[OOC] When Royalty Collides ~Closed~

[Obscene Symphony]

@HaleyTheRandom Hopefully my CS will be up tonight, the past 2 nights I've been working so I haven't had the chance to get it written up. I was wondering though, are the characters meant to get married shortly after they meet, and then the drama unfolds after the weddings? Or do they get married after those 3 months of getting to know one another? Also, do I have to rename my kingdom, or can I use Egypt's name?

[Sugar and Spite]

@Obscene SymphonyThey are meant to be married after the 3 months. The drama will unfold shortly after the ball when the parents finally catch on to what is going down. You can use Egypt's name if you like, just so that the way the kingdom is (such as what they do, where, etc, you know, the finer details) are a bit different, I'm fine with it.

[Lyric Hop]

@HaleyTheRandom Good god...dentists almost cussed my first panic attack...no more cleaning teeth....it hurts... -.-

I'll check it out

[RomanAria]

Yay, done with my CS finally.

Liviana Traianus

Liviana Decima Traianus of the Lusitanian Empire

_{"I’ll either find a way, or I’ll make one."-Hannibal Barca}

Nickname: Liv or Livy to her friends and family. Is called “Decima” by her siblings when they’re being condescending.

Birth date and age: September 4; currently 16.

Sexuality: Asexual.

---

"They look at me and say, "She's so tiny. How could I ever follow her?" I want them to say, "She's so smart. I would be honored to follow her."

---

In Depth Appearance:

Even though Lusitanians tend to be small (With women an average of five feet even, and men an average of five feet four), Liv is especially tiny, standing a proud four feet six inches tall and weighing a whopping seventy pounds. Her features aren’t much to look at; her freckled complexion has gotten her passed off as a commoner more than once. Thin, colorless lips, dull brown hair, and unremarkable gray eyes only add to the “common” appearance, though she often wears her hair elaborately braided and pinned and a good deal of cosmetics so that she looks “more royal.” Whatever that means.

Her clothing style is simple and elegant; she favors her people’s traditional clothing of long, loose dresses, always with sleeves, even in the heat of summer, and leather sandals with elaborate straps, even in the winter. She usually wears light colors, usually whites and pale blues and lavenders. Often she will also have a vivid scarf, usually purple but sometimes bright blue, wrapped around her body and sometimes over her hair as well. When she has to go on a horseback ride or a hike, she compromises; she wears a short, above-the-knee tunic in the traditional style, and leggings or tights underneath it.

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"My duty is first and foremost to my gods, second to my people, thirdly to my family, and only lastly to myself. What I desire doesn't matter."

---

Personality:
• Determined • Intelligent • Self-Conscious •
Liv is, to put it in the words of her eldest brother, a “four-foot-six firecracker”. She’s not afraid to use her intelligence to get people to do what she wants them to, and is usually quite successful, well, until anyone mentions her lack of physical strength, and then she wilts. Despite her young age she is not naive in the slightest; she realizes that the world will never be a perfect place and her duty is to keep her own empire and people strong, and if that means being sent off to marry some man she doesn't know, then so be it. She's quite pious, devoting a portion of each day to her worship of the main twelve gods in her people's pantheon.

Likes:

• Literature
• Classical music
• Politics
• Psychology
• Tea with milk and honey
• Drawing

Dislikes:

• Closed-minded fools
• Being lifted up in the air
• Popular music
• Conformity
• Fighting

Fears:

• Loneliness
• People finding out her secret
• Darkness

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"I just want to leave a legacy for the world, and I can't do it when I'm stuck in this broken, useless body. All I can hope is that some day the gods will give me a purpose to work for."

---

Biography:
The youngest of ten children, (with seven brothers and two sisters) there was never much hope for Liv ever contributing anything to the Lusitanian Empire, other than being a figure to marry off to make an alliance. After all, Lusitania is first of all a military empire, making its wealth from conquest of smaller countries and providing a safe place for merchants to run their businesses, and it would speak ill of the empire if such a weak specimen as Liv were ever to hold a prominent place.

Unlike her siblings, Liv was never physically strong or beautiful. An illness when she was seven years old stunted her growth and left her with a ruined immune system; a seasonal cold is enough to leave her in bed, too weak to do anything, for a week or more. But what she had, that most of her siblings did not have, was an intellect to rival any show of physical strength. Her siblings were wary of her for it, until they realized how fragile her self-confidence was. If they didn’t like the way an argument was going, all they had to do was mention “At least I’m actually useful, Decima.” and she would break down.

It’s still Lusitanian tradition, despite attempts at reform, that noble girls are married off as soon as they are able to bear children, and noble boys marry when they turn sixteen. Each of Liv’s brothers took a wife from some domestic noble family, each girl between the ages of twelve and fifteen; her sisters were married off to foreigners at the age of sixteen, out of respect for the different cultures having different age requirements. It was expected that Liv would be betrothed to some low-level noble within Lusitania; since the girl’s tenth birthday the people eagerly awaited the announcement. But it never came, because the doctors had, when Liv was fourteen, realized that her repeated illness had rendered her sterile, that she could never bear children. In other words, she was useless to her family.

Liv was sent to Aciras in the hopes that she could be married off to some foreign dignitary and effectively become their problem, rather than a blemish on her own empire. She had to be sent off when she was sixteen, before her people could start wondering whether there was some other reason for her to not be married yet.

Theme Song:
I can go the distance – Michael Bolton (From Hercules)
_{I know every mile
Will be worth my while…
I will go ‘most anywhere
To find where I belong.}

[darkwolf687]

I'll finish my CS at some point... I've been handed a shit tonne of unexpected problems on short notice...

[ayzrules]

I will re-post Mai's CS after I finish making a few edits and after I confirm some things with clocktower

[Obscene Symphony]

Where are you guys getting your fancy fonts? I have a mighty need!

[Lady Absinthia]

@Obscene Symphony fontmeme.com is where most get them.

[Obscene Symphony]

Amunemhet Ramesses Sipar

_{”I embrace my flaws, and know my weaknesses; and so I am... Invincible.” -Lexie Cole}

Amunemhet Ramesses Sipar

Nickname: Amun (preferred), Ramesses (used by his mother, and occasionally the press. He's not a huge fan)

Birth date and age: June 15, 1996 (19)

Sexuality: Bisexual



In Depth Appearance:
At an even 5’10" and a decent 167lbs, Amun is somewhat above the average height in Egypt, a trait common among his family. His build is slim, but firm; he is undeniably muscular, though in a way that suggests fitness via activity, rather than deliberately working out. His body features good proportions with strong arms and legs and a defined chest. His skin is a warm coppery tone with few blemishes other than the odd small scar, and his hair is a deep, thick black, usually tied in a messy braid or bun, and rarely left untied. His eyes are a rich brown with streaks of copper, giving them an oddly rust-coloured hue from a distance. He walks with an easy stride and can be most often found wearing an easy grin.

Clothing-wise, Amun is quite the stylish prince. He greatly enjoys looking good (after all, looking good is part of feeling good) and takes great joy in showing himself off. He, like the rest of the Egyptian royal family, usually wears traditional Egyptian clothing, featuring heavily jewelled collars, headdresses, and jewellery. He’s also a big fan of traditional Egyptian makeup, and wears all that eyeliner with pride. His interest in fashion, of course, stems further than his traditional clothing; he’s been known to enthusiastically adopt the fashion of other countries when he visits, especially if he likes what he sees. He’ll go anywhere from the most traditional garb to pricey modern designer styles depending on his mood, and wears everything with unbridled confidence.

Personality:

• Extravagant • Pampered • Generous • Witty • Unconcerned •

All his life, Amun had the advantageous position of living in the very pinnacle of luxury with few real responsibilities to attend to. This, naturally, bloomed a young man with life in the palm of his hand, and happy to take advantage of it. While not inherently greedy or even overly materialistic, Amun has absolutely no problem with exercising his wealth, be it for an extravagant party or a generous donation to a food bank. He believes that yes, money is meant to be spent, but that doesn’t mean there’s no reason to share it.
Amun has always acted as the comic relief in a family full of big decisions and even bigger shoes to fill. He’s always ready with a joke or a quick-witted remark to diffuse tension, and tends to respond to criticism and insult with little more than a laugh and a shrug.

Amun is the type to wear his emotions on his sleeve, at least, when the world’s cameras aren’t on him. He feels everything; be it manic happiness or crushing depression, he works through his emotions naturally and embraces them, knowing that one cannot have happiness without sadness, and vice versa. He strives to be the best person he can be, but doesn’t push himself overly hard; He has very little to prove, and the only eyes he needs to glow in are his own. In sum, he lives life as it comes at him, wanting himself and everyone around him to have the best life they can. Whether this ambition brings him to a nightclub or a charity event, he’s fine to ride along.

Amun’s country and family are richly steeped in history, and as an extent, so is he. He adores his own culture and traditions, right down to ceremonial offerings to the gods and all the intricacies of Egyptian court etiquette. He himself sticks to the ancient pantheon and some ancient mythology and superstition, mostly out of interest (of course, he doesn't let mythology or religion get too far in the way of logic). Though one wouldn’t guess it, tradition fascinates him, and he’s content to embrace it (unless it crosses his strong, yet obscure, moral lines). He also enjoys learning the cultures and traditions of others, including everything from language to regional foods and dances. He’s also passionate about sharing culture: he wants to share his love for his own with the world, and wants the world to share its other beautiful cultures with him.

Likes:

• Luxury
• Fashion
• Tradition/culture (both his and those of others)
• Snow
• Language

Dislikes:

• High pressure
• Important decisions
• Illness
• Cold
• Seriousness/solemnity

Fears:

• Illness
• Slow death
• Hospitals
• Missed opportunities
• Being forgotten
• Drowning

Biography:

Amunemhet Ramesses Sipar was born the middle child of three, and one of the latest links in the chain of the Sipar Dynasty, one that has ruled Egypt for nearly three hundred years. From birth, life was somewhat imbalanced for the siblings of the royal family. Each child had some kind of role, from Amun's older brother's role as heir to his little sister's destiny to become a priestess or political figure of some kind. Amun's own destiny was likely to become royal high vizier, grand general of the armies, or something of the sort. As a result, there was some disparity between their upbringings.

Amun's brother, Amunemhet Menes Sipar (often referred to by the press as Amunemhet V or Menes II) was trained from the moment he could walk to be a great leader. He was tutored in politics, warfare, trained in traditional and modern combat, and acted as his father's shadow in all his duties as Pharaoh. Amun himself was equally educated and shared many of his brother's subjects (after all, how was he expected to advise the Pharaoh without knowing what he was talking about?), but took a far more lax approach. In his mind, Menes could do it all: He was a king from birth, born to lead. Amun figured his brother wouldn't need him.

As a result, Amun took on a very different attitude. While his brother took a mindful, wise approach to everything, Amun took a playful one. He disregarded some subjects (politics, strategy, etc.) and excelled in others (language, traditional combat, history) and continually acted as the wild one of the family. The press loved him: The happy, sarcastic, easygoing little prince was a huge hit with the people, someone they could relate to, whereas most Pharaohs and princes before had been stone-faced and silent. Amun took a liking to the press and the people as well, never one to turn down an interview or a conversation with the locals unless something was very wrong.

On the subject of family, Amun was lucky. While his father was a stern and quiet ruler, he was still a kind and loving man at heart. His mother was gentle and caring, his brother fun behind the stoic Pharaoh-in-training venir. However, shortly before the birth of their younger sister, the family was stricken with tragedy.

When Amun was twelve, his father passed away. There was no heroic story, no assassination to brood over, nothing of the sort - the aging Pharaoh simply succumbed to a heart attack at sixty-three. This spurred the royal family to action; after the mourning and burial, then-nineteen-year-old Menes took the throne.

In the seven years since, Amun has regained his lighthearted personality, though watching his brother age as he ruled has taken somewhat of a toll. His sister, Neferhati Engi Sipar (or Engi) grew up close to Amun, and Egypt so far has been better for the new Pharaoh. There was a scare when Amun was sixteen and Menes was diagnosed with leukaemia, but after a hard three-year battle, Menes seems to be in remission and healing.

When the news came about the arranged marriage, however, Amun was somewhere between confused and outraged. It was so strange; Since ancient times, marriage in Egypt had been all about love (outside of immediate throne heirs). Sure, Pharaohs used to marry their siblings to keep the line pure (something that hasn't been done for centuries, mind you) or perhaps marry to avoid the immediate threat of war, but otherwise all other Egyptians were always free to marry whomever they chose. Even within the royal family, arranged marriages were strange for anyone aside from the Pharaoh's direct heir.

Menes told him that new alliances had to be made in order for Egypt to continue on as the powerful and wealthy kingdom it was, and due to other kindgoms' cultures, marriage was the only way. The story made sense, and Amun did not have the political knowledge to disprove it. However even now, as Amun reluctantly accepts his duty, he has his doubts and his worries about what this really means; for himself, for the country, and for his brother.

Theme Song:
[url=]Name of Song - Artist[/url]
_{A Few Lyrics here}

[ClocktowerEchos]

Prince Amunemhet Ramesses Sipar WIP (Feel free to peek)

_{”I embrace my flaws,
and know my weaknesses,
and so I am
invincible.” -Author}

Amunemhet Ramesses Sipar

Nickname:Amun (preferred), Ramesses (used by his parents)

Birth date and age: June 15 (19)

Sexuality: Bisexual



In Depth Appearance:
At an even 5’10" and a decent 167lbs, Amun is somewhat above the average height in Egypt, a trait common among his family. His build is slim, but firm; he is undeniably muscular, though in a way that suggests fitness via activity, rather than deliberately working out. His body features good proportions with strong arms and legs and a defined chest. His skin is a warm coppery tone with few blemishes other than the odd small scar, and his hair is a deep, thick black, usually tied in a messy braid or bun, and rarely left untied. His eyes are a rich brown with streaks of copper, giving them an oddly rust-coloured hue from a distance. He walks with an easy stride and can be most often found wearing an easy grin.

Clothing-wise, Amun is quite the stylish prince. He greatly enjoys looking good (after all, looking good is part of feeling good) and takes great joy in showing himself off. He, like the rest of the Egyptian royal family, usually wears traditional Egyptian clothing, featuring heavily jewelled collars, headdresses, and jewellery. He’s also a big fan of traditional Egyptian makeup, and wears all that eyeliner with pride. His interest in fashion, of course, stems further than his traditional clothing; he’s been known to enthusiastically adopt the fashion of other countries when he visits, especially if he likes what he sees. He’ll go anywhere from the most traditional garb to pricey modern designer styles depending on his mood, and wears everything with unbridled confidence.

Personality:

• Extravagant • Pampered • Generous • Witty • Unconcerned •

All his life, Amun had the advantageous position of living in the very pinnacle of luxury with few real responsibilities to attend to. This, naturally, bloomed a young man with life in the palm of his hand, and happy to take advantage of it. While not inherently greedy or even overly materialistic, Amun has absolutely no problem with exercising his wealth, be it for an extravagant party or a generous donation to a food bank. He believes that yes, money is meant to be spent, but that doesn’t mean there’s no reason to share it.
Amun has always acted as the comic relief in a family full of big decisions and even bigger shoes to fill. He’s always ready with a joke or a quick-witted remark to diffuse tension, and tends to respond to criticism and insult with little more than a laugh and a shrug.

Amun is the type to wear his emotions on his sleeve, at least, when the world’s cameras aren’t on him. He feels everything; be it manic happiness or crushing depression, he works through his emotions naturally and embraces them, knowing that one cannot have happiness without sadness, and vice versa. He strives to be the best person he can be, but doesn’t push himself overly hard; He has very little to prove, and the only eyes he needs to glow in are his own. In sum, he lives life as it comes at him, wanting himself and everyone around him to have the best life they can. Whether this ambition brings him to a nightclub or a charity event, he’s fine to ride along.

Amun’s country and family are richly steeped in history, and as an extent, so is he. He adores his own culture and traditions, right down to ceremonial offerings to the gods and all the intricacies of Egyptian court etiquette. Though one wouldn’t guess it, tradition fascinates him, and he’s content to embrace it (unless it crosses his strong, yet obscure, moral lines). He also enjoys learning the cultures and traditions of others, including everything from language to regional foods and dances. He’s also passionate about sharing culture: he wants to share his love for his own with the world, and wants the world to share its other beautiful cultures with him.

Likes:

• Luxury
• Fashion
• Tradition/culture (both his and those of others)
• Snow
• Language

Dislikes:

• High pressure
• Important decisions
• Illness
• Cold
• Seriousness/solemnity

Fears:

• Illness
• Slow death
• Hospitals
• Missed opportunities
• Being forgotten
• Drowning

Biography:

Amunemhet Ramesses Sipar was born the middle child of three, and one of the latest links in the chain of the Sipar Dynasty, one that has ruled Egypt for nearly three hundred years.

Theme Song:
[url=]Name of Song - Artist[/url]
_{A Few Lyrics here}

@Obscene Symphony

-Starts singing Prince Ali for no reason-
xD

[TheHangedMan]

Prince Amunemhet Ramesses Sipar WIP (Feel free to peek)

_{”I embrace my flaws,
and know my weaknesses,
and so I am
invincible.” -Author}

Amunemhet Ramesses Sipar

Nickname:Amun (preferred), Ramesses (used by his parents)

Birth date and age: June 15 (19)

Sexuality: Bisexual



In Depth Appearance:
At an even 5’10" and a decent 167lbs, Amun is somewhat above the average height in Egypt, a trait common among his family. His build is slim, but firm; he is undeniably muscular, though in a way that suggests fitness via activity, rather than deliberately working out. His body features good proportions with strong arms and legs and a defined chest. His skin is a warm coppery tone with few blemishes other than the odd small scar, and his hair is a deep, thick black, usually tied in a messy braid or bun, and rarely left untied. His eyes are a rich brown with streaks of copper, giving them an oddly rust-coloured hue from a distance. He walks with an easy stride and can be most often found wearing an easy grin.

Clothing-wise, Amun is quite the stylish prince. He greatly enjoys looking good (after all, looking good is part of feeling good) and takes great joy in showing himself off. He, like the rest of the Egyptian royal family, usually wears traditional Egyptian clothing, featuring heavily jewelled collars, headdresses, and jewellery. He’s also a big fan of traditional Egyptian makeup, and wears all that eyeliner with pride. His interest in fashion, of course, stems further than his traditional clothing; he’s been known to enthusiastically adopt the fashion of other countries when he visits, especially if he likes what he sees. He’ll go anywhere from the most traditional garb to pricey modern designer styles depending on his mood, and wears everything with unbridled confidence.

Personality:

• Extravagant • Pampered • Generous • Witty • Unconcerned •

All his life, Amun had the advantageous position of living in the very pinnacle of luxury with few real responsibilities to attend to. This, naturally, bloomed a young man with life in the palm of his hand, and happy to take advantage of it. While not inherently greedy or even overly materialistic, Amun has absolutely no problem with exercising his wealth, be it for an extravagant party or a generous donation to a food bank. He believes that yes, money is meant to be spent, but that doesn’t mean there’s no reason to share it.
Amun has always acted as the comic relief in a family full of big decisions and even bigger shoes to fill. He’s always ready with a joke or a quick-witted remark to diffuse tension, and tends to respond to criticism and insult with little more than a laugh and a shrug.

Amun is the type to wear his emotions on his sleeve, at least, when the world’s cameras aren’t on him. He feels everything; be it manic happiness or crushing depression, he works through his emotions naturally and embraces them, knowing that one cannot have happiness without sadness, and vice versa. He strives to be the best person he can be, but doesn’t push himself overly hard; He has very little to prove, and the only eyes he needs to glow in are his own. In sum, he lives life as it comes at him, wanting himself and everyone around him to have the best life they can. Whether this ambition brings him to a nightclub or a charity event, he’s fine to ride along.

Amun’s country and family are richly steeped in history, and as an extent, so is he. He adores his own culture and traditions, right down to ceremonial offerings to the gods and all the intricacies of Egyptian court etiquette. Though one wouldn’t guess it, tradition fascinates him, and he’s content to embrace it (unless it crosses his strong, yet obscure, moral lines). He also enjoys learning the cultures and traditions of others, including everything from language to regional foods and dances. He’s also passionate about sharing culture: he wants to share his love for his own with the world, and wants the world to share its other beautiful cultures with him.

Likes:

• Luxury
• Fashion
• Tradition/culture (both his and those of others)
• Snow
• Language

Dislikes:

• High pressure
• Important decisions
• Illness
• Cold
• Seriousness/solemnity

Fears:

• Illness
• Slow death
• Hospitals
• Missed opportunities
• Being forgotten
• Drowning

Biography:

Amunemhet Ramesses Sipar was born the middle child of three, and one of the latest links in the chain of the Sipar Dynasty, one that has ruled Egypt for nearly three hundred years.

Theme Song:
[url=]Name of Song - Artist[/url]
_{A Few Lyrics here}

@Obscene Symphony

Starts singing Deliver Us for some reason.

[SouffleGirl123]

<Snipped quote by Obscene Symphony>

-Starts singing Prince Ali for no reason-
xD

@ClocktowerEchos

<Snipped quote by Obscene Symphony>

Starts singing Deliver Us for some reason.

@TheHangedMan

* starts singing an Icon For Hire song as it's a band @HaleyTheRandom and I like *

Same CS as last one :)

Amberlyn Manera of Viracian

Amberlyn Manera of Viracian

_{"I don't need anyone's permission to be exactly who I want to be"-Hayley Williams}

Amberlyn Rose Manera

Nickname: Amber (she insists upon being called Amber), Ammy

Birth date and age: November, 11. 17 (16-19.)

Sexuality: Heterosexual- straight

In Depth Appearance:(Height conversation done with online convertor so I can't confirm it is correct)
Amberlyn stands at 178cm (approximately 5"10') and has quite a slender figure. For a young woman she is quite muscular. She has long wavy auburn hair which is often pulled back into a scruffy ponytail. Her eyes are a cinnamon brown and her skin is naturally quite light. She never wears make-up and despises dresses with a deep loathing hate. If it was her choice she wouldn't be caught dead in a dress but they have been occasions that no matter what she does she's forced into one

Personality:

• Rebellious • Stubborn • caring •

Amberlyn has a pretty strong rebellious streak, often escaping from the castle and its firm teachings. She is sarcastic and can come off downright rude and pessimistic at times. She is very stubborn and headstrong, once she has an idea or view of something it's hard to change her mind. Beneath the tough act, however, Amberlyn is kind-hearted towards loved ones and is very protective of them, she is a great friend but a bitter enemy.

Likes:

• "Hardcore" styles of music (Punk, rock etc) although she can't stand metal or screamo (if that's a thing in this world)
• Her sword, it was passed down to her as a family treasure, her mother didn't want her to have it but her father did
• Getting out of the castle
• Respectful people

Dislikes:

• Dresses, make-up, most thing overly girly
• She insists that she hates her mother but really she love her
• People who can't fend for themselves
• Being seen as a useless 'damsel in distress' type just because she is a princess
• Being forced to do things

Fears:

• In the end, becoming exactly who her parents plan for her to become
• Coming to a stage where she can't fend for herself
• Being buried alive

Biography: Amberlyn had never enjoyed girly things which her mother had always insisted she'd wear. Her mother often annoyed her and the Queen and her daughter had 2 very different ideals. This started Amber's rebellious streak she still possesses today. She would often run away from the castle and roam the streets of the kingdom or venture into the nearby forest. On the occasion that her parents told her about her planned marriage she had the castle's guards looking for her for 3 days and when they finally found her it took a lot of effort to force her to get back to the castle

[ClocktowerEchos]

Alright, here's my guy. Still a little WIP.

Zhou Mei Xianshi

Prince Zhou Mei Xianshi of Liang

_{"The past is history, the future is a mysterious; that is why we call today the present"-Old Turtle Master Dude}

Nickname:
The Pirate Prince
King of Blades (Zhou made it up himself, he's rather proud of it)
Hai Wang
Xian
Zhou
Xian Xian (child name used only by his father)

Birth Date:
July 3rd, 1997

Age:
18

Sexuality:
Straight

In Depth Appearance:
Zhou is one of those people you can immediately spot as not being of royalty or nobility in terms of mannerisms in the traditional sense. His slick hair is tainted with the salty scent of the sea as its often combed over in one rough, seemingly unmanaged way or another (sometimes with the use of copious amounts of hair spray and gel). A wicked, adventurous smile adorns his face with several small cuts and bruises are hidden by make up cover some more of both his face and body. Zhou's tall build has a good amount of muscles built up on it after years of fist fights and manual labor. When he walks, there is a notable swagger and sway to the nearly six foot man, Zhou's legs from all his time on the ship yet when he would other wise appear to become unbalanced, his balance never breaks. From time to time, Zhou might have a bit of beard or a chin stubble, keeping it for a few days before returning to his clean shaved looks.

Despite preferring more common clothes and sometimes pirate "armor", he does give in to wear more formal clothing. He's divided between modern suits with trenchcoats and traditional Chinese robes.

Personality:

• Rough • Loyal • Reckless •

Zhou is untrained in the ways of a noble. Sure, he knows his manners and not what to do around guests but he doesn't know the fine intricacies of being of royal blood. Being gentle or exercising restraint is not his strong suit and is prone to using aggressive language or physical blows against those he deems that its necessary against. Zhou has a rather warped philosphy and see being too passive as a sign of weakness as it constantly giving in. He's blunt, uncouth, and snarky, but he'll follow you to the end if you convince him too.

He's appearance often gives off the look of lacking grace and elegance, like playing heavy metal in the middle of a classical orchestra. Zhou isn't afraid of what other royals would see as "dishonorable" or "disrespectful", only remembering a certain amount of social cues at any given moment. Zhou also tends to do hell-face turns on what he says on occasion, ignoring his own hypocrisy and flaws in his logic and can get a bit childish. But he does keep at least the look of a someone his age, just a bit... rougher around the corners. He's got style and he can have class, its just not the classy style expected of a royal gentleman.

Likes:

• Talking to people and telling stories both true and false
• His old crew/squad/groupie/gang/etc
• Action movies
• Basically doing whatever he wants
• The wealth that comes with being royalty
• Progressive politics
• A wide variety of games
• Really good seafood.

Dislikes:

• "All work and no play"
• "Noble Pride" (the "we're better than everyone else since we're nobles" thing)
• Non-violence/Passiveness/Innocence
• People who try to bring up/insult his past and the people he used to be with
• Most types of alcohol (Zhou is actually surprisingly light headed)
• People who try to push work on to him
• Having to keep up with what he calls the "facade of nobility"
• Tabloid magazines

Fears:

• Having his past exclusively define what he is
• No longer being of royalty and having the perks that come with it
• Any situation that looks like it could be from a horror movie

Biography:
Zhou's story starts when his father and the uncle of Mai Mei, Ming Mei, was young and stupid and intoxicated and impregnated a woman. Once Ming had gotten word that the woman he impregnated gave birth, he had sent men to make sure that news would never get out and possibly besmirch his political chances. However, in her final hours, Zhou's mother hid her baby away and put him out of reach Ming's grasp, sending baby Zhou away on the Yellow River in a basket with a note that would explain everything, but what his actual name was. In her haste, his mother never gave him a proper name, just referring to him as just "prince".

In his basket boat, Zhou floated down river until he was picked up by not just anyone, but pirates and smugglers and criminals. The baby bastard prince had been picked up the the 54 Immortals, a group of pirates and smugglers who raided ships off the coast of Liang. There was an idea of ransoming the kid but then the leaders of the 54i came down, Ironhand Han. He took notice of the child who floated down river and how it smiled and reached out for him, even with his metal fake limbs.

Taking immediate liking of the boy, Ironhand Han proclaimed that this new boy would be his son and named him Zhou as a genetic disorder prevented him from ever having a child of his own. He raised the prince as his own and took him, turning him into a fine pirate raider. However, Han always hid the note from his mother so that Zhou would never know where he was really from and turn him in.

Of course, fate has an interesting way with things and one day when Zhou was 15, his mother's letter had surfaced and come to his attention after a friend had found it while room cleaning. Upon discovering the letter, an intense shouting match between Zhou and Han ensued with the young Zhou standing his ground in the face of the much older man. Finally, at the urging of his crew, Han decided to let Zhou go and find the father who once wanted him dead as long he kept in touch and found a way to expunge their crimes.

Having wandered around China, picking up news and bits that he didn't hear before, Zhou was slightly shocked that his father had made himself king and decided it was time to pay him a visit. After figuratively and literally kicking down the doors to the throne room, Zhou demanded an audience with his father, now Emperor of Liang, to which Ming had allowed. After the revelation of Zhou having a half sister who was heir, Mai Mei, and half a day's worth of discussions, Zhou was declared a legal (if not bastard) prince but would not be heir to the throne. Instead, he was place at the command of the Imperial Navy and had hired the 54i as "mercenaries" effectively expunging them of their crimes so long they didn't go back to pirating.

Since then, Zhou has been getting used to the ins and outs of being royalty, enjoying the fruits of he new found wealth. He suspects that Mai thought that he was part of some great conspiracy but the two have since warmed up well to each other's presences. However, Zhou still finds her "royalty lessons" to be a pain in the ass.

Theme Song:
Miiro - AKINO with bless4
<sub>(Translated)
At a loss for words,
I was just listening to the sound of the waves,
Feeling like the significance of my memories was being tested.

But even amongst the darkness I remember;
I'm moving onwards,
So watch me go!</sub>

[Obscene Symphony]

Alright, here's my guy. Still a little WIP.

Zhou Mei Xianshi

Prince Zhou Mei Xianshi of Liang

_{"Insert a character quote here."-Author}

Nickname:
The Pirate Prince
King of Blades (Zhou made it up himself, he's rather proud of it)
Hai Wang
Xian
Zhou
Xian Xian (child name used only by his father)

Birth Date:
July 3rd, 1997

Age:
18

Sexuality:
Straight

In Depth Appearance:
Zhou is one of those people you can immediately spot as not being of royalty or nobility in terms of mannerisms in the traditional sense. His slick hair is tainted with the salty scent of the sea as its often combed over in one rough, seemingly unmanaged way or another (sometimes with the use of copious amounts of hair spray and gel). A wicked, adventurous smile adorns his face with several small cuts and bruises are hidden by make up cover some more of both his face and body. Zhou's tall build has a good amount of muscles built up on it after years of fist fights and manual labor. When he walks, there is a notable swagger and sway to the nearly six foot man, Zhou's legs from all his time on the ship yet when he would other wise appear to become unbalanced, his balance never breaks. From time to time, Zhou might have a bit of beard or a chin stubble, keeping it for a few days before returning to his clean shaved looks.

Despite preferring more common clothes and sometimes pirate "armor", he does give in to wear more formal clothing. He's divided between modern suits with trenchcoats and traditional Chinese robes.

Personality:

• Rough • Loyal • Reckless •

Zhou is untrained in the ways of a noble. Sure, he knows his manners and not what to do around guests but he doesn't know the fine intricacies of being of royal blood. Being gentle or exercising restraint is not his strong suit and is prone to using aggressive language or physical blows against those he deems that its necessary against. Zhou has a rather warped philosphy and see being too passive as a sign of weakness as it constantly giving in. He's blunt, uncouth, and snarky, but he'll follow you to the end if you convince him too.

He's appearance often gives off the look of lacking grace and elegance, like playing heavy metal in the middle of a classical orchestra. Zhou isn't afraid of what other royals would see as "dishonorable" or "disrespectful", only remembering a certain amount of social cues at any given moment. Zhou also tends to do hell-face turns on what he says on occasion, ignoring his own hypocrisy and flaws in his logic and can get a bit childish. But he does keep at least the look of a someone his age, just a bit... rougher around the corners. He's got style and he can have class, its just not the classy style expected of a royal gentleman.

Likes:

• Talking to people and telling stories both true and false
• His old crew/squad/groupie/gang/etc
• Action movies
• Basically doing whatever he wants
• The wealth that comes with being royalty
• Progressive politics
• A wide variety of games
• Really good seafood.

Dislikes:

• "All work and no play"
• "Noble Pride" (the "we're better than everyone else since we're nobles" thing)
• Non-violence/Passiveness/Innocence
• People who try to bring up/insult his past and the people he used to be with
• Most types of alcohol (Zhou is actually surprisingly light headed)
• People who try to push work on to him
• Having to keep up with what he calls the "facade of nobility"
• Tabloid magazines

Fears:

• Having his past exclusively define what he is
• No longer being of royalty and having the perks that come with it
• Any situation that looks like it could be from a horror movie

Biography:
Zhou's story starts when his father and the uncle of Mai Mei, Ming Mei, was young and stupid and intoxicated and impregnated a woman. Once Ming had gotten word that the woman he impregnated gave birth, he had sent men to make sure that news would never get out and possibly besmirch his political chances. However, in her final hours, Zhou's mother hid her baby away and put him out of reach Ming's grasp, sending baby Zhou away on the Yellow River in a basket with a note that would explain everything, but what his actual name was. In her haste, his mother never gave him a proper name, just referring to him as just "prince".

In his basket boat, Zhou floated down river until he was picked up by not just anyone, but pirates and smugglers and criminals. The baby bastard prince had been picked up the the 54 Immortals, a group of pirates and smugglers who raided ships off the coast of Liang. There was an idea of ransoming the kid but then the leaders of the 54i came down, Ironhand Han. He took notice of the child who floated down river and how it smiled and reached out for him, even with his metal fake limbs.

Taking immediate liking of the boy, Ironhand Han proclaimed that this new boy would be his son and named him Zhou as a genetic disorder prevented him from ever having a child of his own. He raised the prince as his own and took him, turning him into a fine pirate raider. However, Han always hid the note from his mother so that Zhou would never know where he was really from and turn him in.

Of course, fate has an interesting way with things and one day when Zhou was 15, his mother's letter had surfaced and come to his attention after a friend had found it while room cleaning. Upon discovering the letter, an intense shouting match between Zhou and Han ensued with the young Zhou standing his ground in the face of the much older man. Finally, at the urging of his crew, Han decided to let Zhou go and find the father who once wanted him dead as long he kept in touch and found a way to expunge their crimes.

Theme Song:
Miiro - AKINO with bless4
<sub>(Translated)
At a loss for words,
I was just listening to the sound of the waves,
Feeling like the significance of my memories was being tested.

But even amongst the darkness I remember;
I'm moving onwards,
So watch me go!</sub>

@ClocktowerEchos

Now I'm singing Deliver Us.

[TheHangedMan]

<Snipped quote by ClocktowerEchos>

Now I'm singing Deliver Us.

@Obscene Symphony

Really, because He's A Pirate started playing in my head instead xD

[Sugar and Spite]

@SouffleGirl123 Approved of course.

@ClocktowerEchos Approved as well. Love the creativity of the bio.

@Obscene Symphony What you have so far looks excellent ^.^

I'll finish my CS at some point... I've been handed a shit tonne of unexpected problems on short notice...

@darkwolf687

Hey, no worries. Get it to me when you can and feel free to keep us updated.

@RomanAria No idea why, but I really, really like this character. She's so different. Approved.

[darkwolf687]

Yeah, I'll have it done by tonight.

[Obscene Symphony]

<Snipped quote by Obscene Symphony>

Really, because He's A Pirate started playing in my head instead xD

@TheHangedMan

Haha, the basket on the river was all I needed to cue my soundtrack XD

[darkwolf687]

The Empire of Britannia

The Empire Of Britannia

The Empire of Britannia is a long standing empire that spans vast tracts of land. Theirs is a proud history, filled with military conquests and defences against the odds, littered with great heroes such as Ealdwulf the Hammer ("Protector of the Faith", the monarch responsible for many of the initial holy wars against the Caliphates in the middle east, Ealdwulf had a remarkable record considering's the muslim rulers typically had more soldiers than he did.) Harold the Conqueror ("Lord of the Three Empires", the first British King to claim land in India. Despite the title, Harold did not really conquer much territory when compared to other kings) and Catheryn the Wise (The queen who outwitted the Byzantine Emperor and put the final nail in the coffin of the Byzantine Empire, managed to end the near constant stream of rebellions within Arabia. Despite this, she is probably best known for winning a theological argument with the Pope in order to secure her daughter a divorce from an abusive Polish duke, a story which became immortalised in British folktales.)

The Empire has its origins in the crusades of the late 1000's, when the English joined Pope Innocent VII crusade to reclaim Jerusalem. For their efforts in the crusades, the English monarchy was rewarded with the Crown of Jerusalem. The English, however, must have half wished they had never received it; Almost annually, the muslim caliphs called Jihads against the occupying English, forces vast amounts to be spent on maintenance of the holy land. The English may have been pushed out entirely were it not for a second crusade; The Seljuk had seized Anatolia from the Byzantines, and the Christian world was once again up in arms. Once more, the English were rewarded greatly for their efforts, earning the crown of Anatolia. With their powerbase in the east effectively doubled, the English began a series of holy wars against the Muslims. Over the course of 180 years, the Islamic nations would be slowly pushed out of the middle east as the English and later the British expanded their eastern holdings into a full fledged Empire.
The Empire of Britannia its self formed in the 1100's. The English had seized control of Scotland and Wales and officially formed the empire. With a few well placed bribes, the majority of the Irish lords swore allegiance. Only Connacht resisted all efforts. In 1103, it would be invaded and seized by the British; The count was deposed and the second son of a duke from England was installed in his place.
By 1250, the British controlled an immense volume of land; The Byzantines had slowly been whittled down by the British and their Croatian allies until the British had finally seized total control in 1213. The Islamic world was slowly but surely giving way to Catholicism. The Seljuk and Fatimid were all but destroyed following the final major holy wars in 1233 and 1239 respectively. In 1242, the college of cardinals was over half British, though by 1261 the British presence in the college of Cardinals had shrunk dramatically. The British crossed blades with almost every neighbouring nation at some point during this period.
The years 1267-1294 were very calm by comparison; The ruler, Ealdulf, was a far less ambitious man than his predecessors and was more than content with what he had. It was only once his grandson ascended to the throne in 1294 that British expansion was again a reality; It was in this period of time that the British began to acquire sections of India; Most of these were only held for a few years at a time, though Punjab was taken by British forces in 1301 and remains held to this very day.
From the years 1337-1363 the Empire entered a period of decline under Henry IV, a controversial monarch who was completely unsuited to the burdens of leadership. He rarely made public appearances and he was generally a weak willed man who was easily manipulated by the nobles on his court. Slowly but surely, the selfish machinations of the nobility eroded away the integrity of the empire, and by Henry's death it had fractured into many parts.
Henry's son, Richard II, was likewise a poor ruler. The new king, however, caught pneumonia two years into his reign and died. Had Richard continued to rule, many believe the Empire would have declined further still. Whatever the case, fourteen year old queen Edith inherited a nightmarish scenario when she came to the throne. By the time of her death some five decades later, the Empire had been mostly reunited; The remaining two independent duchies would be absorbed back into the empire around the year 1426
The colonialism that arose after this time proved to be a relatively lucrative venture for the Empire; Britannia spread its flags across the indian ocean and established a vast colonial empire in Indonesia, Australia and later East Africa. Though any major territories in the Americas have long since vanished, with the only remnants of the colonialism being a handful of islands in the Bahamas, the expansion eastwards has been more permanent, with Britannia retaining control over Australia by proxy (It is technically its own independent Kingdom, but its monarchs are from a cadet branch of the Drakewine family and typically acquiesce to their demands) and from there exercising considerably influence over the surrounding islands. Their abandonment of their most unprofitable African colonies during the late 19th century inadvertently sparked a period of decolonisation as colonised peoples realised that they could force out their colonial overlords through passive resistance; Before long, the British terminated the last of their colonies in Africa and instead focussed on the prosperity of their territories further to the east.
In the modern day, the Empire is a titanic first world county; Its vast supplies of oil have made it immensely rich. The nation broken down into many different administrative districts along ancient county and ducal lines, in an attempt to manage its vast size and population. This was an ongoing process over many decades; Earlier attempts at breaking the empire down into more manageable chunks created several de jure independent kingdoms such as the Kingdom of Australia, for all intents and purposes puppets of the Crown. With the advent of the internet and near instant communication, the empire has become far more manageable and efficient, a far cry from its 19th century counter part which was characterised by common breakdowns of communication (A common joke claimed that entire countries were lost during filing); though said problem has been fixed, it nonetheless caused considerable damaged the prestige of the nation and even now its commonly brought up to disparage the British.
The nation in the modern day is an economic power house. Its politics are generally left wing, however there is a small but very vocal far right group known as the Britannic Union Party who have become increasingly prominent in recent years, particularly following the increasing secularisation of the British government and the proposed drafting of an official constitution which some on the right feared could mean the end of monarchy.
The Current Monarch of the nation is His Imperial Majesty Harold IV of House Drakewine.

Edwin of Britannia (kinda WIP)

Prince Edwin of Britannia

_{"Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all."Alfred Tennyson}

Edwin Harold Drakewine

Nickname: Ed

Birth date and age: 26 April (17)

Sexuality: Heterosexual

In Depth Appearance:
Edwin stands at a 5'11, slightly shorter than his 6' father; He is not exceptionally strong though he is physically fit, courtesy of his training with the household guard, as is tradition for the heir. He has inherited the typical brown hair and eyes of the Drakewine family. His hair refused to be made neat and by this point he has pretty much given up on ever taming it, much to his fathers chagrin. Outside of occasions, he typically dresses 'smart casual', never dressing too casually. On special occasions however, such as when away on important affairs, he wears full military dress as is customary for male members of royal family, who typically have positions within the military. The bright colours of his uniform stand in stark contrast to his usually dull clothing and he has a strong air of authority around him on these occasions.
He has a deep scar along the back of his right hand that was caused by an accident while learning to ride a bike as a child, and has a small scar along his right shoulder which was caused by a fencing accident.

Personality:

• Curious • Stubborn • Intellectual • Ambitious •

Edwin is a scholarly man, as is the tradition of the British Emperor. He frequently visits the Imperial Library which spans many texts, with thousands of gigabytes worth of electronic documents filed. He has spent excessive amounts of time in this place, enjoying books and reading more than most.
Edwin was raised as a "true emperor of Britain", taught not to give in to the demands of others. Edwin has taken this somewhat to heart; He typically stands his ground firmly in arguments and negotiations. He is willing to concede defeat should his point be proven wrong in debate and is willing to forge agreements if need be, but typically he doesn't budge.
He is motivated primarily by his desire to be a great leader; Britannia has a very impressive history with many stand out Emperors and Empresses... And like any great nation, it also has a lot of mostly forgotten rulers. Edwin would far prefer to be the former.
Beneath this apparent confidence however, lies a fearful teenager. He is almost self loathing, thinking of himself as being incompetent and weak. This doubt drives him to overcompensate at everything his does; nothing he does is ever good enough, it always fall short of what he was aiming for. Truth be told, even when he achieves a goal, he always finds something wrong with the way he did it.

Likes:

• Books
• Order
• History
• Drawing
• Outsmarting or impressing other people
• Puzzles
• Politics

Dislikes:

• Alcohol
• Priests
• Cowards
• The Britannic Union Party
• The Press
• Disorder

Fears:

• Being publically humiliated
• Death
• Heights
• Failing at his duty as the future emperor
• Being forgotten
• Causing the death of someone he cares about

Biography: Heir to the throne of Britannia, the 'Kingdom of Heaven', Edwin's training began practically from the day he was born. His childhood was dominated by his royal status; Order and structure were the name of the game, the schedule being very much the same for the majority of his childhood. What free time he did have was often spent with the same few people, palace life being what it was.
His father was kept away by the demands of running the monolithic empire its self and his mother had died giving birth to his sister when he was only 6. It was inevitable that the boy would find a parental figure in his tutors, namely one Richard Gibbs. Richard was the captain of His Majesty's Household Guard, but doubled as the boys tutor for politics. It was Richard who gave Edwin the confidence he lacked, who taught him how to hold his own in an argument, who actually taught him about the value of responsibility rather than simply commanding him to take it, and showed the world to him.
Shortly before his 16th Birthday, Edwin started a relationship with a middle class girl he had met while spending the night out in the city. Initially, Edwin and Sara's relationship was tolerated by the royal family; Edwin had several short relationship with noble girls by this point and his father assumed that his interest would quickly wane within a few months as was typical for his age. The relationship appeared to be far more stable than any of his previous ones, however, as he had matured quickly as he had approached his coming of age (Ironically due to King Harold's own command to Richard to teach the boy to be more responsible), and as Sara and Edwin's relationship became public knowledge, opinion began to turn on her, seeing her as a social climber due to her lack of noble lineage. Their relationship was quickly broken up by Edwin's father and the two were forbidden from meeting. Naturally, this did little but increase their desire to see each other and the two began to meet in secret, often just outside the castle grounds. Richard humoured Edwin for a while, figuring it best to let the relationship run its natural course and end.
After less than a month had passed, however, the press managed to pick up on the secret relationship and once again there was public outrage about the relationship with a commoner. Sara's family had already been significantly affected by the power of public opinion and on May 11th, Sara reluctantly ended the relationship for the final time. On May 14th, a pair of right wing extremists broke into the family house and killed the entire family; Both daughters, the son, the mother and the father.
Overnight, public opinion did a u-turn. The King declared a period of mourning and initiated a manhunt for the extremists responsible upon there arrest had them prosecuted swiftly. They were sentenced to life imprisonment and are currently held in an undisclosed location.
Edwin was guilt stricken and inconsolable, blaming himself for Sara's death. It was the first time the cold hard reality of having ones life be almost entirely public truly hit him; He had known it would cause problems to be sure, but he never knew that it could have such severe consequences. He locked himself in his room and remained in there for three days before Richard finally convinced him to come back out to attend the funeral. He became something of a recluse, fearful of forming connections with others in order to protect himself from losing people. To this day he blames himself for the deaths of the family and is excessively cautious with his movements, distrusting the press above all else. Less than a few months after this tragic event, Edwin's father began to search for a potential betrothal for his son, entering talks with several prominent families within and without the kingdom. Edwin was understandably furious and left the palace entirely for two weeks before his sister convinced him to return and speak to his father. After a long conversation, Edwin finally agreed to go through with the plan.

Theme Song:
Way to Fall - Starsailor
_{Son
You'd better take it all
They'll tell you what is yours
But they'll take mine}

_{"Do I feel good about this meeting? No, I don't. Its not just nerves either. Its very complicated; I half feel like I am doing something wrong, to be honest." Prince Edwin Drakewine}

[Sugar and Spite]

@darkwolf687 Approved.