This RP is a companion to the Overworld universe. The main RP can be seen here, and the sign-ups here. The main RP is in its closing stages and not accepting new players, though I am accepting guest characters to enter for this holiday special. If you are interesting in bringing a character, please visit the sign-ups and create a character sheet. : )
The rules for this Christmas special are as follows:
1) No controlling other people's characters
2) Keep things PG-13
3) Be respectful to the other players and their wishes
4) KH13 requires RP posts to consist of at least five lines to be a true RP post. While I am fine with a short post here and there, don't make it a habit of creating one-liners. I would like this thread to be RP-material to be kept in this section, but if we have too many short posts this thread will have to go into random. I'd rather this not happen, so let's try to stick close to five-line posts if possible, please.
This RP is meant to be fun and a parody/spinoff to Overworld. It is not canon to the actual story and the characters are meant to be random/sometimes be OOC. Deceased characters have been revived, and both friends and foe will be dining at the same table without trying to kill one another. OP characters are fine.
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"Your Highness, are you certain?" A wizened old fey glanced at the queen over his spectacles, wrinkling his nose at the guest list. "This is a lot of people, and with our recent expenditures with the World Below and housing countless humans . . . ."
"We will make it work," Queen Shiva interjected. "They are our guests, and it is Christmas. I want everyone together, and I would like everyone to have a good time."
The elder man swallowed hard and nodded, his eyes widening at a name upon the list. "Why, you would even invite the black witch . . . !"
At this the queen sighed and rose from her throne, her festive turquoise dress shimmering in the late sunlight cast from the nearby window. "That will be all. Please make the necessary preparations, and tell my son that he is to give a speech to his future people."
"R-right, yes, yes, of course, Your Highness." And with that the man departed, buzzing off in search of Prince Jynn, the heir to the throne.
This RP is a companion to the Overworld universe. The main RP can be seen here, and the sign-ups here. The main RP is in its closing stages and not accepting new players, though I am accepting guest characters to enter for this holiday special. If you are interesting in bringing a character, please visit the sign-ups and create a character sheet. : )
The rules for this Christmas special are as follows:
1) No controlling other people's characters
2) Keep things PG-13
3) Be respectful to the other players and their wishes
4) KH13 requires RP posts to consist of at least five lines to be a true RP post. While I am fine with a short post here and there, don't make it a habit of creating one-liners. I would like this thread to be RP-material to be kept in this section, but if we have too many short posts this thread will have to go into random. I'd rather this not happen, so let's try to stick close to five-line posts if possible, please.
This RP is meant to be fun and a parody/spinoff to Overworld. It is not canon to the actual story and the characters are meant to be random/sometimes be OOC. Deceased characters have been revived, and both friends and foe will be dining at the same table without trying to kill one another. OP characters are fine.
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"Your Highness, are you certain?" A wizened old fey glanced at the queen over his spectacles, wrinkling his nose at the guest list. "This is a lot of people, and with our recent expenditures with the World Below and housing countless humans . . . ."
"We will make it work," Queen Shiva interjected. "They are our guests, and it is Christmas. I want everyone together, and I would like everyone to have a good time."
The elder man swallowed hard and nodded, his eyes widening at a name upon the list. "Why, you would even invite the black witch . . . !"
At this the queen sighed and rose from her throne, her festive turquoise dress shimmering in the late sunlight cast from the nearby window. "That will be all. Please make the necessary preparations, and tell my son that he is to give a speech to his future people."
"R-right, yes, yes, of course, Your Highness." And with that the man departed, buzzing off in search of Prince Jynn, the heir to the throne.