Selection RP {OPEN FOR PRINCE ONLY}

(I'm on now, only for like ten minutes though)

(kk)

(Should we continue with the RP?)

(sure)

(Yes)

(Hello.)

(Continue?)

(Yeah)

"Tonight, as you all know, is the drawing of the 35 lucky Selected who will get to come and live in the palace and fight… for Prince Asher's heart. Are we ready to begin the drawing?" Without waiting for a response from the non-existent audience, Gavril made his way over to the bowls filled with the names of girls from each province. "From Sonage… Aurelia Wayne!"

(Like I said, Caesar Flickerman. 😂)

(lol 😂)

(Wow.)

Asher yawned. He didn't really care that much about this charade. "Can we get on with it?" he asked, "This suit is really uncomfortable."

Aurelia, who decided to start making dinner for her family, dropped the bowl of rinsed carrots. She looked at her family, and they were all clapping and cheering. "There, there must have been a mistake," Lia exclaimed. "Out of all the girls in Sonage, I get picked?"
Her mother stood up, without her cane, which is a big accomplishment, and walked over to her daughter, laughing and wrapping her in a big hug. "Oh my darling, I always knew you were special."
Lia hugged her mother back, but looked at the TV. It displayed the reaction of Prince Asher next to the picture that Lia had taken when she entered. And, it seemed as though, he were yawning?
Ouch.

(i gotta go to school, so I'll be back in like, 7 hours)

(Okay)

"From Paloma…" Gavril opened the paper dramatically, "Flare Riviton!"

Flare shot up, "What?! There's no way. The probability just doesn't match up."
She sighed, her family was gone for the week and they all were probably excited for her. Or more excited of the prospect of her doing something with her life. She was doing something, she was doing what she wanted.

Gavril continued, "From Whites, Zoe Melana!"

Asher yawned. Flare? Stupid name. And Zoe? Well, she may be interesting, I don't know.

( SO MUCH HOMEWORK! ok I can do this.)

Zoe immediately looked up at her name. MEE! She was shocked herself. "Father, look I made it into the selection!" She exclaimed, bouncing up and down on the bed. He replied in a whisper. "Zoe, you don't have to do this, I just want you to be happy." She looked at him sadly. "I can't be happy without you father." She whispered back. Then she stood and leaned over and kissed his forehead. " I shall be going to the markets now to get a dress and some food." She said.

"From Midston… Willow Grace!!" Gavril chirped.

(ill be here in a few hours im at school.)

(okie)

(hey guys i'm back)

(Yay!)

Willow glanced subtly from her canvas at the sound of her name. She dropped her paintbrush. I-I-wha-me? She thought. A million things raced through her mind, there was only one way to let them out. She took down her unfinished painting and put another canvas on her easel. She painted happiness.

Asher yawned yet again. This was stupid.

"From Fennley… Rosalie Anderson!"

Asher yawned yet again. This was stupid.

(When I read that, I yawned. I though it was only contagious if you see someone else do it xD)