forum The Marked Twins (Kindgom/Fantasy RP)

Started April 29, 2018 by Deleted user

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Chakuro stood up, and brushed his suit off, smiling at the crowd and making sure the girl who fainted was okay.

//I kinda wanna make an rp based on this (https://pin.it/lgqfhvhf72xwyi) prompt, opinions?

//bye

August slipped the mask off and rubbed at his eyes. He really didn’t like the feeling of it. So, instead, he weaved an identical illusion of one over his face. He was able to see through it, vision no longer restricted. Better.

//Noa: ^turns into a fucking dragon^ ROAR ROAR MOTHERFUCKERS

( Oml, this made me laugh so hard. xD )

Charlie opened August's door, waving to him as she stepped inside. She signed a quick message easily, 'How are you?'

August noticed movement out of the corner of his eye and he looked over at Charlie, a faint smile forcing its way onto his lips. ‘I’m alright. How are you? You look amazing. Barely recognized you’ he signed in quick, smooth motions.

'You look even better.' Charlie signed as she smiled back at August. She glanced back at the door, where footsteps thundered down the halls. 'I'm nervous for the ball. . .'

August’s smile faltered, so he weaved the illusion of one quickly. “I am too, but it should be okay. We just need to be careful’ he signed.

Charlie nodded, her smile dropping. 'We need to stay close to each other. I don't trust those noble people.' She signed back quickly.

//your character walks into the ball, says they were late or something, explanation of twin not being there
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Who’s playing your twin

‘Is the king an acception, or are you that fond of him?’ August signed, his movements a bit more sharp to reflect his tone that he would have been using.

damn august

Charlie frowned slightly as she saw August's movements sharpen. 'He's not an exception, August. Just a friend.' She signed back slowly, confused by how August's mood had suddenly changed. He had always been kind and calm, never like this.

‘You said not to trust the nobles, he’s not in that category?’ August signed, the illusion of a smile dropping from his face, a soft frown in its place.

'I don't know what he's like yet. I'm not fond of him, and he is not fond of me.' Charlie signed back, her green eyes narrowed and sharper.

August exhaled sharply, getting a slight feeling that Charlie wasn’t being truthful with him. ‘Whatever you say’ he signed back, turning a bit to look at himself in the mirror again. Who was he? He didn’t recognize the man in the mirror.

The crowd immediately erupted in chatter and awed whispers, staring at Chakuro, and thinking that he was the most unique king they'd ever seen.
Chakuro decided he would live in the glory, until his plan with the twins went through, and exposed him as a rebel. He would be executed if they found out. He decided to request being shot in the heart with an arrow, because that was how his brother had died.

August exhaled sharply, getting a slight feeling that Charlie wasn’t being truthful with him. ‘Whatever you say’ he signed back, turning a bit to look at himself in the mirror again. Who was he? He didn’t recognize the man in the mirror.

'I'm sorry. I shouldn't have gotten mad. . .' Charlie signed, pausing to look up at him. She didn't want boys or games to get between them. She wanted her brother. 'Should we go now?'

(kk, hope this is ok…)
Olive hicked up her dress skirt hurrying around the halls, trying to get to the ball before someone might notice her absence.

August watched her movements in the reflection and let his shoulders relax, adding a bit more detail to the illusion of the mask. ‘It is okay, I’m sorry too’ he signed back. He turned to face Charlie again, giving a faint smile and a nod.

Chakuro was pushed into the center of the crowd, talking and laughing with the nobles as he ate too many small chocolates.