You are cordially invited
Character A is from a wealthy merchant family that is down on their luck. Loosing money quickly due to a horrible contract that had the family at a loss for their money and scampering to keep their higher status, they take advantage of the chance to marry their child off into a new family.
to the union of two hearts
Character B is the fist born child to the large lordship that presides over the ports and farms, the fiefdom called Stalright. They’re the heir to the family and are looking for a husband/wife, so they hold parties, to get to know the available people for the role.
in the bond
Character A does not want to get married, and especially to the tyrant their parents have set their eyes on. The young lordling of the fiefdom. Character A is preferring to become a sailer, to work on their parents ships and eventually become the head of the family. But with the money declining, the family is getting restless.
of matrimony.
Character B is called a tyrant. But they aren;t not really. What people see as them being a tryrant, is them with just some anger issues. And maybe a little tyrannical. They do think that those who commit treason should be sent to death. Those who break the laws should be punished severely.
- If you want to join this RP, please make sure replies are at least 100 words, 150-300 would be preferred and anything more is welcome. I just dont know if I’ll be able to reply with the same gusto if you go over about 400 words.
- If you know that your life is going to overtake you, or you simply need a break, please let me know, as I always try my best to do the âme for others.
- Please be kind outside of RP, inside, I don’t mind, as long as it doesn’t break andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer)’s rules.
- I have no limitations on topic’s within RP, but if you have anything you’d prefer not to do, just let me know! I do not want to do anything to offend any possible RP partners, and I always try to make sure there are boundaries if they are needed.
- Communication is very important to me. I would prefer someone active enough to make at least one reply a day, but I know life comes up. So if that happens, just let me know, and we’re all good.
I’ll ask for a writing sample for this one, and I’ll get a template up once someone joins.
I’d prefer to be A
Omg heyyy I know we're already in the process of making a role play but can I please join this 🥹
(You said you can't do MxM Thisis specifically desigened for an MxM)
(Oh no I didn't see that- fuck.)
(I mean, you could give being a vindictive man who slowly falls for my sweet Cass. You can always try.)
(I could do that lol I'll never be good at something unless I try it lol, that is if you'll have me?)
(Of course, I don't need a writing sample from you, as I already know your writing style.)
(The story starts at the engagement party, do you want character sheets or wing it as we go?)
(<3)
(Ooo okay, I sometimes prefer to wing it if you don't mind?)
(Of course, let me get the starter)
(What's your guys name? Lord what?)
Cassius was not happy. Despite how much he loved parties and music, this was not a party he wanted to be at. His parents had thought it would be a wonderful idea for him to get married. To keep their wealth and high status. Cass didn’t know what to think of that, it was his father's own damn fault that he’d lost most of their fortune and he decided to use his only son to get more money.
So that put Cass here, at his own stupid engagement party, and he was not having any fun. Really he would rather slam his head into the nearby wall than meet the lordling he was supposed to marry. The arrogant tyrant that ruled over them all. He shakes his head, swirling his glass of wine and looking into the deep ruby red liquid. It looked like blood, really.
He sighed and kept the slight smile on his face, pretending, and being very damn good at it, that he was pleased with he engagement. That he was happy his family was able to reimburse their coffers
(Okie dokie)
(His name is, Bishop.)
(Lord Bishop?I must say I chuckled at that slightly. Cassius and Bishop it is :)
( you know I did too it's totally fine I understand lol. I don't know why I like that name I usually differ between Nick and Bishop for my male characters I'm really Bland when it comes to making them XD)
( I'll come up with a reply in a little bit tho)
(Take your time. Remember, Cruel, vindictive ball of anger- thinks everyone is below him. So bratty as well)
(That's me in a nut shell I got this/jk lol)
(XDD, just reply whenever)
(Okie doke! I may have to wait till tomorrow because I'm in the process of hopefully buying a snake-)
(I haven't forgotten about you don't worry I've been moving 🤦♀️ I'll get a reply up tonight!)
Bishop sat in a chair, a glass in his hand with a brown potent liquor inside. He took a swig of it and he made small talk with the occasional person that walked up to him. He didn't have a problem with being there, free liquor, hot guests. What's not to like? There was his fiance, but that man was a stick in the mud, no fun at all especially at this party, he wasn't fooling anyone, he was visually upset that he was here, that this party was even happening, the whole engagement all together, to Bishop it didn't really matter, a party is a party, and the engagement wasn't a big deal he didn't understand what all the fuss was about.
(Lol pretty boy Cass wouldn't like that train of thought, I'll reply to this soon)
(Lmao then I was spot on with my reply, just take your time I'm in no rush.)
Cass was silent for long moments before he looked up at the crowd of people, his eyes sliding over their faces. He heaves a heavy sigh and walks around the edge of the dance floor, looking for his husband-to-be. Cass hugs the wall, feeling bored. Incredibly bored. What he would give to be down at the docks, playing cards with the sailors, or hell, getting hired by a captain. All he'd wanted was to be a sailor.
But now, he was locked into wedlock and there wasn't a damn thing he could do about it. He will never sail and he'll be stuck on the fucking continent and at Bishops every beck and call. He rolls his eyes, Cass wouldn't get to see the world.
