Freaks Poison
Always Up For Plotting
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The King and the Poor Boy (Melix and Skev)
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Freaks Poison
Always Up For Plotting
Wait who is soja?
Melix
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(My person...) (What do you want for the bio?)
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Freaks Poison
Always Up For Plotting
(I am so sorry I got busy! Here you go)
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My character sheet:
Name:Jack Alexander Sternsworth
Age:24
Appearance:
Personality: Cold hearted but protective over those he sees worth it. He tends to have quite a temper when people disagree with him. He is possessive and very commanding. He doesn't relax easily and has a hard time believing in others words.
History:Raised in a royal family, Jack knew from a young age he would be trained in the ways of a King. He spent most of his life indoors, reading books and writing. Witnessing as he got older how his father treated his citizens, noticing he used fear to rule them. Jack didn't think it right but as the soon to be King he had to act accordingly, soon it becoming the norm for him. As he reached adulthood he began ruling over the village with an iron fist, taking their money and possessions before deciding he wanted more. And decided he would begin taking human possessions instead.
Other:Even though he a rather cold hearted, he had a soft spot for animals especially his horse Maximus
Character sheet
Name:
Age:
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My character sheet:
Name:Jack Alexander Sternsworth
Age:24
Appearance:
Personality: Cold hearted but protective over those he sees worth it. He tends to have quite a temper when people disagree with him. He is possessive and very commanding. He doesn't relax easily and has a hard time believing in others words.
History:Raised in a royal family, Jack knew from a young age he would be trained in the ways of a King. He spent most of his life indoors, reading books and writing. Witnessing as he got older how his father treated his citizens, noticing he used fear to rule them. Jack didn't think it right but as the soon to be King he had to act accordingly, soon it becoming the norm for him. As he reached adulthood he began ruling over the village with an iron fist, taking their money and possessions before deciding he wanted more. And decided he would begin taking human possessions instead.
Other:Even though he a rather cold hearted, he had a soft spot for animals especially his horse Maximus
Melix
Lord Legendary
(0.0 what happened to Thorki? Your OTP? "Brothers not by blood but by love" or some such?)
Name: Jay Halferson
Age: 18 1/2
Appearance: Jay has long blonde hair, which is customary in his village and one blue and one green eye; which garners some attention since the green eye is rumored to have been "stolen". For some reason it's nearly impossible for him to grow a beard (a couple weeks for stubble to even appear) and while he does have a "manly" physique in that he has finely sculpted abs, he also has curvy hips and a bum that has caused many a person to mistake him for a girl from behind. (None of whom haven't been knocked out at some point after they commented on it...) Because Jay has lots of experience running from angry mobs, carrying heavy bags of flour, carrying passed out girls he finds in taverns back to their homes so they don't get hurt, and carrying his fat sister Becky around (she's six and she can't walk), he has very some strong springy legs and spine. He makes very silly faces constantly though, which completely ruin any other "good" traits his body may have.
Personality: Jay is often peeved off. It seems he can't go a day without getting angry- at the kingdom, at the king, at anyone or anything he comes across. When he's in a good mood, he's only minorly annoyed. He loves games and is extremely competitive. He's often very sensitive to people's words and very insensitive in his own words and often lashes out at those around him. He's extremely passive-agressive; and if he wants something, he will get it, no matter the odds.
History: Jay was "born" at five years old. His first memory occurs at a Christmas Party where he is crying, and his mother "Numi" is patting his hair. After that, he had a pretty much day to day life of carrying bundles of food for his fathers cook shop and eventually being hired to carry drunk girls home to their respective parents if they've been out too long. He also delivered messages back and forth across the village border (also the kingdom's border) to the next town over, in the kingdom of Thale/Thaile, and he never had much of a life outside of his work until he was seventeen....and had grown angry that the king was taking a large percentage of his paycheck; at which point he got seriously involved in kingdom politics.
About a year and a half later, he was received as a present to the most hated king.
Other: None
(Whatever just attached did not mean to be attached, and um...oh, wow. I'm going to see that in my nightmares. Okay.)<p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2013_12/upload_2013-12-19_20-10-26.jpeg.ecafe285ba4e4e95bcee30452094c6bb.jpeg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="10631" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2013_12/upload_2013-12-19_20-10-26.jpeg.ecafe285ba4e4e95bcee30452094c6bb.jpeg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p>
Name: Jay Halferson
Age: 18 1/2
Appearance: Jay has long blonde hair, which is customary in his village and one blue and one green eye; which garners some attention since the green eye is rumored to have been "stolen". For some reason it's nearly impossible for him to grow a beard (a couple weeks for stubble to even appear) and while he does have a "manly" physique in that he has finely sculpted abs, he also has curvy hips and a bum that has caused many a person to mistake him for a girl from behind. (None of whom haven't been knocked out at some point after they commented on it...) Because Jay has lots of experience running from angry mobs, carrying heavy bags of flour, carrying passed out girls he finds in taverns back to their homes so they don't get hurt, and carrying his fat sister Becky around (she's six and she can't walk), he has very some strong springy legs and spine. He makes very silly faces constantly though, which completely ruin any other "good" traits his body may have.
Personality: Jay is often peeved off. It seems he can't go a day without getting angry- at the kingdom, at the king, at anyone or anything he comes across. When he's in a good mood, he's only minorly annoyed. He loves games and is extremely competitive. He's often very sensitive to people's words and very insensitive in his own words and often lashes out at those around him. He's extremely passive-agressive; and if he wants something, he will get it, no matter the odds.
History: Jay was "born" at five years old. His first memory occurs at a Christmas Party where he is crying, and his mother "Numi" is patting his hair. After that, he had a pretty much day to day life of carrying bundles of food for his fathers cook shop and eventually being hired to carry drunk girls home to their respective parents if they've been out too long. He also delivered messages back and forth across the village border (also the kingdom's border) to the next town over, in the kingdom of Thale/Thaile, and he never had much of a life outside of his work until he was seventeen....and had grown angry that the king was taking a large percentage of his paycheck; at which point he got seriously involved in kingdom politics.
About a year and a half later, he was received as a present to the most hated king.
Other: None
(Whatever just attached did not mean to be attached, and um...oh, wow. I'm going to see that in my nightmares. Okay.)<p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2013_12/upload_2013-12-19_20-10-26.jpeg.ecafe285ba4e4e95bcee30452094c6bb.jpeg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="10631" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2013_12/upload_2013-12-19_20-10-26.jpeg.ecafe285ba4e4e95bcee30452094c6bb.jpeg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p>
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Freaks Poison
Always Up For Plotting
Oh I changed it. I dunno. People on here don't seem to be very interested in Avenger fandom shipping so I just changed it to yaoi which is basically what I love anyway so it's kinda the same thing. Lol. And yeah that picture is rather creepy I was like "Yeah I'm not clicking that" LOL
Melix
Lord Legendary
(I know where it came from but I didn't want it there...FYI so not what Jay looks like. At all. Okay.)
Freaks Poison
Always Up For Plotting
(That's fine so do you we wanna start the RP?)
Melix
Lord Legendary
(Ya, I was about to ask. But exactly where should we start? Like tke king wandering the village looking at guys or something or do you have a better plan?)
Freaks Poison
Always Up For Plotting
(Well I was thinking he could visit the village because they ran out of things to give him so he takes the boy instead)
Melix
Lord Legendary
(Alright...then you start so I can get a feel for things.)
Freaks Poison
Always Up For Plotting
The King climbed atop his horse, an annoyed look plastered onto his face. Those damned townspeople. Running out of money and possessions to give him? This he could not allow. He commanded his guards to gather the townspeople up, to make them wait for his arrival. He gave a sigh, signaling his horse to begin running. The bridge being lowered as he headed to the village. His black hair becoming ruffled as he continued on. The sun was shining brightly and the grass was bright green. A rather lovely day if he was not so angry over the lack of possessions he was given from the townspeople. How ungrateful can they be? He offered them protection and they repay him by running out of many and material things? He let a growl escape from his throat, his fingers tightening in the horses mane. He could see the town gate approaching, two posted guards saluting him as he ran past them. He could hear the townspeople chatter, whispering amongst each other as he signaled his horse to a walking pace. More guards approaching him "My King" They saluted, his brown eyes glaring down at them with displeasure "Where is the towns spokesman?!" He shouted, his voice filled with anger and rage as he looked down upon the many citizens scared and feared faces. Such a scene would normally bring him joy however he was too angry over the fact he could no longer receive possessions from them. He let out another growl, his teeth clenched together "I have offered you protection and this is how you repay your King? By ceasing in the exchange for your own protection!?" He glared daggers at the townspeople, watching some flinch and others focus their attention to the ground. Unable to even look their King in the eye. Another thing he found displeasing, the growing silence making him enraged "SOMEONE SPEAK UP NOW!" He demanded, his breathing heavy as he looked around for the unfortunate soul that dared defy him
Melix
Lord Legendary
Jay stepped forward, annoyed at being herded as of he were some sort of cow and not a human being. Immediately two guards had him by either arm. Jay glared up at the king, but stood a little back from him, which was out of fear of the horse. "Our village spokesman is with our village headman in the comfort of their own home, along with the medicine woman. Our headman is deathly sick and our village spokesman is his son...that being said, I will act as spokesman until the headman's health returns." His gaze was steely and calm. "Addressing the matter of our village being 'out' of material possessions...you already took all of them. You also passed laws stating that despite the fact that we can walk across Thaile's border to get more, we are no longer allowed to trade with our neighbors. The next village is ten days ride on horseback, which would be mildly helpful if you hadn't taken our horses. As it is, it would take us a month to get there and a month back. Our people are already starving. We must wait until our messenger returns with a little food for us...before we have anything. Surely you must understand."
Freaks Poison
Always Up For Plotting
Jack glanced around, his eyes narrowed as he watched a boy step forward. His guards immediately grabbing him as a satisfied smile came to his face. The boys glare did not effect him in the least. He knew of the townspeoples disliking towards him and rather chose to ignore such looks that were cast upon him. He frowned, his eyes narrowed as he heard the other speak "Than bring him here! I commanded everyone to be in my presence and to not show their face is disrespectful to me" His voice growled, his horse giving a whinny "I do not care of anyone's health" He spat before glancing around "However I suppose I shall let this one slide for I am in a rather forgiving mood" He gave a chuckle before glaring down at the boy "If you have run out of possessions it is not of my concern of where you get more or how you get more. I offer you protection in exchange for your possessions and this is how you seem to repay me!?" His voice was loud and anger filled it as he continued to glare down at the boy "What can you offer me now that you have run out of possessions?" He eyed the townspepople "Am I to continue protecting you with getting anything in return for it?" He boomed glaring down at the boy who spoke "What can you offer me in exchange for more protect peasant?"
Melix
Lord Legendary
"I don't know! What more do you want from our village? The only thing we have left to offer is our-" Jay stopped because he couldn't think of anything. The King was so...nasty. Horrible. Undeserving. If only kingship had to do not with birth but with qualifications. "The clothes off our backs. All the cruddy beer droplets left in the day tavern, which is one. Our lives...no, let me only speak for myself, so that he doesn't kill a village...my life. What does he want from us?" he mumbled under his breath.
"King, he's mumbling to himself." stated the guard.
"King, he's mumbling to himself." stated the guard.
Melix
Lord Legendary
(Hi.)
Melix
Lord Legendary
(Alright; I'm going to assume this RP is dead. I'm taking it off my Watch list. Ciao.)