I'm back...
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Thread Topic: I'm back...
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C1 is a caring prince/princess, who often sneaks out at night to see the street children. C2 is a peasant who often bakes bread and tucks them in at night. They bump into each other and C1 notices C2 has no bread left for themself. Feeling grateful for the kind soul, C1 gives C2 some gold coins to make their life easier. The next day, C2 is arrested for stealing. Desperate to get them out of the dungeon, C1 begs the king to let C2 go. Instead, the king secretly makes C2 a servant of C1. Will they develop feelings...?
You choose role, I wish to be girl. -
I would very much like to be C2 if you don't mind.
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Of course! Any particular form you'd like?
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Form of what? If you mean couples, I prefer MXF.
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Oc form. Some people prefer extremely descriptive, others prefer simple.
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I prefer to keep it simple.
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Alrighty!
Name:
Age:
Personality (optional):
Bio (optional):
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Cool, I'll make mine in a minute.
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Name: Azalea Dremas
Age: 17
Personality (optional): generous, childish, sweet, insecure, bashful
Bio (optional):
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-never been kissed
-hates the thought of marriage
-wants to run away -
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Name: Nigel Gerald Astral
Age: 17
Personality: Kind, friendly, happy (usually), funny at times
Bio (optional): Nigel was once in a rich family that had everything in spades, however the death of both his parents and grandparents caused it all to go away. Now he lives on the street and tends to some of the children.
Extra: Never had a girlfriend, likes the idea of marriage and having kids, wears cracked glasses
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Azalea huffed as she ran from the castle, hiding under the cover of night. Her dress flapped behind her in the cold wind and she had food tucked beneath her arm. One would think it was a prison break, but really it was simply her sneaking from the castle in order to see the street children, something she'd always enjoyed.
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Nigel sat in an alleyway, contemplating his life up to this point. He had a rough life that never seemed to get better. The only thing keeping him going was some bread he makes for the other street kids and himself.
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She skid to a stop, panting heavily, hunched over with her hands on her knees. Sighing, she stood straight once more and made her way to the children's gathering place, a smile on her face. She kneeled by the children, chattering happily as she handed out the bread. She absolutely adored the children and her citizens, and would obviously do anything for them.
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