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- Looking for partners
- Posting Speed
- Speed of Light
- Multiple posts per day
- 1-3 posts per day
- One post per day
- Multiple posts per week
- Online Availability
- 12 pm-10:30 pm (with some exceptions)
- Writing Levels
- Give-No-Fucks
- Beginner
- Elementary
- Intermediate
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Primarily Prefer Male
- No Preferences
- Genres
- Fantasy, Mystery, Scifi, Romance, Yaoi, Yuri, Horror
“I’ve aleeady talked to her about the wedding. She doesn’t want this either but it’s the best situation for both of us. We’re going to get married, show the kingdom that everything is fine and that we’re in love and whatnot and just... date whoever we want,” he explained as he sniffles, bringing no attention to the tears and made no effort to wipe the mirror away as he sank further into the water.
“I’d you hadn’t run off, you would have already known this,” he murmured with a growing friend, the other’s assurance not helping much with the clear distress. “Look, I’m... I’m sorry, Ambrosio. I don’t know what I’m doing. When I killed my father, I didn’t... know things would be this stressful. I just thought I could have some fun and just relax. Now I’ve got my subjects requesting more land to grow crops but they don’t understand that we’d be pushing into the other kingdom’s land if we did and war would be inevitable. Plus there’s the whole marriage and... I don’t know,” he admitted, this being the first time he really admitted the work he did behind closed doors. He wasn’t just a figure head doing nothing, work had to be done.
“What if your whole spell thing doesn’t work? No one else in this kingdom knows what their doing. I know my responsibilities and know how to manage the economy. If anyone else tried to put themselves on the thrown, they’d just ruin everything and... that wouldn’t be good.”
(Hey, sorry for not finishing the sheet yet. My laptop died so I was going to work on it when I got to school but my shoulder popped out and I don’t want to have to carry that extra weight on my arm. I promise I’ll finish everything tonight and I can’t still reply to our current RPs. I didn’t want you to think I just abandoned it, it’s saved in the messages hence why I couldn’t tell you on there TnT)
“I’d you hadn’t run off, you would have already known this,” he murmured with a growing friend, the other’s assurance not helping much with the clear distress. “Look, I’m... I’m sorry, Ambrosio. I don’t know what I’m doing. When I killed my father, I didn’t... know things would be this stressful. I just thought I could have some fun and just relax. Now I’ve got my subjects requesting more land to grow crops but they don’t understand that we’d be pushing into the other kingdom’s land if we did and war would be inevitable. Plus there’s the whole marriage and... I don’t know,” he admitted, this being the first time he really admitted the work he did behind closed doors. He wasn’t just a figure head doing nothing, work had to be done.
“What if your whole spell thing doesn’t work? No one else in this kingdom knows what their doing. I know my responsibilities and know how to manage the economy. If anyone else tried to put themselves on the thrown, they’d just ruin everything and... that wouldn’t be good.”
(Hey, sorry for not finishing the sheet yet. My laptop died so I was going to work on it when I got to school but my shoulder popped out and I don’t want to have to carry that extra weight on my arm. I promise I’ll finish everything tonight and I can’t still reply to our current RPs. I didn’t want you to think I just abandoned it, it’s saved in the messages hence why I couldn’t tell you on there TnT)