forum Band Roleplay (Closed)

Started May 10, 2018 by @Imperfect_Autumn group

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"I'm sure you do my king." Kai half-bowed in his seat and almost ended up with his head in his fries.

Mark smiles, "Now, now, no need to faceplant, my little fire~" he teases.

"But, I must honor my king!" Kai laughed and throws a fry at him and sticks his tongue out before eating his own fry.

Mark laughs, sitting down and making a show of doing it. He gives his friends and cousin a cheeky smile.

Rose smiles, "You can sit down!"

Mark hums, taking a sip of lemonade that he must have snuck from the kitchens.

"Where did you get the lemonade?" Rose asked him. She ate another fry.

"Kitchen." he says, winking. He smiles, humming under his breath.

"The king is a sorcerer!" Kai exclaimed jokingly and poked a longer fry at Mark like a pretend dagger.

Mark grabs another fry "En garde!" he cries, wielding the fry.

"Witchcraft!" Rose smiled and laughed, "We must kill the king!"

"No! Why would you kill such a deviously handsome king?!" he cries, throwing his hands up in fake despair. Jacob laughs, "We must kill the king!"

Rose smirked at him, "Because he is a deviously handsome king. No one can be that good looking without magic!"

"Betrayed by my own people!" He sobs, placing the back of his hand on his forehead, "Oh the tragedy."

"Kinda poetic really." Kai chuckled.

Mark lets out a loud belt of laughter.

"You're a regular Julius Caesar," Rose said.

"We must stab him 47 times now." He boops Mark on the nose with a fry.

"Yes," Rose closed her eyes and nodded, "We must."

"No please!" Mark begs, laughing.

"It will be as foretold," Rse picked up a fry and began rapidly poking him, "Onetwothreefourfivesixseveneightnineten…"

Mark laughs, covering his face. Finally, breathing heavy with laughter he leans on his cousins shoulder, Jacob rolled his eyes. "If I wasn't sitting with you, I would think you were drunk." Jacob teases.

Rose was giggling after she had finished her 47, no more no less, pokes with a french fry.

Mark was laughing, gently now, much gentler from his usual laughs. He leans on his hand, smiling at the group.

Tod finishes his burger. It all looked fun, but he'd been too hungry to waste his fries by throwing them at people.