This is a private Group Role Play!!! If you are not Ribe, Child of Choas, Shame_, Ascadellia, Ameika, and sdgfam08.


Long ago there were five tribes that wandered the five kingdoms living in peace. Each tribe was connected to a mythical beast these beast were Reaper, Dragon, Pheonix, Kirin, and Roc. The peace was shattered when the Reaper tribe was destroyed and the state of the others was up in the air. Each of the five kingdoms, Human, Elve, Demon, Vampire, and Angelic, blame the others for the disturbance of the peace. With no answers it was the Elven King who suggested that the princes gather in his home castle before their corrination for a party and a gift for each of the princes.

There waiting for the princes in the main hall were five young boys restrained and watched by the guards. These young boys were to be given as servants to the princes but the reasons why were left a mystery. Each prince was warned that each of these boys had power but what they were varied greatly.

Quick rules though I'm sure all of us know em.
1 Don't God mod.
2 Keep it PG-13
3 No big character twists unless you give me heads up. I'm really good about letting you do want you want but please tell me so I'm not in the dark. ^_^
4 Have fun.

Okay so here's the character skeleton please pm them to me. ^_^

Character Name:
Age:
Race:
Prince or Servant:
Power: (For the servants these are either water, fire, wind,or earth the last one I'll already have taken only one servant per element)
Bio:
Appearance:
Username:

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Accepted Profiles out of us. ^_^

Character Name: Jessi Maitathil
Age: 20
Race: Human
Prince or Servant: Servant
Power: Spirit aka Death
Bio: Jessi is the sole survivor of the Reaper tribe, though the lost wasn’t too much for him. He’d already lost his parents at a young age and was passed around many different families for bad things happened around him. His tribe members believed him cursed and many wouldn’t even go near him. He had been separated from the tribe when they were murdered. Jessi didn’t see it happen but saw the results. He stayed long enough to burry the bodies of the children then left. He went into a town and was later locked up for stealing food. Though he’s had a morbid past Jessi almost never stops smiling.
Appearance: Jessi
Username: Child of Choas

Character Name: Clane Reshi
Age: 26
Race: Demon
Prince or Servant: Serevant
Power: Water
Bio: Clan is from the Dragon clan that was lost to the world. Or people thought it was lost they turn in to a traveling performive troup. The Dragon clan keep to to them self when not performing for money or shetler. Clane was captuered and taken from his home by force. He was not thrill about this but after a while of being roughly treated Clane submitted to becoming a serevant. Clane enjoy pain and looked for it he will act out just to be hit or whip or even cuffed. He like being cruely treated.
Appearance:

Username: Ribe

Originally Posted by Ameika

Character Name: Leon
Age: 19 in human years
Race: Elf
Prince or Servant: Prince
Power: ?
Bio: ? never really put to much thought it to it
Appearance:

Character Name: Cain
Age: 21
Race: pheonix
Prince or Servant: Servent
Power: Fire
Bio: No one knows because his tongue was cut out when he was really young, all they do know is that his hair turns white and his eyes turn red when he his highly angry, he may be a servent but he is better at body gaurd things, other people call his white hair red eyed counter part well Bane because he was Cain's Bane
Appearance:
Username: Ameika

Character Name: Sune Eetachi
Age: 23
Race: Human
Prince or Servant: Prince
Power: None
Bio: Eldest son of the kingdom, he was used to getting pampered but along with that he learned how to be a fair ruler. He felt privileged to be in such a nice and loving family, knowing that there were others that were not so lucky. He has a younger sister, but she was a bit more rash and hard headed than him. He's soft spoken for the most part, not really one to rush into a fight. The whole thing with the tribes was something that took Sune by surprise. He did try and get any other solution than war, since he hates any bloodshed.
Appearance:
Username: ascadellia

Originally Posted by sdgfam08

Character Name:Nicolet
Age:19
Race:Angelic
Prince or Servant: Prince
Power: Air
Bio:He has always been small in stature, but when he talks people listen. He only talks when it is necessary. Nicolet always gets mistaken for a girl... It dos not help that most of his cloths do look like girls cloths. He can't help to that his parents gave him a girls name. He wasn't quite sure of the reason to come here, his father said it was for the kingdom. It was in that choice that he desisted to join the other princes. It wasn't till a few months ago that he found out he was part of the Roc clan. He was shocked as he looked at his small body in the mirror.
Appearance:Nicolet
Username:sdgfam08

Originally Posted by Shame_

Character Name: Intau
Age: 17
Race: Demon
Prince or Servant: Prince
Power: Shadows
Bio: Had a crazy father that liked to call himself the king of darkness. Doesn't get along with his sister or his father but is devoted to his mother. He strives to make his father happy, but has failed which has caused him to be a bitter teen.
Appearance:
Intau
Username: Shame_

Originally Posted by sdgfam08

Character Name:Logan
Age:24
Race:human
Prince or Servant: Servant
Power:Earth
Bio: His family had been cursed for the seed of mother earth. She had given them her power, but she knew that it was to much for them. The story goes like this... Logan great great Grandfather found mother earth in one of her gardens. Her beauty surpassed all known to man, he swore that she would one day be his. Dear mother earth let him into her garden, and told him that he could never leave. He took some of her power and left. She let him take the power know that he would die when his first son was born. This curse was passed down threw out his family.
Appearance:Logen
Username: sdgfam08

Character Name: Vasilios
Age: 23
Race: Vampire
Prince or Servant: Prince
Power: Psychic, aka Telekenetic, Telepathic, Mind Domination on weaker beings.
Bio: Vasilios is one of the few born vampires and can be quite condiscending. Vasilios is a well versed in history and other academics, just as he is with politics. Vasilios isn't trained in any sort of melee combat see it pointless. He much preferred to manipulate those who would apose him by finding out their deepest secrets and exposing them. Vasilios believes that a sharp mind is all anyone needs and his is the sharpest. Vasilios wasn't thrilled when his mother requested him go to anothers kingdom, after all it meant he'd have to behave.
Appearance: Vasilios
Username:Child Of Choas

Originally Posted by Shame_

Character Name: Ashlinn Numek
Age: 19
Race:
Prince or Servant: Servant
Power:Wind
Bio: Ran away from home, then became a prostitute.
Appearance: Ashlinn
Username: Shame_

The Palace was a glittering jewel against the sunset sky. The stone that the castle was built from was the finest white marble any had seen. The trim and statues were gold figures that gleamed in the setting sun. The inside wasn't much different from the outside. The polished stone floor reflected the torch light and casted many shadows. The walls were lined with paintings and decore all of great worth. In the main hall where the princely guest were being ushered to stood several guards and the Elven King. There were servants waiting for each of the princes, and each could chose whom he took.

One of the boys that was to be a servant of a prince hand his arms and hands bound in front of him with a silver cord. The cord was most definitely magical and stopped the boy from using his powers to just slip away. Jessi truly thought that this was over board for punishment. After all, he'd just stolen some food. Under other circumstances he might have talked with his captors but now was a time to watch and listen. He had seen elves before but never thought their castle would be so grand. He had to admire it even if he was a prisoner in it. Bored out of his mind he let out a loud yawn, crinkling his forehead and the cross scar in the middle of it.

Clane was waiting in the room with the other severants and the king. He was bond in bariwire all over his his body. Even with his shirt and pants on you could see the wire lines. His shirt was short sleeved and the wires went in between fingers. He worn no shore but the wires were wraped around his feet like sandles. His throat and ears princings could easily be seen by all. His hands were tied with shattles in back of him. The chains were thick and hard to break The cuffs chain was linked to the wall and he also had cuffs on his ankles that connected to the chains on his wirst. Clane seem to have many bruises on his faces and arms from what people could see of his body. There was a gag in the boy mouth but over all even with all of his restaintes he seem happy about it as he watched what was going on.

Nicolet watch as the servants were brought in. He was running a little late as he walked into the hall. He looked at the other princes and sweetly smiled. These men looked noble, even the servants looked noble. He was at a lose for words. He desisted that he wouldn't make a big deal of himself just yet. He was hoping that no one would call him a girl. So many time people called him that. You would think he would be use to it it by now, but he wasn't. The last person to call him that died by his angelic hand. He smiled remembering the first time he killed.

Vasilios hadn't been the first to arrive to this farse but he wasn't the last either. Though he held much distain for the event and even being he hid his feelings away for now. He said he would be polite and respectful so for now he would be. The cloak he wear was still up as the sun was. The acursed star of the day was the bain to any vampire who wasn't older then his mother, and there was none. The young boys before them did little to amuse him, though there wer two to his liking. It was no secret that he was gay and he was sure most of the other princes' were too. Though he would never have to worry about needing a girl for an heir. He could just turn some soul and claim them as his heir. Vasilios began to tap his foot on the floor wondering when someone would say something. It would be ever so amusing if the first to speak was one of the boys they were going to be given. Oh yes he did hope it was one of them, after all Vasilios did have a minor sadistic side to him.

"This is Bull!"

The young prince definitely was not happy about being where he was. His mother had woken him up early, and told him he'd be off to a new place that morning. Luckily, his sister wasn't sent with him, which he greatly enjoyed since he was tired of babysitting his horrid twin, but still the thought of going to a new place alone annoyed him. He had been dropped off at the lavish palace, and he stood where he was sent, arms crossed. He looked around at other royal's around him. No one spoke, and he hated silence.

Sune watched carefully, noticing some of the servants as they were brought in. He was standing close to one of the walls since he didn't feel too comfortable yet. He had been told to come here for a gift, so he'd come as it was his duty. He brushed his brown hair away from his face. Maybe his sister should have come here. He wasn't much for wanting a new servant, or slave. It was almost daunting to him. He felt like he was the only human being there. And he most likely was. The Elven kingdom was rather beautiful, in it's way. He would hate for it's pure white walls to be stained with blood. He winced at the image he had gotten. It was really quiet, but he didn't really know how to break the ice. It seemed most of the princes were there. All but two, maybe that's why they weren't talking. Even the servants were quiet which was odd.

Cain the last of the slaves to come in, he was different from the others, only haveing a silver collar around his neck, no one was really near him as he walked like he owned the place, standing off from the other slaves, he didn't sit and none of the gaurds messed with him just made sure he could be seen and was near the rest. His violet eyes scanned over the princes, not looking down or away as he met each and everyone of thier gazes, when he got to Sune, his eyes locked on him, taking him in more then he had done the others, that was when he sat down, bowing his head and actting as if he had always been a slave.

The teal eyed, elven prince came storminginto the room, his father behind him, it was clear that they were argueing about something even though no one can tell with thier hushed whispers, just thier body language said that they were angry with each other. "I don't care!!!!" he yelled at his father before he turnned to join the other princes, it was clear that he was in a bad mood, he didn't even give the slaves or servents a second look as he stood there burnning a hole in the wall with his gaze as he waitted for everything to be done and over with.

Sune blinked, raising an eyebrow once the other prince had come in. He seemed to be the elven prince. He had to stifle a chuckle, since it seemed there were two very angry princes. Maybe they hated being woken up so early. He looked at the last servant that had come in, tilting his head. Doesn't look much like a servant. he thought to himself. He acted like he was a prince himself. He smiled a little, giving him a small nod in hello. He fixed his shirt before he sighed. "Um.. So how is this going to work?" he asked, blinking a little at the others. He didn't like dwelling on things too much, and this was slightly uncomfortable for him.

Logan walked with the guards. He looked down at the silver chain that bound his hands. He knew he could get threw them, for you see this chain was of the earth at one time. Logan was a person who loved to please people though now he wasn't sure what he was. It had only been a week since the fatld accident. He was put into slavery because of that accident that killed a few people when his power manifested. He didn't mean to kill anyone, in fact he was sleeping when it happened. The people he killed at been his two little brothers and his mother. When the guards found him he was holding his youngest brother. Tears streaming down his face.

He looked up at the guard, "I didn't mean to..." he said softly. It was all flashing back now. He fell to the ground as the pain of the lose of his family. He let out a waling cry. Logan's eyes filled with tear yet again. The guard pulled the chains and put him in the line with the other slave. He was curled up on the ground, not caring what he looked like. He wanted to go home. He wanted to see him mother... never again would he be free... never again would he see the one's love.

It was the royal advisor who cleared his throat and spoke to answer the question. "Well to answer what is to happen now, all of you shall take one of these boys. It is the gift offered to each of you. Then we have prepared a dinner for you. The following Morn I will talk with you all about your corinations." The advisor said. It was his job to speak for the king when his regal voice wasn't needed. "As for an order we will start with our own prince, then Sune, Nicolet, Intua and Vasilios."

Vasilios snorted at the order. He didn't care what happened but he would have much rather argued and had the decision reached between him and the others. It also disapointed Vasilios that it wasn't a servant to speak first but another prince. Though one servant let out a soft whisper it wasn't enough to impress the vampire prince.

Jessi brust out laughing when the guy in fancy clothes stopped talking. This was a great joke. Really giving him to some rich kid because he stole food that was a good joke. "Okay haha, now really why I am here. I just got caught stealing can't this be handled by the villager?" Jessi chuckled. "Hey, HEY! That's sharp poke someone else with it." Jessi said to the guard that had raised his sword at him. The situation was starting to lose its sense of humor and fast.

Home wasn't home anymore. Mom was a whore, and dad was a drunk. The typical poor family. It didn't use to be that way. They used to be happy. But then they had another child, and couldn't afford anymore, so things happened. Next thing he knew he was being forced to sit there and be touched by weird men. He couldn't take it. But when he ran away, he fell back into his mother's footsteps.

Now he was a nineteen year old prostitute, and not being caught was one of his top priorities. Alas, he was captured. Now he was in a weird room, tied up, with others like him, it seemed. With a toss of his bi-colored hair, the mink eyed man looked around, seeing nobles lined before him. Two spoke, and then a man, nay, an elf, came out and said the prince's had the ability to choose whom he wanted as a servant.

This was so not on his agenda...

"This is practically kidnapping!" he said, annoyed. He wiggled against his binds, gnawing on them. Just because he did a little prostitution, didn't merit them to use him for whatever they want. It was unusual!

(wow when I was at work this realyl moved.)

Clane had been trying to speak but the gag in his mouth kept him from speaking. He had been fighting with his chains still trying to get out of them. He like it when the guard who was standing near him kept wacking his back with a halt of his sword to get him to shut up and bestill. Clane watched the other princes walk in and was smirking. He wonder who he would end up with he hope if any thing he wasn't some one who could not contorl him. He know very well he would escape if the prince was to weak to keep him beated down. The more he was hit the happier this severent seem to be and kept trying to act up the best he coudl with all of his cuffs and chains on him.

Vasilios felt a small smirk cross his lips at the newest little servant. The bi color hair was interesting but his out burst was more interesting. It was amusing that this one thought he could oppose what was going to happen. Vasilios didn't care that he seemed to be the only prince who was looking forward to claiming one of these boys as his servant. Ah yes not only would they prove useful but a constant snack sound very... appetizing to say the least.

Sune looked somewhat surprised at the outburts. It seemed that some of the males didn't even realize they were going to be given to the princes. He had to wonder where they had gotten them. He was a little happy that he could go second to pick the help. Running a hand through his hair before closing his eyes, he gave a soft sigh. He knew he couldn't pick anyone out of pity. He'd done that before. What he needed was someone reliable. Already, he eliminated some of the boys. One of them just scared him. The others seemed too soft to really handle the servant life, or too unruly. Not cooperative enough even. He glanced toward the elven prince, waiting for him to make his choice.

The guard looked down at him. "Get up." he said as he poked him with the edge of his spear. "Get up now. It was at that point Logan looked up at the guard with a smile. "Did thy not tell you? I have the power of the earth." he said softly as the chains melted off his hands, and he held up his free hands.. He stood up and looked at the guards. "Don't worry I'm not going anywhere." he said as his eyes softly glowed red. He held his hand behind his back. "Next time use magic chains." he said as a small laugh escaped out of his mouth. There was no sign of the tears that once were there. Logan remembered his mother telling him of the mental disorder his family suffered from. He had one of the strongest cases of split personality disorder. Though not many people could tell.

Leon just snortted and rolled his eyes as he listened to everything, personally he didn't care who he got so when the teif spoke up his, teal glare landed on the boy and bore into him, he walked over, grabbing the silver cord to yank him up towards him. "You are dirt....and you will learn that." he pratically hissed at the boy before his eyes turnned to the one that had broken from his chains, which made him pissed even more. He didn't say anything to that man as he still had a hold of the silver cord. basically dragging the boy with him as he moved away frfom the other servents, basically choosing him as his own.

Cain had liftted his head up watching the commotions before he stood up and walked over to the creature who had meltted his chains, placing a warm hand on the man's shoulder as if he was telling him to calm down. You see Cain can't talk at all it is physically impossible for him to do so but his actions spoke a lot, which was clear by how he was trying to get Logan to stay his place.

Sune blinked and frowned at what Leon said. That wasn't the way to say things. He seemed kind of mean, so that just made him feel sorry for the boy. He rubbed his forehead slightly wearily before he walked up to the men and looked over them. He had watched as the male melted the chains in interest, never really been one to pass up seeing someone use their powers. It was something he'd envied sometimes. He saw the other male with the purple hair stand up and he blinked. He gave a small shrug before he sighed and walked over to him. He was one of the few that seemed to be reliable, and he needed someone to sort of protect him. His sister had told him to get someone like that. He'd never been one for killing another. "Um.. I pick you." he said, looking at him in question, almost as if asking if that'd be fine. Of course he kept it hidden from the others. Last thing he needed was to seem so soft.

Jessi stumbled forth as the cord was yanked and a startled sound broke from his throat. He couldn't understand why this guy was glaring at him like he'd stolen the last piece of chocolate from him or something. There was a bit of surprised held on Jessi's face when he was called dirt. Jessi was the type to where his heart on his sleeve and he rarely tried to hide how he felt. It was a waste of time and engery but hey right now he had to make a couple comments.

"I'm not dirt. I'm clearly human... I maybe a sucker, mostly for kids but definately not dirt." There was a humorous smile on his lips as he was dragged back with the guy. "So um I am still kinda confused on stuff since all I did was attempt to steal some food. I didn't think a crime of theft got this much attention." Jessi pointed out still musing on why he was here for his crime. He wasn't so stupid that he didn't realise his new position but he still wanted answers. He also wanted to ask if the silver cord could be removed it was bitting into his skin and he was worried about it ruining his ink. Jessi had many tattoos, and only four of them were showing in anyway. They were there mostly to cover up scars he'd gotten over the years. He also wanted the cord off so he could get a shirt that would cover him more. Jessi hated being nude or exposed even a little he just wasn't comfortable with it.

Cain looked at the prince that had spoken to him, he got a slightly confused look on his face, he pointed to him self as if to ask if he was talking to him, once it was confirmed that the prince was in deed talking to him, he nodded his head and moved around Logan and closer to Sune, bowing his head slightly to him as he moved behind him, sticking close to him like abody guard as he followed his prince, he was indeed a weird servant.

Leon looked down at his new servant, he had an almost disgusted look on his face as the boy kept talking when he wasn’t suppose to, which made him want to do something mean to him. “You are hear because my father choose you as a gift for one of us princes. It doesn‘t matter what you have done you’re my servant and you are DIRT!!!!” he yelled the last part as he kicked his new servant onto the ground, pulling on the silver cord as he kept his heavily booted foot on the man’s back, growling as he continued to hurt him and force him to know his place before he shoved him away with distaste.

Sune almost nodded and blinked up at Cain. He was rather obedient. Something that was a very good thing. He had to wonder why the man hadn't spoken or anything, but maybe it was because he couldn't. Walking back to his corner in the wall, he glanced over to Leon again. His expression was emotionless, but of course, he almost wished he could say something. He couldn't do anything, since he was in the prince's kingdom. They were just guests. He almost sighed, looking up at Cain. "What's your name?" he asked.

Jessi didn't mind the anger in the others voice as the explaination was give. The sudden pain in from the kick dropped him to the ground with a yelp. He hadn't expected the violance and he didn't exactly like or a high tolerance for pain. Jessi yelped again and his eyes started to water as the prince stepped on his sensitive back. His back was where most of his scars were and the scar tissue was very sensitive. As the shock began to wane it gave when to anger and seriousness. Jessi squeezed his arm under him and began to push up with all his might. He may have been on the skinny side but he was pretty strong.

Jessi ignored the bit of the silver cord as he lifted his head. His eyes burned with anger and he didn't care that his powers were supressed for he rarely used them anyways. "I... am not dirt." Jessi growled out trying to lift himself up onto all fours. His happier demenor was replaced by a serious one and he wasn't going to back down know. "I may not be much but I am not dirt." Jessi stated louder, loud enough for other to hear.

Vasilios had raised an eyebrow at the commotion. He had been slightly amused it the sudden switch of the white haired boys personality and the destruction of his own chains did intrigue the vampire a little. He was glad when the first two princes picked their servants. It was not to strange to see the two extremes in the servants that had been choosen. He also started to gain a new respect for the Elven prince as he stuck out at the servant. Ah yes the elven prince may be more like himself then he would have thought.

Nicolet smiled as he found it was his turn. He wasn't sure what he wanted till he spotted the man that was bound by wires. He walked up to him and gently touched his nose. "I want you." he said with almost a giggle. He was very playful and wanted some one who was a bit of a tough guy. "What is your name?" He asked with a big grin.

Logan calmed down at the servant touch. He wasn't sure how or why. Logan just felt like it was necessary to calm down. He looked around and made eye contact with a prince that was looking at him. He was breathing a bit hard as he smiled and ran a hand threw his hair. He lead against the wall and quickly looked away. He just wanted out.

Alas, it was the demon prince's time to choose. It was between the man with the white hair, and the one with the hair practically his color. Pale fingers pushed through gradient teal to red locks as he sighed. He honestly had no idea who he wanted, and he almost thought about giving the last prince first pick.

Getting it over with, he waved a hand in a nonchalant manner. "You. Earth. Here." he said. Of course, he wasn't looking in his direction but at the other Prince, so hopefully he knew he was being spoken to, for his sake. Intau was not in a pleasant mood that morning and wasn't up for shit.

The last servant wasn't even paying attention to his surroundings. He felt more like a fox in a cage, rabid and wanting out. He was more focused on chewing his way through the leather chords that had him bound. They were so cheap that they had to use necklace chords to keep him contained. The bit into his flesh and he didn't like it. Though there was one time in his job where the buyer was the kinkiest bugger he had ever had to service, and liked this kind of thing.

Ashlinn did look up finally, since he felt that there was no longer anyone near him. He was the last, and, most likely unwanted. This hurt his pride a little. For him, life was always a game of ball where he has to be lined up and pray he is the first to get picked, or he'd make no money. Now he was the last.
Bugger.

Vasilios grinned and let his fangs show. He was glad that one of his first choices was left. Vasilios unfolded his arms and stepped forward to the last servant. "I do believe this makes you mine." Vasilios said. His voice was very deep and smooth and dripped with a regal pride. "I will be your lord and you will call me such young one. Or you may call me lord Vasilios." Vasilios intructed to the bi-colored hair boy. Cold fingers reached up and stroked the cheek of the boy. "You are a pretty one aren't you." Vasilios smiled showing his fangs. Vasilios's pale yellow dragged over the boy enjoying the sight. With his other hand Vasilios grabbed the arm of the boy and pulled gently leading him back to where he'd been standing originally.

The advisor had watched each of the princes' make his choice. "Ah yes I'm glad everyone has found someone, now there are rooms that have been prepared down the left hall for each of you and your servant. In a bit dinner will be ready for all and you will be left to dicuses anything you wish with out anyone else presents." The advisor said taking his leave from the area.