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PLOT

This story is about a princess that loved to sneak away and go on crazy adventures. She would sometimes clime rocks ride her horse or go off and find the town boy and sit and watch him. But one day she left wearing the necklace that her mom gave her. Unaware she went on, when she came home later her mother asked her to bring it to her so she could clean it. She franticly looked around her room but told her mom she most have misplaced it. Then quietly shut the door and jumped out the window. She went all over where she had gone that night but could not find it; she just stopped and started crying she did not know what to do. When her crush came up to her (The town boy) and asked her what’s wrong she told him then he goes off to help her find it and on their journey they slowly fall in love.

RULES

1. NO cursing no one needs to read that.
2. Please no random thoughts.
3. Try to write often no one wants to wait.
4. Please try to write at least 4 lines you can add on to thoughts or add expressions.
5. Try to spell everything right so people know what it is your trying to say I know I’m not the best speller but i'll try harder if you do.
6. And finally have fun with it if you enjoy your self while writing you will be able to tell in your writing.

BIOGRAPHY FORUM

Full Name -
Age -
Gender -
Crush -
W/T/A -
Personality -
History - (W- What/T- They/A-Are)
Discription -

CHARECTERS

The King -
The Queen -
Sammie - Me
The Town Boy - You Can Name
The Best Friend -You Can Name


1. Sammie
Full Name - Samantha (Sammie) McQuillen
Age - 14
Gender - Female
Crush - The town boy she watches
W/T/A - The Princess
Personality - She is a teen she just wants to be a regular girl but she does like the special treatment she gets being the princess. She is in love with a town boy but she knows she will never get to be with him because her father only likes the boys from the royal families. This being so no one knows she likes him but her best friend who is also a princess.
History - She is know for sneaking off with her best friend has only got into a little trouble and she is over all a sweet girl.
Discription - She has long stright blonde hair she is tall for her age she trys not to wear dresses she hates them and she never wears her crown. She always has on the locket her dad gave her with a picture of her and her dad in it. She has beatuiful blue eye that make you melt at the sight of them.

I suggest you browse through some of the other roleplays on this forum to get a better understanding of how to properly post a roleplay. You have a plot, but you also need a character biography form for other members to fill out and that you also need to fill out with your own character.

Also, please reread posts before submitting them. There are quite a few typos in your post that could easily be fixed with a reread and a few edits.

But I really don't think this type of rp is appropriate for this site, which is kid-friendly. This type of story seems to be leading to heavy romance and heavy violence, which are against the rules. You should have a good read through of the RP Rules, the RP Guides, and my RP Guide.

.:* The Town Boy *:.
Full Name - Jeremy Vincent Wolfe
Age - 15 years old
Gender - Male
Crush - Secretly, Sammi
W/T/A - The Town Boy
Personality - Jeremy is a very high strung and active young lad with a strong knack for adventure and fun. He is a thrill seeker and loves to be around his friends, especially Sammi. Though he is unaware that she stalks him on a regular. Jeremy is very kind and loving too, with a very sweet and affectionate personality towards his parents or to his best friends. This young boy is very street smart and skilled a bit better than the other boys. He likes animals and likes to spend his time in the forests.
History - Jeremy grew up in not a very rich family, being the only child since his little sister died at birth. Growing up Jeremy was taught the proper manners to meet people and act a bit like royalty, even though he was far from it. Jeremy's parents home schooled him, teaching him how to ride horses and fight at a young age. Just incase he wanted to go off to war at a certain age. Though it was all great fun for him Jeremy didn't like the thought of fighting against other people, instead he wanted to write books of fantasy and traveling into a different realm. Just dreams. By the time Jeremy was 10 years old his father had given him his favorite knife, shortly before he passed away. Leaving Jeremy to be the man of the house at a young age. Since his father's death Jeremy has been a bit more rebellious and reserved, more likely to keep to himself than to be hanging out with a big group of the other kids in town. By 14 he had successfully worked for a year and got his own horse, a beautiful stallion named Zorro.
Description - Jeremy is a fair skinned lad with beautiful hazel eyes. His hair is a dark brown color, almost black. He has a heart shaped face and his hair is a bit longer. Jeremy has a light freckles on his cheeks and over his nose a bit. He is about 5"9 in height and weighs about 126 pounds, being slender with long legs. Jeremy has a six pack under the clothes he normally wears and he doesn't wear any type of jewelry. His knife is kept in his left boot so he can get to it easily when needed. His usual clothes are regular torn skinny jeans and a nice plaid button down shirt with a grey v-neck underneath.
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"But sammie what if we get caught''. Amy said but i wasnt listening i was just sitting in a tree behind the old barn the one i always sit in. Stareing acrossed the feild at the most beatutiful boy i ever saw. His hazel eyes were no match to me, they made me feel like he was reading my soul. But he would hear us if Amy wouldn't shut up. She doesn't like to take risks she says that one day we'll get caught. I dont listen because i like looking at Jeremy he probably doesn't know i'm alive though. I haven't really had i full conversation with him since i was like eight.

I worked quietly at my usual job, inside the barn of an old man who hired me last summer. I did the usual for him. Help feed the animals, muck the stalls, give horses their hay, groom the horses and simply be there for company. I continued to stay busy for a few more minutes before stepping out of the barn again, clutching a cold bottle of water in my left hand. As I eased down onto a bail of hay just outside the door I could hear faint talking of a girl, looking around curiously but seeing nobody. I shrugged my shoulders and took a sip of the water, the sun beating down hard on my face. I had a black sleeveless T-Shirt on with some dark blue faded skinny jeans, a hole separating the fabric just above my right knee. My shoes were black and white converses. Sweat beaded at my brow and some dripped and rolled from my hair down my face. It was too hot to work today but it had to be done.

I had been sitting there for awhile when Amy then remeinded me that we had that fancy dinner to go to. My mom had been planing this thing for a month now and i know i would be in some seres stuff if i was'nt there. I jumped down from the tree scrapeing my leg as i did but there was no time to pitty myself. We race down to where we had hide the horses, Amy jumped on her's she was tallier and more experenced then me. Once i finally got myself on my horse Amy then pointed out the long streem of blood coming from my leg. It had ran down my leg stained my dress and sliped into my boots. I told her it was nothing even know it was so pain full it felt like someone was burning my leg. We road back climed up the sideing of the house went through my window. We started to freak as we tried to get cleaned up and changed.

I heard some rustling and some horses off in the distance, curious as to what the sounds were and who was making them. I had just got to my feet when the farmer called me back inside the barn, telling me that I needed to get Raven, a high strung mare, out into the pasture with everyone else. He wasn't strong enough to hold her, but I was. I grabbed the lead off the hook and clipped it to her halter, opening the door only to have her gallop happily in all different directions. I pulled back hard and grabbed the halter, "Easy." I ordered, continuing to walk the bouncing horse outside and into the pasture. Once she was inside I unclipped her and watched as the beautiful Friesian mare ran happily through the medium length grass in the open field, surrounded by a white fence.

We could hear my mother walking up the stairs, we rushed to finishing. Amy rushed to brush the twigs from my hair. When my mother came in we where both basically done but when we sat down to put our shoes on she saw my bloody leg. She said "clean that up before someone see's". She rushes to shut the door i grab a rag and wipe my leg, jup up and we are off down the stairs. My mother is standing at the door with her friend and her husband my dad and their son. When we get down the stairs my dad takes me by the arm and introduce me to Willam more like present. I could hear Amy giggling in the background, I have a feeling that tonight is going to be a long night.