This is a SYOC based on the amazing book, The Selection by Kiera Cass. I do not own the concept.
Here are the rules:
1. No Mary Sues or Gary Stus (No perfect characters)
2. Submit characters only by PM.
3. I will assign provinces once the applications are in, do not ask for a specific one, please!
4. If there are too many characters, I might not use some. Please understand that.
5. If you have read these rules, type "The Second Selection" at the top of the message.
Here is the form:
Name:
Nickname:
Age:
Caste:
Family:
Job:
Height:
Weight:
Build:
Skin color:
Hair Color:
Hair Style:
Hair Texture:
Eye color:
Face:
Prince or Crown?:
History/Past:
Personality:
Flaws:
Skills:
Weaknesses:
Friends:
Past Boyfriends:
Other:
"King Ryder Schreave of Illea," Queen America said, testing out the words. "I like it. Are you excited to meet the 35 lovely ladies?" Prince Ryder groaned and flopped back onto his luxurious bed, brushing his sleek blonde hair out of his sparkling blue eyes. "Mom, stop making such a big deal out of this! I personally think it's a rather shallow and terrible way of choosing a wife," Ryder ranted heatedly. King Maxon rolled his chocolate brown eyes. "That's exactly what your mother said the first time I met her!" he exclaimed. "Sorry. I'm just not sure what to do! I know that some girls only want my crown, and I have no idea how to figure out who actually likes me for me. Dad? How did you find out who those people were?" King Maxon smiled, flashing his pearly whites. "Your beautiful mother here was kind enough to inform me before I made any mistakes." Queen America smiled, thinking back to their fight about Celeste. "I'm hopeless," Ryder moaned. A sudden voice giggled behind them, and they turned to see the 10 year old Princess Celeste, named in memory of America's late, great friend, grinning. "Oh, Ryder, you have no idea."
