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Nov 21, 2013 04:40PM
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Hey brb gotta talk to my mom She doesn't live here so I gotta talk
Its okay! So, what kind of rps do you usually do? °~°
I rp with a lot of different things.
me too. I can do romance, supernatural, etc. do you have anything in mind?
hmm, do you want to do something fantasy, or more realistic?
Cool :). Do you want to do something with some romance....?
Sure. If you would like to.
okay. hm, so what are you thinking the plot line should be? are they best friends, strangers-- oh! I have an idea! ;D I'm thinking maybe we could do something with maybe a prince falling in love with a maid/peasant/some one of lower class, or a princess falls in love with a page boy/stable cleaner/someone of lower class? Or, if you'd prefer, we could do something else.
NO. That is such a great idea.
Awesomeee :D. Do you want it to be princess of prince? I don't care.
okay, g'night! I should probably get off too..... see ya tomorrow or whenever! -_- Zzzzz....
Can I be the princess or the girl character?
Sure! So do you wanna be a princess or a maid?
Candy? (can I call you candy?)
(( You can call me candy or kitten what ever is easiest))
cool :) so your princess, and I'm a server boy? oh, what if during a dinner, hes the server, and then he like, byaccidently spills wine all over her or something?
lol, thanks ;). So, do you wanna make our charries now?
Sure wanna make yours first
kk!
Name: Tyson Librek
Age: 19
Castle Job: Server boy
Appearance: Short messy brown hair, dark brown almond shaped eyes, full lips, sharp nose, tannish skin.
Name: Tyson Librek
Age: 19
Castle Job: Server boy
Appearance: Short messy brown hair, dark brown almond shaped eyes, full lips, sharp nose, tannish skin.
Name: Jessica DupontAge: 18 1/2
Castle job: None ((she is the princess)
Appearance:
http://www.hamaarethoughts.com/2012/0...
pretty ;) ok, do you wanna start when dinner begins? OH NO! wait, what if the princess is meeting a suitor, because her parents want her married, and then they end up falling in love, and her parents are really mad cause he isn't royal, and so they like run away?
((I'm hereOkie))
Jess walked into the dinning hall
Tyson readied himself at the door, ready for the royal drunkards to hound him for more wine. He knew how it went: People get drunk, fights break out, secrets are slipped, engagement/marrigaes broken, feuds, and above all, more wine.
Jess sat down at her usual spot waiting for diner to be served. She looked around for any hints of diner. She didn't like to eat much because she was terrified of being fat. She waited for the servents to pass out the food.((What time period is this?))
((uh, maybe around 1800's?))
The food was passed around, and Tyson had to refill serveral glass's in the first minutes. People were sowing Red wine fasterthan he could serve, and dont even get him started in white.
The food was passed around, and Tyson had to refill serveral glass's in the first minutes. People were sowing Red wine fasterthan he could serve, and dont even get him started in white.
((Oh...Okay.))Jess smoothed her white dress with purple sash. Digging into her food politely. Taking small bites and smiling like she was listening to the conversation. She wasn't She was off in her mind thinking...
He moved to refill Knight Heralds wine, when he tripped on someones shoe.... and his tray flew! Flew out of his hands, and on every white fabric ot could find.... including the princess's white gown. It was now had dripping red spots, which were rapidly spreading. "Oh! I'm ever so sorry princess," he cried, grabbing a handkercheif and attempted to dab at his mess.
Jess looked down supprised at what happened but it gave her a moment to leave the dinner table. she mouthed a silet thankyou at the boy.
"Get your bloody hands off my daughter!" the king outraged. "Leave the room immediatley, before I strip you of your job!"
Tyson, wide-eyed, left the room in a hurry, the kings words vibrating still inside his head. But what left an even more terriffying mark, was the words that had formed on the princess's lips, which made is heart burst with a joy unlike no other. He had always been in love with her, every young man was, but he felt as if he felt something even more special than the rest of them.
Tyson, wide-eyed, left the room in a hurry, the kings words vibrating still inside his head. But what left an even more terriffying mark, was the words that had formed on the princess's lips, which made is heart burst with a joy unlike no other. He had always been in love with her, every young man was, but he felt as if he felt something even more special than the rest of them.
Jess skipped up the steps, when the servent touched her she felt a jolt like lightning. He was cute! She skipped up to her room happily sticking her arms out waiting for her maids to undress her and get more clothes, and fix her hair, etc. That was what happened when you were princess you ALWAYS got fussed around with, Not like she minded. She liked when people paid attention to her. Her parents tried to make time for her just never had time to spare sience they were rulers. She frowned a little but immediately grinned again remembering the servent, Tyson's hands on her she felt a blush creep up her cheeks. "Dress me slower." said Jess wanting to waste time before she had to go back downstairs to the terribly boring dinner. "Oh, I want a braid." she said smiling at her maids. She awlays tried to be kind to them because they were so nice to her.
Tyson retreated to the kitchens, sitting g on a spare chair. When he looked back on it, he knew how people must of though of him. Him, touching a princess? Dispicable! But he just couldn't help touching the silky surface of her dress, underneath it a petticoat, until all he would be touching was soft, warm skin. He yearned for that touch....
"Hey, Tyse! Would you mind helping?!" Bruno, the kings personally chef snapped at him. Tyson sighed, returning to reality from a dream that could never come true.
"Hey, Tyse! Would you mind helping?!" Bruno, the kings personally chef snapped at him. Tyson sighed, returning to reality from a dream that could never come true.
Jess laughed and twirled around once the braid was complete she looked... Pretty. That was something she rarely thought of herself. Most of the tie she assumed people came after her or asked for her hand in marriage because she was royalty. "You look lovley. Ma Lady." Said her maid, Rose.
"Thanks you." she replied kindly
Jess was happy she kept replaying the moment over and over again in her mind with the servent.
"Rose, who was it who was touching me?" she asked
"Ma Lady, I wasn't at the feast with you." Rose replied kindly she was like Jess's second mother. More of a mother to her than her birth mother because she actually had time for her.
"Ok." Jess replied her mood slightly darkening but not enough for anyone to notice.
Jess was escorted down the stairs by one of her gaurds and headed back into the boring dining room before heading down she took some parchment and ink and wrote...
Thank you for tying to help me, This is the princess, Jess ending this note. I'm sorry my father yelled at you like that. Sometimes he can be over protective. I'm not upset you spilled on me.
-Jess, Princess of the Royal Family-
(Royal Stamp)
she slipped the note into Tyson's coat pocket as she walked by briskly as if nothing happened.
Tysob felt and heard the rustle of paper. He turned, and saw Jessica walking past him, and toward the dinning hall. "Um, I'm going to the bathroom," he lied, heading past Bruno and into the washroom, hand clamped over the piece of parchment. When he locked the door behind him, he took the note out of his pocket, careful, as if it was as precious as a child. He opened it delicately. He read through it quickly, his eyes scanning the page. When he came to the end, he was a bit dissapointed. It was so... short. And he wanted so much more than just a note. He wanted to see her beautiful face, to caress her cheek, and take her in his arms as if she were his.
Jess watched him leave to the bathroom sad to see him leave she guessed he was reading her note. She hoped he wrote back...
Tyson slipped out of the bathroom, and snuck into the library. He sat at one of the desks, and dipped a quill in ink.
Dear Princess Jessica,
I appreciate your letter, and I want to apologize for spilling the wine on you.
Dear Princess Jessica,
I appreciate your letter, and I want to apologize for spilling the wine on you.
Tyson slipped out of the bathroom, and snuck into the library. He sat at one of the desks, and dipped a quill in ink.
Dear Princess Jessica,
I appreciate your letter, and I want to apologize for spilling the wine on you. I hope to see you again and/or write to you again.
Signed,
Tyson.
He sighed, hoping he wasn't being to forward. He went up to her rooms, and slipped it under her door.
Dear Princess Jessica,
I appreciate your letter, and I want to apologize for spilling the wine on you. I hope to see you again and/or write to you again.
Signed,
Tyson.
He sighed, hoping he wasn't being to forward. He went up to her rooms, and slipped it under her door.
((Yep.))After dinner Jess walked into her room. She was still hungry she only ate half of what was on her plate and a bite of a desert when she walked into her room she had her maids undress her and redress her into her night clothes. She slipped her hand under her pillow once she was ready for bed and layed on her side. She realized that something was crinkling. She found a note...FROM HIM!
