forum Hear me out, anyone up for a Selection based rp? (10/14 spots taken)

Started March 01, 2019 by @gracehustle

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Name: Jane Sperry
Nickname: Janie
Age: 17
Caste: Three
Sexuality: Straight
Appearance: Pale, clear skin, long nose, light brown, groomed eyebrows, heart-shaped face. Pale blue eyes, light pink lips. White-blonde hair that is natural (it runs in her family). Her hair is naturally wavy, but she straightens then curls it. It is fairly long (down to her mid-back). Lithe, delicate frame. She is very thin. https://www.pinterest.at/pin/862650503598161211/ https://www.pinterest.at/pin/403072235395443163/
Personality: Looks very calm and docile, and she can be that way, but she is also very book-smart. Likes to help people, and is very kind. Very decisive, very passionate, fairly private, a complete perfectionist. Can usually tell when someone is trying to manipulate her and tries to get past that to honesty or just shuts them out completely.
Background (Optional):
Family: Her mother is a librarian, her father is a doctor. She has an older sister who died in childbirth and a nineteen-year-old sister. Her sister made told her not to be too nice to people because she has a tendency to do that.
Other: It's kind of hard to get to know her, because of how private she can be.

Thanks)

The prince sighed and straightened out his suit, waiting for the chatter or laughter that signified that there were more people in the palace. He knew that he wouldn't meet the ladies for a little while and he shrugged, finding his parents deep in conversation and deciding that heading to his room for a while would be a good idea.

Jasmine had arrived at the palace at the same time as another girl, with pretty blonde hair, and the two were talking quietly now. Katelyn laughed softly at a joke Jasmine told her. They had hit it off quickly, and both of them were glad they at least knew someone here.

Calista got there soon enough and walked in and looked around the room. She knew no one there. She found an empty table and sat.

Alli jumped off the plane and removed her high heels. Cringing at the hot pavement, she ran, clutching the pumps. Late to the selection? She thought to herself as she ran across the trail surrounded by fenced-off fans. A few people cheered for her, but being a four, there weren't many. Most of the people here were either activists for caste equality egging on sevens and eights or simple-minded fans holding signs with pictures of the twos and threes who would be in the selection. Her caste put her smack-dab in the middle, leaving her with only people from her town who had seen her around and snatched up a ticket to the debut.
She approached the door, and a guard opened it for her. She felt bad running barefoot across the shiny newly cleaned floors, but Alli had other things on her mind. How does the prince feel about being tardy?

(Oof, can I hop on board with a totally new character because my brain really isnt working and I dont have time to do a template)

(Sure)

Zaera left the plane and immediately heard the screams that came with her appearance. Of course some people would be here for her. She put on her signature smile that was so forced it felt natural and made her way past the crowd, smiling waving, and greeting anyone she could. The walk took her a minute or two before she reached the car to take her to the palace, but she was ready to get there. She entered and let the car take her to the palace where she exited and walked inside only a few minutes off, call it fashionably late. She could use that as an excuse right? She was a model.

Talin heard the ladies arrive, sighing as he realized he didn't know anything about how he was supposed to act during this whole thing. Was he supposed to greet them all right now? Or was it later? He groaned and ran a hand through his hair, deciding just to go down right now. He walked out of his room and rolled his shoulders as he walked down to where they were supposed to be gathering, wondering if they had any more clue what they were doing than he did.