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Hey, can y’all rb this if it’s okay to send you messages asking about your ocs, cause on god I wanna interact with y’all but I am terrified of being annoying lol

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Okay thanks to my good friend chaos I've made up my mind, imma revive a old oc n' make a new starter and im gonna take it slow.

This is Maddie, mid 20s, he/em/they pronouns. Accidental cult starter/member. Chill but kinda peppy, charming personality.

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God I want to make another rp starter so bad but I know that I'll just get burt out by like the 5th reply and I'll never reply again. N' I don't want that to happen but eeeehhh!!

Maybe I should make a new oc give em some personality and go from there? Idk..

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Dice blushed; "o-of course prince lunaris, it is a honor to be by your side." He ducked his head, attempting to hide his flushed face.

His brain felt fried from the affection, his instincts screamed at him to lean in and embrace the attention but his rigorous training had him stuck stock still; eyes locked on the sheets tracing the pattern over and over, falling back into the old habit of chewing on his lower lip.

Sharp teeth digging into scarred tissue as his thoughts pulled him into his own head.

Dice waltzed through the streets, head high, posture straight. Even if he was stripped of his knights guard duty he couldn't stop the habit of holding himself such'a way.

Bare of his usual attire, dressed in a simple blouse that laced up in the front and grey wool pants held up by leather suspenders; his horns painfully sawed down practically to the root ta' show his place out of the guard.

He stopped at a market stall, skarlet red eyes glancing over the furs on display.

@xxsewer-gremlinxx

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Dice's nose twitched as the sound of voices flittered past his ears. Raising his head he rubbed the sleep from his eyes; "y-your majesty!" He straightened up, the coat placed on his shoulders slipped and pooled around his hips.

Dice waltzed through the streets, head high, posture straight. Even if he was stripped of his knights guard duty he couldn't stop the habit of holding himself such'a way.

Bare of his usual attire, dressed in a simple blouse that laced up in the front and grey wool pants held up by leather suspenders; his horns painfully sawed down practically to the root ta' show his place out of the guard.

He stopped at a market stall, skarlet red eyes glancing over the furs on display.

@xxsewer-gremlinxx

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Slumped against the cobbled brick wall of the town tavern dice rubbed his face, flinching when his fingers brushed against the, sliced down practically to the root, nubs that used to be his horns.

A pained shudder ran through his body as he recoiled, softly gasping before slapping a hand over his mouth. Eyes darting to the opening of the alley way as the sound of clicking boots echoed through.

@vampiremoney-ag47

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Dice's nose twitched an ears flicked at the puff of air, flushing a darker midnight color at the closeness of their faces.

Tugging the sheets back up higher he tucked the prince in; brushing lunaris' hair out of his face before he turned and dragged his chair to the bedside. Seating himself down he slumped, relaxing his tence muscles and rested his head on the edge of the bed.

Dice waltzed through the streets, head high, posture straight. Even if he was stripped of his knights guard duty he couldn't stop the habit of holding himself such'a way.

Bare of his usual attire, dressed in a simple blouse that laced up in the front and grey wool pants held up by leather suspenders; his horns painfully sawed down practically to the root ta' show his place out of the guard.

He stopped at a market stall, skarlet red eyes glancing over the furs on display.

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Standing up, back ram rod straight in his slight panic, immediately at the younger males side.

"Your grace, oh thank the gods! Are you alright; do you need anything, are you in any pain?" Rapid fire questions left dice's lips before he could quell them.

Gently grasping the hand held out to him and pulling it to his chest; fingers subconsciously pressing against his pulse point.

Dice waltzed through the streets, head high, posture straight. Even if he was stripped of his knights guard duty he couldn't stop the habit of holding himself such'a way.

Bare of his usual attire, dressed in a simple blouse that laced up in the front and grey wool pants held up by leather suspenders; his horns painfully sawed down practically to the root ta' show his place out of the guard.

He stopped at a market stall, skarlet red eyes glancing over the furs on display.

@xxsewer-gremlinxx

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Dice was quick to rush after lunaris, seeing the tavern maid strike him and his plummet into the water sent a spike of fear in their blood.

Diving in the water he swam to the prince, wrapping him in his embrace before guiding them both to the surface. Clambering out of the water and sprinting to the castle infirmary.

Dice waltzed through the streets, head high, posture straight. Even if he was stripped of his knights guard duty he couldn't stop the habit of holding himself such'a way.

Bare of his usual attire, dressed in a simple blouse that laced up in the front and grey wool pants held up by leather suspenders; his horns painfully sawed down practically to the root ta' show his place out of the guard.

He stopped at a market stall, skarlet red eyes glancing over the furs on display.

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Dice glanced at the woman, shooting her a slight apologetic look before turning back only for the prince to be gone.

Perking up his ears he looked around; 'he couldn't of gotten far.' walking forward his ears flicked as they search for any noise, head snapping to the left as a slight creaking noise came from a hay cart. Peeking at the hay that had fallen out of the cart and littered the ground dice tilted his head.

"Your majesty please get out from there, I'm sure your father won't be very happy to find your knees ripped up or your cloths all dirty and I'd rather not deal with his wrath on my first day."

Dice waltzed through the streets, head high, posture straight. Even if he was stripped of his knights guard duty he couldn't stop the habit of holding himself such'a way.

Bare of his usual attire, dressed in a simple blouse that laced up in the front and grey wool pants held up by leather suspenders; his horns painfully sawed down practically to the root ta' show his place out of the guard.

He stopped at a market stall, skarlet red eyes glancing over the furs on display.

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Dice was quick to follow, keeping a respectable arms length between them. The stares, though not directed at him, made him greatly uneasy; like one of the civilians was gonna jump out and attack at any moment.

His ears stood up fully, alert, picking up every hushed whisper of hatred. Tail whipping around a slight bit more violently as he sped up to walk right next to lunaris.

Dice waltzed through the streets, head high, posture straight. Even if he was stripped of his knights guard duty he couldn't stop the habit of holding himself such'a way.

Bare of his usual attire, dressed in a simple blouse that laced up in the front and grey wool pants held up by leather suspenders; his horns painfully sawed down practically to the root ta' show his place out of the guard.

He stopped at a market stall, skarlet red eyes glancing over the furs on display.

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Long wip like tail swishing behind him, he nervously rose tightening his dominant hand into a fist and pressed it to his chest, bowing his head slightly.

"My name is dice sir, ex commander of the golden kingdom's head fleet."

His eyes finally looking away from the floor to stare into the prince's, piercing solid red scanned lunaris' face almost seemingly trying to commit it to memory.

Dice waltzed through the streets, head high, posture straight. Even if he was stripped of his knights guard duty he couldn't stop the habit of holding himself such'a way.

Bare of his usual attire, dressed in a simple blouse that laced up in the front and grey wool pants held up by leather suspenders; his horns painfully sawed down practically to the root ta' show his place out of the guard.

He stopped at a market stall, skarlet red eyes glancing over the furs on display.

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Dice flinched, dropping to one knee almost instinctually; "Your highness, how may I be of service?" He drawls.

Truthfully he expected to be striked by the prince due to the look on his face, the princess before him held no qualms in do so, that or yanking him by the tail hard enough to buckle his knees and leave him softly wheezing in pain.

Keeping his eyes trained on the flawless marble floor, trying his best to refrain from eavesdropping as the king spoke on to his son, explaining dice's usefulness, hinting at his experience in guarding.

Dice waltzed through the streets, head high, posture straight. Even if he was stripped of his knights guard duty he couldn't stop the habit of holding himself such'a way.

Bare of his usual attire, dressed in a simple blouse that laced up in the front and grey wool pants held up by leather suspenders; his horns painfully sawed down practically to the root ta' show his place out of the guard.

He stopped at a market stall, skarlet red eyes glancing over the furs on display.

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Dice stammered, a sharp shiver running down his spine at the touch of his nubby horns. Flushing a even deeper midnight blue.

Turning to the shop keep he took his order, ducking his head in a silent thank you. Before scurrying off back towards the castle stables.

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At the stables dice dipped into the old gardening shed that the king had graciously allowed him refuge in, setting his fabric down and taking deep breath, the smell of dirt hit his face causing his shoulders to drop.

His ears drooped down as calm settled over him. The neighing of the horses and clopping of their hooves settled dice back to his younger years in the knights guard, back to his homeland of the golden kingdom far far away from here.

A wave of melancholic homesickness wafted over him before he was quickly ripped from his daydream as one of the kings personal guards came knocking on his door, alerting dice to the kings wish to see him.

Dice waltzed through the streets, head high, posture straight. Even if he was stripped of his knights guard duty he couldn't stop the habit of holding himself such'a way.

Bare of his usual attire, dressed in a simple blouse that laced up in the front and grey wool pants held up by leather suspenders; his horns painfully sawed down practically to the root ta' show his place out of the guard.

He stopped at a market stall, skarlet red eyes glancing over the furs on display.

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Dice opened his mouth to speak on the rudeness of the other individual only to snap his jaws shut with a audible click; 'the prince, in his glory'

He thought to himself, quick to stand back up and duck his head in hopes of hiding his hornless self from the prince's sight as he shuffled to look at the other fabric on display.

Taking out his small leather coin bag, branded with the crest of the guard and counted his copper quickly.

"May I have a yard of this patterned yellow and a roll of thread to match?" Voice barely above a murmur.

Dice waltzed through the streets, head high, posture straight. Even if he was stripped of his knights guard duty he couldn't stop the habit of holding himself such'a way.

Bare of his usual attire, dressed in a simple blouse that laced up in the front and grey wool pants held up by leather suspenders; his horns painfully sawed down practically to the root ta' show his place out of the guard.

He stopped at a market stall, skarlet red eyes glancing over the furs on display.

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Dice waltzed through the streets, head high, posture straight. Even if he was stripped of his knights guard duty he couldn't stop the habit of holding himself such'a way.

Bare of his usual attire, dressed in a simple blouse that laced up in the front and grey wool pants held up by leather suspenders; his horns painfully sawed down practically to the root ta' show his place out of the guard.

He stopped at a market stall, skarlet red eyes glancing over the furs on display.

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