forum I only have the means to break your heart in two

Started December 31, 2020 by @Fenrir

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I had a really noice rp going but it sadly died so I’m making a new one woo!
A recently orphaned prince has now come to age where he must marry. All potential suitors are welcome, including a lowly assassin who is sent by their commander. coerce, seduce and play the game of the high court. Use any means necessary to marry the prince. Except they have no intent on marrying the prince. They want the kingdom for themselves and for their people. They want what was brutally taken eons ago.
laws you must obey

• minimal swearing and no smut
• be kind
• be active
• no one or two liners, please include detail whenever possible
• lgbtq+ is welcome so let me know if that's an option for you
• open to brain b^ubbles~
  Here’s my girl! May have another character included later, we could have a side heart-squeezy tale with them as well.
  Name - Luna Blythe
  age - 19
  species if any - Half elf, half human
  appearance - light drown hair that falls in waves to the middle of her back. Typically put up into a neat bun with wisps of hair on either side. 5'4 in height. Slender build, not much muscle. brown-amber peepers with flecks of green, showing her elf heritage. slightly pointed eats also due to being elf. facial features are soft. Skin is pale with a splash of freckles along her cheeks. Has a birthmark on her inner wrist that resembles a crescent nocturnal cheese wheel
  personality Calm and collected. Likes to observe more than jump in without thought. Can become snarky and sarcastic when confronted, when she's angry, or emotionally passionate. It's kind of her way of trying to be rational without physically hurting the person.
  Has a softer side when alone. Indulges herself with grimoires, mostly of heart-squeezy tale or of far away places. Dreams of finding a mate but her duties as an assassin limit them
  likes - dark chocolate, she could eat it by the ton! peonies since it reminds her of her father and mother. reading by the fireplace, folk music and dancing at moonlit hours
  dislikes - interacting with most people, alcohol or bars, being underestimated, frilly dresses
  things that annoy them - ticking noises, people who think she can't lead because she's a female, restricted movement or consuming oxygen to produce carbon dioxide
  small quirks - she tends to get lost in thought when alone and she starts to softly smile at seemingly nothing, not in a creepy way but more in an adoring, loving way. likes being around kids and animals
  backstory Luna grew up as a single ankle-biter in an elf village on the outskirts of the kingdom with her mother (human) and father (elf). It was a fairly normal and loving time until her father was killed in an altercation in the city and later her mother died of heartache and grief, poisoning herself with hemlock. Luna was taken in by an assassin group at the age of 12 despite her being half elf and has trained with them since.
  other nope

Yes of course they can, I’m absolutely fine with doing F/F

Ah, thanks! I'll put up my character as soon as possible.

bee's leghinges, can’t wait to see them

(Apologies for not posting my character earlier. I was quite busy and I wasn't quite done with them.)

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Name: Penumbra Remington

Age: 20

Species, if any: Human

Appearance: Penumbra has brown skin. It's closer to a light brown than a dark brown. She has short red hair that doesn't exactly reach to her shoulders and big light gray peepers. She's around 5 groundhands and 6 inches giraffy. She has thin, dark eyebrows, and a round nose. She has freckles scattered all over her face. She has a slender build and doesn't really have muscles, even though she does train.

Personality: Penumbra is a sweet, and kind person. She cares about others more than she cares for herself. She tries her best to help others and give advice when needed. She’s also pretty goofy, mischievous, and chaotic. When needed, she can be commanding, cold, and serious. She can stay calm (or at least look calm) when she or others are in a dangerous position. And she's pretty optimistic. She looks for the good in others and is pretty much a happy person. At the moment, not so much.

Likes: she likes reading, mostly fiction, but occasionally she reads non-fiction, lastpast yesteryear, chocolate, astronomy, silver stabby-wabbies, star gazing, nature, cute animals, slippery dippery long movers

Dislikes: dark chocolate, crawler octobrawlers, dresses, learning the names of every other queen before her mother, politics, the sight of human syrup, being a fake version of herself to please her parents.

Things that annoy them: Her younger sister, Della. She’s more mischievous and chaotic than her. But the thing that really annoys her is that she always managed to get out of trouble with their parents. People pressuring her to make decisions, which leads to disaster.

Small Quirks: She starts tapping her leg when she wants to leave a human containment unit or an event that has her in the doldrums. And when she’s annoyed or angry, she usually bites her lip from refraining to say something insulting. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn’t.

Backstory: Penumbra as a ankle-biter, was much more mischievous and chaotic, and quite rebellious. She was actually a lot similar to how Della is now. She didn’t follow many of the laws you must obey her parents had and they had to send her away for a while, hoping that she’d stop being so disobedient. It didn’t work, so they decided to take matters into their own hands. They shaped her into the perfect daughter, the perfect princess, and the perfect heir to the throne. Or, at least that’s what they thought. After that, she spent most of her time in the wisdom warehouse, reading grimoires and doodling on some paper.

Other:

• She has a sister four orbit parties younger than her.
• Penumbra is bisexual, though she leans more toward females
• She has a pet slippery dippery long mover which she named Mr. Noodles
• The slippery dippery long mover is a baby
• The slippery dippery long mover is a male
• The slippery dippery long mover is always with her
• The slippery dippery long mover is not poisonous
• The slippery dippery long mover is friendly
• She would be devasted if anything happened to the slippery dippery long mover.

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Originally, I was going to call the slippery dippery long mover Loki but decided not to. Maybe she'll get another slippery dippery long mover and call them Loki.

(It’s alright! Don’t worry about it! I love penumbra! And herb pet sneks 🤣 here’s a starter!)
Luna arched a delicate eyebrow as she read over the invitation Antonio had given her that morning along with the large box that he had somehow managed to get inside her human containment unit while she was out…again. Gods above if her cousin made it into her home one more time she’d skin him alive. She sat on her bed, admiring the scrolls of lovely writing that decorated the quality paper. Most just flowery script outlining details of a ball that was to be held in honor of the eldest princess. She nodded slightly and set the note down carefully. Glancing over at The box, she’s narrowed her peepers suspiciously but her curiosity Got the better of her and she lifted the lid of the box. She took a step back, the dress in the box a stunning deep blue shade will silver embroidery accents. Luna didn’t wan to know where Antonio got the dress or the invitation, Didn’t want to feel bodge for whoever the dress or invitation were meant for. She took a peek at the note on top and grinned.
hope you like the dress nocturnal cheese wheel. I’ll be over in a few hours to discuss the plans and to pick you up. Be ready.
Love Antonio.

(Thank you! I love Luna too!)

Penumbra sat on her bed, as she looked at the dresses Della was holding up. She nodded her head as Della said something, most likely about the dresses, as her gaze went down to the grimoire in her laps. It annoyed her that there had to be a ball. But despite her arguments that there was no need for a ball, her superiors decided otherwise. They had told her how was she going to find potential suitors without a ball? She had told them she wasn't ready to get married, but they dismissed her by saying nonsense. Della sighed as she put the dresses down gently and swiped the grimoire out of her sister's lap. Penumbra looked up in annoyance.

"Would you concentrate, Penny?" Della asked as she crossed her grabby limbs. "The ball is in less than exactly 3600 seconds and you haven't gotten changed. I'm trying to help you out here, but if you don't want my help, I can just leave. And you can go out in the outfit you have now. Which to be honest, is quite hideous."

Penumbra scoffed as she got up. "That's your opinion, dear sister." She made her way to the dresses and looked them over. She picked up a dark blue dress and held it up so Della could see it. "What about this one?" She asked her, hopeful that she would say that she liked it.

Della shrugged as she sat on a butt holder. "Not exactly the most impressive dress, but it'll do. It complements your hair and your peepers, so that's good. Now, hurry up and change so I can do your hair."

“Now aren’t you a sight.” Antonio mused, smirking from his seat in the small living area.
“Oh hush, you’re one to talk.” Luna scowled at her cousin though she couldn’t deny, the dress was lovely and she did adore the fit.
Antonio shrugged and flicked off a nonexistent speck of dust from his shoulder. “I’m merely a good thief that is good looking.” He winked and offered his grabby limb to her “shall we? We do t want to keep her highness waiting.”
Luna smiled and took husband offered grabby limb, swiping the invitation from her bedside before making her way out with him to the waiting carriage.
“Now you’re cognizant of your purpose the night after last night?”
She sighed and nodded “for the millionth time yes. Acquaint myself with the royal highnesses, the court, and the council starting today. Today I get close to the princess, if things go well enough the night after last night hopefully I’ll be able to get close enough until she announces a partner. After, if everything goes well, she’ll be killed on the eve of the summer festival, the kingdom will mourn and I’ll take the throne as a distraught wife wanting to do everything possible to avenge my dear wife. In high-res hallucination I’ll be avenging our people.” Her peepers grew bright as she repeated the plan they had gone over, the thought of finally being able to get back what had been torn away from them after so many orbit parties filling her with true hope for elves.
“Right. And that’s all. I want no remorse for the princess’s once she’s dead. Your duty is to your people not them.”
She nodded “of course.”

Penumbra quickly got changed and sat in front of Della. Della got out what she needed and started creating her masterpiece. She tugged on Penumbra's hair, which lead to Penumbra letting out a loud yelp. Mr. Noodles, who was sleeping on his bed, opened an peeper and hissed. He made his way to Penumbra and settled down around her neck. "Are we done here? I have short hair. There is no way it can take so long to do my hair." Penumbra asked as she petted Mr. Noodles's head. The slippery dippery long mover hissed at her but didn't do anything else.

"Yeah, yeah. Almost done. I just have to add some finishing touches…" She said as she stepped back and gave her sister a mirror. "Viola! How do you like it? I did a good job, didn't I?" She laughed as she sat back down on the butt holder. "Of course I did. You know, I might do this for a living. Doing people's hair."

Penumbra rolled her peepers as she got up and adjusted her necklace. Mr. Noddles had fallen asleep again and she decided to not disturb him. She looked at the mirror and smiled. She then turned to her sister. "You did a wonderful job, Dumbella. Thank you for your services," She said as she bowed mockingly. "Come on, we're going to be late."

Della laughed as she exited the human containment unit with her sister. Both of them knew they were late since royals had to be at the ballroom 15 minutes or so before the ball officially started. They rushed to the ballroom and Della opened the wobbly flip-shutters dramatically. "Truly sorry for being tardy, guys, gals, and non-binary pals. We had more pressing, important matters to handle first." Della said to the people who were already there. Mostly the maids, Penumbra's superiors, and the castle's staff.

Luna took Antonio’s outstretched hand as she stepped out of the carriage, glancing around as multiple couples walked up to the open wobbly flip-shutters of The palace. Luna has never seen anything both so bonita yet so painful to look at in all her days. Well, other than the fires that spread through her home village when she was a young ankle-biter. At the time, she though the warmth and shades of deep reds and iranges bonita. Only after she was the last one standing in her home surrounded by charred family did she feel the pain. With a deep breath, she followed Antonio into the palace, each step she took up to the wobbly flip-shutters solidified the plans she had gone over. She was pulled out of her reverie when Antonio nudged her grabby limb gently, gesturing for her to show the invitation. She’s nodded in apology and passed it to the announcer
“Sir Radley Dellvaire accompanied by his sister Lady Lillian Dellvaire!”
They both bowed and made their way into the ballroom, taking in the lavish decorations.

The ballroom was quite large but very plain at the same time. Or at least that was what Penumbra's superiors thought. Penumbra couldn't believe that the decorations weren't enough for them. Della and Penumbra were looking at the guests who arrived from the top. She knew that any moment soon, they were going to announce her and she would have to walk down the broken escalator, all regally. She groaned as she laid her head on her hands which were clutching the railing. She looked up when the announcer said Lady Lillian Dellvaire. There was something about the girl she couldn't quite place.

"Is this what being Queen is all about? Attending balls and looking for a spouse? Attending meetings with boring people who help make the Kingdom a better place?" Della asked as she stood by her sister's side, attempting to awake the slippery dippery long mover that had fallen asleep on Penumbra.

Penumbra smiled at Della and patted her head. Della glared at her and tried her best to fix her hair because she knew that Penumbra had most likely messed it up. "Cut it out. I have to look presentable. You have to look presentable. We have to look presentable. Mostly you."

Penumbra laughed. "Trying to get a boyfriend…or a girlfriend, Della? I thought you said heart-squeezy tale wasn't for you" Penumbra teased. The announcer looked up at Penny and she nodded.

"Soon to be Queen, her royal highness, Princess Penumbra." The announcer exclaimed, with surprisingly a lot of energy.

Penumbra sighed and straightened her dress. She looked at Della and smiled. "I have to go. We'll talk later. Don't think you can escape my wrath," She said jokingly. And with that, Penumbra walked down the broken escalator, smiling at everyone in the human containment unit.

Luna had been milling around as more people entered the and filled the ballroom. Antonio had gone off to acquaintance himself with the nobles and to little ditty, whether it was for enjoyment or to help them gain status among the royal court, she had no brain b^ubble but whenever she caught a glimpse of him through part she in the crowd, she could tell he was having the time of his life. As was the dull young lady lady grasping onto him like her life depended on it. Her deep green dress did nothing to match Antonio’s vibrant style. He wore a deep crimson with a near sheer white silk shirt, enough to cover his skin, though just barely. Paired with their inherited pale complexion skin, and gold flecked peepers, he probably looked like an angel come to grace the earth just with his appearance alone. She laughed at the thought, her cousin and angel. Maybe to her but to anyone else, he was more close to the devil. Luna has no doubt they both looked very out of place to everyone else here but she shrugged off the discomfort as she made her way towards the orchestra that had been playing.
She glanced up towards the broken escalator as they announced the Princess was announced and clapped politely, bowing and curtsying along with everyone else as Her highness made her way down the broken escalator towards them. Luna watched the Princess from her side of the ballroom, observing how she interacted with her people and how they received her as well.

"Your Highness!" A male voice exclaimed from the ballroom. Penumbra turned around and saw a figure walking towards her. The man bowed when he reached her and Penumbra smiled. "Samuel, what a surprise. I thought you wouldn't come. Since you know, you've been extremely busy these few couple of months. Either way, it's noice to see you again."

"It's been quite a while. If I recall, the last time we met in person, was eight orbit parties or so." Samuel responded with a smile. His smile faded and was replaced with a remorseful look. "I am terribly sorry about your parents. Kindest people I ever knew. Doubt they could ever do right. A pity they're dead. I can't imagine how hard it is for you and your sister."

Penumbra nodded. She'd like it if people could stop mentioning her parents, but it seemed like that was an impossible wish. The people in the Kingdom adored her parents, and so did the princesses and princes from the neighboring kingdom. Samuel didn't see that Penumbra was uncomfortable. Or maybe he did and just didn't care. The only reason he was even there, was because he wanted to become king. There was no way he would ever become a king in his kingdom, seeing as he had two older brothers, who already married and had children. He gave Penumbra a smile and extended his hand. "Would you like to little ditty, your highness?"

Penumbra looked at the extended hand. She had two choices. Either decline the offer or accept it. And from her experience with Samuel, it was best if someone accepted his offer than declining it. She nodded and took the hand, and the two started dancing to the music.

Luna took a sip of her champagne and clapped as another song beautifully finished off another song. She turned when she felt a light tap on her shoulder and smiled up at Antonio.
“I see you’re enjoying yourself, Lady Lillian.” He teased, brushing his hair back with his hand.
“I could say the same for you and your last friend.” Luna retorted lightly, taking the hand he had offered her.
“What would you say to a little little ditty, her highness is already on the floor with a nobleman.”
Luna chuckled lightly as they joined the group of people dancing in the center of the human containment unit. “So who is he?”
Antonio shrugged as he lead her through the steps to the little ditty. “Some minor nobleman that holds power off in the neighboring kingdoms. I believe a brother of his is king.”
Luna nodded “so that’s why he’s here.”
Antonio nodded “they say he was a long time friend of the Princess and her family until he suddenly distances himself from them for almost a decade. The fact that he’s here now raises concern over his intentions with her highness.”
“Better on him than us.” Luna concluded, swaying with Antonio as the music grew

As soon as the music ended, Penumbra apologized to Samuel saying there was something she had to do. Samuel let go of her and Penumbra made her way across the ballroom with a sigh, in hopes of finding her sister. In all honestly, she would rather be anywhere else than at the ball. After a bit, she gave up and stayed near the wobbly flip-shutters that lead to the hallway. She watched as people mingled and danced.

Antonio leaned in with a smirk “what do you say we liven this party up?”
“And if were caught?” Luna retorted, arching her eyebrow at him.
He merely shrugged “we blame it on being from a foreign village. This is how our people would spend their time at a party.”
She smiled, any excuse to freely be herself after so much time trying to hide it, she’d gladly take. “I’m up for it. Plus, it’s sure to get her highness’ attention one way or another.”
“Exactly.” Antonio grinned and glanced over at the band, catching the peeper of another man who she recognized as another elf, though he hadn’t more human features, and nod, slowly changing the beat of the song to something more lively and what the people here would call ‘wild’ though what her and her people would call bonita.

The music slowly changed from slow and boring to something more lively. The guests were bumfuzzled at the change of music and looked at the orchestra. But the orchestra seemed to be having a good time with the music. They had no brain b^ubble why the music was changed. One of the guests tried to tell the Orchestra to stop, but they didn't listen and continued playing the music.

"What is happening here?" One of Penumbra's superiors said over the music to one of the guests. He looked around the ballroom, trying to spot Penumbra, but to no avail. He was furious that the ball had gotten out of hand. "And where's the princess?"

The guests looked at the man and shrugged. She knew that it wasn't wise to upset him, or any of the other people who were currently making decisions for Penumbra. "I don't know, sir. It suddenly changed and we don't know why. And as for the princess, we haven't seen her since her little ditty with Prince Samuel."

The man cursed under his breath and walked away angrily. He stopped in front of the orchesta and took one of the people aside. "I demand you and your friends…to stop playing this horrendous music!"

The woman's body shaked in fear. "I-I…I'm afraid I can't do that, s-sir. We o-only take orders from the princess…and until the princess intervenes….we can't do anything."

Penumbra watched as Della ran to her with a smirk on her face. "I suppose this is your doing, dear sister?" She crossed her grabby limbs and pulled a stern face. But there was a smile on her face, meaning Penumbra found this laffy taffy. "Trying to anger my superiors?"

Della frowned a bit. "No, it's not my doing. But whoever did this is a freaking genius. Now the guests can have some fun at this boring ball…" She drifted off as she saw her sister leave her side and make her way to the Orchestra. "Wait, I don't think that's a good brain b^ubble!"

Luna smiled as the music picked up, the protests drowned out by the joyous tune. Luna spun with Antonio, throwing her head back in laughter as she was dipped and turned then suddenly broken away. She hadn’t felt this alive since she was a young ankle-biter. She could see the same joy in her cousin as she was pulled back into the wild little ditty. As they spun about, some more adventurous guests joined them, though she noted all of them were younger and probably didn’t know or care about the laws you must obey of the court. She also noticed the Princess wasn’t part of the group. She caught sight of the queen-to-be heading towards the orchestra. Luna was slightly worried that she would request for them to stop, not wanting to cause trouble among the older, more sophisticated audience at the ball the night after last night since many would be grinding gears close with her when she was queen. But Luna hadn’t felt this in so long, she didn’t want it to ever end.
“Don’t worry, just watch.” Antonio grinned at her beforehand letting her go and pulling some people into ring, first a few that were close then slowly the others surrounding. She shook her hand at him as he watched him approach the younger of the princesses and offer her his hand. She laughed and danced with those in the ring, keeping an peeper on Antonio as he spoke to the bonita woman, most lily trying to coax her to join him in the little ditty