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〔 ✖ I thought there were no ★ R U L E S )



-I make the rules here. Follow any that I have, and there won't be a problem. It's not too hard, right?
-Of course, follow the Gaia TOS.
-Violence is accepted. However, DO NOT Godmod. Nobody enjoys watching one character have god-like capabilities.
-As is the theme, romance is highly encouraged. But NO cybering. I won't have that on me. If you must do so, enter a time-skip into the RP.
-PM suitor profiles to me as "Will She Love Me?" and princess profiles to me as "Can I Love Him?"
-If you want the King, PM the profile to me saying, "Hope this works!"
-This RP is Semi-Lit to Lit. Please try to keep your posts to 1 or 2 paragraphs at the least, but I can understand that we all get writer's block every once in a while.
-If you decide to join, don't just not show up. If I don't hear anything from you for more than a week when it's your time to post, I'll send a warning and then delete your character the next couple of days after.
-Be respectful, and don't ignore any other posters. That's not cool.
-And, of course, have fun!

EDIT: I noticed that a lot of people assumed that the suitors were only allowed one of each of the same species as the princesses. This is incorrect, lovelies! Suitors can be anything mythological or not! So be creative with what you want if you send in a suitor profile!

〔 ✖ So Are There People ★ COMMING 〕



The King: 40+
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The Princesses:

Eldest: Shapeshifter[20]
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Next-To-Oldest: Vampire[19]
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Middle: Angel [17]
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Next-To-Youngest: Werewolf [16]
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Youngest: Elf [14]
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〔 ✖ So many ★ PEOPLE 〕










Hello? Anyone there? My name is Valkerie [Surname]. My title? I'm the Shapeshifter princess! I might not look like it, but I'm actually 20 years old. This means I'm the oldest sister! You want to know more about me, huh? Well, those around me say I'm a pretty stubborn person. I tend to be extremely curious about things around me and I'm always going out on my own to discover new things. Although I love my sisters to death, I usually would rather be on my own with a good book or exploring. I sometimes tend to be the motherly-figure of the group. However, when it comes to people outside of my family, I stick to formalities and try to avoid anything emotional with them. Although, sometimes I'm known to let my opinion be known. I also tend to think a little pessimistically about the fact that I'm a female, because I feel it's my fault why my father didn't have a male heir, but what do you think? What? What's my curse? Well, ever since I was born... I've had a problem with my shifting during the night. While in the mornings I have complete control over my transformations, I become stuck as a random creature during the night. It wouldn't be quite as bad if not for the fact that sometimes I don't remember what happens during these periods, and I've been told that I follow the demeanor of the animal I am. This means I'm sometimes a danger to my own family. I can't be quite sure, but I also think that I have to find someone who appeals to both my bestial nature as well as my human one before I can be normal. So you want to know about my past now, you say? Wow, you're just really curious, aren't you? Well, this is how it goes: I was the first born of my sisters, and to my father's first wife. As I watched my sisters be born after me and I grew older, I began to notice the sick look on my fathers face along with the panicked one. When I asked about it, I was told never to speak of the matter again. However, being an extremely curious child, I began to sneak around and eavesdrop on my father's conversations. Soon enough I discovered that not only was he saddened not to have a male heir, but that he'd seemed to have caught something. Being the first born, I felt it was my responsibility and problem as to why that was.

On top of my worrying about my father, I also have my curse to deal with. While I probably most closely relate to my lupine sister, I sometimes feel there's no hope to controlling this situation. As I lose periods of my memory every night from the transformations, I learn that every now and then I come close to fatally harming people around me. In this fear, I sometimes request my siblings to lock me into a chamber for the night just in case. If not, I can always travel deep into the woods, far away from civilization. I suppose if there ever was a good thing from this ghastly curse is that it keeps me feeling absolutely in touch with the environment around me. It also keeps my human and beast self in a love-hate relationship. I just can't get enough of books, animals, hunting, food, and sweets, but I absolutely loathe strong scents, arrogant people, being unable to move around, wearing fancy dresses too much, being mistaken for a true wild animal and being hunted, and being hungry. But, hey, I bet I know something that you don't know. I have this voice I like to talk to, and her name is x_Haunted-Fate_x.


Hello? Anyone there? My name is [Lillith]. My title? I'm the Vampire princess! I might not look like it, but I'm actually [19] years old. This means I'm the [next to oldest] sister! You want to know more about me, huh? Well, those around me say I'm smart, playful, easily angered, outgoing, blunt, and demanding., but what do you think? What? What's my curse? Well, ever since I was born... I‘ve been thirsty. For years it took us a while to figure out why I hated going outside during the day, why I hated the sunlight, and why I was constantly asking for water. Then when I was 5, a servant cut there finger and I attacked him like an animal. My thirst was for blood, and it‘s the only desire I seem to have. can't be quite sure, but I also think that I have to actually trust someone with my life before I can be normal. So you want to know about my past now, you say? Wow, you're just really curious, aren't you? Well, this is how it goes: After I attacked our servant, it was pretty easy to keep me from doing it again, I fed from willing servant girls multiple times a night. My father refused to let me feed on men, afraid they would have dangerous reactions to it. Unable to be awake and wander outside at the same time my family did, I had over half the times I was awake to do whatever I pleased with. I spent it with a private tutor, leaning how to sing, reading, learning to swim, and wander the night with the hunting hounds. Don‘t get me wrong, my sisters sometimes stay up with me, many nights with my sister Laelia, or watching after Valkerie and her unknown transformation. However I still spent many hours alone, which caused me to depend on myself, my trust for those outside my family became non-existent. I couldn’t trust many to understand my thirst, or be able to change their sleep hours to wake up when I do and sleep when I do. I just can't get enough of swimming, music, reading, but I absolutely loathe sunlight, spiders, the color yellow But, hey, I bet I know something that you don't know. I have this voice I like to talk to, and her name is Mad Hatters Revenge.

Hello? Anyone there? My name is Angeline. My title? I'm the Angel… Befitting name huh? princess! I might not look like it, but I'm actually 17 years old. This means I'm the Middle sister! You want to know more about me, huh? Well, those around me say I'm the perfect little angel, sweet, courteous, and well mannered. Typical huh? Well that’s me, lil ol’ miss perfect. The problem is that it’s not really as true as everyone thinks. Inside I get aggravated easily and would love to lash out at those who get on my nerves. The problem is I can’t! I want to be normal and do the things I want to do. Instead when someone asks me something I say the opposite of what I really think. Someone asks me ‘what do you think of my dress?’ what I really want to say is ‘It looks like $*%& you fat cow!’ but instead I say some kind words with a smile and leave it at that, but what do you think? What? What's my curse? Well, ever since I was born... I have been given these angel wings as a ‘gift’ from god. It’s more like a curse if you ask me. This ‘curse’ controls all my emotions and actions to be that of an angel from God. It might be better if my thoughts were controlled as well, but for some reason that didn’t come with the territory of being an Angel. How can I get rid of my wings? I can't be quite sure, but I think that I have to fall in love with someone, going against Gods rules for angels, before I can be normal. So you want to know about my past now, you say? Wow, you're just really curious, aren't you? Well, this is how it goes: Of course you already know that I’m the Middle Child. You might have also heard the rumors about our father being upset about all of his children being only girls. Well it’s true, but he doesn’t treat us badly. He has even said he is proud of me since I am a good girl and do whatever I’m told. I love me sisters very much, and depend on them a lot. I feel as though they are the closest friends I have, but I’m afraid of them as well. Some of the curses are dangerous and scary but most of all it tortures my sisters the most not being able to control it. I want so much to help them and help them lift their curses that they are under. I just can't get enough of Sweets, lounging around in the sun, fluffy things, and drawing, but I absolutely loathe annoying people, overconfident people, and being called a nice girl. But, hey, I bet I know something that you don't know. I have this voice I like to talk to, and her name is Anie Aristocrat .


Hello? Anyone there? My name is Laelia (insert royal surname here). My title? I'm the werewolf princess! I might not look like it, but I'm actually sixteen years old. This means I'm the second youngest sister! You want to know more about me, huh? Well, those around me say I'm fierce, outgoing and independent, but they say that's just how my mother was. I can have my quiet moments though, but what do you think? What? What's my curse? Well, ever since I was born... I have had my curse of my race, transforming painfully at the full moon. But there is something else. Sometimes, when I am human, my were side shows a bit. Not fully, but my claws, tails and ears grow. My sisters think it is pretty cute, but it is quite annoying, especially when you try and keep your lupine instincts under control. I can't be quite sure, but I also think that I have to control myself and my wolf form before I can be normal, either that or find some magic potion or soemthing to keep it at bay. So you want to know about my past now, you say? Wow, you're just really curious, aren't you? Well, this is how it goes: my mother was the King's fourth wife. She was a fierce young woman, renowned for her lack of rules and feminine constraints. I got that from her, although I have learned to know when it is best to wear a dress.

People don't really like my kind, werewolves, that is, and so my mother, although she had the whole of the forest to hide in when she transformed, was killed one day by some angry locals, embittered due to the massacre on their livestock. Little did they know that the wolf they slew was actually the Kingdom's Queen. I don't know what happened to my mother's killers, but knowing my father, they are probably dead, or rotting in the dungeon somewhere.

Of course, along with my monthly curse, I also have my partial transformations to deal with. Sure, having my ears, tail and claws may look nice to some, and some may shy away, but the anger, the lust to kill that gets lumped in with it is hard to control. So I turned myself to combat. Father let me, just in some hope that it would sedate me around the castle, and I must say, I have gotten rather good. It is only around a straw dummy I can feel relaxed, get out my fury. If course dad gets his mages to concoct all sorts of disgusting brews to help, but nothing will do. I just can't get enough of Combat, meat and challenges, but I absolutely loathe inactivity, weakness and cats. But, hey, I bet I know something that you don't know. I have this voice I like to talk to, and her name is beckithewatermage.


Hello? Anyone there? My name is Lillian Marie. My title? I'm the Elf princess! I might not look like it, but I'm actually 14 years old. This means I'm the Youngest sister! You want to know more about me, huh? Well, those around me say I'm Quiet. No one really even notices me most of the time. However, my sisters say that I should be irritated, because I go off. , but what do you think? What? What's my curse? Well, ever since I was born... My temper would flare unexpectedly. I would be fine one moment, and then something would set me off and that would be the end of it. When I get like that, my eyes turn orange and I can only see red. I am a danger to everyone when I get like that, because my only aim then is to destroy everything that made me upset. I can't be quite sure, but I also think that I have to Be around someone that makes me mad, but I can control it. before I can be normal. So you want to know about my past now, you say? Wow, you're just really curious, aren't you? Well, this is how it goes: Growing up the youngest, of course no one really paid any attention to me. It was always about my older sisters. Eventually, I learned to just be quiet and stay away from everyone. I found that the woods behind my home was an amazing place to just hang out, and that's where I went most of the time, though no one knew. I discovered my curse when my father scolded me for going out without telling him. All I saw was white, and felt the burning anger inside me, and I went off. So repulsed at what I'd done, I escaped to the woods and stayed there for five days. While in the woods, I made myself my first bow and arrow, which I shot fervently. I got to the point where I could hit a deer's eye from twenty feet away. But still, I just continued to stay away from my sisters and father. After all, they did not question where I was, so why should I tell them? A while passed, and now it is where I do not even bother trying to talk. All I do is get interrupted, and then I go to my woods. I just can't get enough of I love going to my forest, playing piano, and being left alone, but I absolutely loathe Being ignored, rude or mean people, and my curse But, hey, I bet I know something that you don't know. I have this voice I like to talk to, and Her name is Jess369.

The Suitors:

Hello? Anyone there? My name is Nebibi Oba, but please call me just Nebi or Neb. My title? I'm the Shape-shifter prince! I might not look like it, but I'm actually 19 years old. You want to know more about me, huh? Well, those around me say I'm quiet, charming, well-mannered, but what do you think? What? So you want to know about my past now, you say? Wow, you're just really curious, aren't you? Well, this is how it goes: I am the fourth son of the Oba Dynasty of the Kingdom Egyptia, far south from the kingdom I am sent as a suitor for. I have so many siblings competing for the throne, which my father will select his heir in the upcoming years. I hate bickering and quarrels, so I much rather send myself to a far off kingdom where princesses await a prince to wed in their own kingdom. A new nation is far more intriguing for me. Since I was little, I have been interested in knowledge and government, but lacked a kingdom. Surely, I can claim myself a kingdom in the north that I can make grander than the kingdom my older brothers will inherit. I just can't get enough of art, night, or conversation, but I absolutely loathe stupidity, people who believe they are perfect, or a terrible conversationalist But, hey, I bet I know something that you don't know. I have this voice I like to talk to, and her name is The Twinge


Hello? Anyone there? My name is Damien Von Radcliffe. My title? I'm the Vampire prince! I might not look like it, but I'm actually 23 years old. You want to know more about me, huh? Well, those around me say I'm kind, passionate, intelligent, and silly, but what do you think? What? So you want to know about my past now, you say? Wow, you're just really curious, aren't you? Well, this is how it goes: I grew up the third of six children. In my family there were five sons and one daughter, my sister being in the fifth spot among the order from oldest to youngest. My family feels that I am a rather odd one, especially for a vampire of the royal family. The reason for such oddity you ask? It's simple! I won't attack people to steal their blood. Animals are fine, but people that can walk and talk? Well, it's immoral! I would never think of harming another person! So, because I refuse to drink a person's blood, my family wanted to get rid of me and sent me off in the hopes that I will be married. I already know that amongst the five princesses, the vampire will not want a single thing to do with me. So I suppose I will have to set my sights on another fine princess if I hope to find a home with people who accept me for who I am. I just can't get enough of Candy, people, and books, but I absolutely loathe violence, anger, and hatred But, hey, I bet I know something that you don't know. I have this voice I like to talk to, and his name is MercenaryGrax.


Hello? Anyone there? My name is Raiden Draco. My title? I'm the Dragonkin prince! I might not look like it, but I'm actually 24 years old. You want to know more about me, huh? Well, those around me say I'm intelligent, free-spirited, alluring, and romantic, but what do you think? What? So you want to know about my past now, you say? Wow, you're just really curious, aren't you? Well, this is how it goes: Dragonkin. That's what I am. It's a part of me. My race. I look different from my people. I took a more human like form like my mother. My race is dragon people. They stand like humans except that most look like dragons still. I'm a rare case. It doesn't mean I'm any different, no, my race accepts me, so I'm no outcast.

I was raised in a distant, old world land. One where chivalry still exists, and respect, honor, and trust rule the land. Don't be offended if I demand one hundred percent respect, honor, and trust. My people learned to trust each other because of constant war with neighboring kingdoms.

My father and mother approached me and ask that I visit a neighboring kingdom. I asked why and the told me that I should find a suitable bride. I followed my parents wishes and traveled to the kingdom. I'm sure there is a princess that is right for me and I hope my parents bless her. I just can't get enough of knowledge, stars, books, music, art, but I absolutely loathe wars, rude people, bullying, really sweet food But, hey, I bet I know something that you don't know. I have this voice I like to talk to, and her name is LovelessBeloved.


Hello? Anyone there? My name is Noir. My title? I'm the White lion prince! I might not look like it, but I'm actually Twenty years old. You want to know more about me, huh? Well, those around me say I'm Spacy... actually they call me clumsy as well. Maybe it's because I'm never focused on the typical mundane things. I enjoy the outdoors, but sometimes it's nice just to lounge around the castle as well and sleep for awhile. Cooking is also a nice pass-time. I'm pretty easy going until I'm riled up. It's not an easy thing to do but when I'm angry I turn into a special kind of beast, but what do you think? What? So you want to know about my past now, you say? Wow, you're just really curious, aren't you? Well, this is how it goes: I was born to my father in the white lion clan, but unlike the rest of them my human form has black hair. I guess you could call me the black 'sheep' of the family, although I find myself far from one. Despite my outward appearance I still turn into a White Lion every now and then. My father was really concerned about me, not sharing the fierce attitudes of combat as my brothers. Instead I'd spend the day sleeping or eating. I've picked up a sword before and fought with a special finesse but I much prefer to pick up the kitchen utensils. I get to do this very little however as it is 'unbefitting of a prince to cook for others'. I just can't get enough of Sleeping, Cooking and Sunlight, but I absolutely loathe Being told what's 'Princely', Bring restrained and Being hungry But, hey, I bet I know something that you don't know. I have this voice I like to talk to, and his name is xDaishox.


Hello? Anyone there? My name is [James Namara]. My title? I'm the [Werewolf] prince! I might not look like it, but I'm actually [19] years old. You want to know more about me, huh? Well, those around me say I'm [Stubborn, Easily Angered, Protective, Possessive, Strong Willed, Cunning, Sneaky], but what do you think? What? So you want to know about my past now, you say? Wow, you're just really curious, aren't you? Well, this is how it goes: [It‘s all simple really, I was born into my kingdom as a prince, and when I‘m old enough and my father passes, I will be the king, and alpha of my pack. However, an alpha must have a suitable lupa, one that I haven‘t seemed to find among the werewolves around us. There have been whispers of a princess in a nearby kingdom, one who has many sisters, none of them are married. The whispers say that one of them is a werewolf who has, like some of her elder sisters, frightened many suitors away. None of them had been werewolves though, so out of my own curiosity, and hope that even if the one rumored to be like me isn‘t who I want, that one of them will be the perfect queen for my kingdom, I was sent to meet these princesses and see what can become of our meeting.] I just can't get enough of [Meat, Combat, Running Through the Trees when the moon is Full.], but I absolutely loathe [Cats(only because they hate me), Weak Females, Other males trying to take what I want. ] But, hey, I bet I know something that you don't know. I have this voice I like to talk to, and [her] name is [Mad Hatters Revenge].

〔 ✖ Did I forget ★ ANYTHING〕

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Ƚɨɭɭɨɑȵ Ӎɑɍɨҿ ☆ The Youngest ☆
“As a girl, I believed I could make myself invisible. I'm not sure that I ever could, but I certainly had the ability to pass unnoticed.”

Alone in her tree, Lillian Marie stretched and yawned. She had long been forgotten, she was sure of, and the fact made her smile. It would be a pleasantly warm day, perfect for shooting practice and maybe a few rabbits to bring home to the cook. Lil yawned again and jumped from her tree, landing on her feet with only a dull thud to give her away. She reached into the hollow of the maple tree and fumbled around in it for a while. A pang of panic struck her. Where was her bow and arrows? They could not have been found, she had put them away! Lil bit her lip, frowning. Where could they have gone? She bent over, peering in another hollow near the base of the tree. Her face stretching into a relieved smile as she drew her bow and quiver out of the hole. Slinging her quiver onto her back, she held her bow loosely on two fingers.

Wandering the woods, she made no noise. Lily had learned not to talk, or hum, or even whistle when she was hunting. Though the sound of her voice made the birds stop to listen, and usually enticed deer and rabbits to pause and look at her, she felt it wrong to seduce her prey before shooting it. It seemed wrong to her, and she would hate herself for it. She had vowed a long time ago never to do that unless she was desprate. Though she alternated between walking and jogging, she avoided every stray leaf, every dry twig, making herself soundless as a ghost as she ran through the forest. As she wandered through the forest, shooting down an occasional rabbit, she did not think except for planning her next move. In only a half an hour she had at least three rabbits on her belt, and she eventually set them down and took out the dagger attatched to the sheath on her theigh. Once, she chuckled. She felt sorry for the man who tried to sneak up on her.

Little did anyone but herself know that she kept two daggers on her at all times. One on her theigh and one on her stomach. Two places no one would think a knife would be kept. She started to skin her rabbit, cleaning them in a nearby stream. The meat fresh and ready, she put it in her burlap sack and tied it shut, swinging it into a high tree and drawing her knife. In one clean sweep of it her knife dug a gash into the tree to mark it. Casting a last glance at her meat, she waded into a stream for fun, her skirt and half her blouse getting wet. So what? No one was out here to scold her anyway.

((Edited by Becki ~ Please remember one image per post, and font sizes size 10 or over please.))

{ Damien Von Radcliffe }

"It's about time we're rid of that troublemaker. A vampire that won't drink a person's blood! There's no way he can be a true royal!" Remarks like that were heard by the young prince as he was carried further and further away in the wagon. He had left his homeland some time ago, but everything they had said to him before he left still rang within his head. Putting his face into his hands, Damien Von Radcliffe, the prince of the Vampire kingdom tried desperately to drown out all the voices in his head. "I am glad to be given this chance to find a home for myself where I will be accepted, but at the same time..." Damien let out a sigh and let a few tears trickle down his cheeks. The Vampire prince refused to make a sound as he let himself cry in silence.

Some time later, the wagon finally came to a stop and Damien raised his head. The tears had already come and gone a long while ago and he was smiling again. When the driver came around and opened the door, Damien stepped out gracefully and sort of glided along the ground as he walked. It was quite the sight to see for anyone who had never witnessed the royal vampires' movements before. This prince however was unlike any of the other royal vampires in the fact that he simply did not hold any violent thoughts or tendencies of any kind. The only things he ever drank blood from were animals and even then he was gentle with them and only drank enough to sustain himself without causing them permanent harm.

Oftentimes, Damien was made fun of for his behavior by nearly everybody in his kingdom. There were few who didn't make fun of him, and those few instead chose to injure him quite severely whenever they came across his being. Damien had never understood why he was so hated just because he was different. When he learned the meaning of the word prejudice, it seemed to fit the hatred quite well, but even then it felt weird to him. Vampires hating their own kind? Then he came to a realization that he was a different kind of vampire. When the message came that their kingdom was to send one prince to try and win the heart of one of the fair princesses of a faraway kingdom, the royal family immediately knew which of their princes they would send.

That is the story of how Damien came to be at this fair kingdom, now wandering the halls of this new castle. It isn't a kind tale, but it is this vampire prince's cold past and he has come to accept it as such. Staring at the kind young maid guiding him along his way to his room, Damien couldn't help but smile. "I'm glad to be here. I hope that one of the princesses will pick me. There is no true home for me back where I am from." Upon reaching his room, the maid merely nodded at him and he bowed to her before entering his room. Damien began to slowly unpack his things and put them away, a butler assisting him as he did. "Here's hoping that I have better luck in this kingdom than I did in my own."

{ Damien Von Radcliffe }

Damien stood at the window, simply staring out at the grounds below. Yes, the sun did, indeed bother him, but Damien had grown used to it and chose to ignore the little pain he felt from it. In order to move about through the day, he had grown used to wearing heavy robes that covered his entire body with a hood to cover his head. As long as he kept his head to the ground there wouldn't be any problems. Damien brought some robes with him to this kingdom so he could move about during the day if he chose to, but now was not the time.

After a few short minutes, Damien raised one of his hands and slammed the window shut. The young prince turned his back to it and walked to the door, opening it slowly before gliding out and quietly shutting it behind him. "I am hungry. Perhaps there is someone here who I could ask help from." Damien closed his eyes for a long while before opening them and rubbing his head. At times he got so hungry that he really did consider attacking an innocent person, but he had never let himself bow to those thoughts before and he wasn't about to start now.

Looking from left to right, Damien noticed a few servants wandering about, as well as what looked to be one of the princesses. Her beauty and grace are what truly gave away her position and the Vampire prince couldn't help but to smile in her direction. Quietly he glided towards her along the ground and, upon reaching her, he bowed low before speaking to her. "Hello there dear Princess. I wanted to introduce myself and bid you a good day. I am Prince Damien Von Radcliffe, prince of the Vampires. Might you grace me with your name good Princess?" The kind prince wanted desperately to make a good first impression on these princesses. After all, if he was sent away he would have to return home to a life of pain and hardship. At least here he may truly be accepted and, even better than that, he might even find love!

(( I am having such a hard time today. lol. I need to take my meds or I'm going to keep dishing out bad posts. @.@;;; ))