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I’m doing a christmas giveaway! A christmas theme giveaway to be exact. Which means I’ll be making the banner and background for the theme I am using on my current page. I will also be doing the colour coding for people and editing the HTML so it isn’t all crappy and stuff. All you have to do is reblog this post and follow these rules:

THE RULES

- You must be an indie roleplay blog. - You can reblog this post as many times as you like. - Likes do not count, it has to be a reblog. - You must be following this account (officerfriendlygrimes).

THE PRIZES

There will be three winners and three themes to be given out (which includes the editing of the theme, the banner and the background). I will be picking at random. The giveaway will end at 9pm London time today, which doesn’t give you that long but long enough (4 hours and a half). Good luck!

THE EXAMPLES

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Would anyone like a starter now that I'm caught up with OUAT? I can base it whenever. Like this and I'll message you and we can plot. c: I would love some canon characters to RP with too.

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The Beast looked to the little Mermaid; it was strange how she hadn't yelled back at him for what he had said. Nevertheless, he was quite relieved by it. He closed his eyes and listened to the water, listened to the fish that swam around in it, splashed about. Just when he'd assumed she would swim away and leave him be, she didn't. He opened one eye and turned his attention to her, a grunt escaping his lips. Was it not obvious that he wanted to be left alone? "No, no I don't. I live in that castle over there. Only the peasants live in the village. It's nothing but filth."

"I’ll try not to.” Admittedly, Ariel often annoyed people, mainly her sisters and random travelers. She asked too many questions, relentlessly until Ariel got her answers, and looked into other people’s business without a care. Still, his comment rubbed her in the wrong way, to a point where she had to physically force her smile back into place in order to uphold her usual cheerfulness. "You live in the village, right? It must be wonderful." Of course, talking about humans helped too. She even made an effort to hold back most of her questions.

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It hadn't taken Samael long before he noticed the female that had accompanied him by the lake. Soon, she was conversing with him and all he wanted to do was run in the opposite direction. Hide away in his castle and never show his face again. The Beast had never been good with conversing with people; he'd been better at avoiding. But he couldn't run, he'd look weak in front of the woman.

"Do you mind?" He mumbled, looking towards her. Great, now he was going to run his mouth like he always did. Why couldn't he just pretend to be nice? "I'm not in the mood to talk to you."

      Even though she had control over the wolf Red couldn’t stay in one village for very long. There were people that still hunted her. With a weary sigh she stopped at the lake front. Out here it was so serene and honestly she preferred the woods to the hustle and bustle of the villages.  She had stopped for a cool, refreshing drink when she noticed that she was not alone.

      For a moment she thought about retreating but instead the she-wolf looked over at the stranger. “It is a nice day out. One of the few left before winter sets in.”

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"Then get out of my way," he grunted, wanting to get as far away from her as possible.

"Such a pity," Megara said, suddenly irritated by the dismissal. "I just stopped caring."

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The fin was beautiful, the way the scales were all different colours. It was wonderful to see. He had to remember to control himself and focus on the fact she was there. Talking to him and being kind. Two things he was not at all used to. He wasn't entirely sure he liked it either. Samael looked away from her and towards the ocean; to think that there could be a city below the ocean caused him to shiver and feel rather ill. The unknown terrified him. That and he'd never been able to swim very well. "As long as you don't irritate me, no."

She laughed brightly, even shifting so that her tail could catch the light. It was only in moments like these, and when Ariel swam, that she could feel any sense of pride towards her scales. And even then it never ceased to amaze her that humans could be at all fascinated in her kind, when it was them who were the real wonders. “Yes.” She answered, still laughing. They often asked in fear or out of an agenda, but the humans that Ariel usually encountered were seamen, anyway. The man didn’t look like a sailor or a pirate. Nonetheless, she couldn’t be too careful. “That’s not a problem, is it?”

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Samael didn't take kindly to the females words. His quick temper was ready to explode any moment. "Are you going to insult me or do you have something worth my time?"

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"Well someones an asshole" Baelfire stated rolling her eyes. "Only because he’s gone, i hardly doubt you would steal from the dark one if he was still alive, unless your a complete fool, which im beginning to think you are"

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"Whatever," he mumbled, dismissing whatever it was she had said. He stared down at her with narrowed eyes before turning his attention to the steed he sat upon. "You're still in my way, woman."

"If you chose not to absorb the knowledge in them, they would be, but I am a scholar. I am nothing without the ability to study, and losing my texts would do nothing short of cripple me."

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A mermaid. In all his years he had never seen one before. Yet, there she was; the tail and everything. Just as beautiful as the books said they were. He was far more focused on the fact she was interrupting his peace and quiet. He stared over at her with narrowed eyes before softening up slightly. He liked knowing everything he could about the species around him, what they were capable of. He wanted to know about the Mermaids.

"You're a Mermaid," he confirmed.

The lake was one of her favourite hiding spots from her sisters. It was small enough to be ignored and more importantly, warmer than her only other option: the ocean. Its proximity to the village - and of course, the villagers and their wonderfully human lives - was just an added bonus. But in all of those few hide-worthy days, she’d never seen any of them at the lake. Never had the honor. Not until now.

"Hello?"

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Sometimes, when he wanted to escape his castle, he would make his way down to the lake near the village. A place he found to be relaxing and peaceful, away from people. He stared off into the distance and moved his hand about in the water - it was cool, not cold and not warm, cool.

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The Beast had noticed the blonde as soon as she'd walked into the Tavern. Mainly because of how unusual she looked and how she stood out from everyone else. The dull colours of clothing and wooden furniture and floorboards made her stand out. She was wearing a beautiful green, like grass in the summer, and the blonde of her hair was unlike any blonde he'd seen before. It were almost as if magic was keeping her bright. A fairy. He knew it as soon as she had made her way over to him, over to the bar he sat at. He'd only met a few in his past; they'd offered him numerous thing. A heart, compassion, love, happiness and an eternity of being kind to others. He didn't want any of it, he didn't want anything good.

It seemed everyone wanted to change him for the better. They didn't want him for the man that he was, and honestly, he didn't really blame them for it. He turned his attention to the blonde as she sat down beside him, eyeing the bottle of rum in his hands. He stared down at it and smirked slightly.

"And what exactly is in it for me, Fae?" 

Ever since she’d returned to the Enchanted Forest, the pixie seemed to be struggling with finding a place where she belonged, where she could fit it. Truth was the fairies had taken her back and she was delighted about it, yet after spending so many years on her own and without their rules, she found it quite hard to get used to it again, and she seemed to need plenty of time on her own. And rum. She’d become quite fond of it. In her darkest and loneliest times, just a sip of it could draw a smile on her bed and send her to sleep, to dream of happier times and flights above the clouds.

Unluckily, the last bottle of rum of the only tavern she’d been at had been taken by a young man, who sat by himself on a cornered table. Not wanting to substitute her drink for a beer, she decided that approaching him would be worth a chance. With a determined smile she walked towards him.

           “———Would y’mind sharin’?”

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This fairy was feisty and he could see it in her eyes. He could see the flame that burned in his own eyes and the fact that even though she was tiny, she had a voice. This made him smile; it was refreshing to meet someone that didn't obsess over magic, that wasn't entirely kind but wasn't entirely mean at the same time. But none of this took away the fact she had intruded into his castle and interrupted his quiet time. Quiet time he had 24/7.

A perked eyebrow; she was as feisty as he had assumed she would be. He had become very good at reading body language and the looks in peoples eyes. "I don't look broken to myself either, but y'know, people like to make a fuss over those that aren't praising magic and singing constant kindness." 

Fortunately, or unfortunately for him, perhaps, Tinkerbell was nothing like the fairies he’d likely encountered through the years. While she had certainly helped people, and even assisted in helping people to change their ways, she didn’t insist upon anything, and wouldn’t waste her time with someone who clearly didn’t want her help. She was far more cynical in that regard. 

She was an intruder here, and she should obey some manner of etiquette, but instead, she simply raised an eyebrow at him, saying nonchalantly, “You don’t look broken to me. Why would I waste my time?”

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"That's stupid. Books can't be a part of you. They're inanimate objects," he always saw the logic in things, never allowing his mind to be open and accepting of others thoughts.

"You don’t seem to realize why I was willing to compromise my own life for these books. They’re part of me. I’d sooner hack off a foot than sell these to you."

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The Beast narrowed his eyes at the young female, already furious with the girl. "How dare you label me with 'Princess'. I am a Prince!"

"Really could have fulled me princess." Wendy replied noticing him only tuning in when he found it convenient. 

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Samael had been on a leisurely stroll through the woods. Something he did alone because no one would ever accompany the Beast. Peering up, he noticed the woman in the tree and ignored the footsteps approaching. "What are you doing up there?"

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The sound of footsteps came closer and the more she ran, the faster they came. She was utterly trappled. Looking behind her for a brief moment she grabbed onto the nearest tree before climbing her way up, hoping to stay out of sight.

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"Right. Listening to people isn't exactly my speciality. What a shame? At least something good came out of his death; I got the castle. Well, isn't that obvious?"

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                            “If you listened to me i said was his castle. Past tense mate. He’s dead. If he wasn’t you would not be standing here before me. trust me on that.. And why are you known as the beast?!”

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It was rare that anyone would knock upon his castle door. He went out of his way to make sure people avoided both him and his home. But there was a knock nevertheless. He made his way to the door and hesitated, but soon used all his strength to open it. A fierce burst of wind hit at him, rain blowing in his face. There, a small, petite brunette stood, brave enough to knock at the Beast's door.