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Elitrix ♥{ Thing 1 }♥ The Purple Wonder wrote: "Dibs on friendship...I don't have friends."

Any people in particular? Because his romance is already claimed just so you know. You were talking to me right?

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Elitrix ♥{ Thing 1 }♥ Purple wrote: "๖ۣۜR♥nia wrote: "Elitrix ♥{ Thing 1 }♥ The Purple Wonder wrote: "Dibs on friendship...I don't have friends."

Any people in particular? Because his romance is already claimed just so you know. You ..."

Alright, sure! His first meeting is gonna be with his brother who Grace is making though, so it might be a littke while before we can begin

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ooo very interesting! Approved

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  ║ғᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ × eighteen × july. 4 × single × heterosexual║

· v i s a g e ·
   [ F ] or a girl who's called a name generally for boys, Stevie is actually very pretty. I admit she isn't the tallest girl around, and yeah, she has a different look to herself than other girls, but that doesn't mean her unique image isn't something that a person wouldn't find attractive. Her eyes are more almond shaped than circular, so basically an oval on its side. She's got this little nose that she sometimes scrunched up and uses to make faces at you. Her smile's cute, a little lopsided but also nice in a sort of refreshing way. Like I said, she isn't tall and stands at 5'3, with fair skin. She smells mainly of mint, both because of the shampoo and soap, but also because she's constantly chewing gum. And, word of advice, don't mention her body or weight. It's not that bad, and she isn't fat or anything. She just... doesn't take the topic easily.

· p y s c h e ·
  [ J ] ust your average, sweet looking, most likely nice girl with what you hope is a good sense of humor. That's what Stevie looks like, right? It's okay, your kind of right. She's pretty sweet, and she is pretty nice, and yeah, she does have a nice laugh. But that's just it when it comes to humans. There's layers. Like, Stevie doesn't get upset easily, but once she is, she can be pretty cruel. Or, she's super clueless when it comes to someone hitting on her. Literally. She's not going to know until you go in for the kill. And then, the layer hidden so deep, she doesn't even realize how horrible it is. Stevie, is bulimic. She suffers from bulimia, an eating disorder in which you go through cycles of binging, eating a lot, and purging, which is getting rid of it. Stevie eats all her meal, and then the desert. And possibly will get seconds. Of both courses. And then she'll snack all through the night. Then, before bed, she'll force herself to vomit. And she'll keep going, until the scale tells her the weight that she wants to see. And your probably wondering why, but that'll be in the next section. While troubled, Stevie is still a generally good person. She's nice to strangers, she makes stupid jokes to break the ice, and she isn't a bitch unless you make her one. And she knows how to keep secrets. Who doesn't like a person who hears everything and keeps it to themselves?

· m e m o i r ·
  [ B ] orn to fours, Stevanna was destined for greatness. Her mother was a popular, popular chef. Hell, she could've been a two had she filed for it. She was basically a celebrity. Her father on the other hand was a simple farmer. He and her mother were in good shape, but at a young age Stevie was a bit on the chubby side. She just loved eating, especially her mom's food. It was what made her want to be a chef. Her mother was over joyed, and her father liked that too. He just, didn't want her to be so fat. She was a bit overweight for her age, and you could tell she wasn't like the others because at school she didn't run as much. Her father started feeding her less in efforts to make her loose weight. She was constantly starving, but her mother was always working, so there was to much she could do. Technically, it was the equivalent of being anorexic. Add that too the fact that when she wasn't learning to cook her father had her doing work in the farm. So, a lot less food plus physical activity equals a thinner Stevie. And her mother? Well, she figured Stevie was hitting puberty and loosing all that baby fat. Stevie began sneaking food around. She was just a bit hungry, so a little snack would hurt anyone, right? At first, it was just harmless snacking, but eventually Stevie was eating a lot of food secretly again. Her father had stopped forcing her to eat less, and she ate normal amounts at dinner. But what about after dinner? What about after she made herself another dinner? And after she snacked and snacked? She'd feel bad, so she'd get rid of it. Stevie would take two fingers, shove it down her throat, and throw up until there was nothing left. At first it was just a night a week. Then a couple nights a week. But then, next thing you know it was daily. Sometimes more than once a day. Stevie constantly chews gum to cover up the scent of throw up, but if anyone bothers to pay attention you could tell she snacks a lot during the day. Being a sous chef for the palace is a high honor, and Stevie is glad to have it. She just wishes she was skinnier.

· p r o w e s s ·
┋♕┋ sous chef, 4
┋♕┋ adortions ;; cooking, food, babies and children, being praised, and music
┋♕┋ loathings ;; gaining weight, scales, throwing up, when people talk fast, and nosy people
┋♕┋ aptitudes ;; cooking, playing guitar, and lying
┋♕┋ blemishes ;; bulimia, poor body image, inexperienced with love
┋♕┋ firearms

· r e l a t i v e ·
“father ;; Austin Lees (a.40)
“mother ;; Kelly Lees (a.39)
“brother ;; Samson Lees (a.15)
“friend ;; the other chefs and some maids
“lover ;; none
“enemy ;; none

[Leena]

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►Fυll Nαмe: Dawson Phillip
▸Nιcĸɴαмe: N/A
►Fc: Liana Liberato
▸Bιrтн Plαce: Southern Illea
►Socιαl Sтαɴdιɴɢ: Caste 2
▸Seхυαlιтy: Heterosexual
►Occυpαтιoɴ: (In search of a job)

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⊰Mαιɴ Trαιтѕ
•Empathetic
•Loving
•Naïve
•Slightly competitive




⊰Fαvorιтeѕ
♥Children
♥Baby animals
♥Long walks by the river
♥Reading Romance Novels

⊰Loαтнeѕ
✗Overbearing women
✗Her Aunt and Uncle
✗Someone raising their voice to her
✗Disrespectful urchins

⊰Forтeѕ
♥Patience
♥Empathy
♥Secrets

⊰Deғιcιeɴcιeѕ
✗Her emotions
✗Confrontations
✗Shy

⊰Terrorѕ
✗Death by strangulation
✗Becoming Barren
✗Never finding a good man

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Children should have parents that love, cherish, and nurture them. Ones that would give their lives up for their little ones, but its not always the case for every child. Little Dawson was such child, she was born and immediately handed off to her aunt and uncle, they were to raise her as their own. Her biological mother was no more than a child, and incapable of taking care of Dawson. Thus the Auntie and Uncle got dibs on her, it was just a game really, to them at least. They only thought of her as a way to get money, because they knew that they would be able to arrange her a marriage to someone above their caste for a decent price. It was hard being a Caste 6, at least they thought so, and figured that since they couldn't really ever move up in status, well they could at least move up in wealth. They didn't see the beauty in the light haired, blue eyed baby, they only saw dollar signs. Of course none of the rest of the family knew of their intentions, if they had, they surely would've done something about it. Or one would at least hope that they would intervene, but you never about people, so many turn a blind eye these days.
Dawson was a talkative baby, all that baby gibberish that people talk about came right out of her mouth practically from day one. She had a light in her eyes, and a smile that was completely and totally infectious. Most couldn't help but smiling with the babe, and often people wondered how her guardians could ever keep such sour looks on their faces when they had such a little angel in their lives. Dawson was brought up in a strict home because of her parents, and she didn't get much leeway in anything. School was like a vacation for her, at least she could have friends, and do activities without being questioned every five seconds. Though she only had two real friends, she still looked forward to school every day that she had it. Summers were torture for her, having to be under surveillance by her aunt the entire time, it was hard and sometimes almost drove her to the point of crazy.

As she entered her teenage years she became weary, because her guardians started acting more strange than ever. She didn't know what they were cooking, but it was going to be something bad, and it involved her, it had to. Every time she walked into a room they would quiet down and look at her strangely, if she asked about it then they would laugh it off and say she was just imagining things, hmm yeah people needed to realize that she wasn't a blind sheep following after some shepherd. She began doing her own investigating, when she could, which wasn't often, but she didn't come up with much. It wasn't until she was fifteen that she found out what was happening, that was when they revealed to her that she was in an arranged marriage to a guard. This didn't bode well for the young girl, she had plans, plans to go to college and to move out and room with her two best friends and to just be wild and free for once, to burst out of the shell. Now all of that was to come to a halt as she was engaged to some older guy that lived in the castle, she would be marrying him within the year and would move into a cottage on palace grounds with him, against her will. Her friends said that she should just runaway, but Dawson wasn't brave enough to do such a thing, plus she had no money to her name. So where would she go? How would she live? Her guardians wouldn't allow her to get a job, Dawson was stuck, and there was nothing she could do about it.

The year passed quickly, and she worked extra, more than anyone else, because she wanted to graduate before she was forced into being a housewife, and she did. Just before her wedding she graduated with honors, and she was proud that she had had control over something at least. The wedding was small and uncomfortable, there was too much silence, and too much lingering on her part when it came to the 'I do's'. She met him at the alter, literally, he was tall and ruggedly good looking, she knew that his name was Dillon and he was 26, that he wanted children and a wife. But that was the extent of her knowledge on him, his eyes were kind as they peered down into hers, and his mouth looked like it smiled a lot, though she didn't know for sure about that or not, yet. The kiss after the ceremony was brief, almost like he could tell she wasn't feeling very comfortable there in front of everyone, he led her out quickly. He was sweet that night, took his time, making sure that Dawson didn't have to experience much pain, and he made many promises to her. Dawson was leery of trusting him though, since she really hadn't had many examples of honest people in her life. He was true to his word though, He ended up going slow, and trying to win her affection, he did his best to get her to fall in love with him, and honestly it started to work halfway through the year, she actually wanted to have a life with this man. She let her walls down slowly, and let him in, and let herself have real feelings. But that was all a mistake, or so she realized almost 7 months into their marriage, why you ask? Because her wonderful, soulful sweet husband died on duty, trying to protect the palace from Southern rebels. It was a shock to her system, she mourned for him for two months straight, never coming out of their cottage. Her guardians tried to get her to come home, but she refused, the king promised to take care of her and even gave her a stipend to receive every month until she either remarried or died, and she was allowed to stay in her cottage and keep her Caste 2 status. Its been hard on the young girl, and she's sworn off ever loving again.



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Relαтιoɴѕ
➤Aunt
➤Uncle
➤Husband, Dillon

Fαтαlιтιeѕ
➤Husband, Dillon
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Plαylιѕт
♬Breaking Up My Bones
♬Tear In My Heart
♬Keep Me Dreaming
♬Daughter

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Approved he and my dude should be buddies tbh

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“I am no bird; and no net ensnares me: I am a free human being with an independent will.”
― Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre




Name Stefan Blokov
Nickname None
Age 19
Birth/Location Moscow, Russia
Relationship Status Single
Social Standing Caste
Time of Birth 7:23 AM
Occupation Diplomat Companion
Favorite Color Moss green
Favorite Animal Fawn
Favorite Flower None
Face Claim river viiperi

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Traits
-Flirt
-Determined
-hard-working
-Open-minded
-Mischievous

Fancies
*A good rum
*Deep conversation
*Adventure
*Dancing
*Drama

Forgoes
*Sulky women
*Selfishness
*Fanciful ideas that are not realistic
*Fake people
*Hand grenades


Ｈｉｓｔｏｒｙ

Stefan Blokov, a boy that was meant for great things, yet didn't fulfill them. He was born to an elite family, in Illea they would be considered a Caste 2. They were beyond wealthy, highly respected, and highly intelligent. Things happen though, where fate is beating against the world, and the decisions they wish for. Stefan was 9 months old when he was kidnapped from his family, by child traffickers, still a thing in Russia. He was sold on the black market like a piece of meat, thankfully he was sold to a fairly well off family, nothing compared to his previous one, but it would do. The family already had two children, but because of health complications, they could have no more, the parents didn't know how the people came about getting the children. If they had then they would've certainly not have even participated in the buying of a child. They were a loving, jubilant, family that were fierce in their affection and protection. When the fair haired, blue eyed baby arrived, well they were all overjoyed, and wanting to hold him. He was just shy of a year upon arrival, so of course he remembered nothing of his previous family, his biological family. They remembered him though, and went through all the right channels to try to find young Stefan, but it was of no use, he would be lost to them for a very long time, perhaps forever.

Hanna and Dimitri, Stefan's new siblings, were not that much older than he. Dimitri was three, and Hanna two, but both toddlers refused to leave Stefan's side during every waking moment they had for the first few weeks he was there. His new parents were just as loving and doting when they weren't at work or socializing. Some might say he was given a better life because of what had happened, his biological parents weren't as family oriented as his new parents, but who knows how he might have ended up if the kidnapping had never happened? Its no use pondering a different future that can't be made anyway, so we will go onto his history. He was four when he found out that he was adopted, but it didn't faze him in the least. He still thought of his family as his own, and continued to do so as he grew. His closest and most strong bond was with Dimitri, the two boys clicked from the time that Stefan started talking and running around after his older brother. The brothers didn't really get into too much mischief, just normal boy stuff, the most they seemed to get into trouble for was ruining their clothes daily with dirt and other things that they played with.
Stefan was extremely intelligent, as his adoptive parents found out when they took him to get tested at 4, they wanted to know if it would be worth paying the extra dime to put him in a private, more extreme(academically) school like his siblings, they'd gone through the same testing. It was evident after the results were in that he deserved to be in the private, expensive, schooling, almost more than his adoptive siblings. School was fairly easy academically, as well as socially, for Stefan. Even at a young age he had a bit of swagger and charm that people couldn't shy away from, they were drawn to him, without even realizing it.

There were times when he wished to be invisible, to not have everyone around him and trying to get his attention. Of course he didn't get his wish, because he was constantly surrounded with friends or family. So when he was 15 he decided on a career that would take him away from everyone, one where he could choose If he would be surrounded with people or not, a Diplomats companion. At least then he would only have to endure one person, and it wouldn't be all the time. A year later he graduated(Early), and applied for the position. With his volunteer work, academic history, and family name, well he got the job quite easily. It was a few months before his 17th birthday, and he was hired on, his family said they would miss him, and they all seemed rather genuine in their sadness at seeing him go. Stefan did his best to explain that this was just one of those things he needed to do, but they didnt' seem to understand, so he said his goodbyes and took his things, he moved into the palace of Russia, to be close to the Diplomat he would begin to serve. She was an interesting, sexy, character, a woman that was independent and definitely went after what she wanted in life. At first he kept things strictly professional, all business. But as the years passed he became more familiar with her, and their banter grew, as well as him finding what annoyed her, so that he could do that when she became too bossy. He had fun in his job, she allowed him three weeks a year to return home and spend time with his family, the pay was overly generous, and she , most of the time, respected him. Stefan couldn't ask for a better job honestly, and he has no plans of leaving anytime soon.


The Relations
::Mother, Talia
::Father, Ivan
::Brother, Dimitri
::Sister, Hanna
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“The best index to a person's character is how he treats people who can't do him any good, and how he treats people who can't fight back.”
― Abigail Van Buren





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Approved OMG poor baby please let her befriend a CHARRIE of mine >.>

[Kikki]

ʀᴇᴅ wrote: "Approved OMG poor baby please let her befriend a CHARRIE of mine >.>"

if its a female than something might be able to be arranged. She's going to try and hide out at the castle

[ʀᴇᴅ, lover of everyone]

YOOOO I GOT MAIDS THEY CAN HELP

[Kikki]

XD WANNA RP IF ANY ARE FREE THEN?! I WANNA RP HER LIKE NOW

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OKAY meet me in the chat to discuss :3

[Kikki]

lol okay XD

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All Approved!

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Part One of Two

"I love him! So what if I'm a higher caste and I'd be lowering my status, so what if I'm blonde and blue eyed and girly and he's tattooed and rugged? I... I love him, and that might be crazy and he might be taken and I might never end up with him, but there it is. There's that fact that in this moment in time, whether it happens or not, I declare that I love him." ~ While Drunk. About Owen, not the prince.



Basic Details

Ƒιяѕт Ɲαмє: Astrid
MιɗɗƖє Ɲαмє: Ellinor
Lαѕт Ɲαмє: Franzen
Name Meanings:
↳ Astrid, Swedish, meaning "Divine Strength"
↳ Ellinor, Swedish, meaning "Sympathy, Compassion"
↳ Franzen, German/Swedish, meaning "Fran, Frenchman"
Ɲιcкηαмєs: Elli, Linor, Fran.

Agє: 21
Ɗαтє σf Ɓιятн: March 30th
ƤƖαcє σf Ɓιятн: Angeles.



SєxυαƖ Oяιєηтαтιση: Heterosexual.
Ƈяυѕн: Prince Xander, Owen.
RєƖαтισηѕнιρ Sтαтυѕ: Secretly Involved with Prince Xander.



Ƈαѕтє: Two, from being an advisor. Born a Four.
ƝαтισηαƖιту: Caucasian, Illean.
Occυραтιση: Royal Advisor
Face Claim: Helena Mattsson

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Ɯяιттєη Ɗєѕcяιρтιση: Astrid is extremely beautiful, in a stereotypical way. She's like a Barbie girl. Long blonde hair that is always meticulously cared for, bright blue eyes. Pale, flawless white skin. She's 5'7, an average height for a woman, some might say the perfect height. Added on three inches whenever she wears heels, making her even taller if you see her. She has long legs and arms, a slender body that she clearly works hard to keep perfect. She has size 8 feet and b-cup breasts. She has a chiseled, fair face, one of good genes. Overall she's very beautiful, clearly.

Ɗяєѕѕ SтуƖє: To go with her good looks, she dresses in a professional but girly style. Short, tight dresses, high heels, cardigans when it's chilly. Sometimes she'll go full professional, pencil skirt, formal blouse, heels. Very girly, very her.

ƤєяѕσηαƖιту: She's a good girl who is really a bad girl who hasn't been caught. On the outside she's girly, beautiful, a Barbie doll girl. She's flirty and charming, eloquent and kind. Caring, a true beauty inside and out. She's tenacious, hard working, responsible, a person who can be counted on for advice. An honest person. And then there's her other side. A hopeless romantic, she dreams of finding the perfect man, having the perfect wedding, having little babies with her blue eyes. But she is daring and she likes guys to match. Warriors, political leaders, guys who work in dangerous environments, guys with tattoos, guys who look cool and dangerous, guys with status. She has the worst taste in guys, because she's a little bit addicted to those she knows are no good for her. Obsessive, almost. She can be needy, and bossy, and well... would horny be the right word? She's very sexual and seductive when she wants someone, and she's unashamed of that. She has a good, respectable side and a wild, crazy side. But that's the perks of being young and being able to be who she is. Also despite being intelligent, she has a childlike naivety to her at times, it's part of her charm.



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Lιкєѕ: Cute Guys (though what she likes in guys varies), sunny days, Speaking her opinions, her job, hanging out with castle officials, events, makeup, jewelry, gossip, the idea of having a family.

ƊιѕƖιкєѕ: Break ups, regrets, being alone, nightmares, being rejected, being jealous.

Hσввιєѕ αηɗ ǀηтєяєѕтѕ: Her main hobby and interest is her work. But she also enjoys dating, skiing, swimming, jogging, tennis, eating delicious food, hanging out with her friends.

Sтяєηgтнѕ: Seduction, Politics, Running in Heels, Kissing.

Ɯєαкηєѕѕєѕ: She's too needy for romance. She'll do anything for romance and love and sometimes it makes her come off as a bad person. She can never make up her mind, as well, and often romanticizes things.

Hιѕтσяу: See Part Two.

ƑαмιƖу: She has no one. Her mother, Katherine Franzen, died in childbirth. Her father is unknown, and she never met him. Her mother's family gave her up to an orphanage and she's an only child.

Ƒяιєηɗѕ: Owen, Xander.

Ɛηємιєѕ: None, so far, except maybe love rivals.

Oтнєя:



Favorite Colors: Pink, Light Blue, Yellow, White.
Favorite Flower: Blue Morning Glories.
Favorite Foods: Cotton Candy.
Favorite Constellation: Lyra, the Harp.
Birthstone: Diamond
Birth Sign: Aries
Birth Element: Fire
Fears: Dying alone, blood, never finding love.
Flaws: Her daredevil way of walking on the line, her romantic lust. A slut without being slutty, is what she is. Plus, she always picks the worst people for her, her complete opposite.
Theme Song: Good Girls by 5sos.

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Part Two of Two

Astrid Franzen's History:

Astrid has a fickle past. Not one that she's ashamed of, but not one she talks about a lot, either. She was born to a wealthy family, something not many people can lay claim to. Her mother, Eliza Franzen was a famous Swedish Actress, a two in Illean terms, who was also known for modeling. Her father, Arnold Fisk was an Illean advisor, one of King Aric’s most trusted. Their romance is one for a novel. Eliza0 was part of the entourage of the Swendish king when he visited Illean Royalty, someone to look pretty and impressive, and she would be staying to do an Illean movie deal for two years. She took up residence in the palace, and at a ball held by the Schreave family, she crossed paths with Arnold. It was love at first sight, an irrational romance. Within three months, she was pregnant with Astrid. Even though Arnold did want to marry her, Eliza was a stubborn woman, independent, and insisted she didn’t care if they were married. Nine months later, darling Astrid was born, but it struck disaster. Eliza died in childbirth, unable to survive. Astrid, though she got her mother’s last name, was put in her father’s custody, as Eliza had no close family left. And so, Astrid was raised as a palace child, at least at first.

Her father doted on his baby girl, the last piece he had of Eliza. Blonde and blue eyed, she resembled her mother greatly, though she was intelligent and strong willed like her father. She was an adorable child, a true blessing, everyone who worked at the palace loved her. But she wasn’t around forever. When she was about eight years old, the country was deep in war with France, though peace treaties had been in discussion for over three years. Troops were low and Illea was losing, so they started picking civilians to fight with the soldiers. Her father wasn’t picked, he volunteered. Astrid didn’t understand at the time, she didn’t want him to go to war. But he sat her down and told her, “Now, Astrid, what kind of man would I be if I let Illea’s innocents go to war, but I wouldn’t make the same sacrifice?” So he went. Four weeks later the war finally ended and soldiers returned home, but Arnold wasn’t among them, and Astrid had no one left in her world. Of course, she could have stayed at the palace, an offer given by the king. But her father’s horrid sister, Margaret, took her instead. Though within a week, Margaret put Astrid in an orphanage, handing her over and saying she didn’t want her.

The Orphanage wasn’t a terrible place, but it wasn’t the best, either. It was a large, empty building on the Illean East Coast, all the way across the country from the Royal Palace, where she had lived with her father. She was torn away from everyone she knew, where she was loved and cherished, and dropped into a place that held no love for her. She wasn't very old, only eight, but she still didn't get adopted. Most couples wanted newborn babies, young things with no memory who could be raised anew. Astrid had her own memories, her own life, and she would never accept another father or mother. She was stubborn that way, and she was very blunt to people who tried to adopt her, claiming they weren't her family and then running off. So she remained alone, unwanted, an orphan. She never really had any friends at the orphanage. After her father died, after she was taken from the palace, she was different. It changed her. She was like a wilting flower, slowly dying in that place. Her heart had been left at the palace, her true home. She lost more than just her father, she lost everything. At the orphanage, she did a lot of reading. Reading and organizing and learning, preparing for her return to the palace. Sometimes she'd write letters to the king, to beg him to come and get her from the orphanage, to take her home, but the cruel matriarch of the orphanage would tear them up and sneer at her. "What, did you really think the king would come adopt a little bitch like you?" She'd say with a scowl.

More lonely years pass, and Astrid never got adopted. At the age of Eighteen she was released into the world, her father's estate open to her. First thing she did was get a plane ticket to L.A., to home. She cleaned herself up, got her blonde hair done, bought a new dress and heels, did her nails a fire engine red, and she marched into the palace as a woman on a mission. She requested an audience with the king, sat him down, and gave him a full presentation of who she was, who her father was, and why she wanted to work for him as an adviser. He remembered her, of course, and would have hired her anyway, but her presentation was impressive. It was beautifully detailed, leaving nothing out, the pinnacle of organization. So he hired her as an adviser on his council. When he did, she hugged him, so happy to be back home. She promised she wouldn't let him down, that she'd work harder than anyone. And she didn't disappoint. Astrid is the most organized, hard working adviser there is, and her determination is an inspiration. However, she does have some... issues. Her lack of love in the orphanage has festered, so to say, and she has become something of a serial lover. She doesn't really know what love is anymore, so she tends to throw herself into relationships and then drop them because she doesn't truly love the man she's in the relationship with. In short, she's a heart breaker. But it's part of her damage, everyone has a little damage, and that is hers. She never lets it interfere with her work, however.

In her few months at the palace, she befriended a chef named Owen, and soon fell drastically in love with him. But alas, he doesn't love her back. It's sad, really, how much she thinks she loves him. Rumor has it, she also has been spending quite a lot of time with Xander Schreave, the middle prince, who is three years her junior.

[Leena]

Yo Approved my Kikster :P

[Kikki]

XD I'm glad you like him~

[Kikki]

XD hehe he really is~

[Hayley]

"Good evening your majesty"

Basic Details

Ƒιяѕт Ɲαмє: Fleur
MιɗɗƖє Ɲαмє: Briony
Lαѕт Ɲαмє: Martin


Agє: 30
Ɗαтє σf Ɓιятн: 13th November
ƤƖαcє σf Ɓιятн: Carolina

SєxυαƖ Oяιєηтαтιση: Heterosexual
Ƈяυѕн: The King
RєƖαтισηѕнιρ Sтαтυѕ: Mistress to the King

Ƈαѕтє: 3
ƝαтισηαƖιту: Illean
Occυραтιση: Architect



"See. I am completely faithful to you, Sir"

Aρρєαяαηcє

Ɯяιттєη Ɗєѕcяιρтιση: Fleur is an elegant woman who always carries herself regally. She has long brown hair that falls naturally in soft waves but is often curled to give it more volume. Her eyes are hazel in colour and are fairly narrow. She has full lips that are rosy red in colour. Fleur is a fairly tall woman at 5'7 but not so tall that she can't wear heels. She doesn't weigh a lot at 7 stone and has a small but curvy figure.


"It is a pleasure to meet you sir"

ƤєяѕσηαƖιту:

First and for most Fleur is an intelligent woman but most forget that in favour for her pretty looks and seductive manner as they would prefer to believe that the girl was empty headed and that is why the king was attracted to her. She is manipulative and knows how to persuade everyone around her to do as she wishes. She even has her older brother wrapped around her finger. She pretends to be meek and obedient to please the king and stroke his male ego but if you catch her outside of the palace, she is outspoken about her beliefs and opinions. She can be a playful girl and is often seen playing with her siblings and the palace children when they were younger. She keeps herself to herself most of the time but isn't shy just reserved as it helps her to observe everyone around her. She see's details most people miss. She is arrogant and haughty which is a trait most people dislike about her because she acts as if she is better than them. She often looks down her noses at the people around her because of their inferior intellect and social status. When ever someone holds a conversation with her they immediately notice her animated and lively manner. She never seems to be bored no matter what the subject of the conversation is.
Lιкєѕ: Painting, Sketching Buildings, Spending Time Outdoors, Green, Blue, Ice Cream, Champagne, Winter
ƊιѕƖιкєѕ: Yellow, Orange, Autumn, Avocados, Mint, Sports, Getting Muddy
Hσввιєѕ αηɗ ǀηтєяєѕтѕ: Sketching and Hiking
Sтяєηgтнѕ: Intelligent, Manipulative, Lively, Cunning, Politics, Law, Ballroom Dancing, Art, Observant
Ɯєαкηєѕѕєѕ Arrogant, Haughty, Reserved, Outspoken, Maths, Science,


"Father I know. I won't fail, I promise."

Hιѕтσяу

Fleur was born over 26 years ago to a pair of caste 3 parents. They had never wanted a child and Fleur came as surprise but they fell in love with her as soon as she was born or at least her mother did. Her father could tell his daughter would grow up to be a beautiful woman and wanted to use her as a pawn in his schemes. As a young child her father spared no expense on his daughter and hired her the best tutors and brought the best clothing even if it meant they had no money for anything else. The tutors taught her a range of things from politics and law to dancing and piano, all the things a young lady needed. In all fairness she was given the education of a princess but the downside was she had little time to do anything else. From the time she was five years old she had lessons from 7am till 8pm and then it was supper with her family 8:05pm-9pm and then bed. The little girl had to quickly get used to the routine because her tutors were strict and did not like the little girl yawning because she was tired or complaining because she couldn't do something. She had no friends and it was a lonely life. The young girl longed for something more and didn't understand why her parents forced her through this, she wasn't royal and had no chance at being a Selection Girl- she was too old compared to the princes. But she diligently sat through it hoping for some clue as to why her father was making her go through with it. The routine continued until she turned 15 and her mother was told by her father to find someone to give her seduction lessons. So her mother hired a famous courtesan who serviced a lot of celebrities. She taught her pupil how to use her body to entice and her words to seduce. She taught the young girl, that looks were all that mattered in the world but Fleur knew they weren't or else her father would not have made her do all those lessons. When her lessons were complete a few days before her 16th birthday. Her father finally told her why she had to do all this. He told her it was her duty to her family to attract the attention of the King and make him fall for her but under any circumstances she was not to fall for him. He then unleashed his weapon at the King's birthday ball were she charmed and enticed most of the men there including the King. The two danced around each other for a few months until her invited her to his bed through at the time she didn't realise he was drunk. To start with she found it easy not to love him as all she was to him was a bedmate but soon the King started confiding in her and told her about himself. She found it impossible not to fall for him and soon she was deeply in love with him. Her father was mad at her but there was a positive to it, Fleur was now invested in bringing the Queen down so she could become the King's wife. She plots behind the royals back with her father and is slowly ruining the Queens reputation, hoping the rebels will dispose of her with the more she reveals but she does have many back-up plans if that doesn't work. With the Prince's Selection having just started Fleur is more eager than ever to get rid of the Queen so she can have the throne and marry her King. But the downside to this was she was ended up pregnant from her first encounter with him but it gave the King a reason to keep her around as she could see he wanted his wife and she wasn't one to get in the way of love. Fleur was all for leaving the King alone and raising her child by herself but it wasn't to be. The King found out through her gossiping maid and her persuaded her to stay at the palace- more like ordered her to. So she stayed raising her son to the best of her abilities and ignoring the nasty rumours and name calling that surrounded her. A few years later a young man who was a bit older than her seduced her and she fell into bed with him but what she didn't realise on all those dinner dates and walks around the garden was that he had actually fallen in love with her even through he had told her quite a few times- she just thought it was a ploy to get her to sleep with him. But the aftermath of that encounter left her with another pregnancy-one she tried to hide but all secrets come out eventually. The only plus side was that her lover was willing to stick around and help her raise the child. This child was a beautiful baby girl-one who was loved by her mother and father and protected by her older brother which Fleur was grateful for as she knew life would be hard for her. Fleur tries to be a good mother to both her children but feels like she doesn't really succeed through she tries. She still sleeps with her ex-lover occasionally even through she believes him to be lower than her but he is her one comfort in the palace and the only one she can show weakness to.
ƑαмιƖу:
Eddard Willis Martin ↣ Father ↣ 53 ↣ Film Director
Anne Ivy Martin ↣ Mother ↣ 53 ↣ Philosopher
Ƒяιєηɗѕ: A count of none.

Ɛηємιєѕ: Fleur has many enemies including the Queen, the Queen's supporters as well as many people who simply don't like Fleur for the position she has.


"How did you let this happen? We are going to be ruined, fool."

Oтнєя:

Fleur pretends to not be upset by being called harlot, Whore, Slut and so on but actually is. She wouldn't sleep with just anyone.


"Be careful dear, even the mighty fall"- Fleur to the Queen

[Sυммer Rαιɴ || Wrιтιɴɢ ιѕ α cαllιɴɢ, ɴoт α cнoιce.]

Approved! ((Can't wait to see her rped! Her son has been made btw, he's in the royal thread.))

[Hayley]

Thank you and great :) Sorry she took so long :)

[Kat]

Basic Details

Ƒιяѕт Ɲαмє:Quincy
MιɗɗƖє Ɲαмє:Lynn
Lαѕт Ɲαмє:Moore
Ɲιcкηαмєs:Quin

Agє:18
Ɗαтє σf Ɓιятн:August 29th
ƤƖαcє σf Ɓιятн:Waverly, Illean

SєxυαƖ Oяιєηтαтιση:Heterosexual
Ƈяυѕн:None that she’ll admit
RєƖαтισηѕнιρ Sтαтυѕ:Single

Ƈαѕтє:3
ƝαтισηαƖιту:Illean
Occυραтιση:Student Intern to become a Doctor
Face Claim:Troian Bellisario

Aρρєαяαηce:

Hair:Thick cocoa brown to her mid back
Eyes:Dark chocolate brown
Height:Five foot seven 5’7
Weight:One hundred twenty seven pounds 127 lbs.
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ƤєяѕσηαƖιту:
Growing up in a family of really successful people has made Quin a really competitive person. She hates to lose at anything! She’s competitive in everything she does whether it’s academics, sports, a simple board game or even a simple game of hide and go seek. In her eyes she has to win and losing at anything just isn’t an option. And if she does lose she takes the steps she believes are needed to ensure she doesn’t lose again to anyone. Along with being a competitive person Quin hates being proven wrong. Quin can’t stand being wrong something that goes with her nerdy nature. She’s always been the top of her class and could have probably graduated fully from school years ago save for the fact that she 1. didn’t want to leave her friends and 2. she didn’t want to stick out like a sore thumb. So whenever someone tries to tell her she’s wrong she’ll do whatever it takes to prove herself right and if she’s somehow proven wrong, thought it doesn’t happen often, she’ll study up on the subject so she doesn’t make the same mistake again. Quin is also one of the most stubborn people you will ever meet and she doesn’t back down from anything unless you can convince her to with cold hard facts or logical reasoning for whatever the case may be. One of her biggest personality flaws though is she’s incredibly sarcastic to the extent that sometimes her sarcasm turns into biting comments that can hurt at times. Her sense of humor is different than most people's and is often very dry and biting and somewhat dark at times. But despite her obvious personality flaws Quin is also a very loyal person once she becomes your friend and is willing to do anything for anyone she cares for. She can also be very funny at times when she wants to be and though she doesn’t show it much she can also be very caring to those she loves and is willing to help anyone who asks. Its why she wants to be a doctor and not a lawyer like her parents.



Lιкєѕ:
Being right
Reading
Writing
Science
Art
Music
Winning
Coffee

ƊιѕƖιкєѕ:
Being Wrong
Being Proven Wrong
Deadlines
Losing

Hσввιєѕ αηɗ ǀηтєяєѕтѕ:
Being a Doctor
Reading
Writing
Running
Tennis
Archery
Science
Piano



Sтяєηgтнѕ:
Science
School
Reading
Writing
Staying Awake with little to no sleep
Piano

Ɯєαкηєѕѕєѕ:
Losing
Being Proven Wrong
Often Exhausted because she works too hard
Coffee
Competitive
Stubborn



Hιѕтσяу:
August 29th eighteen years ago Quincy was born and promptly abandoned by her biological parents. She was left on the front porch of the Moore’s who decided to take her in and raise her as her own even though they already had two children of their own. It was two years after she was taken in that the Moore’s had another child they named Isaac. Three short years after that they had another child a daughter this time named Katrina and their final daughter was born two years late and they decided to name her Destiny.

Quincy had a pretty normal life growing up. Being adopted into a well off family of three's where her parents were both successful lawyers she had a pretty good life. Growing up she had a pretty normal life for a three with intellectual parents and it was long before her and her siblings came to be that way as well. It was in Kindergarten that Quin met her first friend who later became her best friend Maria. She was in the first grade with Maria when the girls met their other close friends Lily and Sammy. Maria parents were both doctors, Lily’s dad was a firefighter her mom a music producer with Sammy’s mom and Sammy’s dad was an English teacher. It was actually through Maria parents that Quin found out about her desire to be a doctor herself.

Growing up in a family of smart intellectuals was hard considering it made Quin feel like she had to be that way too. At first she was so driven to do well in everything she had to do out of necessity rather than because she liked it. It was until she was in the fourth grade that she came to love learning as much as she could in every subject. Though she’d always been a competitive person especially with a family like hers were everyone else was pretty competitive like her just not as much. When she was twelve years old though her need to do well and be the best in everything took a turn for the worst. She almost stopped sleeping completely. She did whatever it took to stay awake whether it was inhaling as much sugar and sweets as possible, drinking as much coffee and energy drinks as it took to stay awake to her eventually using various pills that she could get to to keep herself awake. She mostly got the pills from her mom though sometimes she got them from her dad as well. It took her finally passing out in the middle of a debate and having to be rushed to the hospital for anyone to figure out what was wrong with her.

Quin was treated for her addiction to the medication that she had been taking mostly by Maria’s parents but others as well. She went to a few help groups as well though her family and friends were in fact her biggest help. For the next two years she overcame her addiction and simply used Coffee and other things to try and keep herself awake though she slept more to pacify her friends and family. In the time that she was getting help her close friend Lily’s mom was murdered right after her music career had just started which was a huge shock to them all. But watching Lily’s struggles and what she went through and her self destructive behavior really opened her eyes to what her family and friends must have been going through with her which really helped her overcome her issue and help Lily get through her hard time and made her want to be a doctor even more to help people like her and Lily.

She was fourteen when she was over her addiction completely and was a better person for it though she was still as driven and competitive and stubborn as ever to be the best in everything. Throughout middle school and high school Quin was in a variety of clubs and sports and took all advanced classes though she could have graduated a few years early, but chose not to because not did she already want to stick with her friends, but people already thought of her as a freak because of her addiction and because of how obsessive she could be about her career goals and academics.

Quin is now eighteen a senior in high school though she isn’t actually at the high school anymore. Or even in Waverly the province she was born and raised in. Now she’s an intern at the palace interning under one of the doctors to become an intern one of her dreams come true and she is determined to be successful and the best she can be. Of course that means she works even harder than ever barely sleeping at all, but she makes sure not to cross the line ever again and just consumes a lot of coffee. She has actually been at the castle for the past six months or so and has met the most annoying guy she has ever met. He’s a guard named Devrim Moriko and she can’t stand him! Though if she was being honest with herself (which she isn’t) she’d admit that she actually likes the spats they get into and his flirting though she’d never admit it because as far as she’s concerned she doesn’t have the time for things like a relationship of that kind with anybody. She’s too focused on her work to even think about it. But since she’s in denial about the fact that she likes him, he’s too annoying and aggravating for her tastes anyways! ;)




ƑαмιƖу:
Biological Mother: Unknown
Biological Father: Unknown
Step Mother:Janette Moore - Alive
Step Father:Jonathan Moore - Alive
Eldest Stepbrother:Daniel Moore - Alive[23]
Older Step Sister:Melinda Moore - Alive[20]
Younger Step Brother:Isaac Moore - Alive[16]
Younger Step Sister:Katrina Moore - Alive[13]
Youngest Stepsister:Destiny Moore - Alive[11]

Ƒяιєηɗѕ:{Open}
Lilyan Jane Johnson[Alive] {17}
Samantha Kate Lorens[Alive] {17}
Maria Lee Jones[Alive] {18}

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Oтнєя:
“Hearts are breakable and I think even when you heal you are never what you were before.”

“Sometimes when I Have to do something I don’t want to do I pretend I’m a character from a book it’s easier to know what they would do.”

“God knows we’re all drawn toward what’s beautiful and broken but some people cannot be fixed or if they can be it’s only by love and sacrifice so great that it destroys the giver.”

Favorite Colors:Navy Blue, Black, Gold, Red, Silver
Favorite Flower: Chrysanthemums
Favorite Foods: Lasagna
Favorite Constellation: Theseus
Birthstone: Ruby
Birth Sign: Cancer
Birth Element:Water
Fears:All her hard work being for nothing and heights
Flaws:Over exhausts herself working as an intern/student in school, hates being wrong/proven wrong
Theme Song:
Rachel Platten - Fight Song
Monster - Imagine Dragons
Simple Plan - How Could This Happen to Me
So Cold - Nikisha Reyes
Once - Bradley Caleb Kane

[Leena]

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ʜᴇɪɢʜᴛ ⇢5"4
ʙᴜɪʟᴅ⇢ slight and athletic
ʜᴀɪʀ ⇢ dark brown
ᴇʏᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏᴜʀ ⇢ brown
ғᴀᴄᴇ sʜᴀᴩᴇ ⇢ round
ᴛᴏɴᴇ ⇢ light tan
ɪᴍᴩᴇʀғᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴs ⇢ various scars

Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ ↴
Dylan is someone you don't want to mess with. Sure on the surface she's an attractive young woman with long dark hair and a winning smile - but get on the receiving end of her and you will almost certainly regret it. This girl is a spitfire and she isn't afraid to call out anyone who tries to put her down. Growing up in a family of boys and then moving into a fairly male dominated career Dylan knows exactly how to handle herself and won't take smack from anyone. She's outspoken, somewhat bolshy and always pushing to prove herself no matter the cost. Dylan is largely impulsive, the type to act first and ask questions later, which has got her into stick on more than one occasion. It's not that she's reckless, Dylan is just always striving to better herself and compete with those around her. Having always been surrounded by men her entire life, Dylan has developed a somewhat boisterous and tomboy attitude to life. She's become immune to the jibes of her co-workers and can more than keep up with their day to day banter. Essentially she's one of the boys, always happy throw herself into any situation be that a raging fire or a down town bar fight.

She's a fairly relaxed, laid back person who isn't particularly in touch with her emotions. Dylan has a fairly no-care approach to most things and that includes relationships, she's not exactly good at them and loves her independence. Dylan isn't much into romance or any of the touchy-feely stuff, she doesn't lack the need for connection though and will certainly hit the sack with anyone she finds attractive. She's a pretty loud character, always wanting to ensure that her opinions are heard, especially within the station. And though she'll often be on the receiving end with comments regarding her sexuality and her explicit female parts, she'll always have a sharp tongued comment to reply with. The guys at the station see her as a bit of a hard-ass and she has a reputation for making inappropriate comments or jokes to retaliate against them.

In her work Dylan is incredibly dedicated and always focused on the task. Sure she'll laugh and joke with the boys but when it comes down to fighting fire's she is all business. Nothing quite excites her more than the adrenaline rush she gets from going into a burning building and the receiving pride when her and the guys save the day. She's not a particularly proud person and only feels accomplished when she's actually achieved something in her work. In fashion she has a fairly relaxed wardrobe and isn't one to dress to impress. Sure if she stuck a dress on she'd capture the attention of most guys in the room but it's not something she's about. Dylan perhaps struggles a little to form friendships with girls, it's not that she's uptight or prone to jealously but she always finds that theres too much drama in female friendships. She prefers her boys, no matter what insinuations people make about her and them.

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ʟɪᴋᴇs ⇢ / adrenaline / action / working / drinking / football
ᴅɪsʟɪᴋᴇs⇢ stress / hangovers / techno music / stupid people
sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜs⇢ athletics / drinking contests / gambling / boxing
ᴡᴇᴀᴋɴᴇssᴇs ⇢ selfish / obnoxious / brave / impulsive
ғᴇᴀʀs⇢ being alone / snakes / falling / death
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Hɪsᴛᴏʀʏ ↴

Dylan considers herself very luck to have grown up in Caste 2. Whilst her father was away a lot and she often had to battle her brothers for attention she did grow up in a beautiful house with a large garden and more then enough food on the table. From a young age Dylan didn't exactly pursue the hobbies that were expected of young women. She was something of a tomboy, often racing around or play fighting with her brothers instead of turning her attention to art or embroidery. As a youngster Dylan liked nothing more than climb the trees out the back of their property or race her friends through the fields at the back of the house. Deep down she always knew that she’d never be like the other girls. Dylan never dreamt of a handsome prince or beautiful dresses, she wanted to be her own woman and to lead an exciting life. Her father was a diplomat and whilst his career allowed him to travel Dylan considered it to be highly boring. She was twelve years old when she first knew exactly what she wanted to do with her life. Dylan had been playing by the creek with her friends when a dark cloud of smoke had blocked out the sunlight. The farm house on the ridge was on fire. The three children had raced across the bank and sat on the wall, watching as the chaos ensued and the firefighters marched into the building to battle the flames.

From then on Dylan focused her attention on pursuing her dreams of becoming a firefighter. She studied hard at school and enrolled in several sports in order to increase her fitness levels. While she didn’t perform very well academically Dylan was recognised for her sporting achievements and when it came to graduation she managed to successfully pass all of her subjects. She signed onto the firefighters training program, one of only three girls, her presence there often encouraged jokes and comments from her male counterparts. It was whilst at the academy that Dylan really grew a backbone, she develop the sharp-tongued feisty nature that she is now renowned for by her co-workers. After a few tough years at the academy Dylan passed her tests and graduated top of her class. She joined the local fire department not long after and was soon fighting fires across the province. Whilst Dylan loved her home she always longed for something new and eventually the draw of the big city got to her. A place where arson was a regular occurrence and the siren’s were blaring out every few hours.

Dylan loves her job and her team and wouldn’t change them for the world. She’s made quite a name for herself in the past few years and is comfortably settled in a place that she loves. In time Dylan hopes to meet someone and settle down to start a family, for the mean time though she’s good, tacking fires and drinking in the bar afterwork. Part of her wonders about what her life could have been if she’d chosen to be the girly girl her mother had always wanted the other half knows that she’s a total bad ass and life is pretty damn good.

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Fᴀᴍɪʟʏ ↴
ғᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ⇢ Hank Simmons
ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ⇢ Claudia Simmons
ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ⇢ Jack Simmons
ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ⇢ Tom Simmons
ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ⇢ Harley Simmons
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ʜᴇɪɢʜᴛ ⇢5"2
ʙᴜɪʟᴅ⇢ skinny
ʜᴀɪʀ ⇢ dark brown
ᴇʏᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏᴜʀ ⇢ dark brown
ғᴀᴄᴇ sʜᴀᴩᴇ ⇢ slender
ᴛᴏɴᴇ ⇢ olive
ɪᴍᴩᴇʀғᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴs ⇢ scar under one eye

Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ ↴
Naya is just as sweet as she appears, a polite, diligent little creature with a willingness to learn and a drive to help people. From a young age Naya has always possessed an eagerness to learn with a profound interest in the science subjects and a love of the natural world. To an outsider Naya appears quiet and somewhat shy, which isn't far away from the truth. She has a tendency to keep to herself and it does take a lot for her to open up to people. For the most part Naya likes to keep her attention on her work, she struggles to maintain friendships because to her succeeding in her field is the most important thing. It's for this reason that relationships have also taken a back seat. Naya is one of the few people that enjoys learning, she gets a thrill out of expanding her mind and constantly improving her knowledge on certain subjects- especially those in her chosen medical career.

Naya isn't one to be confrontational or even one to stand up for herself. If someone says something to put her down or acts in a way that upsets her, she will almost certainly cower and avoid replying in anyway possible. Naya is particularly in touch with her emotions and whilst this allows her to be empathetic to the needs of others it also means that she takes things badly. If someone is mean to her, Naya is the type who will continue to think about it and consider the truth behind the comment. God forbid anyone ever snaps at her for messing up because Naya will be particularly hard on herself. She simply doesn't want to fail and with all the time and effort she's put into getting this far Naya doesn't want to lose out now.

For the most part Naya is a little ray of sunshine, she has a sweet smile which is almost always on display. She's happiest when she's working and learning, her eyes always lighting up with curiosity or interest when something new appears. Naya will always throw herself into any task, no matter how messy or how difficult. All she wants is to succeed and make her parents proud. That and save as many lives as she can. Naya has always wanted to help people and now that she's finally got the chance to do it, Naya can't ever see herself doing anything else. She takes enjoyment from the small things in life and once you really get to know her, you'll see that Naya is more than just the quiet, bookworm she appears to be. She's a vibrant, curious youngster with a drive to learn more about the world and a willingness to listen to what anyone has to say.

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Mɪsᴄᴇʟʟᴀɴᴇᴏᴜs ↴
ʟɪᴋᴇs ⇢ helping people / science / old movies / stargazing
ᴅɪsʟɪᴋᴇs⇢ cruelty / controlling people / confrontation / clouds
sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜs ⇢ learning / studying / memory / intuition
ᴡᴇᴀᴋɴᴇssᴇs ⇢ letting things go / emotional / selfless
ғᴇᴀʀs⇢ losing a patient / failing her degree
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Hɪsᴛᴏʀʏ ↴

Naya's parents had tried for many years to conceive a child with very little success. They had almost given up hope when Laura went to her husband with the news that she was expecting a child. The couple were overjoyed, nine months later and after a particularly complicated labour the couple finally had the child they had always dreamed of. Both parents were enamoured by their little girl, a tiny thing with big brown eyes and whips of dark brown hair. She was perfect and the family couldn’t have asked for more. As time passed and Naya grew, the family moved from their city home out into the countryside. Naya’s father ran his therapy sessions from the house and his patients thrived in the fresh country air. His daughter would spend hours toddling about the farm with her mother, patting the horses and chasing chickens around the yard. Naya’s younger years were sweet, fond memories of days spent picking flowers and weaving baskets on the back porch. Their daughter was a fiercely intelligent girl and it was clear from a young age that she was destined for great things.

Naya was schooled at a local academy just on the edge of the city and in walking distance of the family home. She was always quiet and mostly kept to herself at school, instead focusing all of her efforts on learning and studying. Naya knew that she wanted to be a doctor very early on. At school she’d constantly be reading gory stories of pioneering surgery and learning about renowned neurosurgeons. This interest only developed as she grew and whilst her father had always assumed she’d become a psychiatrist like himself, Naya had other ideas. She passed her exams with flying colours, gaining the best in class and getting onto a prestigious training scheme up at the palace. For the past three years she’s attended her university classes in the city and now is on a working practice scheme at the royal palace. Naya is currently interning under the guidance of the palace doctors with the hopes of one day working full time at the palace. She loves her work and finds special interest in helping people and especially those within the royal family. She’s seen a lot in her short internship thus far and is excited about what else is to come.

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Fᴀᴍɪʟʏ ↴
ғᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ⇢ Anton Hernandez
ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ⇢ Laura Hernandez
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[Portal]

The Great Argoclevon Family

Quotes: 
" And then the Copy cat said-"
" Today is a smile, tomorrow is a mile."

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Ƒιяѕт Ɲαмє: Sashire
Lαѕт Ɲαмє: Argoclevon
Ɲιcкηαмєs: Sash, Shire, poppet, Copycat. 

Agє: 21
Ɗαтє σf Ɓιятн: 18th, May
ƤƖαcє σf Ɓιятн: Illea

SєxυαƖ Oяιєηтαтιση: Heterosexual
Ƈяυѕн: None yet... 
RєƖαтισηѕнιρ Sтαтυѕ: Single 

Ƈαѕтє: 5
Occυραтιση: Entertainer: Mimic ( can mimic anyone and almost anything!) and an acrobat ( amateur).
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Aρρєαяαηce: dainty, grey eyes, tall, willowy figure, wide nose, pink lips, straight backed, mousy blond hair, light complexion, healthy weight, not fat nor thin, lean due to acrobatics training. 

Ɗяєѕѕ SтуƖє: Simple but Sophisticated: usually wears 
Long light weight jumpsuits and sandles. Her working outfit is formal and eye catching. 


ƤєяѕσηαƖιту: A well trained lady, always doing as she should, kind spirited, lively, passionate and rebellious but these are kept in check, very friendly and always seeking approval and friendship, insecure and passive. 
Sashire is often over looked, she is often seen as a mellow and obedient girl, with little to offer of intelligence or personality, but this is not true, Sashire keeps herself in check, because she feels she can not be herself, her insecurities have caused her to to be distant from her family.
She has a rebellious side, which she hides by always agreeing with others, she also feels resentment towards the caste system and royal family, but not to the people themselves but towards the way they carry on with what she believes to be an unfair system.


Lιкєѕ: Dances, Sports of all kinds, challenges, making others proud, making people smile, formal events, tradition, new things, friendly competition.

ƊιѕƖιкєѕ: Being disliked, failure, bad behaviour, rudeness, being touched without permission, loneliness and the unfairness of Illea.

Hσввιєѕ αηɗ ǀηтєяєѕтѕ: Embroidery, sewing, dancing, sports, acrobatics, cricket, learning about other countries, culture and history. 

Sтяєηgтнѕ: Her willpower, patience, selfishlessness, persuasiveness, elegance, speed, kindness, her voice, and logical thinking.

Ɯєαкηєѕѕєѕ: Her constant desire to be loved, liked and to always do what will make others happy instead of herself, nervous habit of shakey hands and dislike of physical contact and niavity ( niave/ ?)

Hιѕтσяу: Born to a well known family of entertainers, she has always been comfortable and well taken care of, trained strictly,due to this she was often neglected when it came to love and effection, never really having an emotional relationship with anyone, she was always watching on the side line as people loved and were loved. Raised to be a perfect repersentive of a faithful citizen graceful performer, she has become a person that craves exceptance and fears failure and physical effection.
Her mother openly refused to be around her or to touch her due to her mother being mentally unwell, this has effected her a great deal. Her father also showed little interest, he was always polite and jolly towards her but never showed real love or interest. Her siblings and cousins were always very competitive and prideful.
Each member of her large extended family have a unique talent and skill.
She is the 5th child of 4 girls and 3 sons.

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She is close to her sisters Mapel( 7) and Hazel(17).
Both of them are lively and friendly, often very blunt and childish. Mapel is a juggler and flute player, while Hazel is a contorsonist and a speed talker.

ƑαмιƖу: Her grandparents. 
Father and Mother.
Siblings.
7 aunts and uncles.
15 cousins. 

Ƒяιєηɗѕ: No true friends ( she trusts and likes many people but has no real emotional ties)

Ɛηємιєѕ: None, that she knows of...possibly her family due to competitiveness.

Favorite Colors: Silver and Blue.
Favorite Flower: Pansy and water lily
Favorite Foods: Grilled squid, jelly and pumkin soup.
Favorite Constellation: quoted saying: " I don't really know all their names but I like them all very much." 
Birthstone: Emerald
Fears: Failure, hate, sharp objects, butterflies, and the unknown.

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Hey Meadow. :) Love the character. The last two links don't work and I've love if you could put a bit more into her personality before she's approved.

[Leena]

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「"And when you’re the most unhappy, someone walks into your life and shows you how beautiful you are"

☁Bae Park   ☁18   ☁Illea
☁Male   ☁Caste 2   ☁Singer
☪Yong Junhyung

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Traits
✧Lack of trust
✧Confident
✧Emotionally distant
✧Head strong

Bae Park has never been one to trust easily. When you have a mother that has never told the truth or been able to hold even one simple promise, well you tend to have issues in that department. He is fairly confident when it comes to music, and his dance skills. Its the love, and affection department where he lacks the most, but he wouldn't show that willingly. He's a very independent, headstrong kind of guy that is used to getting his way when it comes to the world. Never with his mother perhaps, but with everyone else, yes. He's fairly distant emotionally, even with his Papa, who he's close to. The only ones he can be a bit more relaxed around, and open with, are the band members. The boys are all fairly close with one another, and would choose each other over anyone else, any day of the week. He's a bit of a flirt, but its mostly for show, he doesn't really like fans touching him or grabbing at him, he'd rather them keep their distance. He'd like to meet someone that would like him for him, not for his fame or Caste number, though he doubts that this will ever happen.

「"To those walking in the rain, they need someone to walk with them more than an umbrella. To those crying to themselves, more than a handkerchief, they need someone to cry on."

❝Ａ  Ｒｅｍｅｍｂｒａｎｃｅ ❞

There are few things in life that are more important than a child being born, to most people. Mrs. Park didn't think that her child being born was of much importance however, she had to cancel her entire schedule for the rest of the day because her son decided to come a week early, and that irked her. Her husband however was not disappointed, he was looking forward to meeting his first born, and couldn't wait to hold the little boy in his arms. Bae Park was born at 9:24 AM, after nine intense hours of labor. The first person to hold him was his father, his mother did not hold him until two weeks later, when she finally had a break in her social calendar to lay eyes on her one and only son. Mr. Park was in the nursery every free moment he had, he worked in the Illean government, so he was away during the day, but at night, and some weekends, he spent all of his time with his newborn. Bae was taken care of by nannies otherwise, as he reached his toddler years he learned quickly that his Mother was not interested in him. His Papa was much more interested, and very affectionate, he also spoiled the little boy because of his lack of a mother. Mr. Park did his best to try and encourage his wife to be in his sons life more, but she was a very selfish woman, and only cared about her own needs and wants. In the beginning Mr. Park thought that maybe she would change with time, but he learned later on that Mrs. Park was not the kind of woman to ever be loved, respected, or cherished. She was a hard woman, that cared nothing for her family, and would use them in anyway she could to gain status.

Bae was seven years old the first time that he overheard his mother talking about him, and his future. She was saying that she was looking for a perfect match for him, one that would guarantee her a higher social status. Bae was going to have no part in her scheming, just the day before he'd seen her walking hand in hand with a man, one that was not his father. Bae was slowly building a hatred for the woman that bore him, and he was building protective walls around his heart, because she'd already hurt him many times over, breaking promises, insulting him, and wrongly punishing him just because her day was going bad. He became close with some kids at school, they were of the upper caste as well, and their parents were about as ignorant as his mother. The kids decided that they would become each others family, and that they didn't need anyone else. As they grew they formed a band, it was just for fun at first, but then it got pretty serious when they were around 14 years old. The six boys decided it was time to make something of themselves, and to find a way to put their own feet on the ground, so that their parents couldn't decide their futures for them. Bae was the one that was more distant, and a jerk to those outside the group. They each had their own personalities, Bae continued to be wronged by his mother and had a lot of reasons for his harsh attitude and words at times. All six of the boys had a lot of confidence, and got their way most of the time. Not only because of their fame as a band, but also because they all came from well-to-do families.

Bae has been touring with his band for the past two years, but they're finally back in their home city to work on a new album, and to be guests for the Royal Selection. They have promised to play at a couple of balls, and have befriended some of the royals. Bae's Papa is glad he's home, so his mother, because she thinks that she can use him for her own schemes. The woman will have a harsh reality check if even attempts at dragging Bae into her crap though, because the boy has grown into a young man, and will not put up with her whims and demands like before. Bae isn't even staying at home though, he's kind of limbo, hoping that he can either stay with his band members or at the castle itself. Bae feels that if he has to stay with his mother then he might just lose his mind, or commit murder, neither of which would be good.

Relationships

✫Mrs. Park, mother
✫Mr. Park, Papa(father)
✫Band Members:(open for fc claim and charrie claim) Members of Beast(B2st)

♪Fantastic Baby
♪Good Luck
♪Fiction

[ʀᴇᴅ, lover of everyone]

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     This is an Intern, a male pushing eighteen years and from Kent
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[ date of birth ] may 17th                   [ caste ] two
[ relation. status ] single                    [ sexuality ] heterosexual

        

♛  |  A P P E A R A N C E

Manny, as he prefers to be called even though it is a bit unprofessional, is easily one of the hottest people around. It's obvious, what with him looking like『 Vini Uehara 』. Even the way he walks, calm and relaxed and the way he talks, slow and like he knows everything, they just convince you that he's just better. And maybe he is. Why, his black hair is better, even if it's just thick and straight. His average brown eyes are better and even the usual scruff on his face is better. His tan skin is better and height of five eleven and a thin yet fit body weighing about a hundred and thirty-eight pounds. Sure, this all doesn't sound like much. But man, once your eyes get a look at that, there's no way you can just go back to how you were before.

▪ height ; 6'0"
▪ weight ; 157 lbs.
▪ hair ; raven-black
▪ eyes ; mesmerizing brown
▪ skin ; tan

♛  |  P E R S O N A L I T Y

Manny, as he prefers it, is the hottest nerd you will ever meet. He's very relaxed and not many stresses him out. You can usually find him gaining more IQ points, as he has to be very smart if he wants to be a diplomat. Or perhaps studying up so language or something of that sort. Manny is a kind man though for the past few years he hasn't shown it much. He's become a bit more serious and less of a... person. His emotions are very well guarded, and it tends to be impossible to know what he's feeling unless he tells you otherwise. Sure, Manny can be a real people persona and is great at talking to people from one to crowds of thousands. But that doesn't mean he will always be so out-going. He can be very quiet at times, and might usually have his face stuck in some book. Manuel is very confident, and in some cases rather conceited. He just thinks he's better than other people and tends to do whatever he must get what he wants. Manny has been involved in relationships before, and he was actually the one to break them all off. He just sorts of... lost interest. He can be very dominant when in a relationship, and gets jealous rather easily as he is a bit possessive over what's his.

▫▫▫ hard-worker ▫ trusting ▫ outgoing ▫▫▫
    ▫▫▫ cynical ▫ serious ▫ possessive ▫▫▫

♛  |  B A C K S T O R Y

You're probably wondering what kind of genetics went into the making of Manuel, and honestly, they were perfect for each other. They kids they made were perfect, they were perfect, everything was just so flawless. At least, that's what it looked like. The names Delanie Kendall and Stefano Kendall probably sound familiar, the famous model and actor; power couple. And then there's Dustin and Dallas Kendall, male twins who tend to model with each other. Mercy comes around next, a singer, and next is Manuel. He was in the spotlight from the day he was born. Leonie and Lucious Kendall were born when Manny was three, and that was the end of the family. Manny was an actor when he was younger, but he found himself liking the idea of traveling the world more. He liked acting, and he liked the attention, he just wasn't sure if he could do just that for the rest of his life. So, he decided he would strive to be a diplomat. Manny has been working on that for three, almost four years now. He's a genius on politics and now he's just learning a bunch of politics and studying how things go with the diplomats.

♛  |  S T A T I S T I C S

▫ likes ;; the world, history, art, sex, and reading.
▪ dislikes ;; stress, being tired, caffeine, being sick, and seafood.
▫ strengths ;; intelligent, fast, and a people person.
▪ weaknesses ;; cares what people think, bad anger issues, and has a horrific immune system.
▪▪▪ family ;;His parents, Delanie Kendall and Stefano Kendall. Then there are his siblings, Dustin and Dallas (24), Mercy (21), Leonie and Lucious (15). They are all his favorite people in the world.

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　　　female ▸ eighteen ▸ libra ▸ heterosexual ▸ thief ▸ caste 3
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ʜᴇɪɢʜᴛ ⇢ 5"2
ʙᴜɪʟᴅ⇢ skinny and slight
ʜᴀɪʀ ⇢ blonde
ᴇʏᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏᴜʀ ⇢ blue
ᴛᴏɴᴇ ⇢ pale

Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ ↴

Piper or Pip as she usually goes by possesses many of the qualities of a common thief and none of them. She's highly intelligent with a particularly sharp mind and a knack for solving mechanical problems. Impetuous, driven and highly practical there's very few places that Pip can't break into. She's reactionary and very much against the royal family, seeing their authority as arrogant and selfish. A headstrong individual who seems to have a habit of getting into trouble, Pip isn't one to just lay down and take crap from anybody. She's a fighter through and through, maintaining that someone has to stand up for those who can't fight themselves. A somewhat robinhoodesque figure Pip has taken to lifting expensive items and selling them on to help out those who need the money. She's very much against the system and longs for a world where order is restored and she no longer has to worry. In spite of her small stature Pip has something of a big mouth and certainly isn't afraid to speak her mind. It's got her into trouble on countless occasions but also out of trouble on countless more.

Pip is rarely serious and this can be seen as one of her flaws. She's often one to crack jokes or make cheeky remarks and underneath the sweet exterior is a particularly dark sense of humour that not everybody understands. Pip also possesses an overconfident attitude which has almost got her caught in her years of thieving, she's pretty arrogant and knows what she's good at (which is breaking in and out of places.) Pip doesn't like to take no for an answer and her persistence is one of her most notable qualities, that and a pretty distinguishable potty mouth. People are often fooled by her sweet looking exterior but underneath that she's a pretty hardy criminal with a rather ruthless approach to life. She's only had to kill once but that experience has stuck with her. Pip is essentially someone who likes to get things done, no matter what it takes.

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Mɪsᴄᴇʟʟᴀɴᴇᴏᴜs ↴
ʟɪᴋᴇs ⇢ shiny objects, money, night time, running, the rain, coins
ᴅɪsʟɪᴋᴇs⇢ the royals, caste system, jackass', tomatoes, jail
sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜs⇢ stealth, stealing, parkour, agility, moving silently
ᴡᴇᴀᴋɴᴇssᴇs ⇢ greed, selfish, impulsive, big mouth
ғᴇᴀʀs⇢ nothingness, being locked up forever, not seeing the sky
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Pip was born in London - just in earshot of the bow Bells - a tiny little thing birthed by a middle class writer and her journalist husband. Pip was their second daughter, born after Elise a bright and curious creature who spent much of her time getting under peoples feet. Pip was a little different, quieter and less involved, she followed but would never push herself forward unlike her sister. As the siblings grew though Pip finally gained her confidence, at school she was known to be a bit of loud mouth, often being put in detention for her rather opinionated views. And while Elise was studying hard and focusing on her grades Pip was out getting herself into trouble. This progressed until her parents finally interceded and begged her to put a stop to it. Their intervention didn't work though and a month or so later a thirteen year old Pip was standing trial for petty theft and larceny. Thankfully she was let off with a fine and a warning but her parents had had enough, their reputation was hanging by a thread and their ability to control their youngest daughter even more so. And so they upped sticks and moved, all the way to Illea where they settled in the city of Angeles.

Pip was of course overjoyed by the move, a new place she could explore with reckless abandon, more buildings to climb and more things for this little magpie to lay her grubby hands on. Her parents intentions came to light a few days later. Boarding school. Pip was shipped off to Bankston a week later, where she attended the prestigious St. Augustines academy....and frankly it was hell. In her second year the tragic news reached the school that both her parents had been killed in a car accident by the cliffs. Pip was an orphan, completely and utterly alone. School no longer seemed important and in her grief Pip did the first thing she knew how which was to steal the school's prized painting and disappear into the night. And so Pip fell back into her normal routine, sleeping through the day and heading out only at night to get whatever prized artefacts she could manage. She fell in with a pretty rough group of rogues who taught her more tools of the trade and in time she became something of an expert in her field. Eventually her activities started to get notice, the illusive magpie became somewhat notorious and it didn't take long for some real bigshots to track her and her family down.

And so she started taking some really dangerous jobs. Scaling cathedrals to steal ancient pieces of literature, breaking into celebrity houses to lift jewellery and finally came the Shangri La of all thieving jobs. Pip was tasked with breaking into the palace, a feat not managed by anyone she knew though people of course made claims. With very little choice in the matter Pip took the job and has largely regretted it since, she was caught and has spent the last few months in the palace jail awaiting trial. Her hatred for the royals has only grown in that time, but then who can blame her. Pip hopes to make an escape in the coming weeks and when the time comes she intends to pledge her allegiance to the southern rebels.

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♔ ғᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ⇢ Michael Lefevre
➝ status: deceased
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♕ ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ⇢ Alice Lefevre
➝ status: deceased
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[ Name ] Adeline Marie Delacroix
[ nicknames ] petit cochon ; ade
[ Age ] Twenty-Seven
[ date of birth ] March 3rd
[ Gender ] Female
[ sexuality ] Bisexual
[ relationship status ] Single

[ Country of Origin ] France
[ occupation ] Diplomat
[ caste ] irrelevant

[ Appearance ]

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[ hair color ] Blonde
[ eye color ] Dark Blue
[ height ] Five ft Five
[ weight ] Hundred Sixty-Eight
[ voice ] Crackly Tenor
[ marks ] None

[ Personality ] "Little Piggy" isn't something she earned for overeating, or anything like that. It was an unfortunate side effect of growing up, the side effect that changed her entirely. Where there was once a girl of wonder and great insight, along with the confidence to share this insight, is now just a shell of cooperation and submission. Adeline had been a girl of incredible confidence, the kind you wanted to bring to parties and show off. She was amazing. Is amazing. She's always been perceptive, easy to pick up on things. Sometimes thoughtless, but she knows how to deliver these insights as carefully as she can in a moment.

But she's submissive. Or feels she no longer has much control over anything she does. She lost that a while ago, and lord knows, she might never get it back. So, she remains the girl that finds her freedom in blind obedience. Because no one troubles you if you just listen. And that's what Adeline wants most of the time, to be left alone. Because when she's left alone, she is truly free. People are what have caged her, and she has yet to meet someone who doesn't.

She's quick to tears. Adeline has been known to cry uncontrollably, and it tends to get out of hand. When everything gets to be too much, she cries. If something makes her happy, she cries. It's her thing, kind of. However, she knows how to keep it under control when it calls for her to be professional. She's quite amazing at her job, if anyone noticed. But she doesn't think anyone ever notices, and just goes about her business because that's what's expected of her.

[ History ] Things used to be great. Life used to be one big mystery after another that Lisben Henri couldn't wait to explore. And then she met Michelle. Her love, her only mystery. And they had a child, and she passed shortly after. In the end, her mystery was no more than a tragic tale. She left a daughter, an image of herself, in the hands of someone she hadn't figured out. Someone she hadn't accounted for being so terribly desperate. But, that's what Michelle was.

Michelle was a diplomat, just as his daughter would be. The daughter that looked so much like his wife. This daughter grew older, and older. She was vivacious, full of the life that had left her mother. It was like she was living for her mother, doing all that the woman had missed out on with her passing. For a time, this was great. This was the dream of a girl that Michelle had always wanted.

But, Adeline hadn't truly grown until she was sixteen. Puberty gave one shove in the direction of womanhood and she was no longer that skinny little thing that drew eyes. She was still not a sizable fair lady, but she was larger than the twigs that walked beside her. Riddled with comments meant to harm, she walked on strong. But this strength soon left her when her father fell into hard times in his business. He owed favors, and needed more if he was to continue working. It wasn't that he was totally incompetent, but he wasn't all too skillful.

And with that in mind, he used his daughter. The girl who was perfectly plump and beautiful, the girl who loved her father more than anything. She thought she was supposed to be working as an intern that first time, but she learned the hard way what these favors her father lent out were. And then she wasn't the same anymore. Nothing is ever the same when innocence is stolen. A flower crushed, withered under the cruel direction of admiration.

Adeline changed. She wasn't sure if it was for the better, or for worse, but she grew numb to the favors her father sent her out to. She went, she did as told, and then she left. She left home for college, and decided that she'd do better than her father. She'd make it without favors and assistance, and she did it. But, she wasn't the same. She was surprised to see her name on the chosen graduates as a diplomat. She couldn't look people in the eye, she stuttered at times, but she must have shown promise, and that was all that mattered.

And now she's about to show everyone that she's the smartest Little Piggy they've known.

[ family ] mother -- Lisben, father -- Michelle
[ friends ] open
[ enemies ] her father
[ loves ] open
[ acquaintances ]

[ Other ] She's always wanted to buy a piglet, just for the hell of it.

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In the beautiful country of Wales, on December 9th a baby girl was born. The child belonged to two very loving parents; Kate and Mark. They were thrilled to have a daughter and because of their confidence in her they named her Anwen, an old Welsh name that should be had proudly. The child grew up doing many activities, such as dancing, singing and various other things. At the tender age of five, the girl was blessed with a baby brother named Jared. Jared, although annoying was loved dearly by his sister and nothing could change that.

The years went by quickly, and everyday was an adventure for the two Maddox children; they would play pretend, go into the small forest that grew nearby and on rainy days they would play different games every-day. Growing up, Anwen and Jared were very close, despite the five year gap between them. They didn't need any other friends, that is until Jared started school and brought home many of his new-found friends, and Anwen didn't like that one bit, she started getting angry and envious, terrifyingly so, one day it go so out of hand that she even punched one of Jareds friends, breaking his nose. After that incident the siblings relationship crumbled. And after that, the negativity started affecting the parents.

Twenty-four months later, the parents decided to go on holiday to a tropical island, to try and fix the family's bonds. At first, the twelve and seven year old were completely against the idea and point-blankly refused to go but with some bribery and empty-threats the family found itself on an isolated island. The four people did many thing, rock-climbing, scuba-diving, ect. However, one faithful day the father decided to take the kids parachuting, mainly to have a break from his wife. How could he have known that jumping out of a plane a landing in an unknown jungle would have changed his daughter's life forever?

When they landed they were greeted by a suspicious looking man, he had a scar running down the side of his face and was bald. His eyes held sinister look, scared so much, he tried to runaway. Anwen went to call after him but someone wrapped an arm around her waist and placed a large amount of cloth on her mouth, then the world went spiralling into darkness.

            

When Anwen woke up she was beside Jared and her father, chained to a dirty wall. The room was dark, and had the smell of rotting flesh in the air. She was scared and whispered, "Pap, what's goen' on?" "I don't kno'." Her father replied. They screamed for help but gave up few minutes later. Hours later, a door opened, letting a stream of light into the prison. It was the man from before! Anwen felt a surge of anger and opened her mouth to say something. "You're all awake good-" He then took out three leather-bound small notebooks; their passports. "Mark Maddox, Jared and-" He looked towards Anwen and smiled maliciously. -"And Anwen. What a beautiful name." "Leave ma daughter alone you sick bastard! What do you want with us?" Her father interrupted, Jared winced and glanced at Awen with wide eyes. The man glared coldly at Mark, but he still held that smile. "Shut the **** up! You listen to me now! I am the dominant and you are the submissive pieces of s****! I am the boss of this land! Do you understand me?!" Tears weld up in Anwen's eyes and she bit her lip hard, tearing skin and drawing blood. "But it's okay, I'm gonna chill, do you know why? Because all three of you look expensive, and I like expensive things." The man smirked, crouching down in front of Jared. His eyes caught the frightened Anwen. "Why aren't you laughing? Am I failing to entertain you?!" Barked he and pushed Jared into the wall before leaning toward the girl and whispering. "You look nice... I'll have fun with you..." "Leave us the **** alone!" The father growled. The man chucked and stood up. "I'll do whatever I want."

The next months are still etched into Anwen's mind. She still has the scars to prove it was not just a nightmare. The man who's name turned out to be Lars, was a cruel, sick, twisted man with no concise whatsoever. He didn't hesitate hurting Jared or Anwen. Mark didn't last long in the compound where the were held captive. He "stepped out of line" to many times for Lars's taste so was dealt with, by death; a slow and painful one, committed in front of his children. It took him a full week until the Welshman died. It was also around then that Anwen's sanity started falling apart. She stated talking to herself more often and couldn't remember who Jared was, all she saw was another human, no, object.

Lars put up a ransom video. It was of Anwen tied to a chair, looking dirty, malnourished... crazed even. She doesn't remember the exact words but she knew it was a message directed to her mother. However, Kate never replied, earning pure hatred from both children. One night, Lars came in, he was angry and had taken it out of some of his "followers" but it wasn't enough he needed something more delicate to break. He chose Anwen. She lost her virginity, a lot of her skin ad blood that night; it was a miracle that she survived at all. The next day, Jared was taken outside, never to be seen again. Once again her sanity was questionable. She started talking to herself and completely ignored her new inmates that Lars had captured. However, she always stared as he torturing other captives, she got confused by the look of pure europhia as he hurt people, or the look of satisfaction of hearing their screams. Slowly, her brain concluded that this was normal.

            

Two years had passed, two long and painful years. Her father was dead, Jared was missing and her mother hadn't done anything to rescue her! Some days Anwen would just sit in the putrid smelling prison just imagining how a conversation would be when she saw her mother; it would start out sweet and heart-warming, then the teenager would start blaming the mother and father for letting this happen, a big argument would arise and then Anwen would bury a blade deep within her mothers chest, piercing her heat, tearing it to shreds. The thought made the girl both grin ad gag. Of course vengeance was in order but did it need to be so brutal? Yes! Of course! No. It doesn't. Yes it does. NO! Maybe! Confusion clouded her mind an she tore her frail arms from the shackles that bounded her for months and tore at her hair, then quickly fell on her back howling at the sudden pain that travelled down her arms and up her shoulders. After half-an-hour of self-pity she sat up and looked around at her fellow prisoners who were all still asleep. The fourteen year old blinked then looked at the door, which was slightly open. She swallowed, her mouth feeling dry as sand-paper. She did get fed thrice a week and got water every-day but it wasn't enough. She walked up to the door and pushed it open.

She squinted and waited for her eyes to adjust. Once they had she heard a grunt and looked behind her to see a guard staring at her in confusion. He stood up and walked up to her. He was intoxicated, she could smell the alcohol on his breath. He grinned, and grabbed her behind and stared at her. Her instinct kicked in and he reached up, wrapping her hands around his neck. She kissed him, managing to steady her gag reflex. The guard groaned. She let her hands travel until she felt the hilt of a hunting knife. Before the man new what was happening the knife was out and plunged deep within his belly... He fell to the ground, leaving Anwen with bloodied hands. She smiled then started to run, she ran as fast as she could, as far as her legs would carry her. She made it in the jungle, before tripping and falling down a steep hill, painfully bruising her scarred body. But she didn't care she was free! Now all she needed was revenge...

            

She was alone again, but this time it was a peaceful loneliness. She found the nearest stream and washed herself, yet she jumped at the slightest sound made. Anwen survived the jungle for a whole month, learning to hunt and craft weapons of minor damage, until she was found by a pack of tourists. Now she could have attacked them, which is what she wanted to do, they were taking photo's of her for God's sake! Then she remembered what she had done to the guard. Maybe if I play these idiots, they'll take me to my mother.. So, she adopted the façade of the innocent, shy girl who had gotten lost. She cried some, earning sympathy, therefor no one questioned her. She was taken back to the place where her "family" had first began this joyride. In the hotel that is when someone recognised her and immediately contacted her mother. Two days passed then Kate came to bring Anwen back home to Wales. However, Anwen had to tell Kate the truth about what happened. There was no escaping it, the woman she called her mother was stubborn.

Turns out Kate had thought Mark had taken them to live with him as they had been planning on getting divorce without telling the kids. She was re-married to Marks best-friend and they had a one year old baby. That's when the last piece of sanity broke away from Anwen. That night, she took a knife and killed the only family she had left. They deserved to die! That filthy b*tch an her new husband! I did everyone a favour shutting that baby up for good! The neighbours had been disturbed by the screaming an had called the police. When the cops had turned up, they found a massacre and in the middle of it all was a broken, twisted, hateful fourteen year old girl. She tried her innocent façade and it almost worked until she went to court and was sentenced to life in the Welsh Asylum. "You will all pay for this!" she threatened with malicious smile as they led her away.

            

She served four years in the Welsh asylum. They fed her, treated her, but the damage was already done. Then one day she broke out and got the address of the judge who had sent her to Hell itself and was very close to killing him if it hadn't been for the police. For safety reasons she was sent to Illea and has been there since. She's twenty years old, and has learnt from her past mistakes. Now she knows what to do to get what she wants. And what she wants, she will get, one way or another.

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male × × × heterosexual × × × palace waiter × × × 12 years of age × × × jan. 25th

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It's said that Lucas looks like 「 Dakota Goyo 」 but he personally doesn't see it, probably because he hardly even know what the guy looks like. Standing at 5'4", it's clear Lucas will grow to be quite tall when he's older. Despite currently being a waiter, Lucas dreams of being a gaurd when he's older so he can help fight bad people. Because of this, he regularly practices swordfighting and archery, obviously not being able to practice with a gun. But still, considering his limited amount of practice, Lucas really does excel in archery, and if he keeps improving at the rate he has he'll easily be among the best shots in the castle by the time he's an adult. Even in swordfighting he does quite well, although he's rather lacking in the defense department.

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Even though he despises adults, Lucas is actually quite mature. He isn't esecially mischievous, and he's certainly not naive or gullible. In fact, Lucas is probably less trusting than a lot of adults, considering his automatic dislike of grownups. He does however lack quite a bit of foresight, generally following his heart rather than his head. He also has a quite short temper, although once he's gotten mad he practically never resorts to violence of any kind, instead prefering to toss out insults twice as cold and bitter as before. He does have a soft side though, one he reserves for very few people. Well, currently no one, but it used to be how he treated his parents. Now it'd probably take the form of protectiveness and especially loyalty, because if you were to actually befriend Lucas, he'd risk his life for you without a second thought.


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There was never a lot of love in Lucas' family. For as long as he could remember, his parents were always fighting, putting on fake smiles only for the camera. Now, some may say Lucas was rather spoiled as a child, but to be entirely honest, he was given all the things he didn't need. He was given toys when he wanted parents, fed the most expensive meals when he longed for just one family dinner, and adored by many people when he really needed to feel loved by his parents. And his parents friends weren't helping either, only seeming to encourage anger at their spouse. And eventually, Lucas just came to believe that that was all adults ever wanted to do. Argue and fight. He slowly became more and more uncomfortable whenever in an adult's presence, to the point where he'd often blatantly insult them to get them to leave. Well, at age 12, Lucas was entirely sick of his parents bickering, even sick of them. So he confronted them. He said he'd go somewhere else, he said he'd go be a servant at the palace, anything to get away from them. And that shocked his parents. Despite disliking each other, only staying together for their reputation, they loved their son dearly. But in that moment, they realized how far away they really were from their beloved child. So yes, they did try and stop him, but in the end their son's blackmail about their uneasy marriage won out. And so now Lucas works his hardest as a waiter in the palace, although his parents usually have at least one person watching him and ready to help at any given moment.

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ʜᴇɪɢʜᴛ ⇢ 5"11
ʙᴜɪʟᴅ⇢ muscular but wiry
ʜᴀɪʀ ⇢ longish, brown
ᴇʏᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏᴜʀ ⇢ brown
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ɪᴍᴩᴇʀғᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴs ⇢ various scars

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Dean is the kind of guy that no parent would ever want their daughter to bring home. Arrogant, careless and with no intention of bettering himself young Dean is something of a walking nightmare. He's attractive but that beauty is truly only skin deep, underneath that he's brash, rude, overly confident and certainly not afraid to speak his mind. A huge flirt with a wicked sense of humour Dean is never short of female attention. He's well known about the palace for being a serial womaniser having already welcomed a large number of the royal staff into his bedroom. Dean has a tendency to speak his mind and has found himself in trouble on more than one occasion by opening his mouth when he really shouldn't have. He has something of a temper and is quick to fight if provoked or angered, many a night has passed with Dean in the hospital wing sporting a black eye. It's not all intentional, sometimes he simply can't help the way he acts and though he usually has good intentions most of the time things just never seem to go his way.

Dean isn't particularly likeable, he's very much a typical lad and his lout-like behaviour is often scorned by other palace staff. A practical joker and always wanting to be the centre of attention Dean has a habit of getting himself into trouble. He's almost certain that the royals are looking for an excuse to get rid of him and with all the late starts, misdemeanours and various dark marks against Dean's record he's lucky to still be in the job. If it weren't for the fact he can be a real charmer when he wants too he'd probably already be long gone. Dean's various trysts around the palace haven't exactly gone unnoticed and his ability to woo just about any woman has garnered him something of a reputation. Still underneath all that there is a part of him that simply yearns for acceptance, a part that strives for more even if he doesn't outwardly show it.

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　ʟɪᴋᴇs ⇢ alcohol / women / sex / fast cars / being outdoors
　ᴅɪsʟɪᴋᴇs⇢ work / early starts / authority / pompous individuals
　sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜs⇢ charming / confident / easy going / funny
　ᴡᴇᴀᴋɴᴇssᴇs ⇢ impulsiveness / temper / loud mouth / rep
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➥ Part Two

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Dean didn't exactly have the best start in life, it was largely expected he would grow up to become a miscreant. No surprises there really. Dean was born in Hansport, his mother a whore and is father an alcoholic who just so happened to stumble into the seedy establishment that night. A drunken romp between the sheets and nine months later Dean came kicking and screaming into the world. His mother Vitoria already knew she didn't want the child and even after setting eyes on him that thought didn't change. And so Dean was shipped off to the Hansport orphanage, condemned before his life had even begun. He grew up there surrounded by other unwanted children, running the nuns ragged and causing trouble wherever he went. Dean's childhood was miserable, he was barely educated - just the basics so he was at least literate but that was it. Nobody was going to pay for an orphan to have a good education and most people assumed he was stupid anyway. That wasn't the case, Dean had potential but he was lazy and preferred to spend his time causing trouble than learning. Nobody ever really taught Dean right from wrong, he was beaten by the nuns when he misbehaved and beaten by the other kids when he did behave so the message never really got through.

As Dean grew his behaviour only became more wild, he'd disappear from the orphanage for long hours of the time, sometimes for days. Nobody knew where he went, he'd simply be gone. What Dean did on those little escapades was usually illegal, not often acceptable and almost always frowned upon. Alcohol, drugs and theft tended to cover the basics and finally when he was caught by the police that was the last straw. The orphanage denied any knowledge of ever having him and at only fourteen years old he was jailed for two years for vehicle theft. Those two years did nothing to straighten Dean out. He left juvie angry, violent and with more of a penchant for causing trouble than ever. At sixteen years old he was homeless, a branded criminal and a black sheep to just about anyone who happened across him. Eventually however someone was nice enough to offer him a job at a bar in the town and without any other way to make money Dean accepted. The bar catered to all sorts of individuals though mostly those of the criminal type, rebels, mercenaries and thieves. Dean was really at home there and it only took a few months before he'd made the acquaintance of a number of gang members. That and more than a number of women who came in to buy drinks. The bar work whilst it paid the bills and let him rent a small studio flat didn't give Dean quite the lifestyle he wanted and so back into the criminal world he went.

He would have spiralled into total darkness were it not for a stranger coming forward to stage an intervention. As it happened that stranger was his father. Now Rick Austen had always denied all knowledge of the boy. He'd never married, never had any children and was perfectly happy that way until the years of chronic alcoholism finally caught up with him. Liver disease was what would eventually kill him and he'd sought Dean out in order to leave him what little money he had left. It wasn't much, enough to buy a small home maybe but it was all that Rick had to give. Dean accepted the money and decided there and then to straighten out his act, he vowed never to end up like is father and instead ventured away from Hansport to the city of Angeles. There he bought a small starter home and applied for just about every job in the newspaper. He'd only been there a week when an anonymous letter arrived in the post. Rick Austen had finally succumbed to his illness. Dean remembered feeling sad but could never bring himself to cry about a man he'd barely known. Still he went to the funeral, the only one there amongst a crowd of empty seats. When he returned home to Angeles the next day a number of letters greeted him, but it was the one on the fancy paper that stood out most of all. The palace wanted to interview him for a gardening position.

And so Dean headed up to the palace the following week and for once in his life things actually seemed to go his way. He breezed through the interview and received a letter the next day to tell him he'd got the job. A few months have passed since then and though Dean has been in trouble a number of times he hasn't lost the job just yet. He spends his days tending to the garden and flirting with various members of the palace staff. For now things finally seem to be going his way...only time will tell if that's the case though.

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Fᴀᴍɪʟʏ ↴
♔ ғᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ⇢ Rick Austen
➝ status: deceased
➝ love: ◆ ◆ ◇ ◇ ◇
♕ ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ⇢ Vitoria Lawrence
➝ status: unknown
➝ love: ◆ ◆ ◆ ◇ ◇
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　　　　　　　　　　　 Trouble is what trouble does

　　　

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male × × × homosexual × × × palace intern × × × 20 years of age × × × oct. 29th

▪ ▪ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ { D E S C R I P T I O N } ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ▪ ▪
This blonde beauty is said to resemble 「 Matthew Noszka 」 but I'll tell you more about him anyway. He's got blonde hair, which he usually keeps short and simple. He's quite tall, standing at 6'2", and weighs about 170lbs. Despite being rather intelligent, Damien generally prefers more physical activities, and because of this he's rather muscular. He's quite a healthy individual, with no health issues that he knows of. He prefers to dress simply and functionally most of the time, although he has close to no fashion sense. Often you'll even find him wandering about the castle in mismatched clothes, random accesories, etc.

Though it surprises many, Damien is actually an intern at the palace, although he isn't exactly positive about what career he'd like yet. Currently he's interning in hopes of becoming a diplomat, but still, to be honest Damien could end up being anything. Even though he hasn't had many consistent friends throughout his life, except for his best friend Mateo of course, Damien still appreciates most any nickname given to him, without much care to whether or not it sounds flattering. To be honest, he just appreciates the thought put into them and the friendship they symbolize. Even though he's met many people in his lifetime, most have left him eventually, the only exception being his very best childhood friend, Mateo. As for family, Damien's the oldest of 4, with two healthy and happy parents who he loves dearly.

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Damien is an absolute sweetie, despite many people's first impressions of him. True, he can look a bit big and intimidating at a glance, but all it takes is a few minutes of chatting with him to figure out he wouldn't harm a fly. He's a very easy going guy in general, living in the moment and enjoying the simple things in life. He's not very fond of long term commitments because of that though, and tends to avoid them if possible. He's also incredibly oblivious most the time, but always has good intentions at heart. Another fact about Damien is that ever since he was a little kid, he's seemed incapable of being mad at others, or even balming them for things. Heck, you could go up to him and punch him in the face and he'd probably just apologize thinking that he did somthing wrong.


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Damien was born on October 29th, first child to a loving couple. They weren't insanely rich, only being Caste 3s at the time, but they ran a business that was large enough for them to live comfortably. Despite both his parents being very loving towards him, unfourtunately they were often out for most the day working at their family business, which left Damien alone with the teenage babysitter they hired. The babysiter wasn't terrible either to be entirely honest, but it wasn't unheard of for her to ignore Damien entirely, so for much of his childhood he was quite lonely. When his parents did come home though, Damien would shower them with attention and even presents, although they'd usually have to go to bed shortly afte they arrived.

Even later on though, when Damien was old enough to go to school and make friends, most of the people he met never really got very close, and most people eventually just lost interest in Damien. They said he was too clingy, but in reality that was just how Damien showed affection. When he liked someone, he liked to give them lots of gifts and especially attention, as the latter was among the things he'd love the most for himself, so he figured other people would like it too. However, there was one person who never drifted away from him, and that was his best friend Mateo. They had quickly become best friends after meeting each other one day, and after that they were easily the other's closest friend, both of them being the kind of kids who people drifted away from.

As they grew up, Damien got 4 younger siblings, all of whom he loved and played with, but he still always spent the most time with Mateo. They grew up together, supported each other when times were rough, and when they most needed a friend, thy were there for each other. Eventually they even left for the palace together, although each of them went for different jobs. This was about the point where Damien truly started realizing his feelings for Mateo, although he had honestly known about them for quite a while. But, in the end, after confessing Damien found that he wasn't the only one who felt that way, and so now Damien and Mateo have been dating for several months, although this whole dating thing is still kinda new for both of them.

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❝ But strong girl? ❞ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

┌ Olympia Chiang ♛ born 1st September ┐
└ Palace ; Caste 6 ♛ identifies as female ┘



┌ six and thirty years old ♛ head seamstress ┐
├ demiromantic ace ♛ currently unmarried ┤
└ birthstone ; sapphire ♛ flowers ; lavender ┘

[ ♛ Appearance ♛ ]

Olympia Chiang has black hair which cascades in curls down to the small of her back. Her eyes are dark brown, almost black, a pretty shade of chocolate. She is 168cm tall and weighs 55kg. She is said to resemble the Asian-American actress, Lucy Liu.

She is often seen wearing practical and sensible clothing, matching her personality, and in muted, earthy colours. Sometimes her clothes are accented with bright buttons and ribbons left over from dress making.

[ ♛ Personality ♛ ]

As the palace’s Head Seamstress, Olympia is down-to-earth, humble, and a practical woman. She’s very no-nonsense, observant and logical in her thinking, and is trustworthy, since her customers like chatting with her while she takes measurements and help them try on new clothes. She is also quite independent, kind, and caring, but she can’t quite refuse if anyone asks her for a favour. Once she’s focused on something, it’s hard to break her out of concentration.

However, Olympia tends to hide herself away in her working room, working hard and burning the midnight oil more often than she should. Unknown to everyone else, she feels insecure a lot of the time. Since her entire life is pretty much her job, she puts her worth in her dresses, and tends to look down on herself when her designs aren’t satisfactory, whether from someone else’s point of view or her own. She also prefers to keep a low profile.

[ ♛ History ♛ ]

Though not known to anyone else, Olympia had initially belonged in Caste Three. Her father, a lawyer, had accused her mother of cheating, and had her and her mother cast down to Caste Six. Olympia had been very young then, but she still remembers the fancy dresses and the silks of the balls her family had sometimes been invited to. Her mother had fled to Yukon with her, and that was where she grew up, taking her mother’s maiden name as her last name.

Because of her mother’s familiarity with fabrics (after all, socialising with high society did give her some useful knowledge), she soon got a job at a local shop. Her mother was good with embroidery and sewing, so she soon rose in ranks in the shop, and even earned enough money to open a shop of her own. As Olympia grew older, her mother took her as her apprentice, and the mother-daughter duo worked day and night in their shop. While her mother was alive, the Palace had requested for her to work there, but her mother had repeatedly declined, preferring to keep a low profile. However, with her mother’s passing, Olympia decided to take on the offer at the Palace, hoping to give herself financial stability and security there.

At the palace, Olympia, just like her mother, rose quickly through the ranks, and became Head Seamstress. She’s in charge of making dresses and clothes for royals and Selected, and she’s quite content with her job.



[ ♛ Relations ♛ ]

Olympia doesn’t have any other family that she knows of other than her mother, and gets along pretty well with most people.

➸ Mother ; Hera Chiang ; deceased

Olympia’s mother, Hera, died a while ago, leading to her getting her job at the palace. She doesn’t like to talk about her mother, though they enjoyed a good, close relationship.

➸ Father ; Dionysus Pak ; unknown

Olympia’s father, Dionysus, cast her and her mother to Caste Six when she was quite young. She doesn’t find any comfort in hating him, though she hasn’t forgiven him.

➸ Head Stylist ; Tabitha Joan Crawley

Olympia isn’t particularly fond of Tabitha. Her personality overwhelms Olympia’s quieter one, so she’s almost always at Tabitha’s whims.

More to be added as the RP progresses.

[ ♛ Other ♛ ]

Olympia’s favourite colours are rich purples and hazel, earthy colours. Her favourite flower is the tulip, and she has a secret love for the baker’s pastries. She has the childish habit of wishing upon stars for the littlest of wishes — for her order of silks to safely arrive, for her new ribbons to come out the right length, and for the queen to like her newest design. She’s not particularly fond of people who treat others lower than them like dirt, and she’s secretly afraid of large horses. If she had a theme song, it would be I by Taeyeon.

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