly, smart but doesn't show it.
Favorite Food/Drink: S'mores // Campfire Mocha
Favorite Animal: Calico cats
Favorite Color: Light pink
Favorite Season: Summer
Favorite Book(s): "She's/Stay/Still With Me" by Jessica Cunsolo (it's a series on Wattpad)
Other: Older brother named Tobias (23); pretty normal background, nothing super depressing; a calico cat named Foxy (because she's mostly orange); likes singing, dancing, and acting and is pretty good at all three.
(That was a lot easier than I thought it would be…)
Name: Cormac Nathan Serviale (I refer to him as Cormy, since that’s my nickname for him ^~^)
Age: 23
Role: ”Handsome”
Gender: Male
Appearance: Sleek black hair that comes downward towards his shoulders rather than his top with sharp gray eyes. 6’3 and a medium build. Flat nose with droopy, slightly puffed eyes and a weak jaw. He is not what one would call ‘Handsome’ but he definitely would be if it weren’t for the many battles he’s been through.
Usual Outfit: If he wants to be comfortable, sweats, but if not, knightly armor, obviously, with the Serviale crest on the back and on the helm.
Personality: [Extremely] Quiet and cunning (the opposite of Belle xD), rather ominous but extremely caring. He can be rather quiet when wanting to be told what to do or go, since he is used to taking orders and listening to other’s wants.
Flaws: His quietness can often come across rude, and his cunning can be mistaken for manipulation.
Favorite Food/Drink: Oolong tea with lots of cream and sugar.
Favorite Color: A Slate gray, he could wear it whenever, wherever.
Favorite Season: Winter.
Favorite Book(s): Dude, any he can set his hands on.
Other: No siblings, not a large BS (haha), loves himself those reptiles.
(Yay! I'll start later; I've got math to do.)
(Alright!)
Juliet sighed as she looked out the window. It was raining. Again… It had been raining for the past few days, and it just made her feel dreary. At least, more so than she did before.
Being turned into a beast was not on her list of top ten favorite things that had happened to her. Nor her top twenty. Nor fifty. Basically, it was one of her least favorite things. It was horrible.
“Lumiere? Would you please tell Mr. Potts to bring me a cup of tea?” she called to the candelabra from her spot in the window where she was curled up.
Lumiere nodded quickly and smiled at her. “Yes, mistress. Is there anything else you need?” she asked, giving the beastess a genuine smile.
“No, thank you,” Juliet said softly before going back to her reading.
(Wait so is it okay if I just directly copy and paste my start? Or would you like to be Gaston(ess) for this?)
(No, you can do that! It makes it a lot easier for me anyway. Lol.)
(Alright! Lol, let me go grab it.)
(noooooooooOOOOOOO YOU FELETED IT I FOEGOTTTTT)
(Oh, shoot… Sorry…)
(Uuuughhhhhhhhh)
(Lol. Whelp…)
(Soooooo you wanna RP was Gastoness? xD)
(sigh I really don't, tbh… I liked how you played her.)
(Hhhhh
I really don’t like RPing witb myself but I can rewrite it…)
(I mean, if you start, then I can reply, I guess…)
(No it’s okay ^~^
Let me summon up determination and become less busy)
(Lol. Okay!)
Cormac trotted down from the kingdom of his King and Queen, sighing. He was sent out, again, to go try and vanquish the wolves from the forest. Being the “fierce”, “strong” knight he was, he was sent alone to go and find them. He had gone once before and only killed one, which was a new record from the unbeatable zero. Of course, this one, in humans, had reflected in at least ten people. So his goal was to try and injure one. He bobbed up to his horse, Brady, who neighed happily at his approach. He untied the reigns, patting his horse’s snout.
“We’ll be getting you apples and perhaps something to keep us warm.” He sent a swift glance up at the darkening sky. “It’s supposed to ra—“
Before Cormac could continue, a high-pitched woman’s voice interrupted him. “Ooooooooh Corrrrrrmmmmmyyyyyyyyy~!!!!!!!”
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