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Heaven Knows I'm Miserable Now
STATUS: Elope with me Miss Private and we'll drink ourselves awake 10 yrs ago
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Friends are actually bad for you. Just do this thought experiment. Imagine a very successful person. Now imagine that successful person hanging out in a high school with a bunch of high school friends. Does that picture look natural?
And if you answer yes, is this person successful because of real talent?
>friends are bad for you
Keep telling yourself that, bro.
-ignore this
ok call me an idiot but what's a Titanpad? >_>
It's this website that people can use for communual writing. There are other's like etherpad and whatnot but imho titanpad is good because it has colours to signify each person.
@User feel free to have it in your next post that Rowan releases his grip after Robert apologises. I imagine it would be an awkward post to make if he's stuck there against the wall by Rowan.
Also, with that in mind, perhaps a Titanpad should be set up for collaborative posts.
Also, I'm going to disappear for the next 45 minutes to an hour or so while I watch the newest episode of my show. If I have this left open I wont pay attention. If it's reached a point where I need to post again in an hour then I'll get one written up once I've checked back.
A titanpad would be a great idea for discussing the RP in general as well.
Also, cleaning up my post now!
posted, will clean up the post and spellcheck when I get home.
Cilla
Cilla stood, her arms crossed over her chest as the greetings went on. Just then, Davidson arrived by her side, panting and gasping for breath. Cilla looked down at the man, he was never usually late for anything even by a second or two. To see him panting like this just so he could get there at least partially on time was rather humorous to say the least. Cilla stifled a laugh under her breath, raising her hand to her mouth so that, Davidson couldn't see her laugh.
"Good... Evening. Ceilia, what did I miss my lady?" Spoke Davidson.
Cilla's eyebrow twitched as he spoke. Her lips pursed as she recrossed her arms and looked down to him.
"You know my name is, Cilla right? Two L's and no E?" She let her anger fade, directing her attention to the queen regent and Cilla's father. To her surprise, and presumably the queen regents surprise, her father had embraced Emilia in a hug. Cilla stifled another laugh, such a strange display of affection was uncommon from her father.
Eventually her father took the queen off to the gardens and Cilla was left standing with her brothers and the rest of the group. She opened her mouth to speak before Davidson spoke first. He barked out orders like a military general, not unexpected, but rude nevertheless. Cilla's eye's furrowed and her anger was visible. Aldurin began speaking, telling Davidson off like he were nought but a peasant. After, Aldurin had finished, Cilla began speaking as she moved closer to the group.
"Don't be a dick, Davidson. These are our guests, soon to be our family and friends. They won't follow your rules and in fact" She turned to Robert.
"You'll follow theirs. As guests from a foreign land they ought to have someone to get them water at night? And a regular old servant just won't do will it, Robert?" She crossed her arms.
"And while his nickname might be that, I'm sure that 'the bastard' as you so put it would rather be called by his name. Lest I start calling you 'The pedo'" She grinned.
She turned to the group.
"I'm Cilla, by the way, Rowan's sister." She detested calling herself a princess.
"Don't mind, Robert, he's a dickhead." She turned her head to Robert and gave him a fake grin.
"Anyway, is there anywhere you'd like to see while we're all free?"
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Actually there is a Court position for someone who handles the day to day running of the Castle, just can't think at the moment of the title.
Chamberlain?
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