forum Ill start my own Rp, and it will be the greatest rp in the world!

Started February 27, 2018 by @Paperok

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Kira faltered, deciding whether or not to say goodbye, but before she knew it, she was back in her bed in her tower and everyone was gone as if they'd never been here at all.

Kira woke up to Molly's scream, followed by the complete silence in which Kira took the time to roll over and see that the sun was at it's highest point: noon. She'd overslept. She'd way overslept, but Kira thought that she had a pretty good excuse, not sleeping well for the past few weeks, being knocked out and kidnapped, and almost dying more than once. She sat up and immediately regretted it. Her back was incredibly sore, filling the silence with cracks and pops only belonging to each and every vertebra down her spine as each exercised itself after a long time riding sidesaddle and being tied up. Kira let out a groan, and Molly rushed to her side.
"M- my princess? You- you- you're back! Where were you?"
"To hell and back." Kira didn't care who was listening anymore. She had learned not to care over her journey. Thanks, Shey, she thought.

Amber rode back to her cottage, knowing that it could well be the last time she saw her mother. She ran inside and hugged her mother.
"I love you, mom." She smiled. Her mother smiled. They hugged for a little while then with tears sparkling in both of their eyes, her mother asked, "Where were you?"
"On a mission to help the kingdom." Amber said simply. Then she took in a deep breath through her nose.
"What is that wonderful smell?" She asked, excited.
"Your favorite, meat pies! I've been making it every night while you've been gone so if you came back you would get to eat a warm meat pie right when you got here."
Amber grinned at this. "You really are the best mother anyone could have."

"Sh-shall I go get someone else? Your Highness?" Molly stuttered her way to the door acting like she didn't quite believe her eyes.
"Quit your stuttering. You sound like a fool." The comment came out harsher than Kira meant for it to. "I'm going to wash, then I will get dressed, then we will go downstairs together. And you will help. I, er, I don't think I can stand up by myself anymore."
Molly rushed to Kira's side, her eyes wide. "Yes, your Highness." Feeling Kira's arm seemed to calm her down a little bit like she now had physical proof she wasn't dreaming. Kira wondered where the others were now. Probably going on some other awesome quest, or maybe they just decided to settle down, go their separate ways. Home. When Kira looked up, it didn't look like home. Not the way it had looked to her all the years she'd spent reading or beating herself at cards in this room in this tower in this kingdom she no longer called home. Too much had changed. Too much was gone now.

Amber was also looking around her home. The same small homey feel was there but it felt even warmer and the fact that she knew where she was made it feel ever so nicer.

Micheal wondered what had become of Shey. He had returned to his home. He considered checking up on the princess, he found himself in a deep sleep before he could make a decision.

Amber rested soundly that night but when she awoke the next morning she had an impending sense of doom. She had a strange feeling that today they would be killed.

Kira studied the marble tile beneath her feet. She couldn't just stay here in front of her father's study forever. If Kira went in, what would she say? Hello. I'm back. Please don't kill my friends. She took in a deep breath and knocked.

Amber gave her mom a hug and went out on her horse to get some fresh air.

When Kira was little, very, very little, she tried to climb out of her crib in the middle of the night. Everyone was asleep except her. She fell out and landed on her head. Hard. She was in the hospital for eight months and still needed monthly appointments for a few years after that. Kira once fell down the stairs at a ball and didn't recover until two months later. She attended her grandfather's funeral when she was eight years old, but Kira had never seen her father cry. Until today. She had to admit, it wasn't a feature that suited him well. After all her living sixteen years, her stoic father in tears wasn't a sight that would be easy for her to get used to. Kira couldn't remember the last time he'd had his arms around her, truly acted like a father, and soon enough, she was in tears too. They stood there for a few minutes in a hug. It felt good to be embraced, instead of having to force away physical contact everytime she was in public. Kira smiled against her father's shoulder. She was alive and most importantly, she was home again.

Amber rode out towards the woods at a trot. Her eyes glazed the city as she rode past it. It looked a lot better than when they had left that's for sure, but Amber could clearly see that there had been devastation and destruction. As the quickly thrown together houses left her view, she came in sight of the forest. The place where it all began. She took a deep breath and went to the edge of it. After turning her horse around in place she dismounted and looked out at the view from the hill. In the distance, she could just barely see the castle standing in it's tall, shimmery glory. Amber thought of Kira and their adventures. Had it helped at all? Would they live to see the results? Part of her wanted to stay put, or better yet, dash off into those woods and never come back, but some fighting piece of her wanted to go back and watch things unfold. And for whatever reason, Amber went back.

"I don't know, uh, I'd never seen them before." Kira tried not to slouch at the dinner table in front of her parents. Straightening herself up for the hundredth time, she added, "They didn't even tell me their names." Of course, that wasn't true. Like the rest of what she had told her parents about her "kidnapping". Hopefully, they would take it lightly, maybe not let her throw any parties or be seen in public for a few weeks just to be safe, but that was a long shot away from what she was sure would actually happen. Citywide search. Court ruling. They wouldn't stop until Michael, Ariene, Amber, and Shey were in jail- maybe even dead.

(When I imagine this it's like flipping quickly and dramatically between Kira and Amber's perspective and there are suspenseful music and stuff. Maybe like a slide transition where Kira is on one side and then they slide sideways into the wall and pop out to Amber on the opposite side of a totally different wall. Idk why I'm saying all this I just noticed how dramatically this RP stokes my imaginations.)

Amber coaxed Duchess and went inside the modest house. She sat down in her room slid a book off the shelf and opened it to a picture. In the picture, two snobby looking girls had their arms crossed and turned away from the other, poorer looking girl. Cinderella. In a way, it was just a children's book but in so many ways it reminded her of who she was. She was like Cinderella, under unfair rule and quite ragged and poor. Like Cinderella, Amber had put in unbelievable amounts of work but felt like she was going no where.

One day. They got it out of her, and the palace guards had been gone one day. One day to look for Shey, Amber, and Ariene. Michael was was in the dungeons across the courtyard. Kira decided she would go see him later today. She couldn't go tomorrow because by then he would be dead and his head would be in a basket, soon to be thrown into the woods that they ventured into what seemed like years ago. She burst into tears, putting her face in her hands. They were all going to die and it was her fault. She wasn't even going to tell the truth, but they interrogated her in the middle of the night, and her jaw was still sore from being clenched, and she was weak. She was weak.