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@EtherealDreamer

Character A is a royal, the new prince of his father's kingdom, Sunstasia, while Character B is their royal guard, personally appointed by the newly found king himself.


"Breaking my back in the heart of this land
Feet above water and softened in sand
I could have wanted any part of this"


Sunstasia is currently in the depths of war with a neighbouring kingdom, Latharia.
Previously the father of Character A, or otherwise known as the king, was named ill and though the war started on the commands of the king, he has just recently passed, leaving his son as King and leader of the kingdom's army.
I will be Character A


"But I find that heat is too harsh on the skin
Drowning in light, need the cold to sink in to my soul,
My soul"


The rules of this roleplay are literally just andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer)'s rules, but if you do want to be the other part, Character B I must ask that you submit a writing sample at least a paragraph long, the maximum is two paragraphs, if you are accepted, please tell me if you have any triggers.


"Ignore signs of change, no more
I come back again, I am flawed"


Here is the character sheet:

Name:
Age:
Nicknames (if any):
Appearance:
non-formal clothing style:
Mannerisms:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Backstory:
Other:
if you want to add to the sheet, feel free to do so.


"Swallow me whole with the moon on my back
One side is pink and the other is black,
I'm good at hiding in the dead and grey"


this will be a romance, though i'm hoping it will be more of a slowburn kind of thing.


"But time after time, I've been people I'm not
Places we go to are all that we've got
So why don't we go?
So why don't we go?
I'll never know."


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raises hand and waves it wildly PLEASE PICK ME OMG I HAVE A GIRL WHO WOULD BE LITERALLY PERFECT FOR THIS PLEASE IF YOU'RE OKAY WITH THE GUARD BEING A GIRL OH PLEASE PICK MEEEEEEEEE

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(If you want to I'd love to do another version of this with you!!)

@EtherealDreamer

raises hand and waves it wildly PLEASE PICK ME OMG I HAVE A GIRL WHO WOULD BE LITERALLY PERFECT FOR THIS PLEASE IF YOU'RE OKAY WITH THE GUARD BEING A GIRL OH PLEASE PICK MEEEEEEEEE

IM SORRY I DIDNT LET YOU IN SOONER I DIDNT SEE THIS UNTIL JUST NOWโ€”

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I copied and pasted this from another rp to fit this template. Lmk if there's anything you want me to change!

Name: Farah Dowling
Age: 23
Nicknames (if any): Nope! :)
Appearance: Farah is an attractive woman with dark brown eyes and ash blonde hair. She has a soft but defined jawline, and her figure is lean and curvy, even with the muscles she's developed from years of training and battles. Farah is tall for a woman โ€“ 5'10" โ€“ and has long legs. She has a tattoo on her index finger of a line circling above her knuckle and three dots closer to her fingertips, and she speaks with a British accent.
non-formal clothing style: She typically wears fine clothes, made of silk or leather, in the colors of the royals (going to go out on a limb and say green, white, and gold, if that's cool). When she appears in public with her family, she wears an emerald green dress (floor length, cowl neckline, poet sleeves) with white and gold filigree, sharp white heels, and her hair in a beautifully chaotic, somehow braided updo. In the comfort of her home, she wears button-up blouses (in lots of colors, but mainly white, pink, and navy blue), black "dress pant" like pants, black flats, and her hair in a loose low bun at the nape of her neck. In battle, she dons the royal colors with a green tunic with white accents and gold armor that is specific to her measurements and designed to be both light and durable. In battle, she wears her hair in a high ponytail with a few wispy pieces framing the sides of her face.
Mannerisms: Farah is typically a very closed-off and hardened woman, coming off as tough or having a hard outer shell. She has what could be defined as trust issues, but when someone can get past her stoic exterior, she's a total softie โ€“kind, caringโ€ฆ motherly, almost. Even though she has trust issues, if someone earns her trust, she is loyal to a fault. She also can be reckless and headstrong in situations where she needs to be patient, however, she also tends to overanalyze at times as well. The overanalyzing happens when she is plotting out battle strategies with her fellow soldiers, but in the heat of the moment, she is known for her "thoughtlessly calculated" tactics. Her presence takes up an entire space from the moment she enters, which can cause her to initially come off as more intimidating than she actually can be.
Likes: Training, thunderstorms, lilies, books, cats, her clothes
Dislikes: Her parents, the princess (solely because she ran away), her trainers
Backstory: Farah is a soldier in the Sunstasian army. She's been training since her teenage years to be one of the most elite trackers in the royal military. She is the daughter and only child of a high-ranking noble family who were determined to make her succeed, whatever the cost. So Farah spent hours upon hours in training sessions, working herself continuously to hone her techniques in both hand-to-hand combat and with various assortments of weaponry. Some sessions were better than others, but oftentimes, her trainers worked with Farah until the young girl passed out completely. Farah used to have bruises down her arms and back from falling since no one ever attempted to catch her. The sessions still haunt her. All Farah had wanted to do as a girl was impress her parents and the royal family, who she was taught to respect, serve, and above all, fear. While her family and trainers had given her guidance, it wasn't the guidance Farah really needed. Her parents made it abundantly clear on multiple occasions that Farahโ€™s natural fighting abilities were the only reason she was valued in Sunstasia. Now that Farah has officially become a member of the royal military and the most accomplished tracker, agent, and fighter, and she is assigned to a new post. One that may not come as easily.
Other: Bisexualllllllllllll

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Name: Adrien Avarestie
Age: 22
Nicknames (if any): none
Appearance: Adrien is a pale young adult of royal blood, he is tall โ€” six foot โ€” with slightly loose, curly golden blonde hair that is cute on the sides, and reaches the bottoms of his ears, his hair is also slightly fluffy and thick. He is lanky, with elongated, skinny limbs. His eye's are a slight hazel, with flecks of gold in them.
non-formal clothing style: this but this is what he wears when he is in formal wear, but the white velvet type cloth that makes up most of it is emerald green, with white outlining the shoulders, with golden pins and stuff on the light gold stash type thing (sorry im not to into royalcore or medieval outfits so I don't know the proper terms.
Mannerisms: Adrien likes to talk with his hands, and appear slightly more feminine when with people he is close with, something that would obviously be frowned upon by the other people in the kingdom.
Likes: skirts, dresses and the color Robin's Egg Blue
Dislikes: war, his father and the acts of violence his father insisted on when he was king.
Backstory: Adrien spent his entire childhood being "whipped into shape" and frowned upon by his father, who took to abuse and violence to try to rid his son, who was bound to be king one day, of his irregular feminine ways. As Adrien grew up and got older, he began to resent his father, actively avoiding him and even refusing to see him on his death bed. His mother kept her thoughts inside her head and never showed him any comfort in his emotions and ways, so he grew up feeling vaguely lonely.
Other: Adrien is a crossdresser, though he only cross dresses in his sleeping quarters, with the large wooden doors locked and then hides all his "woman's clothing" in a truck under his bed, the trunk has a lock and he has the only key to the lock.

@EtherealDreamer

(sure!)

Adrien was not ready for the war meeting, but he was in a long room, with a wooden table set up for all members of the kingdoms council, in which they would discuss the ongoing war with their once ally.

Adrien felts the light of the gas lamps glowing against his skin and sighed into the air, sitting in the head chair at the table.

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Farah sat in the seat to the immediate left of Adrien, being his personal guard. She was wearing her traditional soldier's wear, and she discreetly picked at its hem. At some of the other men's suggestions, the woman inhaled swiftly and straightened.

"Stop arguing!" she finally declared. "If you think we can drag this war out for any longer without drastic consequences, you're all idiots."

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Adrien smiled and nodded.
"I must agree, though minus the insult on your intelligence" Adrien piped up, from the end on the long table.

"Farah is correct, now I know most of you council members are wealthy men, who think you know better than some woman." He said loudly.
"But if you're going to think that way I must ask you to leave my kingdom's council, we do not need your bigotry and prejudice here in this room, let alone on Sunstasia's council" he said clearly, from his seat.

Mumbles began to flutter around the other end of the table, among the council members and Adrien raised a brow, his face set in a stony like look.
"Council dismissed" he said and all the council members stood and hurried from the room. Adrien could tell none of the council members took his dislike of war into thought, and preferred his father's speeches and defenses compared to his own, but he could not muster enough energy to care.

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Farah crossed her arms and subtly smirked as she watched the members leave. Several of them, she recognized as friends of her parents, and some, she knew simply through their reputation. All of them, however, she had a slight disdain for.

"After that, they couldn't seem to get out quick enough, could they?" she asked, arching her eyebrows and turning her attention to Adrien. "Well said, Your Majesty. Would you like to get back to your room now?"

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"don't call me that right now please" Adrien pleaded, standing up and rubbing his eyelids with his fingers.

"I simply cannot take this job anymore, I want to quit, but then the people will never trust my mother as queen because she has literally never spoken to anyone but my father and I, and keeps herself locked in her sleeping quarters all through the day" he says, groan into the air.

"this is not easy Farah, please make my job easier by treating me like we are equal when we are together, call me Adrien, not your majesty, I want to be spoken to by you as if I am just another person, not the king who decides the upcoming fate of this kingdom." He says, whining slightly.

"But yes, I do agree, most of the kingdoms council members are rich white men who own land, therefore they think they are superior compared to colored people and women" He scoffs lightly "what a shame, Thomas is the only colored person on the council. but out thinks all of them at once, by simply speaking one sentence." He says with a smirk, offering his hand to Farah.

"But yes, I would like to return to my room" he says.

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Farah's eyes widened a bit at his critiques of his mother. Despite her aloof reputation, Farah had developed a liking of the queen. "I've spoken with the queen a few times," she admitted. "She might make a good queen if it weren't for the distance she keeps from her peopleโ€ฆ and I understand what you mean. The few times I worked with your father, I gained a greater comprehension of all your job entails."

She eyed his hand, took it slowly, and rose to her feet with his help. "Indeed, Thomas is one of the few who I can stand on this council. Now, Adrien," she emphasized his name with a small smirk tugging on her lips, "allow me to escort you back to your quarters. I'd like to change out of this ghastly armor as soon as possible."

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"me as well" Adrien said, walking down the castles corridor towards his quarters.
"This attire is making my lower neck itchy" he expressed, scratching his neck lightly, opening the door to his quarters lightly and turning towards Farah.

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Farah laughed. "Don't all of your uniforms make you feel that way?" she asked, inclining her head knowingly as they walked. She noted his quick pace back and matched it stride for stride.

She took her post outside his door, glancing at him knowingly. The woman was never allowed inside until she was invited.

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"come in" Adrien said, stepping aside, the bed was unmade at request for the service women to stay out of his room.

"It's a bit wild in here though" Adrien said with a small smile. "I had to rush this morning" he said with a small smile, hoping Farah wouldnt noticed the trunk under his bed, in which was usually covered by the sheet, which almost touched the floor, but now you could faintly see it, as Adrien had forgot to make his bed that morning.

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Farah dipped her head in acknowledgment and stepped into the room. "Yes, I can see that," she remarked, stepping over a small pile of clothes. "Would you like my help in cleaning?"

Her eyes darted around, taking in all aspects of the messy room. She noticed the trunk, but she didn't think too much of it. She thought it just contained dress clothes or potentially a blanket for a cold night. "You could start by making your bed," she teased lightly.