What if Sleeping Beauty didn’t want to marry the prince who woke her up? What if Cinderella chose to run away instead of go to the ball? What if Rapunzel freed herself from her tower?
Well, a couple of princesses didn’t want to conform to the rules. They made a club that they decided to call the Runaway Princess Club, and everything was all fun and games until some of their bitter princes, families, and villains decided they want to disband the club. Now the girls will have to defend themselves and keep the club together.
Hi, it’s Elle again with another rp! This can either be a o/o or small group rp, depending on how many people join, but the limit is four or five people.
Rules
-No one sentence replies, please!
-Romance is completely fine, but nothing too sexy.
-Language and violence are allowed, but don’t use them excessively.
-You can have powers, but nothing too OP.
-No controlling others’ characters.
sure thing! here’s a form btw
Name:
Fairy tale: (ex. cinderella, snow white, rapunzel)
Age: (14-19)
Sexuality:
Appearance:
Personality:
Background:
Powers/skills:
Other:
can i have a writing sample please?
Both of us?
i remember rping with you once or twice and i think you’re okay, but if you want to then go ahead hahah.
“Listen Pipsqueak, we stop moving and we’ll be set upon by Nasein, by the sound of it they’ve gotten their slimy selves some wolves, you do not want to fight a bunch of-” Azizia stopped, Scale turned her head in time to see a large wolf lunging through the air, It stopped mid jump, an arrow protruding from it’s chest. It fell howling to the ground inches from where Scale sat. As for Scale she froze her body stuck in place by fear. The wolf inched closer it’s jaws snapping as its body disintegrated, flesh melting from the bones. “Kid Move!” Azizia notched another arrow.
From the current book I'm writing.
Name: Marigold Elane Stewart (Goes by Mari)
Fairy tale: The Princess on the Glass Hill
Age: 16
Sexuality: Straight
Appearance: Long wavy gold hair usually pulled up into a very neat bun. Green eye's, fair skin. Angular face and features, petite.
Personality: Determined, very outwardly well mannered. She's an individual that can insult you multiple different way's with out you realizing you've been insulted. She's quite clever and good with words.
Background: Once upon a time there was a Princess who was well loved by her people, her mother and her father. The issue was she did not want to marry any of the princess Her father introduced her to. Finally during a rather heated argument She said "Tell you what father, If you can find a man who can ride to the top of a Glass pyramid and take three golden apples from me I'll marry him." She was of course being sarcastic. One morning she awoke and looked out the window of her tower to see a large glass pyramid glistening in the sun. She then walked out of her chamber to find a basket containing three golden apples and a note that said "You thought I wouldn't do this?". So our lovely Princess Marigold sat under a shaded canopy on a platform on the top of a glass hill for three day's. On the first a young knight in Bronze armor rode up and made it half way up the hill, she naturally did what any princess in her position would do and poured oil down the side, but in doing so one of the apples fell out of the basket. The next day the same thing happened but with a knight in silver armor and again an apple fell from her basket. On the final day a knight in Golden armor rode all the way up the hill and actually took the final apple before disappearing. That night not wanting to have to marry some stranger in gaudy armor she ran off with her pet cat.
Powers/skills: She's cleaver, and a bit of a scientist
Other: Her cat is named Benvolio, and she calls him Ben.
( Ran over here just to tell you guys that I love the idea www, and also @Relsey I've read that book before and tbh I love it hehe, too bad she didn't meet the person before running away ;9 )
(That doesn't mean she can't meet that person later)
Name: Callia Lockwood
Fairy tale: Twelve Dancing Princesses
Age: 15
Sexuality: lesbian
Appearance: Callia has long, wavy cinnamon-colored hair that goes past her waist and delicate features. She is short, standing at 5' 2" and thin. Callia has a button nose and rosebud lips, looking every bit a princess to a prestigious throne. She has dark brown eyes with short lashes that glimmer with mischief and naturally rosy cheeks. She has lots of freckles from being outside a lot, and a mocha complexion, which was made darker than her sisters' from being outside constantly. Callia has short, stubby hands and favors pants over dresses, making several herself. Always cheerful and full of energy.
Personality: Callia is upbeat and energetic and can never stop moving. Even when she's sitting down, she messes with her hair or clothes. She loves tinkering and making things. She also loves being outside. Callia is competitive and fierce, but also loving and kind. She is a natural born leader, despite being so young. She was one of the original girls to form the club itself, and it shows in her proud posture and mannerisms. She's outgoing and friendly, but also a bit rebellious and likes to get into mischief.
Background: Callia is the seventh princess born to the prestigious, royal Lockwood family. She has always been expected to maintain perfection, just like her sisters seem to do. However, the family dynamic is actually quite toxic and Callia's sisters feign their perfection and make fun of her for being the odd one out. Her father fell ill about a year ago, getting a strict governess for the girls. Naturally, none of them liked her and would sneak off to dance every night. However, once they had gotten rid of the governess and everything seemed right again, they all married off, one by one, and Callia didn't want to get married to a man she had no interest in at fifteen (or really, ever), so she ran away. She helped create a place for other princesses who wanted freedom.
Powers/skills: She is crafty and creative, being an inventor of sorts. She likes mechanics and is good with technology (the limited technology that exists in their world, anyway).
Other:
(Sorry, I think I'm going to drop out of this. I'll definitely stalk though.)
(is this still open if so may i?)
(yay also I think we have roleplayed together but if not do you want a sample?)
Name: Princess Merida of DunBroch
Fairy tale: Brave
Age: 16
Sexuality: pansexual
Appearance: She has shoulder length curly red hair that is usually tied in a ponytail, emerald green eyes, and usually wears a black tunic with golden embroidered wind like patterns and grey tights with black water patterns. Her normal shoes are short black riding boots and she only wears two accessories which are a locket with a picture of her and her brothers and a golden bracelet with emeralds inlaid in in. At a height of 5' 11" she isn't too easy to hide but she has a cloak that was gifted to her by an old seamstress that she had helped and it hides her features quite well which is also a part of her normal outfit.
Personality: Merida is a strong willed tomboy who doesn't take no for an answer and just when you think she is being good she goes and makes you think again. Although she seems tough she is still insecure and cares about what others think of her when it comes down to it. Merida is a loyal and caring friend that will defend those she cares about
Background: King Fergus and Queen Elinor ruled the kingdom of DunBroch in Scotland. They had triplet sons and one daughter, the beautiful Princess Merida. Queen Elinor tried to teach Merida how to behave like a perfect princess. But Merida liked to slip away from the palace to practice with her bow and arrow. After her mother tried to force her to get married she ran away so she could be free from her stresses although she sneaks in to visit her brothers every now and then.
Powers/skills: Archery, horseback riding, knife throwing, hand to hand
Other: Merida is good at drawing and singing but she is very self-conscious about it at times.
(you’re good, btw this is more of a medieval time period not modern so jeans and nirvana wouldn’t exist)
