forum Revolutionary War Roleplay! [CLOSED]

Started December 04, 2018 by @KalamariCakes

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"'More than anything, Molly," John replied joyfully.

The soldier's lip twitched with frustration. "Clarify, damnit, War doesn't speak euphemism!"

“And I don’t speak good English!” he fired back, face contorted as if in concentration.

"Yet you seem to speak just fine to the General?" The soldier retorted, spittle flying at Louis' face.

“I’m tied to a pole after my comrade just lost his eye!” More sarcastic comments followed in broken French about how it wasn’t helping his concentration.

"He'll lose another if you continue to waste our time." The soldier threatened darkly.

“I just betrayed my country. I hardly call that a ‘waste of your time’.” Louis answered coolly, eyes shifting anxiously to Cruz.

"You're running out of time." The soldier spoke slowly.

"'More than anything, Molly," John replied joyfully.

Molly beamed and skipped off to the side. Everyone turned to look at the back of the church.

We're dissecting in class, ill be gone for a bit)

John lifted his gaze as well, heart lurching to his throat in anticipation.

(Okay. Have fun… ;D)

Tentatively, Jane emerged and walked elegantly down the aisle. Her dress trailed behind her and her eyes were alight with love.

(Her dress: https://www.vam.ac.uk/blog/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/chatto.jpg)

Coincedentally, we're dissecting cow eyes
looks at Cruz)

"Oh my.." John breathed a quiet gasp, not even realizing he'd been so awestruck. All he coukd think, was Wow.

Jane blushed, seeing John's expression. She could feel everyone's eyes on her.

"You're running out of time." The soldier spoke slowly.

“What more do you want from me?!”

Jane blushed, seeing John's expression. She could feel everyone's eyes on her.

John felt like he'd been frozen under his skin in the best way, like an icy comet marveling the sun. She was beautiful—and she was his. He had to resist reaching out to reel her into his arms, keep the formaity intact. What a stunning creature.

"You're running out of time." The soldier spoke slowly.

“What more do you want from me?!”

"Tell me where your arsenals are." Arsenals, where they kept supplies like hay, gunpowder, bullets, guns. "Now."

She reached the altar and smiled innocently at him. "You look stunned," she murmured.

She reached the altar and smiled innocently at him. "You look stunned," she murmured.

"I.. I feel like I've been blinded by you," John whispered. He smiled, "I hope you'll wear that dress again,"

She blushed as the pastor began.
(Timeskip to the vows/rings/"I dos"?)

Yes please)

John fumbled with his hands for a piece of paper from his breastpocket when the priest called to let them speak before pledging themselves. "Jane," he inhaled. She could see the slight tremble to his hands, how tightly he clutched the scrap of paper. "Jane, how do I describe you?" He began. He had a tendency to grow in volume when he was nervous—the habit carried over from his mikitary service. "You are the morning sun, the wind that steers my sails. The waves that keep my boat afloat," he smiled sheepishly, excitedly, "A muse needs simply to be, in order to inspire mortal man beyond his self. And you, are undoubtedy my, muse."

"You're running out of time." The soldier spoke slowly.

“What more do you want from me?!”

"Tell me where your arsenals are." Arsenals, where they kept supplies like hay, gunpowder, bullets, guns. "Now."

Louis clamped his jaw shut. He knew he was backed into a corner— there was no way out.

"Now," he repeated, "Or your friend is totslly blind for the rest of his life."

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John fumbled with his hands for a piece of paper from his breastpocket when the priest called to let them speak before pledging themselves. "Jane," he inhaled. She could see the slight tremble to his hands, how tightly he clutched the scrap of paper. "Jane, how do I describe you?" He began. He had a tendency to grow in volume when he was nervous—the habit carried over from his mikitary service. "You are the morning sun, the wind that steers my sails. The waves that keep my boat afloat," he smiled sheepishly, excitedly, "A muse needs simply to be, in order to inspire mortal man beyond his self. And you, are undoubtedy my, muse."

Jane looked at him in awe. Never so much had she loved a man in her life.

He gently folded up the piece of paper, and exhaled slowly with relief. It took a minute for him to bring his eyes up to hers, shaded by the veil.

"Now," he repeated, "Or your friend is totslly blind for the rest of his life."

(n o t t h i s a g a i n o h m y g o d)

Louis bowed his head. I’m sorry, Cruz.

Jane cleared her throat quietly and began.
"My beloved John. During the weeks you were away, I felt empty. My heart ached only for your safe return. Now, we're standing here and my heart is undeniably full. In fact, I'm afraid it may overflow. Words cannot put into the picture my love for you, John. With my vow, I promise to forever be yours, and I will stay true for as long as I may live. I promise to you that I will raise our family, to be honest, and good. I promise my life and my devotion to you, and with my lips, I seal this promise. May this day mark the beginning of something new in both of our lives. A new time of happiness and joy and love."
She slowly exhaled and looked at him.

"Now," he repeated, "Or your friend is totslly blind for the rest of his life."

(n o t t h i s a g a i n o h m y g o d)

Louis bowed his head. I’m sorry, Cruz.

"No?" The soldier tilted his head, "Nothing?"

Jane cleared her throat quietly and began.
"My beloved John. During the weeks you were away, I felt empty. My heart ached only for your safe return. Now, we're standing here and my heart is undeniably full. In fact, I'm afraid it may overflow. Words cannot put into the picture my love for you, John. With my vow, I promise to forever be yours, and I will stay true for as long as I may live. I promise to you that I will raise our family, to be honest, and good. I promise my life and my devotion to you, and with my lips, I seal this promise. May this day mark the beginning of something new in both of our lives. A new time of happiness and joy and love."
She slowly exhaled and looked at him.

John's eyes were moist with joyful tears. Finally, the priest called for I do's:
"John André, do you take this man to be your lawfully wedded wife?"

"Yessir." He croaked.

"And Jane [lastname], do you take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?"

(Jane is a woman… lol)

Jane looked deep into John's eyes. "I do," she murmured.

"Now," he repeated, "Or your friend is totslly blind for the rest of his life."

(n o t t h i s a g a i n o h m y g o d)

Louis bowed his head. I’m sorry, Cruz.

"No?" The soldier tilted his head, "Nothing?"

I’m sorry. He didn’t reply.