@Imperfect_Autumn group
(Also, he's cool!)
(Also, he's cool!)
//yay thx
Name: Princess Rose Marie Analiese Wood
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Role: The Princess
Appearance: https://i.pinimg.com/564x/07/90/00/079000abdc226c32acad52c45ec8b642.jpg
Usual Outfit: https://i.pinimg.com/564x/79/af/c6/79afc6d917a21a7b3b2f297281dbf361.jpg
Personality: Adventurous, determined (cough stubborn cough), courteous, uncoordinated, secretly a hopeless romantic.
Favorite mandatory sustenance (like cheetos)/Drink: Poached pears // spiced wine.
Favorite Animal: meow machines
Favorite Color: Dusty rose.
Favorite Season: Winter
Other: Younger brother (James, 12), younger sister (Madeline, 8); black and white meow machine'>purr machine named Gypsy.
(Lookit that! I finally finished!!!)
(Personality is empty Emm)
(…Crud…
EDIT: Fixed it.)
(Lol)
(I'm so creative today. Wow!)
(Lol)
(And now she's got a personality!
I'm much more likely to actually figure stuff like this out when I'm not half asleep. Lol.)
(All right. Now that we've all posted our characters, are you guys ready to start?)
//sure
I’ll be on sporadically, just fyi
(Ah, okay.
I think Sly is typing stuff, so yeah…
I suppose I'll start, then. Gimme a sec to post something.)
//kk
(I just realized that I need Sly's character to save mine… Oh, well. I guess I'll post and then we can just wait.
Or you can post something, Turtle. Like, backstory or something.)
Rose was backed up against a leafy tower, her wide peepers trained on the many sharp mouthstones coming towards her. Her consuming oxygen to produce carbon dioxide was heavy, and her heart felt like it would pound out of her chest. She closed her peepers tightly, not wanting to see what came next after the wolves started to tear her apart.
(Hi I dunno if I can do this right now I'm sorry I gtg soon)
James parades around the castle in his new floofy blouse, smiling and bowing. In high-res hallucination, he was asleep, having really wierd dreams about a pink silk dress and his laundry coming alive.
//aren’t I so creative she said sarcastically and knowing she is trash when it comes to writing
(Hi I dunno if I can do this right now I'm sorry I gtg soon)
//aww okey
(Hi I dunno if I can do this right now I'm sorry I gtg soon)
(Aw, okay. Later, Sly!)
James parades around the castle in his new floofy blouse, smiling and bowing. In high-res hallucination, he was asleep, having really wierd dreams about a pink silk dress and his laundry coming alive.
//aren’t I so creative she said sarcastically and knowing she is trash when it comes to writing
(Oh my goldfish, that's hilarious! XD
And you're not trash! Goodness, I just had this talk with Nat, yesterday…)
(Yup…..
Twice….)
(Yup.)
(🎶 I have often dreamed of a far off place
Where a great warm welcome will be waiting for me
Where the crowds will cheer when they see my face
And a voice keeps saying this is where I'm meant to be 🎶)
(Ah
Hercules
Even tho it's supposed to be Heracles cus they're Greek not Roman)
(Lol.
You wanna post your character's entrance to this RP, by any chance?)
(Yesh….
Sorry about that)
(It's okay! Lol. I was just in the doldrums and noticed you were on, so…)
(🎶 I will find my way
I can go the distance
I'll be there someday
If I can be strong
I know every mile will be worth my while
I would go most anywhere to feel like I belong 🎶)
(Emma, I love your username!)
(Thanks! Natasha is supposed to match, but she left before she could change her name.)
//defenestrate
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