Ｔｈｅ Ｓｅｌｅｃｔｉｏｎ {Ｓｅｍｉ－Ａｄｖａｎｃｅｄ Ｒｏｌｅｐｌａｙ} discussion

This is where the guards who protect the palace are made. The protect the outside of the castle incase of attacks, and when they are being attacked they lead the girls and the royals to the secret chambers where they will wait out the attack.

Full Name: Alistair Seadh
Age: 41
Caste: 2
Gender: Male

Family:
~ Father: alive
~ Mother: alive
~ 4 younger brothers and sisters
Sexuality: Homosexual
Relationship status: In a secret relationship with King Oberon

Appearance:


Face claim: Kevin McKidd
Hair: Red
Eyes Blue
Complexion:
Clothing: Palace uniform

Personality: Alistair has a very protective personality. He protects those he loves and anyone that they love, as well as anyone else who may be in harms way. He is very good at keeping secrets.

Likes:
~ Being a guard
~ King Oberon
Dislikes:
~ Disrespectful people
~ Traitors/Rebels
Job/Occupation: Head of the Palace Guard

History:
Alistair was born to a family of 6's. When he was 18, he was drafted into the military of Illea and was placed at the palace as a guard. That is where he met Prince Oberon. He'd never really thought about who he was going to marry when he was younger but once he got to know the prince, all those thoughts left his mind. He fell for Oberon hard and fast.

Even before Oberon's Selection, they were lovers and it has continued throughout his marriage to Queen Juliette. No one but they know of their relationship. Alistair always knew that his Prince would have to marry someone other than himself. He holds no ill will towards Queen Juliette.

Ｔｈｅ ｎｏｔ ｓｏ ｔｒｕｓｔｅｄ Ｇｕａｒｄ

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Mɪᴅᴅʟᴇ Nᴀᴍᴇ Michael
Lᴀsᴛ Nᴀᴍᴇ Beck
Nɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇs Beck, Arty

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Aɢᴇ 20
D.O.B. September 9th
T.O.B. 8:33 pm
Zᴏᴅɪᴀᴄ Sɪɢɴ Virgo ♍
Zᴏᴅɪᴀᴄ Eʟᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ Earth

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Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ Male
Sᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ Heterosexual
Rᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ Sᴛᴀᴛᴜs In love with Athena, and only has eyes for her.

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Cᴏᴍᴘʟᴇxɪᴏɴ Clear, and Slightly tan
Hᴀɪʀ Cᴏʟᴏʀ Dirty Blonde
Hᴀɪʀ Lᴇɴɢᴛʜ Short
Hᴀɪʀ Sᴛʏʟᴇ Before the Military It was long and kept in a rubber band, but now it's cut short
Eʏᴇ Cᴏʟᴏʀ Dark Blue
Bᴏᴅʏ Tʏᴘᴇ Above Average Physique

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Arthur is someone that's very hard to explain... He will do anything to keep the ones he loves safe, and happy, but sometimes his heart will get in the way of that. He can be brave when he needs to be, and he would be loyal to someone till the very end, not letting fear or money stop him. But he can be as stubborn as a bull, and he always needs things done his way. Now this all may sound like he's this serious brooding person. No. Actually when his relaxed and happy, his the most oddest person you will ever meet. He won't hold back his tongue or his feelings, unless he doesn't know them himself yet.

Hᴀʙɪᴛs
~ Blinks when he lies
~ Can never back down from a challenge

Hᴏʙʙɪᴇs
~ Directing/Watching movies
~ Physical Fitness
~ Sword Play
~ Collecting Paintings

Fᴇᴀʀs
~ Small Spaces
~ Snakes
~ Large Bodies of Water

Mᴏᴛᴛᴏ
"Every time you try to over come a fear, and you succed. One always replaces the last."

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When I was little, say the age of Five, my brother and I would go swimming in a lake near our house. I kept going there up to the age of Fifteen, until Silas ruined, and shattered it for me. One day he told me of a rope that he found, that would swing over the lake, he told me to try it. Later I found out that he neglected to tell me that the rope looked like it was about to snap. So like any child would I walked up to the rope, held on tight, stood by the edge for a few minutes out of fear, and then jumped. I hit my head on the ledge and blacked out. I landed in the river, and my brother just stood and watched. The only reason I'm still alive today was that Thea was there, called for help and jumped in to save me. Being that she was only Twelve at the time, I still give her praise every now and then for how strong she was.

So when we got older, it shouldn't come to a surprise that we became best friends. Turns out she hates my brother as much as I do. She yelled at him while I was resting about how he just stood and watched me die, and how he should of warned me about the rope about to be snapped, and in fact never said anything to me at all! I told her that she shouldn't worry about me, but she insisted. We have been closer ever since. So close in fact that I think I'm falling for her. But I've never told her how I felt, In fear that she would reject me say that we were only friends and that I was three and she was a Two. I couldn't subject her to that. But luckily I didn't have to. Turns out she was Selected, and Like an Idiot I still didn't tell her how I felt, and she left. Since she was gone I decided that there was nothing holding me back from going into the Military. After a week or so I was stationed at the Palace, which Thea would be at soon. Now I can finally tell her how I feel.

Fᴀᴍɪʟʏ
Father Elias Beck; 45 Love: ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤ {8/10}
Mother Amelia Beck; 42 Love: ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤ {7/10}
Brother{Twin} Silas Beck; 20 Love ❤❤ {2/10}

Cᴀsᴛᴇ Was originally a three, but when he heard that Athena was going to be in the Selection he decided to go into the military, they drafted him and he ended up in the palace.

Lɪᴋᴇs
~ Watching movies
~ Fighting (Relieves stress)
~ Being apart of something good

Bᴇʟᴏɴɢɪɴɢs
He didn't bring much with him when he became a guard.

Sᴋɪʟʟs
~ Sword Play
~ One on One Combat training
~ Running long distances
~ Moderately Good at lying and acting

Full Name: Ryder Birchfield
Age: 20
Caste: 2
Gender: Male

Family:
~ Father: Carl
~ Mother: Isabelle
~ Twin Brother: Reid
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship status: Dating Lillian, a maid

Appearance:


Face claim: Bradley James
Hair: Medium blond
Eyes: Blue
Complexion: Lightly tanned
Clothing: His uniform

Personality: Ryder is the serious twin. He takes duty before everything. He is very romantic though. His one guilty pleasure is sneaking away with his girlfriend, Lillian, whenever he gets the chance.

Likes:
~ Being a guard
~ Lilliana
Dislikes:
~ Being scared
~ Rebels
Job/Occupation: Palace Guard

History:
Ryder is older than his twin, Reid, by 20 minutes. Their parents, Carl and Isabelle, are 4's. They are wealthy enough that they could have chosen not to be in the military but the brothers wanted to. They were placed in the palace as guards when they were 18, two years ago. They are both quite short, only 5'6".

Full Name: Reid Birchfield
Age: 20
Caste: 2
Gender: Male

Family:
~ Father: Carl
~ Mother: Isabelle
~ Twin Brother: Ryder
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship status: Single, has a crush on Lillian one of the Selected

Appearance:


Face claim: Bradley James
Hair: Medium blond
Eyes: Blue
Complexion: Lightly tanned
Clothing: His uniform

Personality: Reid is the funny twin. The only thing he does take seriously is relationships. Everything else is like his own personal playground, but he does know when to draw the line so that he doesn't get in trouble.

Likes:
~ Jokes
~ Scaring people
Dislikes:
~ Rebels
~ Being serious
Job/Occupation: Palace Guard

History:
Reid was born 20 minutes after his brother Ryder. Their parents, Carl and Isabelle, are 4's. They are wealthy enough that they could have chosen not to be in the military but the brothers wanted to. They were placed in the palace as guards when they were 18, two years ago. They are both quite short, only 5'6".

▐ ❝his place could use some colour. Let’s make you bleed and paint the ground red, shall we?❞
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● Name: Kovu Esras
● Age: Nineteen Years old
● Gender: Masculine
● Status: Among those guarding
● Sexuality: Heterosexual
● Date Of Birth: September 16th, 1995
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Kovu is of average male height. His stature is that of a man consumed in manual labor, with broad shoulders and tanned skinned and calloused hands. His physique is strong, from the sternness of his jaw to the flexing muscles against his arms and back. Green eyes are usually dull and hold a hollowness that is usually mistaken for grief or pity, but he holds a smile that replaces the sorrow void with genuine hatrerd.

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Kovu is the kind of person that all other envy secretly, the one that other clans fearfully tell stories about. And the guy that parents keep all their daughters away from. No- he’s not exactly what you think him to be. Not one of those cocky stuck up guys who come and go with girls like a passing breeze, though with looks like his, he could certainly shift gears and ride that title out for all it’s worth. What makes him so terrifying is the fact that he’s got no empathy, no limitations, and no self-restraint when it comes to doing his job as being an guard. He is the idea of a gun without a safety lock. He’ll shoot you down without hesitating and without even blinking if he decides you’re wasting his time.

As said before, Kovu isn't much of a heart breaker. To be honest, he doesn't even care much for affections because they only screw with his hunting dexterity. But he does intend to live up to the name of a rebel. Given that he holds a jaunty, cynical demeanor when he’s conversing with others, it’s hard not to see him as one of the bad boys. This fact alone makes him quite the heartthrob of the kingdom. The best part is that he doesn't even try. When he breathes, some girl in the corner of the room will swoon, and he knows it. But don’t think he’s some immature hotshot with an impervious ego and try to challenge him, because god knows that he’ll relish the idea of crushing your bones into dust.

Kovu is merciless. If he finds your weak spot, he’ll use it against you every time you meet, just to see how far he can bend you backwards until you snap. He despises the weak passionately. Don’t confuse him for being biased towards his own kind because he would definitely slash their tires if they gave him a wrong look, intentional or not. In short- if anyone happens to upset him, which is considerably a feat in itself because Kovu invests no attachment in everything he does, he’ll be sure to give him or her hell.


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Oh, you’re gonna lose your soul tonight

Something had fragmented in him, cutting his heartstrings and filling the void where the organ had been with frigid, unbreakable ice. Some attributed it the manifestation of something evil within the boy, but most thought that the cause for such c o l d was seeing both his parents brutally murdered, his mother raped before she was killed. Ever since that terrible day when he was twelve years old, Kovu Esras has been untouchable, a dark emptiness in his chest and a burning fury in his eyes. Living alone in the shanty his parents left behind, he thrived off of the anger which presided within him, stabbing fish viciously on the shores and pulling scales off one by one before he cooked them; throwing sharp stones at seagulls and then throttling and ripping off their wings. Why should they fly when he had been condemned? To deal with the raging hatred and shadows within him, he began painting. With blood. The Destroyer had come to him that night as he hid in the cupboard as his parents screamed to death, and The Goldbringer had alluded him in these hard, broken years— his vengeance was not only on those men, those bandits, who had done this to him, but on the gods themselves. Piety be damned, he would kill those bastards and rip out their throats when the day for retribution came. Others on the cliffs gave Kovu a wide berth, they whispered behind his back of the shrieks that echoed from his shack on the outskirts of the shanty village, the rabbit feet which he wore on a necklace, the scarlet streaks that ran across his billowing white shirts. Devil’s child, some called him. Devil’s plaything, others sympathized, shaking their heads. The first was true, the second was truer.

He took pleasure in pain, in seeing others bleed for him. A part deep within him where he had hidden his soul screamed for him to stop this torture, this glory he derived from gore…you’re no better than those men…but he pushed it away. Some nights he heard the screams of his mother reverberating through his mind and those were the nights when he wanted to d e s t r o y and break. It was a coping mechanism, but it became more than that as the years dragged on marked by grubby hands and cold hearths, Kovu truly became a child of the sea. Standing at the edges of cliffs, throwing out his arms to feel the thrill; letting himself fall into the tide and then rising up when he had almost drowned; he was dallying in the fine line between life and death. To and fro, dipping and rising. Dark circles under his eyes and blood under his nails— no one quite knew what he did in the dark, but they were too afraid to discover. He had no friends. His parents’ old companions abandoned him as he grew too. It wasn’t a matter of sympathy for an orphaned child anymore, but a wariness at the aura of immorality and power that Kovu radiated. But not power in the positive sense, but rather a feeling that if he wanted, he could unleash the seven hells on the cliffs and they would be helpless to stop him. Needless to say, when he stepped forward with a twisted grin to volunteer to guard the girls at the kingdom, he was met with raging protests— from what they had heard and seen through the years, Kovu seemed more likely to slaughter one of the girls than protect them. But the Lowlanders knew nothing of those violent delights tendencies, and though his motives were unknown for this sudden reappearance in society, he joined the group heading to the mountains with a wicked, almost demonic smile on his face.

Oh, you’re gonna lose control tonight

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( ✗ ) ╯x ┊❝ Father | Deceased ▍▍Logan || Love: ■■■■□
( ✗ ) ╯x ┊❝ Mother | Deceased ▍▍Stefanie || Love: ■■■■■



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So you want a gif of them both together? In one picture? I can see what I can do, there isn't any Gifs of Iris's FC but I can see what I can do okay? :D

Yes, that would be awesome. Hmm... Well is there a gif of a girl with red hair like her? It could just be the back of her head. :) I should probably message you instead of spamming up this thread ^,^