PoetsAndWriters
Serf
- Local time
- Today 4:22 PM
- Messages
- 21
- Age
- 36
"Come one, come all!"
The crowd gathered, taunting and cheering. The King was a hero to his people, the only human to conquer, Eros. The Dark Lands said to be protected by magic and animals only kept within your nightmares. The war claimed many Holy Knights but the King saw it as necessary, he got what he wanted. The Vampire King was now within his grasp, his power sealed with a single magic tattoo, "Welcome home, your highness" The human King mocked. Pulling the Elder Vampire king like a dog on a chain. Parading him down the street like some show animal, the Vampire, however, was unvexed.
Atticus, his name was. Full of Pride with a touch of sarcastic humor, he didn't look like a King either. Refined, dignified, wearing silks and covered in Diamonds. Atticus looked more like A Norse warrior who ruled savage lands, rough, scarred, Dirty unkept blonde hair, which dropped to his broad shoulders and turquoise eyes. They twinkled in a sort of charm. The Vampire also stood tall and proud like an Oak in a field, unswayed and proud as if he were walking on his own streets. The cursed tattoo glowed white upon his pale neck a remainder of what he lost. Was he angry? Of course. He was no fool, however. To attack a King without his abilities in his own land was suicide. So he'd bide his time...
"Glad to be here "Atticus quipped. There was an accent in his voice, it was deep. foreign, laced with biting sarcasm. Atticus raised his chained hands waving to the crowd. He knew it would only irritate the King if he was going to be made some show animal, he'd oblige. Just as Atticus predicted the king face went red with anger, turning to throw a slap across his face. The crowd cheered and Atticus merely smiled,
"Hold your tongue, monster" The King warned. Atticus bit back his anger which bubbled deep within his gut, the smile still ever-present on his rugged face, "My apologies. I thought this was a party"
The King growled under his breath proceeding down the cobbled stone streets. Atticus in tow until they entered the Kingdoms castle. Atticus took a look around, typical. It was lavish, grand, something you'd see from miles around. A beacon of hope that echoed. I am more important than you are. Atticus was soon placed between two guards, each of them holding a rod which attached to the collar placed upon his neck. Rusty iron cuffs bit at his wrists, they linked to chains which extended down to reveal more rusty cuffs that tied his ankles, "Get my son" The King ordered. Atticus did not know what his fate would be but it was deserved, he lost. Didn't mean he was going to take anything lying down, however, they only had so much time and him, he had eternity. They got sick, he couldn't. To Atticus, this was now just a game of waiting. Another obstacle he'd hurl over, he lost the war but the battle was just beginning.
Looking for someone! to do this role-play with me. Rules.
1.) Must be human (male Prince)
2) Paragraphs, detail, all that good stuff. Must contribute to the plot.
3) Your choice on what kind of Prince he is! He can be cruel or kind, sarcastic like Atticus, calculating and intelligent, anything you choose.
4) Send me a PM! I don't really need a character sheet. If you want, however, be my guest.
The crowd gathered, taunting and cheering. The King was a hero to his people, the only human to conquer, Eros. The Dark Lands said to be protected by magic and animals only kept within your nightmares. The war claimed many Holy Knights but the King saw it as necessary, he got what he wanted. The Vampire King was now within his grasp, his power sealed with a single magic tattoo, "Welcome home, your highness" The human King mocked. Pulling the Elder Vampire king like a dog on a chain. Parading him down the street like some show animal, the Vampire, however, was unvexed.
Atticus, his name was. Full of Pride with a touch of sarcastic humor, he didn't look like a King either. Refined, dignified, wearing silks and covered in Diamonds. Atticus looked more like A Norse warrior who ruled savage lands, rough, scarred, Dirty unkept blonde hair, which dropped to his broad shoulders and turquoise eyes. They twinkled in a sort of charm. The Vampire also stood tall and proud like an Oak in a field, unswayed and proud as if he were walking on his own streets. The cursed tattoo glowed white upon his pale neck a remainder of what he lost. Was he angry? Of course. He was no fool, however. To attack a King without his abilities in his own land was suicide. So he'd bide his time...
"Glad to be here "Atticus quipped. There was an accent in his voice, it was deep. foreign, laced with biting sarcasm. Atticus raised his chained hands waving to the crowd. He knew it would only irritate the King if he was going to be made some show animal, he'd oblige. Just as Atticus predicted the king face went red with anger, turning to throw a slap across his face. The crowd cheered and Atticus merely smiled,
"Hold your tongue, monster" The King warned. Atticus bit back his anger which bubbled deep within his gut, the smile still ever-present on his rugged face, "My apologies. I thought this was a party"
The King growled under his breath proceeding down the cobbled stone streets. Atticus in tow until they entered the Kingdoms castle. Atticus took a look around, typical. It was lavish, grand, something you'd see from miles around. A beacon of hope that echoed. I am more important than you are. Atticus was soon placed between two guards, each of them holding a rod which attached to the collar placed upon his neck. Rusty iron cuffs bit at his wrists, they linked to chains which extended down to reveal more rusty cuffs that tied his ankles, "Get my son" The King ordered. Atticus did not know what his fate would be but it was deserved, he lost. Didn't mean he was going to take anything lying down, however, they only had so much time and him, he had eternity. They got sick, he couldn't. To Atticus, this was now just a game of waiting. Another obstacle he'd hurl over, he lost the war but the battle was just beginning.
Looking for someone! to do this role-play with me. Rules.
1.) Must be human (male Prince)
2) Paragraphs, detail, all that good stuff. Must contribute to the plot.
3) Your choice on what kind of Prince he is! He can be cruel or kind, sarcastic like Atticus, calculating and intelligent, anything you choose.
4) Send me a PM! I don't really need a character sheet. If you want, however, be my guest.
