ChamaH chorgh - The Tough Princess

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[This is Princess Rosamund, daughter of the King and Queen Who Weren't Very Good At It. Her father instilled in her the need to regain the kingdom by marrying a prince. But she wasn't going to go the normal route of getting cursed by a bad fairy, nope! She'll be getting her prince her own way, thank you!

By scouring the country for princes that need rescuing be it from dragon, giant worm, ogre or witch.

She's patting the end of her hair to keep them from smoking. Dragons, eh? She looks dissatisfied.]

Another dud. What's a princess to do to get a proper prince for a change?


[OOC: Ok, I'm feeling pretty rotten right now, so forgive any slowness on my part, please. I just wanted to get this up so I don't miss port. Feel free to respond if I organised plot, and I'll tag or backtag when I'm able. For my other characters (Omega, Slater and Seven of Nine) feel free to message me.]

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Feel free to refuse to rescue this total wimp

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[Bertie answers. He's fallen off the Barge and is dressed like an 18th century fop. He's posting from some dank, dark room.]

What ho, and all that.

I say, if you're looking for a prince, than look no further, for my father was a king, and my mother was a queen and that makes me a certified prince. I can show you my credentials if you like. [He reaches into his waistcoat to pull out his breeding papers and Certificate of Royalty.]

I'd love to chat more, your Highness, but I'm in a bit of a rum stitch with a witch. Or it might have been a goblin. Anyway, it was definitely green. I don't suppose you could see your way to doing a spot of rescuing?

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[Rosamund sighs.] Right, where are you.

[what_ho_jeeves]

Well, I'm in a... [He looks around.] ...a room. Yes, definitely a room. A dark room. Underground, perhaps?

[general-chang.livejournal.com]

[Impatient.] Where were you before the kidnapping?

[what_ho_jeeves]

Oh. Right. I was traipsing through the Rainbow Meadow picking flowers and singing a sprightly tune.

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Right. I'll see what I can do.