Eric Horst

When Royalty Collides (#YIKES)

Alright, all done, not up to standards, just lemme know, I'll even revamp the whole thing if you want. ^-^

​Elijah Rothchester

Elijah Lewis Rothchester of Ivunate Empire

"I’m a fighter. I believe in the eye-for-an-eye business. I’m no cheek turner. I got no respect for a man who won’t hit back. You kill my dog, you better hide your cat." -Muhammad Ali

💎𝓝𝓪𝓶𝓮
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Elijah Lewis Rothchester (Eli)

💎𝓣𝓲𝓽𝓵𝓮
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Prince

💎𝓐𝓰𝓮
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Nineteen

💎𝓖𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻
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Male

💎𝓢𝓮𝔁𝓾𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓽𝔂
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Pansexual

💎𝓐𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓮
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At roughly Five foot Nine, Elijah barely sticks out of a crowd, at least not until he starts shouting. His frame betrays how physically strong he is, many joking he looks like a pencil. His skin is kept pale due to little exposure to the sun, but his hair seems to almost argue with the sun about what should be a brighter color. His sharp blue eyes are often narrowed, but his face is so natural one might just assume it's just how he looks. His clothing often consists oddly casual stuff, though he can be seen wearing rather androgynous things and bracelets fairly often.

💎𝓟𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓽𝔂
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Friendly, popular, charismatic, all of these things Eli is not. With a serious case of middle child syndrome and a hatred for anything that wrongs him, or his family if he isn't feeling hatred towards them that day, revenge is something he finds himself pursuing more often then he'd like, but the world keeps doing stupid things that get in his way, so he has to keep blowing things up. (Thankfully not literally. Yet.) Eli has some sort of distaste towards social media, and although he doesn't use it himself, he's blown up all across the internet as the "Angry ginger prince who blew up a restaurant for some reason." He's unaware to this and still has no idea how many of his subjects and people of other kingdoms laugh at his antics. When's he's not being easily angered, he can be surprisingly charming and even come off as a fun person to be around, though he does seem to get distant when ignored or forgotten for to long.

💎𝓛𝓲𝓴𝓮𝓼 + 𝓓𝓲𝓼𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮𝓼
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Likes:

• Cats
• Ivunate Empire (Most of the time)
• Proving A Point
• Vengeance
• Explosions
• Tactical Warfare
• Music
• Good food and drink
• Bracelets
• Horseback riding
  
  Dislikes:
• Those who wrong him
• Wasps
• His parents
• Tea without milk
• Being lied to, cheated, or stolen from
• Being ignored while in conversation
• Feeling inferior
• It's a LOOOOOONNNNG list

💎𝓑𝓲𝓸𝓰𝓻𝓪𝓹𝓱𝔂
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Born to late to be the heir and born to early to be babied, Eli was stuck in the center of two attention hogs for most of his life. Developing a complex over the course of his life that most middle children have, he began to make trouble. Everything began angering him, to the point of where he wouldn't sit by daintily sipping tea from his seat while waiting for somebody else to take care of things, he began doing things himself. His parents had a tendency to forget about him, and he was forced to learn some serious self dependence, not because he was completely forgotten by everyone, but because he got sick of being the middle child and nothing more. He began doing even more ridiculous and sometimes even dangerous things to get vengeance and attention, though of course, this had a negative effect on his relationship with his family, and it's become a possibility that if for whatever reason his older brother cannot take the throne, Eli's younger brother will take it instead.

Eli is known as the prince that people could put up with if he wasn't always doing over the top things in acts of revenge, and can often be seen studying up on the history of the empire in order to understand the tactics once used to take over the expanse of land his family has reign over. Often seen using more tactical methods to exact revenge is common for him, as using full on violence rarely goes well for him due to his parents strict nature and his lack of psychical strength. For over two years he's appeared in hundreds of photos and videos on social media that depict him as a deranged sociopath with a hilarious tendency to mess up on his plans to mess with others, some photos funny enough to reach meme status. However, as nobody wishes to anger him, he has no knowledge of his accidental comedy acts, though if he did, he'd probably be happier, but that's just hopeful thinking.

💎𝓕𝓒 + 𝓒𝓸𝓵𝓸𝓻 𝓒𝓸𝓭𝓮
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Dark Purple: 440e62

💎𝓣𝓱𝓮𝓶𝓮 𝓢𝓸𝓷𝓰
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Vengeance - Zack Hemsey
_{"Before I die alone
Let me have vengeance
Before I die alone
I will have vengeance..."}

💎𝓑𝓮𝓽𝓻𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓭 𝓣𝓸
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TBA and/or N/A

💎𝓞𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻
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Ivunate Empire

Ivunate Empire

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💎𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓭𝓸𝓶 𝓝𝓪𝓶𝓮
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The Ivunate Empire (The Fake Empire)

💎𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓠𝓾𝓮𝓮𝓷
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King Rothchester

Nobody starts out royal, they have to become it. Gregory Rothchester see's it that way, and he's been proving it ever since he was old enough to become ruler of his people. A wise man with a lose marriage policy, he started the joke that the past rulers only took over kingdoms to change marriage policies. His views on marriage have made it so even commoners can marry into royalty in his kingdom, course, his eldest son seems to want to find a noble woman, and his youngest cares little for romance. Wait, isn't he missing somebody? Either way, he's a kind king, though he often has to spend a bit more on repairs within the kingdom then he'd like.

Queen Rothchester

Born under the impression that marriage doesn't change, Queen Morgan Rothchester still holds her husband's views in high regard, and can be seen at weddings with the kingdom from time to time, enjoying other couples declarations of love. She can't understand her second son by any degree, and often ends up apologizing for his misdeeds even when not necessary. She rarely shows anger and is somehow far more composed then her husband in almost all situations, making her a better tactician then the king and often goes with him should a threat arise.

💎𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓭𝓸𝓶 𝓒𝓸𝓵𝓸𝓻𝓼
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Black, Dark Blue, and Blood Red

💎𝓦𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓭𝓸𝓶 𝓲𝓼 𝓚𝓷𝓸𝔀𝓷 𝓕𝓸𝓻
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Not actually being an empire. The territory controlled by the so called "Empire" is actually far to small to be considered an actual empire, but it is rumored that it is called such because it sounded more official. Lesser known for it's surprisingly effective military usage and fascinating building style.

💎𝓡𝓮𝓬𝓮𝓷𝓽/𝓡𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓿𝓪𝓷𝓽 𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓭𝓸𝓶 𝓗𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂
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One of the decently aged kingdoms, being established only several hundred years ago after a surprise attack on the original territories owners by a small force of highly clever tacticians and the local townsfolk and city dwellers, after riling up the local population into rebelling against them. Though not nearly as powerful in terms of brute force and in size but clever strategists known to take advantage of just about any situation and environment. Their odd buildings were established 200 years after the empire was first established by the royal family. The empire wanted to stand out, which was one of the reasons they did it, alongside making the occasional threat to those who opposed them that they would throw them upon the spikes of their castle should they even step foot in their turf. Although the past is somewhat buried now, and the kingdom otherwise barely noticed and quiet, occasional events hosted by the royal family themselves occasionally takes place, such as the "Explosive packed Party Shindig." The kingdom wasn't known for being highly creative with names. Surprisingly, these parties allow just about anyone within the kingdom's limits in, so many inhabitants have a high opinion of the empire.

💎𝓞𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻
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The current rulers are far friendlier then their predecessors.

When Royalty Collides (#YIKES)

Whazzz upppppp! This looks fun, any room left in this party castle or do I need to relocate to another far away land? :P ^^

Skyline Academy (Academy of Heroes)

@RaptraYou go first, I'll follow up. ^^

Skyline Academy (Academy of Heroes)

^^. (I couldn't think of anything to say here.)

Twisted Tales ~ Once Upon a Nightmare

Good grief. Hehe.

Miss Hobbs' Paranormal Detective Agency

"Note to self...bluenoses are everywhere in this bloody neighborhood." Mumbling to himself was something that he was used to, but waking up early was something he'd need to get back into at some point. Emil Buckner wasn't fond of bimbos, especially those who mocked his cheaters, but there wasn't much he could do about it, he'd spent to much time in the dark or somethin and now his eyes were goofed. Regardless, he liked to think it added to his style, made him look more fashionable, course, what the hell did he know bout fashion? The weight of the trench coat he so often shrugged on in the morning pressed against his frame, and reminded him briefly that there was a sinker shop nearby. Not a bad place to grab lunch later on, he took another mental note just as he moved to a stop in front of the location provided to him over the ringer. The penthouse was the kind of place one might expect an egg to live, a place far to expensive for someone in his position to afford. In fact, it seemed downright pleasant. Which reminded him, when he passed by the pleasant part of town again he'd have to break a chair over the zozzled bimbos for insulting his eye sight.

Berries.

With little incentive to stay outside in the sun and sweat through to his britches, Emil ankled his way to the fancy revolving door, and was greeted by the doorman, clad in his working suit. "I'm here about Ms. Hobbs, maybe a fancy dinner, a trip to a petting pantry, and possibly a drink?" Emil's bad joke was met with silence, so he rephrased his question; [color=8882be]"Just Ms. Hobbs then, where can I find er?"

The doorman gave the directions like he'd rehearsed them through his head many a time, and the Private Eye soon found himself moving through the foyer. He didn't feel out of place, not one bit, and he was certainly not lying to himself about it. He cringed momentarily at the sight of the large pear tree, trying to figure out who in the whole bloody city would need a tree indoors, before moving up the stairs, ignoring the elevator. He didn't trust them, to many horrid things he'd heard of the moving boxes.

As his gams reached the top of the stairway, the roguish man was greeted again, the overweight woman waiting for him giving him a brief rundown of what was to come, before ankling up his game to keep up with her. She was surprisingly fast for a woman her size, and her accent sounded like something from overseas, not that he minded, it was refreshing to hear a new voice. " Thanks...uh, Norma. You happen to have any...noodle juice? Not literally. y'know, tea?"

He stepped through the entranceway to the study a few minutes later, holding a cup of the liquid he'd requested, which he'd insisted in carrying in himself, he took a seat on the far right side of the couch which was occupied by a woman. Seemed he was a bit later then he'd thought, there being already several others within the confines of the room, along with the woman he assumed to be Ms. Hobbs. Taking a sip of his noodle juice, the warmth seeped into his bones.

"Ladies, gentlemen." He nodded to the others with a small grin.

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Doctor Cranham (Sam)

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Main Compound, Corridors, Study, Interactions:[@Aamaya]

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Well then, so much for that. Still. he'd gotten some interesting reactions out of Caelia, so at least that hadn't been a total waste of time. Her reaction was certainly fascinating to say the least, she almost reminded him of several of the people he'd gone to high school with. So little emotion, next to none at all really, they sometimes acted in odd or bizarre ways to entertain themselves, or mess with those who would bother them. The scientist knew when he wasn't wanted around, and Caelia had every right to shoo him away. He was one of the many who kept her contained, subdued, and restrained. This was her free time, who was he to get in the way of a basic human right in his opinion.

After all, basically asking another to leave them in peace during break hours was a standard human emotion, should have also been added to the bill of rights. Shame really.

A small chuckle escaping Sam's lips, he nodded to the girl with a slight grin. "Well then, thanks I suppose for scanning the area for me, I suppose I'll find it eventually." Reaching into his coat pocket, he withdrew a fair sized candy bar of a non-descript nature from it, keeping it out of sight of the guard, as he passed it over to the subject. "For your time, enjoy the rest of your day."

Turning his back, he began his steady movements away from Caelia, giving a small wave over his shoulder. " Just in case you're wondering, that's out of my pay, hasn't been tampered with." Sam sighed internally, he had been planning on eating it himself, but the girl had gotten to him, hm, if he didn't know any better, he'd think she'd used mind manipulation on him and told him to give her the candy bar. Ah well, he was to nice for his own good sometimes anyways. His movements brought him past several other occupants of the room, another test subject and one of his colleagues, he considered asking them for a moment, but realized they seemed to be about to leave and decided better not to impede them. Broadcasting some catchy montage music he'd once heard in his head, Sam began searching around the entire lounge, delicately picking apart the entire area.

Nearly half an hour would pass before he manages to find his bag, and it's location was stuffed behind one of the many desks, as part of a little prank by the security force. Sam was not amused. Several of the guards would later find a potent virus within their food, confining them to their beds with an illness for a few hours before several members of the virology team located an anti-virus that lifted them from the places they were confined to.

It was a good day.

Atypicals Anonymous

Adam Wilkerson

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The Guy With The Boomstick

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Simulated Cavern System, time unknown, lack-age of Danishes

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It had only been a minute since the woman, what was her name...crap I forgot it already... told us; "Please close your eyes, and imagine yourself deep underground, in a cave that is eerily silent, except for the occasional sound of water dripping from stalactites hundreds of feet above you." and I found myself leaning back in my chair. I heard one of the others in the room say somethin about ASMR, another about relaxation, and then one, I think it was my inner thoughts say something about food. So, like any normal time I'd stand up to grab a bite to eat, I pulled away from my chair, and...

"OH WHAT THE- OW! Ow owowowowwoowowwoowwowowow…" I kicked a large hunk of rock as I went to take a step, sending rockets of pain through my nerves and up into the core center of my brain. Ow.

I certainly wasn't in Kansas anymore, not that I was in Kansas in the first place, heard that place is actually pretty bad, this was a bloody cavern.

"Wait..." I stopped clutching my aching shoe clad foot and hopping on one foot for a moment to observe the surroundings I found myself trapped within. She wasn't just kidding, she'd actually sent us to the cave described. Her voice briefly flickered overhead, like over an over-com, and then we were alone. Crap.

Atypicals Anonymous

Nnnnnice.

Atypicals Anonymous

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