1.
Kahna stared out the horizon from her balcony, watching the sun rise over the mountains in the distance. Usually she would be sleeping in, especially on a Saturday morning. But today she had something on her mind.
In a week it was her 18th birthday, and the day her father would hold a ball in the throne room. This ball wasn't the usual ones they threw once a couple weeks, but one to choose her husband. The next ruler, of her and her father's kingdom.
She sighed softly, listening to the birds as they began to awaken, chirping beautifully as usual. She rested her pale hands on the stone railing, looking down at the ground beneath her, seeing everything. The beautiful gardens, and the small town, just down the road. She didn't think anyone was awake now, and her mind was whirling in thought to notice anybody.
((You can be a Prince, or a servant! I've been wanting to do a romance royalty RP for a long time! Please reply! <3))
2.
Rin was a loyal servant in the kingdom. She always did what she was told, when she was told. Without any questions asked.
9 Years ago, Rin's parents passed away. The girl was only 9 years old, and struggled to survive on her own. She went on the street and sang in the streets, for the little money she got. One day, one of the servants from the castle was out to run some errands, and saw her. Taking her under her wing, she taught her how to work hard, and with a grateful heart. Now 18, and truly a sight of beauty. She always seemed to bring others up in the pit of their own despair.
It was an ordinary day and Rin was continuing her chores, taking a tea-tray to the young prince in this morning, with some eggs on a plate the chef prepared him, she knocked on his door softly, "Prince (your name here)? Your highness, your tea and breakfast is ready." she called.
3.
Tira limped through the darkness of the woods, biting her lip as she struggled to walk, leaning against the trees for support, her whip dragged behind her as she winced. Looking down at her blood-drenched leg, her body was bruised and beaten, and her leg was cut wide open at the calve. An arrow was through her back as she struggled for survival. The smell of smoke wasn't far behind, and the forest glowed with the embers from a small village burning to the ground not too far from her location. "H-help..." she cried out, collapsing to the floor, her crimson eyes slowly shutting, "Please..." she gasped, slipping into unconsciousness.
((You can be a villain or a hero. Heroes preferred, but I'm okay with either!! =3 ))
4.
Tira smiled as she felt the cool ocean breeze hit her face, her hair swaying gracefully.
This young girl looked more like a princess then anything. Her father was the Captain, or used to be. But we'll get to that later.
Tira was the daughter of Captain Hyro, her mother died giving birth to her, and her father had a big enough heart to take her out to sea's with him. Raising her to be a tough pirate, a survivor. And she was. The krew admired her, not just for her curves either. She took charge whenever things got tough, and her father didn't know what to do. She always came through, whether it was raiding other ships and stealing their valuables (including rum). She was a real gem, and her father's pride and joy.
Until the sad day the pirate life caught up with her old man, he had too many drinks, and challenged a much younger pirate, although his heart was young, his body was old and frail. Whether he liked to admit it or not. He was shot in the chest, and died almost instantly. He made (your name here) captain, and told him to watch out for his daughter, and make sure nothing ever happened to her.
((You don't HAVE to be the captain, you can be another crew member, whether its on her ship or another.))
5.
17 year old Rin sighed softly as the bell finally rang. It always seemed like the very last minute of school was the longest. She was a good student, but hated being around crowds. Especially school crowds.
Rin was a shy girl, didn't speak too much. But she was also a target for the preppy girls, teasing her about how nobody wanted her because her mom left her with her busy father, only a year ago. And how she was always alone.
Her father was big in business, so she was rich, and living in a large house people called a mansion.
She walked down the hallways, carrying her backpack over her shoulder. The girls began whispering, giggling to eachother. She hung her head sadly and walked a little faster. That's when she felt something warm against her hand, grabbing and pushing her against the lockers. Her emerald eyes widened as her heart raced.
There he was...probably the cutest guy in the whole school. A jerk too. He was the bad boy, you could say.
They had played eye-tag a few times in class, but nothing major. She blushed brightly as she felt his heavy breath roll against her forehead, his hair covering his eyes...
6.
The slavery was full of girls, and boys. Trying to seduce their buyers, or snapping at them. Some were older, and some were children. Some human, some demon, or angels. It was a strange and dark place.
Rin, a young neko, remained in her new cage. She was afraid, confused. Wondering how she got here, what she did wrong to deserve the night beatings she received.
Her black ears and tail flicking around, jumping around in her cage at every little sound, getting down low as her sapphire eyes peered out. As the guards came, her eyes widened, it was time for her beatings. They didn't want a shy slave. They had to break her of her fearful behavior. But it only made her more afraid. Carrying a whip at hand, one of the guards grabbed her hair, tossing her to the floor as the others chained her to the wall of her cage. She struggled to get away, "H-help!!" she mewed desperately, hoping her cries would reach a merciful ear.
((Please be that merciful ear. Come and save her, if you really want, I guess you could be cruel..but this character isn't meant for that.))
7.
Rin remained in the corner of her small cage. It seemed she was in the darkest part of the world...a slavery. She was there for a few years now. Men would come in, be warned by the guards that she was different, and couldn't be broken. Of course, they wanted a challenge. They took her, tried to break her, but failed, and took her back in a matter of days.
She looked about 18 years of age, her deep purple eyes staring out of the cage. Her pale, slender frame was marked with scars from past beatings, and bruises and gashes from more recent punishments. But her rosy lips remained curled in a smile. Some thought she was insane, that she really didn't understand what would happen to her if she didn't cooperate. But no one could intimidate her. She'd been through everything. Drugs, whips, blades, fire, water. All kinds of torture, but never once would a tear escape her eye from her cruel masters. In fact, a few of them ended up dead.
((You can be a cruel master, or a gentle one just looking for a pet.))
