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@queen_of_alvastia. @godlyfantasy12. Those characters would all get along so well. XD I feel like Jayden would get along really well with Riker and November, but oh, FRANZ BETTER NOT TOUCH HIM!!!
Asher would KILL. HIM. XD
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@godlyfantasy12. Alrighty! đ @koshka. @elishavet-pidyon. @keilah-h.
Ezra
Riker had his daughter now. Good.
Vulkasin was talking to Zlatan. Good.
But there was still a problem on the floor.
Ezra stepped over to where Mikkel was. Eva followed him. “We need to rest up, y’all.” He put his pistol back in its holster.
Bent. “Alright Mikkel, I’ll take him from here.”
Carefully, softly, Ezra lifted Franz into his arms.
Thankfully, he wasn’t too heavy. And thank God for farming and boot camp training muscles.
Franz now in his arms, Ezra glanced at Viktor. “Now, where was that bedroom you were talkin’ bout earlier?”
@freedomwriter76 Thanks! XD Oh yeah and speaking of her….
If anyone touches Jayden, I give Verity full permission to do whatever she feels like and I won’t be held responsible for my character’s actions…
Now:
đđđđ JAYDEN!!!
Sorry. I’m CHOKING UP!!
*clears throat and throws empty tissue box in the general direction of the trashcan which is filled with many such missiles*
Sorren (JAYDEN I’M SORRY!!!)
Sorren followed the sound of voices and footsteps.
He found – exactly what he expected….people.
Only one of them was that annoying palace guard’s son, Payton.
He didn’t say anything, just stood in the shadows and drew a sword and smiled down at it’s long steely length.
As Payton walked by, Sorren grabbed his collar and jerked him to a stop, stepping into the light.
Payton
Payton walked along after Leon, deep in thought.
“A pistol….wonder where I could get one of those.” He said to himself and cracked his knuckles. “Boy do I need one of those.”
(OH NO YOU DON’T BUDDY!)
Suddenly a hand grabbed him and a familiar face glared down at him. Payton twisted away, fury building up inside him until it spilled over.
“You? What are you doing here? You – you coward!! YOU TRAITOR AND LIAR AND TREACHEROUS LEACH STAINING THE MOST NOBLE KINGDOM ON THE FACE OF THE EARTH!!!”
He was actually rather proud of that last one.
“Go. Just leave. Find some other person to torture. Leave these people alone.”
Rage built up behind Sorren’s eyes but his voice remained low and in control. And it was all the more frightening for that.
“Insult me again, wretch and I will reduce you to groveling on this floor like the leach you called me.”
“Worms crawl not leeches, and I’m not a worm!”
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@queen_of_alvastia. Letting Verity do whatever she wants to anyone that hurts Jayden…I second that notion! XD
IKR!? đđđđđđ
OHHH, I don’t like this Villain already. *snarls at Sorren and hugs Jayden, protecting him*
Michael
âWorms crawl not leeches, and Iâm not a worm!â
Michael held his gun level to the newcomer. “Hold it there, buddy. Put Payton down.”
Michael narrowed his eyes, to show the guy he meant business. “Put him down or I’ll pull the trigger. And I have straight-A aim, so I’d put him down if I were you.” Michael warned, growled, even.
He wasn’t going to let some “treacherous leech” hurt ANYONE.
“He’s right. Let. Him. Go.” Leon warned, holding a dagger.
Michael nodded at him.
Leon nodded back.
He liked this guy.
Jayden
Payton yelling…the man’s warning.
âInsult me again, wretch and I will reduce you to groveling on this floor like the leach you called me.â
The rage in the newcomer’s eyes was hard to miss.
But he wasn’t raging. His voice wasn’t high. He wasn’t yelling. That meant nothing good.
And that scared Jayden to death.
Maria had often been the same way.
Asher began to step forward, slowly letting go of Jayden.
And against his better judgement…his will…Jayden didn’t stop him.
Maybe Asher could help.
Asher
Asher stepped forward, holding his pistol again.
He glanced behind him.
Jayden’s face was white again. His blue eyes filled with fear again.
Oh Lord, what can I do to help my brother?Â
The newcomer reminded Asher of a bully.
His blood boiled, and he took another step forward, aiming his pistol at the bully. “Put Payton down. You’re outnumbered.”
YIKES POOR PPL!!!!!
AlsoâŠ..
@freedomwriter76 @queen_of_alvastia
How would yâall feel because Iâm kinda bored at the momentâŠ.and have to wait for the others in this RP before I can RP with my other charries
If Corvina is near yâallâs group? @queen_of_alvastia idk if u know Corvina, but sheâs my Antagonist (important to note sheâs not a Villain. She is redeemed in the very end of the series, but she is the antagonist and yes she is after Arabella and the others.)
Perhaps Corvina hears this groups exchanges and, discovering theyâre not who sheâs looking for she decides to watch  what happens and then maybe someone notices her and shes like âaghâŠ.â
(cuz sheâs a loner and yea, she is an antagonist, butâŠ.itâs honestly just really complicated XDâŠ.)
#IfMarcelDiesIRiot
#ProtectMarcel
#ProtectSebSince she donât have nothing against anyone this group I donât think sheâd attack anyone unless they attacked her or she felt threatened. Or maybe something rubbed her the wrong way.
sheâs sarcastic and cold/distrusting but deep deep inside has a soft side especially for kids (little boys especially, and little brothers, but thereâs trauma at the mention of those)
sheâs got a lot of trauma/triggers and also a bit of a personality disorder in that she kinda talks to herself a bit, but to most she just appears to be the sarcastic type lol
#IfMarcelDiesIRiot
#ProtectMarcel
#ProtectSeb@freedomwriter76
Payton
“Put Payton down. You’re outnumbered.”
Payton felt Sorren’s hand go tighter around his neck, all the bravado faded out of his eyes. He looked at the three men on his side.
Hands squeezing. Choking.
Hurry, guys, I can’t breathe…
His chest heaved spasmodically.
Let go. Sorren, let me go. Please.
Sorren released his grip.
Payton sank to the floor. He scrambled to his feet and staggered back behind Asher.
Sorren raised his hands in the air, with an ice-cold smile on his lips.
“Outnumbered? So I am. But I thought you wouldn’t want a traitor’s son in your midst. Or maybe he never told you.”
Payton gulped.
“You leave my father out of this.”
Sorren ignored him and faced Michael with a glare.
“And the name’s not ‘buddy.’ It’s Sorren.”
Trevyn
He couldn’t help it. He started shaking. Years as a slave had broken his already shy spirit, and Trevyn backed away. His eyes, blue and green in his pale face, followed Sorren’s every move.
Verity
Verity put all the force of anger her normally sunny spirit could muster into her eyes. She stepped forward and slipped her arm around Trevyn.
“You dirty bully.” She stamped her foot and glared at Sorren and marched forward to meet him with blazing eyes, brushing aside anyone’s arms who blocked her path.
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BRUH TREVYN WAS A SLAVE?! I MISSED THAT OH MY GOSH *SOBS MY EYES OUTâŠ. HUGS TREVYN SOOOO TIGHTâŠ.*
#IfMarcelDiesIRiot
#ProtectMarcel
#ProtectSeb@godlyfantasy12 Sure! I’d love for her to join…as I said earlier the more the merrier and we already have quite an interesting group here
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Yeah…I forgot to put it on his profile but that’s how Verity found him….So he’s pretty much broken and scared almost to death of anyone but Verity
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@queen_of_alvastia YAY!!! @freedomwriter76 u good with it??
#IfMarcelDiesIRiot
#ProtectMarcel
#ProtectSebBruuuhâŠ.TrevynâŠ..*criesâŠ* also I luv his name.
#IfMarcelDiesIRiot
#ProtectMarcel
#ProtectSebThank you! I actually just went online and looked up “Welsh boy names starting with T” XD
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Imma go ahead and do a Corvina RP!
Corvina
Sheâd been watching them for a while.
Not that any of them knew.
Who would notice a Raven sitting in the rafters? Hidden in the shadows?
To be honest, when sheâd first heard the voices, Corvinaâs heart had leapt with a sense ofâŠjoy she wasnât accustomed to. Sheâd scolded herself for it, of course. After all, she would never be one to get giddy at the thought of encountering people, of all things. But of course, sheâd been wandering this castle alone for hours now, with no sound or thought other then her own.
Even she had to admit that it was nice to hear something other then her own footsteps or beating wings in this place.
At least it wasnât as dark anymore, now that the sun was slowly starting to rise and she could see bits and pieces of orange and purple streaking through the windows.
Of course, sheâd been quickly disappointed to find that this group did not consist of Arabella, or any of her friends.
No, these people were all strangers, and, from what Corvina could gather, weâre not from here either.
She wasnât entirely sure, but she had a feeling that, they too, weâre just as lost as she was in this giant castle.
Which made the annoying question of âWho brought them all here?â Itch the back of her mind.
She knew why she was here. She knew who brought her here.
But these people?
And her target?
She had no idea.
And she didnât like it. She hated not being in control.
âStrange considering we never are.â
Corvina bit back a huff, not wishing to give herself away as she watched this group of strangers converse with one another. She didnât wish to actually interact with them.
There was no point.
No need.
She had a mission, and they werenât part of it.
The princess wasnât here. None of her friends were here.
So thenâŠ.
Why was she still here?
Her feathers ruffled slightly in the shadows and she silently flew off her perch, to the floor, far from the group, but still close enough to hear them.
They couldnât see her, she made sure of that, and she transformed back into her human form.
She needed to go. Needed to keep searching.
ButâŠ.
She couldnât make herself move away from the group.
She hissed at herself.
She shouldâve been used to it by now. The cold. The dark.
The aching lonelinessâŠ
But something about this castleâŠ
It was too much like-
âWhatâs wrong dear?â She asked.
Corvina pinched her lips shut, refusing to speak out loud. Knowing her voice would echo and let the people know she was there.
âThis place hitting a bit too close toâŠ.home?â Corvina could practically hear herself snickering.
She clenched her fists, wishing so badly she could say something, but her thoughts were suddenly broken by a commotion from the group of strangers ahead of her.
Corvina peeked her head slightly from the shadows, narrowing her eyes.
Someone new had appearedâŠ.
And he hadnât made a great entrance from the looks of it; snatching someone by the throat and nearly choking them to death.
âWellâŠthis just got interestingâŠâ
#IfMarcelDiesIRiot
#ProtectMarcel
#ProtectSeb@freedomwriter76 @queen_of_alvastia (I didnât tag yâall in the above post XD)
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