Royal Selection discussion

The palace. Where the selected will first be introduced to the ways of the Selection. Mavis and Oliver are standing inside the corridor. This will be the first place you'll roleplay.

Mavis stood straight, as the many ladies began piling into the corridor. His light green eyes taking in the features and heights of them. He was the more 'tame' brother of the two, for he didn't care who he married, as long as they wanted him as well. The male waited for the women to take their chairs. Their father was far to busy to introduce himself, as he was currently trying to evade attacks from the rebels, by strategizing several different things and ways..

"Ladies, Ladies!" He spoke, loud enough to be heard but quiet enough so it wasn't considered shouting "Please, take your seats and listen!" Mavis commands, looking about at them as they sat. "My name is Mavis, as you already know, and I have a few announcements to make."

Valencia took her seat, taking in every detail of the palace. Her mother had made her wear a dress, although she would've been fine in her normal outfit. She glanced at Mavis for only a second before her eyes moved on to study the ceiling.

Brook entered the palace with wide eyes. She had gone through the whole preparing part in a haze, she didn't pay much attention to Much other than the fact that she was here. Finally her dream came true. She was even more ecstatic about her dress https://www.bing.com/th?id=OIP.si6n6f.... When she heard him she took a seat in the middle.

Persephone walked down the row, sitting beside Brook. The woman had her legs cross, and a bored expression upon her delicate features. Her black dress flowed at her feet, and she held a smile upon her lips, as she looked at Brook. "Persephone, I prefer Kore" She holds out her hand.

((Valencia's Dress:
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((Put it is spoilers! Lol))

((Oh! Sorry! This is actually my first time in an advanced roleplay like this, so Imma mess stuff up a lot and you're going to have to yell at me. But I'll get the hang of it eventually!))

Brook smiled back at Kore and stuck out her hand. "I'm Brook. Nice to meet you."

((You're fine. I should have started off with that))

((If anyone needs any dress pictures, I have a lot. Like more than any self-respecting potato needs. XD))

Claire took a seat next to the other girls, playing with the lily set in her strawberry hair. She smiled at the girls next to her and looked up to the princes.
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(I'd love some dress pictures!!)

(Okay! I’ll have some in a few hours, my parents just kicked me off my computer and I’m sneak-using my phone rn)

(lol, okie)

(Juno, you here?)

((Sorry. My teacher sent out an assignment I have to do real quick))

((A few dresses people can use:
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(I CLAIM THE RED ONE!!!)

Valencia bit her lip, looking around at all the other women. She laughed quietly to herself. Oh, look, people are making friends, she thought. I should probably do the same, but I don't feel like engaging someone in conversation right now. Maybe if someone comes up to me.

((Just continue chatting. Ask each other who they're trying to go for. Oliver or Mavis. Mingle as I talk with the other Prince-Makee))

(Juno would you mind responding to our rp pls?)

"Oh! Hi," Valencia said, shaking Sofia's hand. "I'm Valencia." Her lip was slightly bloody from biting it.

((Sorry this was so short, I'm like brain-dead rn))

Caroline wrote: "((Do the dresses have to be floor length? If not, I have a whole Pinterest board full of knee-length ones.))"

(No)

"Whichever one would be able to love someone like me," Valencia joked. "Other then that, I don't really have a preference. They're both kinda pretty, you know?" she said with a laugh. "What about you?"

(be back later)

Brook still sat alone and pulled a book out the folds of her dress and began to read The Princes Bride

"Gotcha." Valencia said. She scanned the crowd, and a thought crossed her mind. "You know what would be interesting? What if both princes fell for the same girl?" she laughed again. "I'd pay to see that. Come marry me! No, marry me! Fight me, brother! or however princes talk. I dunno."

"Three," Valencia said, shifting in her seat. "I'm a mechanic-slash-inventor-slash-engineer. How about you?" Her lip had stopped bleeding, but there was a bit of blood on her chin. Valencia noticed and wiped it on her dress, only to realize that it stained. "Aw, come on!" she muttered. "This is why I don't wear white!"

Brook looked up at the girl who spoke to her. "Oh, uh, The Princes Bride." She laughed at the irony of the book and place.

Broook smiled and looked back at her book. "I've always been a three."

(oh. OK. I'm gonna go then)

((Lets be nice, ladies,))

((it's kek, my character has no one to rp with))

Brook keeps her head barried in her romance book.

((its OK Caroline)

(no it's okie!)

Claire nervously plucked the lily out of her hair and fiddled with it some more; tearing at the delicate petals. She wondered if it would be rude to start reading a book as everyone was mingling while waiting for the princes, but before she pulled one out of a hidden pocket in her dress, Claire noticed a girl buried deep in a book.
Someone who gets me she thought.
Claire made a big movement of sliding over a few seats to give Brook enough warning, as not to startle her out of the world of reading.
"Hi, I hope I didn't startle you, but I happened to notice you reading a book there. I love reading books as well. Mostly non-fiction though; I love knowing the facts of the world and how it works and all the little secrets hidden deep within, waiting to be discovered. I spent most of my life learning to be a scientist, if you couldn't tell already. My name is Claire, by the way, what's yours?"

Brook looked up in surprise at the girl and smiled during her little speech. "I'm Brooklyn. But everyone calls me Brook. I think my love of books can from working at a library."

"Ooh, are you a Three as well?"

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Nichole Michelle Vansol, the heir to the Russian Throne wanted nothing to do with this, Selection process. She just wanted to get back to the Swordsman Championship to beat the everlasting love of life out of those who stand between her fifth place spot, and the number one rank. Honestly, as she looked around the room, she felt rather, tired.

She leaned her head into her hand, cupping her chin. Her mother’s voice rung in her head. You might be a top five swordswomen, but that doesn’t mean you can slouch! A smirk came to her lips at the thought of her mother seeing her like this, infront of the Prince of all people. Oh! She would kill to see it.

Admirable,

"Yeah." Brook smiled. "Imma three."

(sorry, I keep coming on and back off; my family s planning on going on a trip, and I'm going to be on a plane all of tomorrow, so this might be goodbye for now)

(okie! have fun!)

Nichole lifted her head, eyes locking onto the brothers. I know you- her mind sung. Of course she did. They had met quiet a few times growing up. Played together- sparred every now and then before the rebellions grew. “Eto nelepo..” she hummed, “Oni ne mogut prosto vybrat' i dvigat'sya dal'she svoyey zhizn'yu?” she asked herself, chuckling at the question. A dazzling smile touched her lips as she stood, the elegant dress flowed around her.

"A dancer?' Valencia asked. "That's awesome. I wanted to be a dancer when I was little, but I looked like a wobbly giraffe. Benefits of being tall, I guess." She said. Valencia looked around. Her eyes fell on Nichole for a second before moving on to somewhere else.

Brook lifted her eyes from the book and saw the princes. She'd always thought they were handsome but they were even better in person. Especially Oliver. Oliver was very... smexy. She went back to her book, blushing at her thoughts.

"Um... " Valencia looked at Annabeth. "I think... Nope. I don't recognize her. Wait... No." She shrugged. "Maybe she's part of the royal family?"

((Bye!))

Mavis jumped slightly as his sister, Ebony, came beside him with wide eyes. " So many hot girls and guys..." She whispered, looking through the selected. "Have some of them you wanna start out with? I'll get azul to call them over and chat with you"
Mavis grinned and nodded, handing her a list. "These look interesting, give them to him please" He pecked her check "Thanks sis."


With this, a blue haired man came to the podium, getting the attention of all the selected. "I have an announcement from prince Mavis! If the following could come forward and sit beside him!"
A pause was heard as others went quiet.


"Valencina!, Brook!, Sofia!," He continued listing, three girls and three boys.

Nichole lifted her head and cocked her head to one side. Sky eyes flickered to the royal siblings and she let out of tired hum. such pity that only one is going to be chosen by them. So many heartbreaks will come to.. she chuckled and straightened herself, fingers lifting to the small tiara on her head. The rubies on it gleamed. Her nose scrunched up as she looked at it. Too flashy. her mind grumbled.