Roleplay Starters For The Desperate~

Thrones

"Can I have a throne made of balloons?" Bluebee (inverted Kai) asks.

//I- uh- sure-

"Yay!" He smiles happily.

"How come I don't get a throne?" YL mutters.

//Because- I said so-

"I wonder if I could get a throne..." Echo mumbles.

// Mmm probably. Ask VK, he might make you one.

"But VK doesn't listen to me. Maybe I should make my own.." Echo mumbles.

//Yeah sure- go ahead-

YL was starting to get irritated. "So fucking blue balloon boy over there can have a thrown, the glitch that shouldn't exist can have a throne, the bitch who acts like she is a queen and is even treated like a queen can have a throne, the so high, mighty, powerful Nightmare King can have a throne, .... But I can't?!" YL growled out.

//Yeah.

"Oh so does this mean Ace has a throne too-?" YL asked sarcastically.

//Yes actually. A throne made impossibly out of cards.

"......" YL hadn't expected that. "... does Kai have one...?"

//He didn't want one.

"How come I don't get the special treatment..? I'm just as cool and tough as the others!" YL complains.

//Because- idk- I don't feel like giving you special treatment.

YL muttered a few colorful words under his breath. He then went silent in thought. "Does Neko have one?"

"No. Because I don't need a throne to feel good about myself." Neko says, walking into the room while holding flowers. "The others have thrones because they want to feel powerful and important. It fuels their ego and makes them feel better about themselves. In return they get treated like royalty and get praised because of it. But I don't need such praise and honor to feel good about myself." Neko explains softly, gently placing a flower crown on YL's head. "They may have crowns and thrones. But it doesn't matter what the crown is made of or what throne they sit on. What really matters is who wears the crown and who sits on the throne.. That is what determines their power."

YL blushed a light shade of red.

//Ooo wise words-

"It's nice to know that there is actually someone in this mansion who has a brain." Mirage mutters. He was running the bar that was built into the mansion's kitchen. He was leaning forward over the bar table/counter.