forum It's Torure to Love You (open 1/1)
Started by @Fenrir
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@Fenrir

A recently orphaned royal has now come to age where they must marry. All potential suitors are welcome, including a lowly assassin who is sent by their commander. coerce, seduce and play the game of the high court. Use any means necessary to marry the royal. Except they have no intent on marrying, at least not for love. They want the kingdom for themselves and for their people. They want what was brutally taken eons ago in a war no one had seen coming .

Rules

  • minimal swearing and no smut
  • be kind
  • be active
  • no one or two liners, please include detail whenever possible
  • characters templates will be posted once someone joins
  • you choose first, I have a pretty good idea on how I want the story to progress so i'm fine with being either royal or assassin
  • lgbtq+ is welcome so let me know if that's an option for you
  • open to ideas~

@Fenrir

(ooh yay! I don't believe we've rped before? If we have, forgive me for not remembering! Could I possibly have a sample of your writing?)

@Meow

It’s all alright ! I think we might have, but I’ve barely been on here this year so yeah. Here’s a sample, length is a bit varying, but I think(?) my responses are usually around this long.

Using his fingertips, as were the best available choice, he smudged in a bit of shadow and hatched over afterwards to try and cover the fingerprints. With a reference, he could still do better though.
He finally looked up, “I won’t be giving in so easily! I’ve barely seen anything beyond this room - if it weren’t for my stiff muscles I would’ve broken my way out already,”
Icarus laughed a bit, which ended with a wince as something brushed against his wounds from the motion. If everyone here had wings though, him breaking out would be quite the sight!
“The worst that can happen is the heat being trapped in, and you should know the healing of the mind is just as important as the physical body-“ he tapped a finger to his forehead, also imprinting a dark smudge in the process, “I’d go crazy to be stuck in here when there is so much so discover out there- but still, I’m thankful for you’re hospitality.”

@Fenrir

(this is great both is size and in writing styoe, actually quite interested in the concept of the to this is from. A template will be up tommorow! Quick question though, which character would you like to at and would you like an lgbtq pairing? And if so which one?)

@Meow

(Awesome ! I’d like to be the Royal - I think it’d be easier for me to write for them. Maybe a lesbian pairing too ?)

@Fenrir

(that's absolutely fine! And ooh yes! I don't write f/f pairing much so this'll be great practice!)

@Fenrir

(here's a template!)
Name
age
species if any -
appearance
personality
likes
dislikes
things that annoy them
small quirks
backstory
other

@Fenrir

Name - Luna Blythe
age - 19
species if any - Half elf, half human
appearance - light drown hair that falls in waves to the middle of her back. Typically put up into a neat bun with wisps of hair on either side. 5'4 in height. Slender build, not much muscle. brown-amber eyes with flecks of green, showing her elf heritage. slightly pointed eats also due to being elf. facial features are soft. Skin is pale with a splash of freckles along her cheeks. Has a birthmark on her inner wrist that resembles a crescent moon
personality Calm and collected. Likes to observe more than jump in without thought. Can become snarky and sarcastic when confronted, when she's angry, or emotionally passionate. It's kind of her way of trying to be rational without physically hurting the person.
Has a softer side when alone. Indulges herself with books, mostly of romance or of far away places. Dreams of finding a mate but her duties as an assassin limit them
likes - dark chocolate, she could eat it by the ton! peonies since it reminds her of her father and mother. reading by the fireplace, folk music and dancing at night
dislikes - interacting with most people, alcohol or bars, being underestimated, frilly dresses
things that annoy them - ticking noises, people who think she can't lead because she's a female, restricted movement or breathing
small quirks - she tends to get lost in thought when alone and she starts to softly smile at seemingly nothing, not in a creepy way but more in an adoring, loving way. likes being around kids and animals
backstory Luna grew up as a single child in an elf village on the outskirts of the kingdom with her mother (human) and father (elf). It was a fairly normal and loving time until her father was killed in an altercation in the city and later her mother died of heartache and grief, poisoning herself with hemlock. Luna was taken in by an assassin group at the age of 12 despite her being half elf and has trained with them since.
other nope

@Meow

(Here she is ! Let me know if I made a mistake or need to change anything.)

Name: Yves Elenor Aphelion
Age: 20
Species: Half Nymph
Appearance: A sun-kissed complexion, with nearly unnoticeable freckles. A mole on her chin, jaw, temple, and three in the shape of a triangle on her left wrist. Sleek white-blonde hair, reaching her waist. Deep blue eyes, getting lighter towards the bottom of the iris. Yves is often mistaken for a fairy of folklore. 5’ 7” in height. A very slender and lanky figure, barely getting the chance to even lift a pencil in her daily life.
Personality: As the princess, Yves puts on a cheery facade. In front of every person but her personal maid, she acts very bright, soft, and a bit ‘thick-headed’. She’d rather everything think she was too kind for her own good and dumb, since they were faster in showing their true intentions. When by herself though, she barely speaks a word and is quick to get things done. She doesn’t have as much heart as she pretends, and will let her mind guide her decisions over her heart.
Likes: Nighttime, chamomile tea, large bodies of water but especially streams, cookies with a bit of jelly in the center
Dislikes: Fire, people arguing, heavily layered dresses in hot weather, hunting
Things that annoy them: When someone is trying to take advantage of her so openly, cold tea, complete silence
Small quirks: Bites and plays with her lip while deep in thought, runs her fingertips over her nails, always signs her name with three dots around it(mirroring the moles on her wrist)
Backstory: Her father, had of course fallen in love at first sight with her mother. Her mother was a water Nymph. Nymphs usually remain neutral, not getting involved with humans, and simply caring for their areas nature and wildlife. But her father was relentless, and her mother too curious. As a Nymph though, her mother could not abandon the other Nymphs and stayed where she was - even after Yves being born. Yves never met her, and probably, never will. Her father, later fell ill under mysterious circumstances, not even Yves got the tiniest detail. This left her here, with no other option but to assume her position as a ruler.
Other: As a half Nymph, Yves is not limited to just one space to care for. But it is still well within her nature to be naturally drawn and feel the need to care for the wildlife around her.

@Fenrir

(so sorry for the late response! I absolutely love Yves!)

Luna sighed through her nose as she stepped into her cottage bedroom. A large box with a neat silver bow and note rested on her bed. Ignoring the box for now, she checked her window and door locks, finding neither had been picked or forced open. "You little snake." Luna growled as she yanked open the box to find a stunning his and black dress inside. She snatched the nite up from where it had fallen to her bed and scanned it over, Antonio's minty scent lingering on it.
"*Tonight is just the begining, Little Moon. I thought a nice dark dress for tonight would be nice. Go have your fun. I'll see you at 7:00 tonight for the ball. Don't be late sweetheart."
Luna grinned and set her cousin's note down. She both loved and hated her dear cousin, in only the way siblings who've lost everything could. She pulled the shimmering black and gold dress from the box and draped it over her thin form. She had to admit, her cousin knew her taste well. The dress was fitted with a beautiful flare near the hips. The delicate gold was a gradient starting from the bottom and made its way up to her bust. She grinned at herself in the mirror and knew indeed that she was ready for their begining.

@Meow

(Thank you ! And sorry for the wait on my part too. I got a headache and was waiting for my Advil to kick in.)

“Estelle, what did I call the Count’s niece again?”
Yves was busy preparing for the ball for the past several days, and now it was preparing to put up a front again.
“I believe it was ‘little fairy’, Your Highness,” Estelle replied.
Yves nodded, “Now could you bring the list of dresses the guests ordered? Have the others bring in my dresses too.”
Dress code was mainly enforced for national events, but Yves always had to stand out and set a standard. Especially where she stood now, Yves couldn’t afford a single bad rumour to begin.
Estelle handed a pile of parchment sheets to Yves, and motioned to the doorway, “We’ve brought your gowns. The lavender requires the golden headpieces.”
Yves quickly scoured over all the dresses ordered by the aristocratic ladies, most of whom were ordering sleeker and darker dresses. The trends were changing again.
“I’ll wear the emerald gown. All the ladies will be wearing the more popular trends, so we’ll go with that as well. Bring in the silver shawl as well, and notify my escort to arrange matching apparel. Let’s begin preparations now.”

@Fenrir

(it's all good!)
Luna sighed as she slipped into her heels. "You are Lord Calvier of Xandia and I am your cousin Lady Alicia." Luna repeated for what seemed to be the millionth time that evening.
"good, now let's help you up, dear." Luna gripped her cousin's arm as she steadied herself with his help. "Ever the gentleman, aren't you Jesper?" She cooed with a laugh.
"Always." Jesper winked and handed Luna her dagger once she was steady on her feet and had adjusted her dress, making sure the train wasn't caught in anything. She glared at the dagger "that's not needed tonight, Jes."
Her cousin sighed and pressed the hilt into her hand "it's just for precautions." He reassured.
Luna glared at it once more but hid it in a sheth strapped to her leg. "Overprotective neucance." She muttered.
Jes rolled his eyes and tackled Luna in a hug. "When it comes to my cousin, yes. Now let's go before were late." He offered her his arm and guided her out to the carriage waiting outside

@Meow

“Understood, Your Highness. We will dress you now.”
Yves let Estelle and the rest of the maids take over from there. They tightened her corset, before slipping the main dress piece on top.
Her emerald dress was a completely custom design, with pieces of drapery that would be wrapped around her waist. It was still form fitting, but still gave the illusion of being loosely draped and elegant. Her sleeves were a separate piece, connecting with sheer silk at the back and ribbon to hold them up.
Estelle brought the last piece, the silver shawl, which was also a custom piece. After Yves wore this, its demand would increase and would be trending for a good part of the year. The blacksmiths had been suffering from lack of work this year, so Yves had this shawl commissioned in a style similar to chain mail links imbedded with shards of glass. Estelle described it like a shawl made of pouring rain.
The shawl was secured on her dress, along with the last of her jewelry and her matching headdresses. Her hair was parted and partially held back with a hair pin.
“If I may be so bold, you are as beautiful as ever, Your Highness.” Estelle commented.
“Thank you, Estelle,” she gave a light laugh. “Is Sir Gallahan ready? My entrance is approaching and you know very well, I can’t leave without him.”
“I will send for him.”

@Fenrir

"tell me dear cousin, how in the burning depths of hell did you of all brings manage to get your hands on an invitation to the princess's corrination ball?" Luna cooed, picking at her nails with the dagger Jes had given her. She had to admit, she was actually quite proud of her younger cousin, for being able to attain an exclusive invitation.
Jes gave his older cousin a feral grin "you'd be surprised how easily it is to persuade a guard to find an extra invitation for a young, handsome, very single noble." He winked and shrugged.
"Sly fox." Luna laughed softly and waved her dagger at him. "So while I do know my task for the night, what will be yours?" She asked, crossing her legs and resting her hands in her lap.
Jes smirked and arched an eyebrow "I'd that worry o hear in your voice, cousin?"
Her brow furrowed as she glared at her fox like cousin. It was true, his hair a stark red contrast to her brown curls. His eyes a deep forest green. "No, just curious." And of course worried, but she wouldn't admit that to him.
He chuckled lightly and gently squeezed her hands in reassurance "I'll be scouting for any danger. and before you argue, I know you can take care of yourself but I need my sanity intact. Besides, what better chance to make a few friends, maybe eventMee a potential somone."
Luna sighed softly and squeezed his hand back "you poor hopeless romantic."