[align=center][font=georgia][size=24]» Johnathon Sanders
| [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:200px; height:220px; background:url(http://25.media.tumblr.com/a9e…5nk5wYKr1rdmetao1_250.gif) center;][/fancypost] | [fancypost bgcolor=grey; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; font-family: arial; font-size: 8pt; color: black; height: 220px; width: 200px; opacity: 0.70; text-align:justify] it was all well and good, the kingdom. the weather was fair, the people even fairer. the laughter of easygoing residents rang happily throughout the land, kindness in their hearts and in their smiles. conflict was minimal and acted as minor bumps in the road at best, for nothing could disturb the peace they had worked so hard to achieve. within this kingdom, muses a and b lived, happily in love and happily there for each other. though their personalities had the tendency to collide, and their families fluttered their eyes in shock at the arrival of their love, it seemed as though what little hardships they faced melted away when they kissed, and the bright became brighter in the warm seal of their embrace. times got rough. days got dark. but their love only strengthened throughout the years. but then it all fell apart. it all fell apart when a nameless foreigner happened upon the kingdom's walls. a villain. a wolf in sheep's clothing. a heartless individual who was to wreak havoc upon the peaceful land. however, due to his sneakiness and the kingdom's open nature, they gladly let the monster in. along with his skill in combat and his connections to the outside. in a heartbeat, he called upon his armies to charge into the now open kingdom. heavily armed, heavily trained warriors, which greatly outnumbered the kingdom's measly armies. the army wounded the people and their progress greatly before finally being chased away, leaving only a widowed queen and the shadow of a once glorious kingdom. that was when the civil war began. for along with this betrayal, two sides emerged. two armies. two with bright intentions, intentions to restore the kingdom to its former brilliance, but two very different ways of thinking and feeling and looking upon the tragedy. one side, the paxions, believed the ordeal was merely a fluke. they believe their kindness should not lessen, not a bit, and that one monster shouldn't have the right to demonize the millions of angels among them. pick up the pieces, and start over. same as before. same as always. while the other side, bellions, believe justice is the key to the kingdom's rise. more guards. more caution. more pain. security should be strict and strong and sure. punishment should be fierce and hold seriousness above all else. no more fooling around. no more jokes. now is now. in the chaos, by their force, the two lovers were separated in tears and in pain. muse a to the paxions, and muse b to the bellions. and now they struggle, yet fight, to keep their love alive. ( short summary: muse a and muse b were heavily attached lovers, living side by side in a peaceful, open kingdom. that is, until an unnamed villain stormed into the kingdom, cutting it down with their force and their power and leaving nobody but the now widowed queen to rule over them. the aftermath of this tragedy blossomed in the form of two sides, the bellions and the paxions. and, just like that, a civil war began to brew. now on different sides, now supposedly enemies, the two lovers must fight to remain together, fanning the flames of their love still even if it means risking their lives. ) ( go ahead and jump right in! the rules should go without saying. be advanced, follow feralfront's policies, yada-yada-yada. you may pick whichever muse you choose, however please let me know which side they ended up on somewhere in your starter, as to not lead to confusion! ) |
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[align=center][size=6pt]★ trek
