Threads are harder for me to post as fast.

And I really don't post fast on role plays in general because of school. :x

Anyways.

No ideas.

You like romance right? C:

Yeah. Romance is always the way I go, but I prefer a gradual romance, something that progresses after a long time rping. I hate it when people go two posts in: "I think I love you" So, do you want to do something like a humanoid or an animal sort of thing. I'm a good plot person, but I need some sort of general idea of something you might be interested. It could be rainbow unicorn flying magical dogs, I really don't care, but just give me something you like :)

The following:

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I like that too. 

But I thought arranged marriages weren't you thing? |D

Alright then.

Tell me more about this plot you liked then. :o It sounded nice. :D

So, this is derp, but it shall do:

So, one of us is the Princess/Prince (I think Princess would work better) and we are arranged to marry someone who we don't love. Someone we hate in fact. (I'm going to call the royal character she) She gets desperate, and looks around for another prince who she could love, but no one is suited for her. She is completely desperate, but when all seems lost, she falls in love. Headfirst, desperately in love. Her lover loves her back, but he is a peasant, and his lineage is not the best. So, kinda forbidden love kind of thing.

Made up on the spot baby :)

Lets do it.

So I'll play peasant doode? I got a character for that. ;o

I actually just like the ti
tle.

I don't really care about messiness. If you're the type to want to keep your threads neat and organized, we can make a different thread; I  don't care |D 

 

(( :o LOVE the character CH :) I'll start ))

Leanna sat on her balcony, running a brush through her hair. She thought of the events of the day, and how torturing it had been. She had been forced to sit through a fancy dinner with Jacob. Oh, how she loathed the man she was to get married to. She thought of the day they had first laid eyes on each other. She had been so excited, and before she had talked to him, he had seemed like someone who would be quite nice. The first words that had come out of his mouth were, "You are almost as gorgeous as me, my dear." What a snob and inconceivable jerk he was. He thought only of himself, and he made that fact clear to everyone. How her parents could have possibly managed to pick someone that bad, she had no clue. Of course, the country he ruled was second only to theirs in size and wealth, so Leanna's happiness may not have been considered when they chose. She snorted at the possibility of the thought. Her parents never thought of her when they made decisions. If she wanted to go to a friend's house instead of sit quietly in a meeting all day long, they would say that it would be a better image for her to go. Those were their two favorite words. Image and Appearance. She couldn't possibly hate two sounds more.

She sat there, running a comb through her hair, moping about how horrible her life was at the moment. No choices, no where to go, no free time, and especially no love. She hadn't been in contact with any boy her parents thought unworthy since she was eight. They had made it impossible for her to love anyone or anything.

She sat there quietly for a moment, letting the soft breeze ruffle through her hair and cool off her neck. She didn't know how long she had been sitting on her second floor balcony, it may have only been a few minutes, but it seemed like longer. It was impossible to concentrate anywhere but her porch. She let out a little tune, and her voice flowed dreamily through the air:

Under the snow, beneath the frozen streams
There is Life.
You have to know, when nature sleeps she dreams
There is life.

And the colder the winter, the warmer the spring,
The deeper the silence, the more our hearts sing,
Even though you can't see it inside everything,
There is life.

After the rain, the sun will reappear
There is life.
After the pain, the joy will still be hear
There is life.

For it's out of the darkness that we learn to see,
And out of the silence that songs come to be,
And all that we dream of awaits patiently,
There is life.

Her voice disappeared in the wind, and she sat in silence.

[[ Wait. So, if he's a peasant, he technically won't be around the castle, lol. How should they meet? :D 

Well, Rusty is more of a hooligan, we'll say. Maybe he did something that got him in trouble with the big guns somehow. I have an idea on what he could do if you like this idea, trolol. Anyways, maybe I can end it with him leaving the castle, after getting caught and such and such, and she sees him from the balcony. 

o3o

Once I wrote that out I realized there wouldn't be much for us to put, lol. ]]

Okay.

I just realized I have to finish this computer assignment so give me an hour or two.c : ]]