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”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 6' and a decent 167lbs, Amun is somewhat above the average height in Egypt, a trait common among his family. His build is on the lean side, 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 tight, defined chest. His skin is a warm coppery tone with few natural blemishes, and his shoulder-length hair is a warm, thick black, usually tied in a messy braid or bun. His eyes are a dark brown that nears black, 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. 

As for recognizable marks, Amun has several small scars littering his arms and torso from sparring. He also sports a large hieroglyphic-style tattoo of a winged scarab with its feathers outstretched, which reaches across his back from one shoulder to the other, along the shoulder blades. He also wears an ornate ankh tattoo on his left forearm (running almost the entire length of it), and the crook and flail on his right. His last tattoos are two wadjet eyes, a very small one behind his left ear and a larger, more ornate one on his left pectoral. 

"The wadjet eye is for protection; it watches over everything behind it. My wadjet eyes protect my life, my heart, and my mind."

Personality:

• Extravagant • Easygoing • Generous • Witty •


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. 

The word Amun may mean "hidden", but there's definitely nothing hidden about him. 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
Traditional pastimes (styles of combat, games, activities, etc.)
Music
Art (he's a pretty decent artist)
Language


Dislikes:
High pressure
Important decisions
Illness
Cold
Seriousness/solemnity
Dread/discomfort
Being ignored


Fears:
Illness
Slow death
Hospitals
Missed opportunities
Being forgotten (kind of a fear that Egyptian royalty has had as a whole for millennia)
Drowning
Losing loved oens


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. 

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 heart disease 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 battle, Menes has finished his treatment and is entering his third year in the five-year watch period with a decent prognosis. 

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: 
Fight Song/Amazing Grace - The Piano Guys
*Piano*
*Cello*
*Bagpipes*

"I mean, it's weird, you know? Not something I ever expected. I'll take it in stride, of course... But I can't help but feel that something's not right. That this is all about something bigger." 
- Amun, in a published interview on the subject of his betrothal.


Since ancient times, the Egyptian civilization has been a wonder of innovation, advancement, and prosperity. Even in ancient times, human rights in Egypt were far ahead of any other civilization in earth. As one of, and possible the oldest civilizations on earth, it is understandable that Egypt has become a hub of modernity and advancement. 

With a mix of traditional culture and modern innovation that befuddles most analytics, Egypt is a prosperous society with excelling human rights and technological (as well as architectural) prowess. With a strong economy to boot, Egypt is on par with much geographically larger kingdoms such as Aciras and the Königreich der Welten as a player on the world stage. 

Egypt is an odd mix of progressive and traditional. Ancient palaces, temples and monuments have stood firm for thousands of years, painstakingly restores and upkept in all of their original splendor. The Egyptian people live with a love for life, art and culture. The traditional Egyptian pantheon (which has changed somewhat throughout the centuries, as most religions do) is still widely worshipped, although Egypt has since become a diverse nation in religion, language and ethnicity; it is a common destination for immigrants seeking life in the technological hub of the world. 

Of course, no country is perfect. Although in recent decades the country has been blessed with wise and fair leaders, there are still extremists who oppose the absolute rule of the Pharaoh and the royal family. The past half-century has seen the development of a population problem, putting the country's economy under strain as unemployment rates and poverty rise. As well, recent droughts have caused a drop in agriculture which, while creating jobs to implement a workaround, is taking its toll on the country as imports grow more numerous than exports. These recent developments have taken a definite toll on the Pharaoh himself, a wise ruler who, despite his youth, genuinely cares for the people and the future of Egypt. 

Despite these problems, Egypt remains a global force to be reckoned with, as one of the wealthiest countries in the world (explaining the royal family's enormous wealth) and a continuing technological, developmental, and cultural powerhouse.

He'd felt out of place in the shop, never having bought a suit before; luckily, the lady who helped him knew what she was doing. He tried a few styles before landing on /the one/, and no sooner had it been tried on than checked out, ready to ride to its new home in a garment bag that must have cost half the price of the whole damn order. It was a thing of beauty: coal black and straight-legged, tailored for a perfect fit. The crisp white dress shirt underneath, the silver cufflinks and the bright green tie - a focal point, where he could let his own style shine through - finished it off in a stark contrast to the individual who wore it. The thing took nearly twenty minutes to put on; the salesperson had failed to mention that with any good suit, there was some assembly required. It was a little intimidating, all that /different/ wrapped up in one outfit. Of course, he pushed that nervousness back quickly. The occasion was important; he had to look the part. Piece by piece it went on, each one seeming to sharpen the rough edges a little more, make something refined out of something that hadn’t exactly started that way. Thread to gold. Water to wine. The final act of tightening the tie, zipping it all together in a bundle of black fabric and tastefully polished shoes and closing the lid with a perfect, shining knot (he’d had the salesperson tie it, just to be sure) sealed the deal. Just as he shimmied the silk for the last time, he turned on his heel, nodded to the mirror and said,

“Well then; let’s get this party started."

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