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Tales Of The Royals

Tales Of The Royals

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When your home has turned on you. When your freedom is stripped away from you. How could something that was made to protect us hurt us instead?

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Introduction

△ Story △

Since the beginning of time, the planet Starien remained a peaceful and eternal calm place in the Xexian universe. Among the beautiful Starien laid three power kingdoms which ran the three leading lands of the planet. The Fearian Kingdom (Kingdom of The Sea), The Vivena Kingdom (Kingdom of The Sun) and The Tyranian Kingdom (Kingdom of The Stone) all worked together to ensure and protect the time of peace. Each kingdom had a aspiring princess that worked hard to one day take over the kingdom. When the word of the three princess' one day gaining the power and responsibility of running their kingdoms began to spread, the Xexian Military caught word and saw this as their perfect chance.

△ Problem △

The Xexian Military was the planet Starien's galactic protectors who were founded and created to protect the planet with the advancing power of space resources and exploration. The universal peace of the planet was due to them. They are seen as well known heroes and continue their work on the Xexian Space Station located in the bounds of space. Their founding man Sir Vincent Valadan IV was a honorable man who fought countless battles in order to keep the kingdoms safe. On his death bed, he passed the responsibility of the station of his son who later change his name to Vladimir. This man has not been seen in person by anyone but the troops of the Xexian Space Station. Upon catching word of the great news of Starien's peace, a plot began to advance. Using his obedient troops, Vladimir began to sort a plan to capture the royals of the Starien kingdoms and force them to pass their power and wealth to him. He was a well known figure of course, so he needed a way to veil his plan. Using his large knowledge, he began to plan organized murders of various lower royals in order to bring fear to the kingdoms. Once he knew they were in fear, he offered to protect the princess' on the Xexian Space Station where they will be protected from any threat. In fear, the kingdoms agreed and soon sent their future rulers to the stars.


△ Reality △

Immediately upon arrival, the princess' were tossed into prison cells in the highest level of the station. Their cells are guarded by three of the aspiring members of the stations militia. The three males come from completely different backgrounds but under Vladamir's command, treat the guests with "interesting" attitudes and authority. The princess' eat whenever the wardens say. They interact whenever the wardens say. Every aspect of their lives are controlled by this three males who they know nothing of, but that will not stop them. They work hard everyday in hope of being free and returning to their homes. They learn every day from various failed attempts and their story will never end if they quit. Their story starts now.


△ Roles △

|Fearian Princess| : A highly intelligent and elegant young lady. She enjoys simple entertainment such as reading or bird watching. She is color blind but she does not let it get in the way of her everyday life. Even though she is scared, she is truly the most hopefully of the princess'.
|Taken by Ever|

|Vivena Princess| : A physically and balance princess who since her youth has trained in the art of Balance. She can become quite violent at times but due to her internal balance, she does not let her anger take the best of her. She is the most aggressive of the princess' and sees violence as their way out.
|Taken by SpaceButterfly|

|Tyranian Princess| : A humble and easily frightened princess who since her young age has had troubles in her life that has made her scared. She easily trusts anyone who seem worthy of a friend but when she is betrayed, she drops down and cries. She is the most timid of the princess' and isn't sure how they will be free.
|Taken by Zodia195|



|First Class Captain| : Vladamir's right hand man. He lives to serve and obey they station. Ever since he was a young boy he knew he was destined for greatness and he hopes to follow in The Great Vladamir's footsteps. He is completely agreeing of Vladamir's plan and is the warden of The Vivena Princess.
|Taken by Sneakyrio|

|Lieutenant Of Arms| : A middles class official who joined the military at a young age. For as long as he could remember he had been on the station and continued his work even to this day. He records various events of the station including the capturing of the princess'. He is in semi agreement of Vladamir's plans and is the warden of The Tryanian Princess.
|Taken by JEDH3|

|Private| : A common beginner among the ranks. He isn't as special as his superiors but based on his skills and devotion, he was chosen to do this great responsibility by Vladamir. He has only been on the station for a year and is still fairly new. He isn't sure of Vladamir's plans but obeys anyway. He is the warden of The Fearian Princess.
|Taken by Derek Smith|

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Cold steel always talked louder then any words or anything really. That truth had always revealed itself to soldiers throughout history. And looking into the cell that housed all of perhaps ninety five pounds of the Fearian princess Richard could not but agree with such a saying. The bars were perhaps not as cruel as a naked sword but in their own way it was a cruelty beyond battle. Though the red head was somewhat beyond caring. The woman, for her figure denied any other term, knew nothing of the struggle he faced. And that lack of knowledge in his mind absolved him of any wrong doing.

He would liked it immensely if such perceptions matched reality. But only death was so clear cut. In the year he had been here the hope and dreams of his childhood rose high as Valdimir fanned them high, but so to did the doubts. He was a soldier, even if only a private, and more to the point a scion of a military family and the inherent treacherous nature of the plan sat ill with him. But one look at the doll of a princess reminded him of the prize.

You never knew the burdens I have. No your silver spoon birth gave you everything. Richard thought with a heat that no doubt showed upon his face. Had he known the soldier would have been equally angry at himself. For such anger was a loss of control and that was less then prefect. What do you know of true want.

He then studied the woman in her cell She was admittedly a fine specimen a nice cross of innocence and pure seduction. But the lowly private with dreams of a future free of want thought little of such matters. In that he was perhaps different from the others who knew her. He had no benchmark to judge from however. She was however every bit as dangerous as he was. Richard needed no warning to know that. Fluttering lashes and heaving bosoms could not hide a core of steel.

" So tell me your Highness what is your desire today? I assume the basic necessities of life are in order. Perhaps a tea party with our other guests." He asked in a deadpan manner, the only way he could maintain a leash upon his control. For in his mind she had not earned the comforts once hers.

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Taran awoke early that morning as was his habit. 0500. He barely ever slept to begin with, so now days most of his time was devoted to guarding the Princess's cell. After a groan of misery, he rolled out of his bed and began his morning ritual. Make his bed, change clothes, go on a 30 minute run around the deck , before a 30 minute weightlifting session. He hated both running and lifting weights, but he knew that if he slacked off, then he would not pass the standard physical fitness test next month. Once finished, he took a shower, dressed in his duty uniform, and filled his day bag before going to get his breakfast. Grabbing two trays, he opted out of eating at the dining hall and instead, carried the trays straight to the door he would spend the rest of the day sitting in front of.

Assuming that the princess was still sleeping, he silently slid the tray through the slot at the bottom of the door. He nodded to the guard who watched the door while Taran slept, signaling that he could leave, and sat on a provided chair directly across the hallway from the door. Glancing at his watch, he saw that it was 0630. He was a bit early, but it did not matter to him. He pulled a book from the bag, and propped it on his knee before taking his knife from his belt and cut up a fruit he grabbed while he started to read. This particular book was titled: A History on the Tyranian Empire. Ever since he began guarding the princess, he developed an interest in her people. Along with this, he also brought Tyranian Customs and Culture, Tyranian Military History and Tactics, along with a Tyranian fictional novel, Art collection, and Poetry. Nothing about it was particularly fascinating to him, but it was different enough to his own culture, so he read on, listening to the room he faced, awaiting for the girl to awaken.

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The sky was clear and blue as the sun shined through the trees. The wind danced a crossed her peachy skin and flew through her light brown hair as she road on top of her beloved grey mare, Minerva. Terynia always felt some sort of freedom as she took her daily ride. It was one of the few times she could be herself without a care. If only her own heart could be at ease. This was not the case though. Death had come to her kingdom and just last week one of her cousins had been found dead. Being an only child, Teri became close with her cousins and this one had hit her hard because it was her favorite cousin. Seeing her dead body still lingered in her mind. Suddenly there was a chill in the air. Terynia looked up to see the sky darken. Her violet eyes widen before she could feel herself falling into darkness.

Falling . . .

Falling . . .

Falling . . .


Princess Terynia Erathius woke up with a gasped, bringing the sheet up with her. Her hands were shaking as she tried to take deep breaths. A dream. It was only a dream. Teri looked around, confusion written all over her face. This wasn't her room. It was than that memories came flashing back to her. She remembered. That day when she went out riding for the last time. After her ride, her parents told her she was leaving and going to the Xexian Space Station for her own protection until security was backed up. The Tyranian princesses protested but eventually gave in. Now she was being held hostage. She recalled seeing two other princesses she recognized before they were all split up. She wondered if they were okay.

Terynia didn't understand this situation at all though. The Xexian Military was suppose to be protecting them! Not enslaving them. A sense of dread had settled in the pit of Teri's stomach. All thoughts left her mind though when her stomach growled. Embarrassed that such an unladylike thing happened, the princess looked around her cell and saw a tray with food on it on the ground. Getting up, Terynia slide a bare foot towards the ground and flinched when she realized it was a bit cold. Still, determined not to be a weakling, the brunette stands up. She was only average height at 5'5". The cell was at least adequate temperature wise and the bed she was on had one small mattress, sheet, and blanket with a pillow. Terynia was used to more elaborate furniture, but she wouldn't complain. Still it was a prison and she wanted out of it.

Walking to the tray, she bent over and picked up to a small chair and desk. Sitting down, she started to eat, trying her best not to shove it down her throat.

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”...all the birdies are singing happily. But don’t you also think that they will look prettier if they stay still?” floated out Seraphine’s under-the-breath melody, a certain bitterness lacing the words. On any normal day, had she been back in her rightful kingdom and in her rightful home, this particular princess would have been swiftly reprimanded for indulging in such a frivolous habit, a worn copy on the topic of the basic lessons of etiquette scornfully dropped into her lap. On any normal day, the doll-esque girl would have then allowed for an exasperated sigh to escape its confines, before, with gentle precision, lifting the front cover to reveal the ancient words already ingrained and hardwired into the front of her memory. On any normal day, as those golden rays stretched further across the gray-slatted floor and deepened their color, Seraphine would have casted a longing flicker over to her closed notebook, the leatherbound front mourning her absence.

However..this was not a normal day. No longer was she secluded away in the stone-built room designated as her own, as her prison. No longer was she in the Fearian kingdom, the tantalizing rolls of the cerulean sea alighting a yearning within her core. No no, far from it. Currently, at this moment in time, Seraphine was stationed aboard the Xexian Space Station in order to be protected from god only knows what, the tiny room far from displaying her status. However..it wasn’t like she could really complain. After all, despite the ‘prison’ guard that would occasionally make his rounds, Serrah was free here. At least mother isn’t present...or even worse, Troma. My my..she would have a fit if she caught me singing! Even worse, if she caught me drawing! mused her gleeful inner whisper, the outward pull of such emotion causing her to squirm ever-so-slightly on the mattress.

Such emotions, unfortunately, much like any other event or time in history, were rapidly fleeing. In fact, Seraphine felt him before she heard him.. her guard that was hastily closing the distance between her cell and his location. A familiar dread settled into the pit of her stomach as expectation of what was next to come made itself known. His thoughts. ’Silver spoon’ huh? Well.. I wouldn’t exactly call it that… but still-! was her mulling, an inward wince given at the tangible distaste and animosity stowed away within the young man's thoughts. Not even wanting to turn around, Serrah merely gave a soft sigh as his footsteps halted in front of her door, the usual demands, each syllable filled with disdain, ringing out. Tearing away a moment of time to collect, and restrain the silver-laced words bubbling up on her tongue, Serrah casted Richard a glance over her shoulder.

Mouth opening, the princess couldn’t quite gather her words nor summon her voice. The reason? She was stunned. Despite having constantly seen other’s auras since her birth, every single one still continued to mystify and entrance her.. this guard was no different than the others. However..his was swirling with hues of dull colors, the sign of hostility. A second past before another couple followed in pursuit, the Fearian heiress still dumbfounded. My god.. pull yourself together, Seraphine! hissed out her conscious, not-so-subtle, annoyance. With a hasty series of blinking and the narrowing of her mauve-hued orbs, a response was finally given life. "Well, yes I would assume the basic “necessities” of life would be provided… considering I am human and alive, after all. As for my desire? Hm.. well I would adore being moved to a more pleasurable and adequate room. I would also adore if I, as well as the other nobles here, were to be released to return home. However.. I highly doubt you could provide and fulfill either request. So yes, why not? A tea party would be lovely bite out her response, a certain snarky and sarcastic tone colouring the words. After all, his thoughts and negative energy had struck with the the ailment of a terrible pang in her head, something of which she didn’t take too kindly to.. it was only natural for Serrah to be snippy.

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Taran had finished approximately twenty five pages of the book when he heard movement in the room in front of him. His eyes still glued to the pages, he spoke up. "Good morning, your highness. Did you sleep well?" He had mixed feelings on holding the royal girls captive, so he tried to be as polite as possible. At least until she gave him a reason not to, he would try his best to make her life easier. In a sense, it was a way of both apologizing to her, but also for thanking her. Although he did not initially want this tasking, it was the easiest job he ever had. So far, except for the few times in which he had to escort her somewhere, he spent most of the day sitting in his chair, reading. For someone like him who preferred to exercise his mind instead of his body, it was almost perfect. Although sometimes he grew a bit restless, and needed to talk to someone, so in any case, he felt it best to stay on his ward's good side.

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By the gods of war you'd think the woman seen right through me...That or I've got something on my face. Richard thought with perhaps the slightest hint of smug amusement at the slack jawed surprise written large upon his charge's face. The moment dragged onto a somewhat awkward pause before with a visible effort the princess gathered herself together. Eyes they always give you away. Though I'd give a week's pay to know what worries the girl so. It can't bode will for either her or the rest of us.

Though he didn't fear anything the princess was capable of, this unknown was enough to warrant attention. After all for all intents and purposes she was basically Richard's problem. And the private always attacked a problem from every conceivable angle


Whatever his plans for the moment were the red head was forced to abandon them for the tone of Seraphine's reply reminded Richard of exactly the things he hated. True upon reflection the soldier would no doubt realize his own words brought out the coloring of her reply. But the private was hardly in the mood for reflection.

Instead he dug around the left chest pocket of his uniform, it's freshly starched nature cracking audibly. Pulling out what obviously a old photo he looked down at it. Upon it's surface was captured one of his few truly happy moments. A tall red headed couple, Richard's parents, held a very young Richard between them. Clad in swimsuits the happy family stood in front of a sun drenched white sand beach. The father laughing with open joy, the mother with a impish grin, while Richard himself was halfway between a jump and a shout.

He remembered that day well for it was the last time true joy was his. Before his mother died, before his father became a ghost, and before the real weight of what it meant to be a Point truly meant.

Still the photo was able to remind him of the feeling of happiness. And so it served as a focus for his emotional control and the perfection he demand of himself.

Tucking the picture back within it's pocket Richard looked once more at Seraphine, the princess in chains as it were." Merely existing entitles one to nothing your highness. That being said Vladimir said to keep you lot alive. If you are hungry we can get a meal at the mess hall or I can simply bring you one." Here the soldier paused to flex his wrists, the motion seemingly unconscious. " Also if you wish we can hit the gym, or perhaps the station's library given your rather delicate physique. Furthermore if so should desire I can see if our other guests are free." He asked wirh a flat tone doing his level best to disregard Seraphine's scathing reply.

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How long would it be until the nightmare was finally over? It felt as though a eternity had passed in mealy one night. The dreams seemed to get deeper and deeper into oblivion. Was this insanity sneaking up on her? No. Perhaps something worse was upon her. Could it possibly be fear or just grief. Loneliness or pure boredom. All the possible emotions she could express the situation she had been in for not too long couldn't possibly be enough. She began to look around the steel coated room she was placed in. It's very appearance was bleak. Almost as if they intended to send her to a state of insanity. But she could not complain. Sadly, if she had the choice, she would prefer this place over the place that was beyond it.

Space. Nothing but pure cold and eternal emptiness. With no sure end in sight, it was truly a ensured death and burial. Just the thought made her shiver. So die in a empty dark freezer. It was as if her three worst nightmares had joined forces to imprison her. It was truly cruel and yet amazing. She sighed slightly while holding her head. How could it possibly be amazing beyond the point of the only pure thing in this universe. The sun. Sure she couldn't see it's beauty as well as she could when she was at home but everyday she feels as though her connection with it was fading. There were no sun shrines here unlike at her home. Her faith in the beautiful orb was still as strong especially now.

She paused slightly then look towards the opening of the cell. Now was about the time that he would be coming. She had no opinion of him nor did she have a reason to. She did not know of this male and did not know about him. Was it false to think he was pure evil? Of course not. She could since it in her mind that her cruelness was quite fair.

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Lorenzo Ryker


How often do you think people speak of peace? No land is without strife, so you suppose all those in woe speak of it often. The people in woe are more often then not the commoners of the land. The laborers, shopkeepers, the farmers. The people necessary for a land to be a land in general. Though oddly enough, it is those of Noble birth that speak of peace the most. For it is they who are responsible for every aspect and facet of achieving the peace, yet also the reason why there is none. The common people couldn't care less who truly ruled, so long as they can scrape out their own way in the world. So when the Three Nations of our planet claimed peace between them, the common folk were happy. nut the Nobles ever happier. Nothing changes. Though, peace, however a popular ideal it is, is fragile. How long would the peace last? For many fools are under the notion that once peace is established, it is permanent. This is not so. How long until the next generation brings forth a vicious ruler, or an idiot one? What would it take for the peace to break? How easy is it to slip into war? Very easy. All it takes.....is a single word.

Lorenzo stopped typing and began to massage his eyes. He had been working on his thesis for several months now, though only recntly has he really found the time to truly work on it. He would have to think of a title eventually, but or now, he was content on just calling it his thesis. He looked over at his clock and realized he should probably check on his prisoner soon. Lorenzo gave a satisfying crack to his neck and stood up from his leather bound captains chair siting behind his large wooden desk. Vladamir was kind enough to send him a real wooden desk for his position on the Station. The smell of real wood would sometimes let him forget that he was in the darkness of space.

He grabbed his gloves from his hat and placed them on his hands, then he did the same with his cap. He adjusted himself in the mirror, making sure he looked as presentable as his rank would require. Once he was satisfied, he walked back over to his desk and lightly grasped the green stem of a pure black Orchid. He gave it a loving smell and let one of his rare true smiles spread across his face. Lorenzo then gathered himself, placed the Orchid down, and marched off out of his office.

He marched off down the hallway towards where she was being kept. He hadn't really seen much of her, but he had read her file enough to know what she was like. She was, out of the three, easily the most dangerous. At least, that's what her power would suggest. Fires in a pressurized space would be absolutely destructive. If she wasn't careful, or him, she could destroy the entire station......in a worst case scenario. Which is probably why Lorenzo was but in charge of her. His mind briefly wandered to Lt. Mortair and Pvt. Point's progress with their respective wards.

Lorenzo finally reached the cell and found himself at its entrance. He stared to see she had awoken. He put on a charming smile. "Good morning Ms. Montoway. Though I say good morning, on this station there is no actual relevance to time, as time of day is measured from within an atmosphere, instead of out here in the Void. I am Ryker, Captain First Class." He then stopped briefly and chuckled lightly to himself. "Though, I doubt you care of my station. So, lets make things a little less formal then you're used too. For all intensive purposes while you're here, I am not a Captain, and you are not a Princess. How does that sound, neh?"

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She paused hearing the males cold and yet mocking voice. She wasn't sure what this males single intentions were but, just like the rest of the troops, she did not trust him. She pushed a bit of her smooth hair out of her face and released a small sigh. At moments like this on her home planet, she would turn to the sun and close her eyes hoping to find enlightenment in it's warmth. Now, she could only remember what the warming lights felt like. In her dreams, she could still feel it's wonderful love. She wondered how long it would be before she could feel it again.

"If you could call it a "good" one." She mumbled slightly. In the void, it truly was difficult what was morning and what was just darkness. Everything out here was nothing like what a human was meant to be put through. But what could she possibly do about it when this man was literally down her neck. She sighed slightly half listening to the male. "Yes well, Ryker was it? If those are your terms then i suppose there is nothing more i can do about it now can i?" She said while shivering slightly from lack of heat. "And it's Viola. As you said i am not a princess so no need for formalities. Ms. isn't a requirement."

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Terynia's Cell

Terynia's Cell by SpaceButterfly

A small and slightly cramped cell where Terynia lives. Her warden being the only one who guards it.

Seraphine's Cell

Seraphine's Cell by SpaceButterfly

A small and slightly cramped cell where Seraphine lives. Her warden being the only one who guards it.

Viola's Cell

Viola's Cell by SpaceButterfly

A small and slightly cramped cell where Viola lives. Her warden being the only one who guards it.

Viola's Cell

A small and slightly cramped cell where Viola lives. Her warden being the only one who guards it.

Seraphine's Cell

A small and slightly cramped cell where Seraphine lives. Her warden being the only one who guards it.

Terynia's Cell

A small and slightly cramped cell where Terynia lives. Her warden being the only one who guards it.

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Hey guys, sorry for not being around. The past week I've been busy due to the Holidays and Job Hunting, and now I am sick. So I'll try to post soon, but don't expect me back until after Christmas okay?

Hopefully this dumb cold though doesn't get any worse. Sorry to leave you hanging though. I just wanted to keep ya'll in the loop of what is happening with me.

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Depending on how successful the current events will flow, im pretty sure your question will be answered. As i said, the roleplay doesn't have a required flow of events.

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This does beg the question of how far the escapees would get. Even if the escapees got out of their cells on their own power so to speak they'd still be in the station itself. Would not further progress require specialized skills the escapees lack?

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The story line is all up to us as a whole to produce. If one of the characters suggests a idea of escaping then the characters would progress as they please. Their is no certain story line of events we are free to be as expressive as we wish

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Zodia195 wrote:Awww I see. I am curious how is this story going to progress? How are the girls going to attempt to even escape?



There is always the old reliable trick of seducing your captors. Or mayhap the princesses will develop mad jailbreak skills through repeated attempts?h

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Awww I see. I am curious how is this story going to progress? How are the girls going to attempt to even escape?

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Yes of course you may. I appreciate you very much.

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I'd really like to reserve the First Class Captain if it is still available. May I?

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Yes they are. But everyone sees it as them being kept safe.

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Oh gees I posted but I forgot to change the location! Sorry about that.

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Okay. And are the girls fully aware of the situation of WHY they're being held prisoner?

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I was going to do that tomorrow if we hadn't found one by tonight.

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Have you tried the Players Wanted section?

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Yes JEDH3 is correct. Not to mention we are still looking for one more character.

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Dude, it has been two days. Be patient. Sometimes you have to wait as long as a week before an RP gets going, and then you still have to work around the other writers' schedules and availability.

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Is this dead or something? Is anyone even still here or am I talking to thin air once again

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Zodia195 wrote:Well what I actually meant is do they have a place for privacy like a bathroom of some sorts? Cause I doubt any of the girls would want to have a public display of when they actually need privacy. Also, how long have the girls been there? I'll post once these answers are questioned.


Oh well when you put it in those terms then yes they do. But obviously the wardens wouldn't be fine with jut let them out to do so. So more than likely the wardens would accompany them to said room but not go in. (Because why would they follow them in bathrooms? Thats weird. They probably would just stand at the door.)

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JEDH3 wrote:Sorry, but another question, How do the sleeping arrangements work with the Wardens? Does someone come and relieve them so they can go sleep at night? Or do they sleep across the hallway or something?


Your free to do so. If you wish to write another trooper to take your place then feel free to

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Well what I actually meant is do they have a place for privacy like a bathroom of some sorts? Cause I doubt any of the girls would want to have a public display of when they actually need privacy. Also, how long have the girls been there? I'll post once these answers are questioned.

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Sorry, but another question, How do the sleeping arrangements work with the Wardens? Does someone come and relieve them so they can go sleep at night? Or do they sleep across the hallway or something?

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