Post by spot on Sept 13, 2019 20:46:43 GMT
Prince John the basics John II• nicknames • John the Worst, The Phony King of England age • 30 primary standing • Cursed Thorns Treasurer secondary standing • Directs the looting and storing of wealth after the conquest of lands or towns during the war. Considers himself exiled Prince of Animalia England. Has the ultimate loyalty of a handful of archer wolves and guards fleeing Nottingham. faction • Cursed Thorns species • Anthropomorphic African Lion gender • Male sexuality •Straight the appearance origin • Robin Hood height and weight • 5’7, 135lbs. overall appearance • Prince John is a scrawny, slouched lion, much smaller than the other specimens of his race. He’s a sickly tan color with even paler markings around his snout and raggedy cheek fur. His ears dominate most of his maneless head, which is good, because they’re the only thing keeping his large, heavily ornamental, and stolen crown up. It still slips down into his face, which is big in the snout department and incredibly small, more like a weasel’s than a lion’s, in the eye area. His cheek fur is scruffy, but his paws are scrupulously clean and adorned with several rings. He wears an oversized royal robe, purple in honor of the Cursed Thorns, and trimmed with extravagant white fur. His tail is crooked and he protects his hind feet with sandals. Like animals from Zootopia and Nottingham, Prince John is highly anthropomorphic and bipedal. the personality overall personality • Prince John has always been characterized by greed. From his cubhood to his adulthood that greed was focused on power, but even after he got it, the greediness only manifested itself in needing more—more gold, specifically. Prince John is cowardly. He can’t look anyone of strong character in the eye directly, and when all else fails he drops composure and dissolved into a bundle of pathetic nerves. But he also never gives up. Relentlessness and ruthlessness are words used to describe him often. When he wants something, no deed is too low for him to do to get it. He is obsessive, as well. Prince John suffers from both an inferiority complex and classic spoiled-rotten immaturity. His temper is explosive. He must have the honor and power and pomp and circumstance of being king, or he descends into a madness of rage towards anyone weaker than himself. He’s utterly selfish and has never cared for anyone other than his mother and himself. However, Prince John tempers all of these poor qualities with cunning: his mind is sharp as a knife and his schemes are deep and tricky. He has a frightening knack for traps, both mental and literal, and baiting them with whatever ideals or people his enemies or cronies love most. He’s trapped heroes to their deaths with this ability and trapped otherwise good animals into serving him with their lives. the history overall history • Prince John was born the second son of the King and Queen of Animalia England. As he grew up, spoiled in the palace, he was second in everything else—his size, his rank, his responsibilities, and his options for the future. Most importantly, his power. Most devastatingly, his mother’s affections. Who was he second to? None other than the King and Queen’s firstborn son, young Prince Richard. Of course, as the young princes grew, Richard was noticeably the best suited to rule: fair, just, loyal, even to their court playmates. He was even compassionate, befriending a vixen dignitary who was visiting without letting her become insecure. John, on the other hand, was revealing himself to be nothing short of a whiny, insecure, power-hungry bully. Even as a cub, he often maliciously pranked Richard, who did not have his younger brother’s cunning. If he got in trouble, it always seemed his worshipped mother took Richard’s side. Oh, she was kind to her youngest son. Perhaps that was why she seemed to be the only person besides himself that Prince John loved and cared about. His father, the King, definitely began to shun and treat his younger son with open disdain...probably because Prince John was just as openly power-hungry. One summer, just before Richard’s coronation, the Queen realized the mounting tensions between her sons. Most notably John had one of his temper tantrums during a court dance. Normally Richard, being the more mature by far, would ignore the maneless prince’s outbursts. This time was different. John had been furiously berating and mocking his older brother for his romantic attachment to that same vixen from their childhood—Lady Eleanor. Prince John was a little too loudmouthed about his disdain for a fox becoming the romantic consort of the lion king, and it almost became a scene. So she took her younger son away from London and off for a little vacation to her personal castle in Nottingham. Here, Prince John met two of his closest allies, if not actual friends. A young serpent named Hiss became his constant companion in Nottingham. Hiss told him all about the small province and its inhabitants, it’s church, it’s dynamics. He showed him how to play tricks using his hypnotism and listened to Prince John’s many complaints about the unfairness of his family life. He introduced Prince John to a young and slightly nasty wolf employed as the Nottingham Castle’s Guard who would later be promoted to John’s loyal sheriff. In fact, by the time his vacation with his mother was over, Prince John had a little following of his own from Nottingham who ad listened to his woes and he’d convinced that Richard was a bumbling idiot unworthy of his eventual crown. In the next year, the Queen followed the King in death and Richard was crowned King. It was a dark day for Prince John. His older brother’s subjects loved him and his Queen, that female fox, Eleanor, and they held Prince John in low esteem. He took to simmering angrily at the Nottingham castle, where he was regent, but longed for the power of the crown himself. While his child niece in-law and her family came to stay at Nottingham for the summer, Prince John was scheming with his old friend Hiss. They’d amassed enough of a force at Nottingham who were loyal to Prince John and despised Richard with him. John couldn’t bring himself to lay siege to the London palace, but inspiration struck one day, He was brooding about how much he disliked a certain Friar in town who had been disrespectful and Hiss suggested hypnotism to help him sleep. That was when the two friends hatched between them a dastardly plot. The very next week, King Richard mysteriously announced that he was going off on a Crusade and leaving Prince John in his place as Lord Regent over all England! The people didn’t understand, and their King wasn’t his usual jovial, explanatory self. With no speeches, no well wishes, he was suddenly gone. The Queen Eleanor quietly disappeared over the next month, too. That was when the public opinion of Prince John in London began to get too negative for his liking. Far too many of these nobles and peasants were loyal to Richard and had known Prince John since his youth, when he was more outspoken and less skilled at manipulation. Never one to last under pressure, Prince John decided to rule the realm from his mother’s good old Nottingham castle. The law was in his pocket. The countryside was in John’s iron grip. He had the crown, and he had the power, but the hearts of the people stayed fixed on the hoped-for return of Richard. Sensing this, rather than try to win their affection, John turned vengeful and showed his bullying greed. With gold came more power, and taking it from the people sapped their energy for disrespect and rebellion. He increased the taxes steadily, turning once-vibrant Nottingham slowly into an impoverished shell of itself. John became more and more unhinged and obsessed with gold. It was his shield against the return of Richard. Once he had enough, he could buy allies—he could stage a war, a coup, if he had to. That was, if Richard returned at all. If he didn’t, all this gold would be here, waiting to buy the best refurbishments to Mother’s Castle, to build the biggest prisons for those who dared disrespect him, to employ the strongest of guards to protect his beloved crown...gold was everything. During these harsh times, while John was reveling in gold, one person marred his reign. A certain local thief named Robin Hood, a fox with open scorn for John and wiles enough to rob from the crown itself. John couldn’t have the people rallying around this fox against him. His own loyal forces weren’t enough to quell a whole, organized uprising yet. And if word of the taxation got back to London, those insufferable nobles and the court might turn against him. What if one of them sent for Richard?! This one fox could be his downfall. Also, Prince John went raving into a temper every time he thought of how brazenly disrespectful and cocky the little thief was. He set a trap for Robin Hood, his favorite method of victory. But the thief escaped, not alone, with the help of townsfolk and his own niece. Well, what could you expect from the blood relation of that plebeian, Eleanor? Now John began tripling the taxes and imprisoning those who couldn’t pay. Let this teach them to conspire against their ruler! His downfall came when he set one last trap for Robin Hood, obsessed with the death of the fox. Robin not only escaped, but made off with all of the gold. And in his rage, Prince John set his own mother’s Nottingham Castle alight with fire. He was almost gibbering mad when his brother suddenly returned to the realm and discovered what had happened. Richard put his little brother in his place once and for all, throwing Prince John, the Sheriff, and Sir Hiss into prison. Their term was short. John learned how to fool even his brother with good behavior. He formally apologized to Nottingham, and honestly, who could think the skinny lion a serious threat when he huddled in his cell sucking his thumb? The Prince was pardoned but kept under guard. He bided his time, furiously scheming how to get out from under the thumb of Richard and back in a place of power to make Robin Hood pay. John still had friends. Life trying to cling to what little power he had as a disliked brat had taught him the most useful trap of all: blackmail. When the worlds merged and Robin formed the Gilded Wings, Prince John made his escape with the help of guilty, shamefaced and treacherous guards. With him he took his mother’s crown, a stolen robe, and as much gold as one wagon could carry. This was how the exiled Prince arrived in the Black Keep, offering his services and money-hoarding expertise to Queen Maleficent with all the flattery and manipulation he could muster and all the weasel-eyed intentions he’d always harbored. He does not know that Robin Hood leads any organization; all he is aware of is that the fox he wants to kill must still reside in Nottingham. the role player alias • Spot age • 23 pronouns • She, her how did you find us? • MY FRIENDSSS! other characters •Simba, Tarzan, Aladdin, Lilo, Janja, Rani, Dodger |
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