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Hi :)

No sadly I don't, I do want to do something fantasy. I'm not really picky though. I do love doing doubles since it makes it fair.

We don't have to doubles. I know some people get upset if they don't get to play a girl because most people prefer playing the girl. :)


It could be anything really. Medieval fantasy sounds really interesting to me today. Though I'm not picky.

Its fine :) My boy are really bad anyways. I can't get them to sound like a guy. I'm working on mastering it.


Knights, Queens, Kings, Dragons, Wizards, Princess, Princes, Scandals, magic, etc. Vampires and Werewolves are something I do a lot of and a little bored of them.

Sure can do :)


Hmmm maybe one of them is a peasant? Or is Forbidden love too cheesy.

No problem


Well if need be we could add magical creatures later on. For example the Prince is suppose to marry someone else and once he falls for the peasant. The Princess gets angry and uses dark magic to do something.

I don't know maybe late teens 17-19?

Sure :)

Okay

Name: Dokata
Age:17
Appearance:http://www.google.com/url?q=http://ww...

Sounds good to me :)

Yes please my laptop died and I wouldn't do a good post without it.

I can go as long or as short it doesn't matter to me. I love detail though, but I understand people get writers block etc.

Dakota combed out her hair quickly. The sun was shining in through her window which made her blonde hair look flawless. Out in the distance she saw the castle. She sighed a little bit as she put her comb down on her dresser. Life was hard and her family could barley afford food. Her father was so far in debt that the king was going to take him to prison soon. Then her family would be in ruins. Slipping into a dress walking down the stairs.

Of course she did many things she wasn't proud off to keep her family from dying. She was thankful it hadn't gotten to the point of using dark magic. Though sleeping with men wasn't the best situation either. She didn't do it often, but when her family needed clothes or new shoes or anything they couldn't really steal it was the only choice. Dakota was disgusted with herself for doing that. Walking out of the door scoping out for a guy.

Walking past the fruit stands stealing a glance at them. It made her mouth water. She couldn't hit this stand up today because that would look to suspicious. The only sound she heard was her stomach growling in protest of this choice. As she walked past it. Everyone in the kingdom was happy the prince was marrying some Princess of the kingdom they were at war with it. Quite frankly she was tired of this honestly.

Marrying someone who didn't love was the worse thing. Then she wasn't the best either because she slept with random people she didn't like. The king was no good and from what she heard the Prince was just like his dad. This was really the last thing they need in their kingdom. Her mother yelled at her every time she mention something that was out of place for a lady.

Dakota realized she ran into someone at the last second. "I'm so sorry Sir." She whispered quietly. Just by his outfit she could tell he was loaded with money that her family needed so desperately. Remembering slowly not look at man unless if he speaks to her. Sometimes she wished that men had as many rules as girls did see how they liked it.


((I can go longer too, but this all I can think off at the moment.))

Dakota frowned when she saw it was the prince. Maybe she could swindle him. Or see if he wants one her night specials. It would be the good for the Kingdom after all they have took from them. "No, but if you want I could give you deduction on my nightly specials." Saying point blankly not really caring what he thought of her. His dad was going to take her dad soon so she might as well get a little bit of money from him. If anything it would probably the most generous thing he and his family did.

They thought marrying off their son was going to solve all their problems. The damage was done and they couldn't do anything about. She refused to bow to him. Other people stared at her like she was committing an act of treason for not doing something so simple, but why should bow and kiss up to someone who has done nothing. It didn't make any sense to her. People acted like they do so much.

Why was this Prince smiling? Hasn't he noticed most of the people were starving? Stealing food. That half of the people were going to be going because everyone was in debt. How could one be so ignorant to everything around him? She was waiting for him to respond to her, no one heard her request. Most people wouldn't even dare to ask such a thing from him. It sicken her that her life came to that. But what other choice did she have?

The smells of breads and other goods filled the streets. Everything smelt so good it made her stomach growl even louder. "If you don't mind I will be on way." She gave him enough to time to respond she might as well walk away now before something happened. It was okay she would find someone else and get enough money for her family to buy clothes for the kids. Then when her father leaves she would do her very best to keep things going.

Despite her mother's wishes to get out while she still could find a nice rich Duke. The chances of finding someone nice was impossible and she wanted to marry for her love. Dakota desperately wanted a better life, but no matter how much she wanted it she knew it wouldn't come true. She stop dreaming about it years ago. She stopped dreaming about marring a prince. Those were only dreams and dreams didn't make money or provide for you.

Even if she did find someone know one would want to marry her. She was way to head strong and didn't want to conform to the idea of what a woman is suppose to be. Also she was really poor. Mentally scolding herself for even thinking about marriage at this time. She had to find money and quick. Looking around the town she realized how many people were starving and at the same time there was so many people thriving. It made her sad that people were barley living. There was nothing she could do and she had little faith that the future king would do anything either.

Dakota sighed for a moment then she felt herself being gently yanked back. He wanted to know how bad things were? Didn't he see the people around them starving because they were poor? Or was he just too oblivious to see it? She thought to herself because who know's what would happen to her if she back talked the Prince. She heard tons of people getting stone or fed to dragons. This was not going to be her fate if she could stop it. Before she could answer his first question another question came out of his mouth about her family. Her first instinct was to slap him and tell him she didn't need his self pity, but that could only end in disaster.

Taking a deep breath to calm herself down before she did something to stupid she looked up at him slowly. "My family is doing great. I me once awhile I have to sell myself to men to get money to buy clothing and other things for my younger siblings. Wait there's more to this we can't afford to buy food like tons of other people here. So once awhile we steal. The last time any of us had eaten something other than fruit has been.... Hmmmm I don't even know. I promise it gets way much better. In a few days thousands of people are going to go to prison because they are to in debt including my father. The king will take back our houses leaving us homeless. Then he is going to randomly pick a few girls my age to come live at the palace and wait on everyone hand and foot because that's better than being homeless. Those girls won't be getting paid anything. To top everything off he's going to be selling most of us to the Princess whoever her name is kingdom to work as slaves. Other than that my life is fine. I mean nothing can live up to your life as a Prince. Right?" She rolled her eyes and sarcasm was filled in her voice.

"In a few days this Kingdom won't exist expect the people who can afford the taxes and food." She whispered. "Other than that my family is fine. Some people wish they could dabble in the black arts. Which they are crazy for because most of us don't have magic in our blood. So now do you want me to bow my head and leave like a good little subject. Your Majesty." Dakota wasn't sure how she made it through this she told him the truth. The last part tasted bitter on her tongue.

Hearing a few gasps coming from the surrounding people. They were shocked on how someone would talk to the Prince like this. Or was it how a lady would talk to a man? Probably a little bit of both. Looking up she realize she might have been a little to harsh. She could tell my the look on his face he didn't know any of this. "I'm sorry for saying this harsh you obviously didn't know about your kingdom falling into ruins." She whispered this was sincere. It looked like he cared about them.

How could someone royal care? Everyone thought that he was just another rich snob. Of all things she didn't want to believe this because her father was going to go prison. What kind of King lets his Kingdom get this way? She was beginning to have second thoughts on the Prince not because of his personality or his looks, but he was left in the dark. No one should be left in the dark like that. No one should think that everything is fine when its not.

((Sorry it took so long to reply))


Dakota looked at him if he was for real. He wanted to help her father? Was he trying to get on the people's good side? Or was he was taking self pity on her. The thoughts in her head didn't dare to go the fact that he maybe he actually cared. She knew royals didn't care. So what made this one any different than the rest. She inhaled a sharp breath. She slapped him across the face out of anger. Thankfully there wasn't any guards around, but people gasped. He thought bailing her dad out from going to prison was going to make things better.

"How dare you take self pity in me and my family. We don't need your help. If you cared so much you would have helped everyone along time ago. Your right your worse than your father because you pretend to care about what's happening here. You're going to get married and have two kingdoms to rule. You will have everything and anything you want. No rich stuck up snobs like yourself wouldn't understand what people go through because you have everything." Dakota backed away slowly from her eyes threw daggers at him. Turning around running because she figured she would get caught after all she just got done assaulting the prince.

As she moved her way through the congested crowd a thought crept into her head. He had everything and so did the Princess. They never had to worry about food or where they will get clothes. Or if they will have roof over their heads. All of this made her want to cry. She didn't really remember the last time she cried, but this seem like a good time. Instead of looking for someone to sell herself to she went and found an ally way where she could sit down and cry at. Tears sprung her eyes all of this didn't matter she probably will be going to jail soon anyways.

Dakota brought her knees to her chest and just sat there in silence waiting to hear guards or someone come find her. She cut off her snobs so no one could hear them, but her. Over the years she became a master of silent crying. It wasn't like she could cry in front of her family. She had to play it strong. Some days were harder than others,but most of the time she felt the cold strong act was becoming a reality. No one would want a cold person to be part of their lives.

There was time when she use to dream of herself running around on green grass with ribbons in her hair. Laughing like little girls do. Having extravagant dolls. Playing with a little boy. Then the dream always ended in a nightmare with fire every where She always woke up after that knowing it was only a dream, but it felt real. When she told her parents about it they said it was dream. Dreams will get you know where. This became her motto for everything she done. Wishing things could be better, but things would never be better. If someone caught her then it would be the end.

Part of her wanted someone to catch her so she could cry in front of someone and let it out. Was that foolish of her to think? That someone could care about what happened to her? Pushing the thoughts away. She sighed a little bit running a hand through her hair.



((I had this idea crazy random idea. What if that dream I describe was real? That maybe she was a Princess from Lana's kingdom and during the beginning of the war the two girls got switch to keep the Princess in safety. Or maybe she is just Lana's sister who got kidnapped? This is just thought and it sounds like it could work.))

((Yeah that sounds good :), it doesn't have to be that long because I understand people have lives, writers block etc. I don't want to push someone for a really long response. I just get random bursts of things and go overboard.

Maybe after awhile Landon feels like he knows her. I'm trying to think on how she doesn't remembet,but Lana does?))

((Okay, yeah me too

Or maybe it was Lana's mom? I mean she would be a little girl)))

((Oh that woukd work too, it doesn't really matter to me :)))

Dakota notice that he followed her to the alley way. Couldn't he just leave her alone all ready? Did he want to arrest her? "Come to take me away?" She asked softly trying to push back the tears that have been coming down her face. Then he starting saying sorry. She glanced up at him. He really meant it. Biting her lip a little bit before saying her name. She really wasn't sure whether or not she should say her name considering it could end badly for her or someone in her family. Seeing him sit down on the ground for what looked like the first time seemed funny. Though she didn't dare to laugh at him knowing that could cause her more harm than she already had coming.

"My name is Dakota." Whispering softly looking down a little bit. "I'm sorry for slapping you. I shouldn't have done that to you. It wasn't very lady like and it was wrong as a person to do that too." Blowing her hair out of her face. "I just thought you were trying to pity me and my family." Her voice grew very low. "But you weren't I guess." She felt really bad she had no right hitting him even if he was a Prince. "And I understand whatever punishment you have to give to me. I deserve it."

Everything she just said was true. This was probably the most sincerst she had been in awhile. Her eyes wandered to a little scar on his face when she looked up at him. "Your dad doesn't hit you right?" That could explain why he looked hurt when she slapped him that or he wasn't used to be talked down to like he was nothing. Maybe she went to far? These thoughts raced through her head.

"If you want we can start over? My name is Dakota." She smiled trying to make things right because she did feel bad for slapping him. Dakota was doing her best not to think about what her mom would say if she found out about this. She could only hear the disappointment in her voice. That would be a swell thing to hear about. With her luck they probably already know about this thing. Dakota wasn't the best at making new friends or any really. She hoped this was a good start. After all it wasn't everyday she got to talk to a Prince.

"Your name is?" Of course she already knew it. She wasn't going to start treating him like a Prince, but maybe a friend. He didn't really do anything to prove to her that he was a Prince. He was just another guy with a title. For some reason this time around it seemed wrong. "You really do care what happens?" She dropped the act about restarting because she was curious or maybe she was hopeful. That something good would come out of all this. "I feel really bad for doing that and starting over doesn't help my mind stay at rest."

((Sorry it took so long I went to bed and had school))

Daokota looked at him a little bit. "I still don't want your help." She whispered softly. "My family doesn't like handouts even if the attentions are good." She sighed some. "I'm tired really tried of my life. Sometimes I wish it would be better." There was no way she would tell him about her dreams she had at night and while she was awake. Only imagining his laughs echoing in her head. "But I know it won't get better. In a few days I will either be a maid or a slave." Neither option sounded great, but being a maid wouldn't be as great as slave.

"I know you want to help and I don't know how to help. If there is a way you could stop your marriage that would stop the slave deal." She was thinking out a loud. It was going to get dark soon and even if it most of the tales she heard was fake she wasn't going to take any chances. "There's a hotel down the road we are both to far from home so we should go there. People get a little crazy out here at night." Then she felt bad because he probably thought she would try to do something. "I don't like selling myself and it probably wouldn't make yourself look good if you went into a hotel with the towns' whore."

The tears were coming back this was the last thing she wanted to happen. Her sleeve wiped her eyes. "Then if you don't go to the hotel there's going to be people who will want to hurt you because they think......" Cutting herself off she didn't want to say anything else. If she told him he would be upset with his dad and if his dad abused him. This thought made her shiver some.

Then she felt herself zone out. This happened when she saw glimpses of things they weren't real. It was just a dream. Her and a little boy were running around in a big grass yard. She called out Landon. Taunting him that he couldn't catch her. Dakota's face paled. The next time she blinked she was back in the alley way. Noises of the crowds getting their last minute things. Merchants were closing up. Her stomach growled some she forgot that she didn't eat anything today. She had been too busy running and fighting with the Prince.

What did that vision mean? She didn't know Landon. Knowing for sure she would remember meeting the Prince of her kingdom and playing with him as a little kid. She hoped he didn't notice her zoning out. "Look most people think your really bad because the King says your making theses ideas. That's why I reacted them way I did, but I now realize you're not that bad. You're just a guy." Smiling softly her blue eyes glisten a little bit because of the tears that were still forming in her eyes. "I'm sorry I just don't like my life and I want things to be better. Then I slapped you." It felt like everything was breaking for her. "I don't like selling myself."

Dakota felt so ashamed for crying in front of someone she just met. Let alone the Prince of the kingdom. Then vision left her nervous too mostly she was just tired. A person can only take so much before breaking down. "I'm hungry, tired, and alone. I'm complaining to stranger about my problems. I know I'm doomed." Her voice was shaky some. "You don't care about my personal problems people have it worse than me."

((Yeah they were suppose to do it last week, but I got too nervous. I thought they were going to give me laughing gas then I would be fine. No they were going to give me 6 shots novicane in the mouth. And that isn't working out for me))

((It's fine. :) I'm getting 3 of them out.))

Dakota looked up at him. Getting paid to be a friend would be wrong. She sighed a little bit. She didn't like the idea of that. It could ruin her reputation. The thought of that made her sick to her stomach turn. "You know what I want. I want to be know as this. I don't want to go hungry. I want a good life. Those are all dreams and dreams don't get you anywhere in life." She whispered quietly. Getting up off the ground and swiping the dirt off of herself. Not using his hand.

"I don't want to get paid for just being a friend." She said looking up in his eyes. Then he mentioned food. The one things she wanted so desperately. Hearing the rumble in her stomach growl loud at the mention of food. "I would...." Catching herself not sure if it was right to do this while her family was starving at home wondering if she was making money. "I would love some food." She whispered softly forcing herself to say. If she didn't come home with money then her family would be upset at her. Trying to push this thought away.

Then she heard a loud ruckus going on. Guards were coming early. She saw men being escorted out of their homes. Some of the people were disobeying so they got whipped. She heard the cries and screams. Backing against Landon shaking a little bit. "They came early." Whispering softly. It wasn't a surprise no doubt her mind, but she didn't get to say goodbye. Knowing if guards saw her alone that could be bad. As the guards carried off the prisoners. They started to announce the new maids for the castle.

"Dakota Elliot." Continuing to go down the list. "These girls have two day time to report to the castle to begin their new lives." The last guard left. Dakota didn't realize what was happening. She crumpled to the ground. Tears came down her face shaking. This wasn't happening. Breathe she needed to breath.

"Landon..." Words wouldn't form in her mouth. There wasn't anything she could say really. She was terrified. "I'm going to be maid. I'm scared. I don't know what to do." She trailed off. There wasn't anything she could tons of families were out of their houses scared. She couldn't help them and neither could Landon.

((Do you still want to do this?))