by Brittany Tue Aug 30, 2011 7:53 pmFirst topic message reminder :
So here are a couple settings, hopefully one of you amazing guys will see this and join!
You and I, although complete opposites, have been the best of friends since grade school. You were the rebel bad boy that got my butt out of the house and I was the good girl who talked you out of terrible ideas. We just worked. By the time high school rolled around, we were both harboring crushes on each other. Sure, we dated other people, but our feelings never changed. Fast forward to senior year. Where I have plans to move out of this small town and head to New York, you have had it pounded into your head that you're joining the Army, just like all the other men in your family. Before you're deployed for boot camp, we talk and decide that when you come back, if both of us are single, we will be together. Then something happens. I'm sitting in my dorm room when I get a hysterical call from your mother. Apparently you were moving from one base to another and drove over a landmine. Everyone in the vehicle has died. I am shell shocked and slip into a depression that leads to me physically harming myself. I cannot believe that you are gone.
Six years later: I've just graduated college and am living out my dreams in the city. I even married a classmate of mine and we have a two year old son. The man I married is wonderful, but he's not you. I still haven't gone over the loss. But what happens when you come home? It turns out that no one died that day. The vehicle blew up, but you and your fellow soldiers were taken as prisoners of war. You are finally free to go home. Your mother happens to mention me and how I'm living in the city, but fails to tell you about my new life. You decide to make me your first stop on your way home, excited that we can finally be together. What happens when you show up on my doorstep?
Cordova is a small, independent country located around the Greek islands. For many centuries, it has been known for its great dining, wine, and woman. You are the princess of this island. Your mother was your fathers first wife, and she could only bore him one daughter, you. She fell into depression due to the fact that she was not able to give him an heir, and his other wives were, so he made her a promise that when you came to age, he’d find you a suitor, and make you the Queen of Cordova. Now, you’re at the age of marriage. Your father has kept his word, and began looking for a suitor, a noble one to become King. You are known for your beauty and wisdom, making suitors by the hundreds lining up. But, there was something missing. There was no love.
I am one of the many illegitimate sons of William IV. He loved my mother, who was supposedly a famous actress, very much so he raised me in private. So I turned out to be a fairly well rounded young man and soldier. When Victoria took over the thrown she wanted nothing to do with me. She let me have my part of the wealth, but I had to follow her terms. Of course, me being at age, it was time to wed. I had heard about an exotic princess, who captured my attention, and set seas. Once I reached Cordova, I was treated like one of the kings’ son, and was loved by many. As I had royalty in my blood, the King took me in, and let me live in the castle as his adviser.
When the two of us first meet, it was an unbelievable connection. Almost love at first sight. But you already had a suitor picked out, and I was working for your father now. So would we learn how to control our intense feelings, or will we find a way to see each other?
So here are a couple settings, hopefully one of you amazing guys will see this and join!
You and I, although complete opposites, have been the best of friends since grade school. You were the rebel bad boy that got my butt out of the house and I was the good girl who talked you out of terrible ideas. We just worked. By the time high school rolled around, we were both harboring crushes on each other. Sure, we dated other people, but our feelings never changed. Fast forward to senior year. Where I have plans to move out of this small town and head to New York, you have had it pounded into your head that you're joining the Army, just like all the other men in your family. Before you're deployed for boot camp, we talk and decide that when you come back, if both of us are single, we will be together. Then something happens. I'm sitting in my dorm room when I get a hysterical call from your mother. Apparently you were moving from one base to another and drove over a landmine. Everyone in the vehicle has died. I am shell shocked and slip into a depression that leads to me physically harming myself. I cannot believe that you are gone.
Six years later: I've just graduated college and am living out my dreams in the city. I even married a classmate of mine and we have a two year old son. The man I married is wonderful, but he's not you. I still haven't gone over the loss. But what happens when you come home? It turns out that no one died that day. The vehicle blew up, but you and your fellow soldiers were taken as prisoners of war. You are finally free to go home. Your mother happens to mention me and how I'm living in the city, but fails to tell you about my new life. You decide to make me your first stop on your way home, excited that we can finally be together. What happens when you show up on my doorstep?
Cordova is a small, independent country located around the Greek islands. For many centuries, it has been known for its great dining, wine, and woman. You are the princess of this island. Your mother was your fathers first wife, and she could only bore him one daughter, you. She fell into depression due to the fact that she was not able to give him an heir, and his other wives were, so he made her a promise that when you came to age, he’d find you a suitor, and make you the Queen of Cordova. Now, you’re at the age of marriage. Your father has kept his word, and began looking for a suitor, a noble one to become King. You are known for your beauty and wisdom, making suitors by the hundreds lining up. But, there was something missing. There was no love.
I am one of the many illegitimate sons of William IV. He loved my mother, who was supposedly a famous actress, very much so he raised me in private. So I turned out to be a fairly well rounded young man and soldier. When Victoria took over the thrown she wanted nothing to do with me. She let me have my part of the wealth, but I had to follow her terms. Of course, me being at age, it was time to wed. I had heard about an exotic princess, who captured my attention, and set seas. Once I reached Cordova, I was treated like one of the kings’ son, and was loved by many. As I had royalty in my blood, the King took me in, and let me live in the castle as his adviser.
When the two of us first meet, it was an unbelievable connection. Almost love at first sight. But you already had a suitor picked out, and I was working for your father now. So would we learn how to control our intense feelings, or will we find a way to see each other?
