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A. Vampire Queen.
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Jun 27, 2013 07:07PM
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Haha okay :) Princess and a knight? The princess is the betrothed to another and not allowed to see a knight ever.
Well basically she falls for a knight anyway, and they have to fight to be together. In many different ways.So on that base, wanna start?
Okay then.Name: Lady Elizabeth Stone
Age: 17
Appearance: http://thehungergames.wikia.com/wiki/...
About: sweet, fun, outgoing, a fighter, loyal, strong and loving.
SRY! I can't use my computer much, but I'll promise I'll put my charrie up as soon as possible, k?
Name: Arthur McOwen
Age: 21
Appearance: The looks of a human with a combination of dark brown and jet black hair in a wild and unruly way. He is well-built, although not overly so. With a height of 6 feet, most mortals have to strain their necks when they are at an extremely close proximity. Bulging muscles that sometimes highlighted a scar across his shoulder blade, even as he hated it
About: Intelligent and resourceful, although sometimes it's misused for negative reasons. Diamond-headed when it comes to something he strongly supports but if you knew where to poke and pry, you can probably get through him. Lazy at times but when he is very much interested in something, the adrenaline pumping through him to do it will be more than water in the sea and faster than photons in high-speed. Quite sarcastic and humorous, mostly triggered as a defensive system or to try and mock someone. Loves to stay awake as long as possible to just do non-beneficial actions such as toying with his weapons. If not for all the missions, he would have called staring at girls his 4th in his always-do-list. Of course, the first is to breathe; the second to eat; and the third to drink. Adventurous and very curious in anything he is interested in.
Age: 21
Appearance: The looks of a human with a combination of dark brown and jet black hair in a wild and unruly way. He is well-built, although not overly so. With a height of 6 feet, most mortals have to strain their necks when they are at an extremely close proximity. Bulging muscles that sometimes highlighted a scar across his shoulder blade, even as he hated it
About: Intelligent and resourceful, although sometimes it's misused for negative reasons. Diamond-headed when it comes to something he strongly supports but if you knew where to poke and pry, you can probably get through him. Lazy at times but when he is very much interested in something, the adrenaline pumping through him to do it will be more than water in the sea and faster than photons in high-speed. Quite sarcastic and humorous, mostly triggered as a defensive system or to try and mock someone. Loves to stay awake as long as possible to just do non-beneficial actions such as toying with his weapons. If not for all the missions, he would have called staring at girls his 4th in his always-do-list. Of course, the first is to breathe; the second to eat; and the third to drink. Adventurous and very curious in anything he is interested in.
Elizabeth stood by the window in her room as her handmaiden tightened her corset strings. She sighed as her torso was yanked along with the strings, she felt so trapped in these dresses. She rubbed her chest as her maiden finished and stepped away. "You may leave." She told her softly. Once her maiden was gone she stepped out onto her balcony and to a deep breath, as was allowable in the tight corsetting. She looked over the hills with longing. What it would be like to escape these walls and go out in the world.
Arthur was saddling his horse slowly through the forest, following a natural pathway and keeping his senses high on alert. His men were following behind him, and the four of them out just to hunt a messenger that was said to be lost in the forests. The old Duke sent him out, saying if he were to come back with any good news, he and his men were to be rewarded generously. Of course, as the day went by, he started to regret agreeing. He was yawning once every few minutes, his eyes starting to droop and his laboured his breath lazily, starting to sleep from boredom.
Elizabeth gave up on her daydreaming, knowing she was expected downstairs by her mother and father. She straightened her dress and left her room, walking towards the dining hall for breakfast. She stopped outside and took a deep breath before stepping in and greeting her parents.
Arthur breathed in the coolness of the morning's air. He normally woke up early, but to suddenly change his clock and wake him up at 3 in the morning was just unexpected. Too bad, he actually had little choice when it comes to the duke personally asking favours. He opened his saddle bag and retrieved a loaf of already cold bread and started half-heartily eating it. He looked back to find his men already finished their food, looking as bored as ever.
She sat and ate with her parents as they talked about things that nearly bored he into falling asleep at the table as she ate. She sighed softly and finished her breakfast, waiting for an excuse to escape them and go outside.
"There!" came a sudden cry from behind him.
Arthur snapped his head to his back and followed his man's finger to a limp figure on the ground. He hopped off his horse and raced to the side of the limp body, his men busying themselves with tying the horses to the trees before joining him.
Arthur snapped his head to his back and followed his man's finger to a limp figure on the ground. He hopped off his horse and raced to the side of the limp body, his men busying themselves with tying the horses to the trees before joining him.
Elizabeth was excused and hurried through the grand halls tiwards the back of the property, walking across the tended gardens and towards the wild that taunted her. She ducked into the trees, heading for her favourite spot.
Arthur knelt beside the man, looking at his parcel and how he dressed, examining him. After he was truly convinced that he was indeed the messenger, he sent his men to take him back while he further investigated the situation at hand.
There were no trace of blood whatsoever, and it seemed the messenger just fainted like that. As his men left, he went along to observe his surroundings, trying to capture any catalyst that caused the poor fellow to just faint in the middle of nowhere.
There were no trace of blood whatsoever, and it seemed the messenger just fainted like that. As his men left, he went along to observe his surroundings, trying to capture any catalyst that caused the poor fellow to just faint in the middle of nowhere.
She reached a small clearing full of sunlight and smiled. Her safe place, her haven. She walked into the middle and laid on the ground, staring up at the sky, making shapes with the clouds and losing herself in her imagination.
((Lolz how do u want them to meet?))
Arthur scratched his head. There didn't seem to be anything here to cause the effect the messenger had. No chemical, no spores in the air, no plants, no insects, not even a trace of poison has ever set a foot in that particular area.
Arthur scratched his head. There didn't seem to be anything here to cause the effect the messenger had. No chemical, no spores in the air, no plants, no insects, not even a trace of poison has ever set a foot in that particular area.
((However, him coming to her home, maybe him working for her father?))She sighed and closed her eyes as the sunlight hit her face. She smiled to herself at the serenity of the forest around her. Her little piece of heaven."
((Thought so. Because he's working for her father, he comes to there house or finds her in her woods))
(( Can u wait till i get to my pc? Cause 1. its inconvienient on my phone and 2. I should be sleeping. Its 5:40 am here..))



