forum I guess it's kinda like descendants [closed sry]

Started August 10, 2019 by @Leo-Valdez-Is-The-God-Of-Chaos

tune

"Right, yes, ok. I sing, and that's about it," she warned, tapping her chin thoughtfully.

“Sounds perfect! Now we just need to trick—I mean, recruit—someone to play guitar and someone to play bass,” she said, beaming. “You’re the best, Eris!”

"Yes, I know," she said before pausing. "Who are you again? Wait, where am I - right, ok, yes, I definitely should have brought my notebook."

“My name is Ivory Lapin,” she sighed. “You don’t remember me? Daughter of the White Rabbit?”

"No, yes, I remember now, do I have a pen, or - ah!" She pulled out an extremely sharp-tipped pen and scribbled something on her hand. "Okay, what were you saying?"

Ivory rolled her eyes. “Aces, I should have written my name on my forehead,” she replied. “I want to form a band and you agreed to join. I play the drums.”

"Hm…" she tapped her chin thoughtfully. "I'm not sure how my father would feel about that. I'll have to talk to him."

“Why would he care?” Ivory asked, getting more and more frustrated. She was not known for her patience.

Eris narrowed her eyes with annoyance. "Because of my memory issues, I talk to my father about any and all decisions I make. Sometimes I get myself into things and later forget and get in trouble because of it. Not that that's any of your business."

Ivory sighed. “Okay, that makes sense,” she admitted. She did have a problem about making stupid decisions.

Quinn stood silently, half listening to their conversation, half not. He started humming under his breath, eyes sliding over Ivory. Daughter of the White Rabbit, eh? Another Wonderlander? Interesting.

"Thank you for validating my life," Eris replied coldly.

Revan walked over to the two. "Well good evening both of you." He said and bowed jokingly.

Quinn smirked slightly at Revan, and decided to follow his lead. He finished his drink, adjusting the hat on his head as he walked over. His bright red eyes flashed in the lighting.

Ivory rolled her eyes. This was not at all going the way she had hoped. “Good evening,” she repeated, glancing at Revan. She then noticed Quinn and frowned.

Revan smiled at them both. "So what are you ladies up to? Something… Wicked?" He asked and leaned against a chair.

Quinn smirked slightly as he walked over, looking at the two ladies. "Good evening." He greeted. He would not bow to commoners, whether or not he still retained his royal rank.

Name: Tim Pan
Gender: Male
Parents (both): Peter and Wendy
Appearance: looks stretched out vertically, wears a hat like Peter Pan's
Other: Can fly a little bit

“What do you think?” Ivory asked sarcastically, gesturing to her wide, innocent eyes and small stature. “Do I look like the type to even be capable of that?”

"What's the commotion?" A tall young man slid over to the table, a bright smile on his face. "I couldn't help but overhear." He stuck his hand out to Ivory. "Timothy Pan, at your service."

"especially with that innocent look. I say yes." Revan smirked then looked at Quinn. "Hello to you"

“Hello,” Ivory said flatly to Quinn, her eyes narrowing. “And hi Timothy. Excuse me, Mr…whatever your name is, but I have never participated in anything remotely wicked and don’t plan to.”

"ah, and it's Revan, Prince Revan." He nodded and looked at all the others

"a little wicked never hurt." Tim said, his grin still wide.