Roleplay

enter the history makers.

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Narrator: Okay. I'll set the stage. A ragtag group of dragons. A clan, I guess you could say, although comparatively larger than most. What sets them apart from clan is that they are part of a larger clan, colonizing a part of Sornieth.
The King is oppressive. Taxing them insane amounts on trivial things (such as tea) and the colonists have had enough and fight to become an independent clan.
Enter the history makers. The ones on the front lines as well as behind the scenes, fighting (or writing) their way to freedom and the birth of a new clan.
Eventually they do become independent. The clan grows, and immigrants flock to it and families are made, expanding the clan.
That's only half the fight, however, and they have to build an entire superclan from scratch, with the laws and the governing system.
And when it's over, have they done enough?
Will their stories be told?
But the beginning of one's story starts here: 1776. New York City.

the cast.

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@/AHamilton as Alexander Hamilton.
@/mysticSpaghetti as Aaron Burr.
@/BeanStag as Eliza Schuyler/Hamilton and Maria Reynolds.
@/Scorpicat10 as Marquis de Lafayette and Thomas Jefferson.
@/Willowfrost10 as John Laurens and James Madison.
@/MajesticalNoodle as Hercules Mulligan and Philip Hamilton.
@/DoppelBia as Angelica Schuyler and King George the III.


the laws.
also known as the ten duel rp commandments.

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I. Obviously conform to site rules as you RP.
II. IMPORTANT: All OOC posts go here! If you need to say something quickly feel free to add it to the end of your post in parentheses, but if the conversation grows, move it to OOC!
III. If you have any grievances against someone in the RP, come to me first (through PMs) and we will try to solve it peacefully.
IV. Stay as in character as possible! I know it is difficult sometimes, but if you really can't it's fine but try not to go wild.
V. I honestly don't care how many sentences your POV is, but as long as it is easy to interact with and write about after (as long as you want it to be), it's fine.
VI. Please try to be active and keep up with the RP! If life gets in the way it's okay, just try your best! Also, if you are going to be unavailable for some time, let us know beforehand!
VII. Stick to the basic musical/historical timeline! There can be little fluctuations here and there if you wish, but that might be it. Occasionally, there can be events that happen not in history, but more "experimental" things to see how the characters might react (will probably happen if the RP dies for a bit to revive it.) Please let me know if you have any ideas for these!
VIII. I reserve the right to add more rules as I see fit (although I probably won't have the need to). If you have any suggestions for the rules or even the RP, please let me know!
IX. You can have as many characters as you want as long as you don't hog all the main characters (even though most of them are taken) and as long as you can manage it, which should be easy, as characters come into play every now and then. If we are still in Act 1, please have a backup Act 2 character to roleplay as well!
X. IMPORTANT: If your character(s) is/are currently dead, not in play, or if someone needs someone to RP with them (as there aren't a lot of people here), feel free to roleplay as another character. Once you frequent that character, you can claim it as your own if you want, because anyone can roleplay that character until you claim it. However, please let us know on the OOC thread if you want to play that character so that we can see who is who and add it to the "cast." You can play any background character as well (even made up ones as long as they don't interfere with the RP too much), or narrate, or describe the environment as well.



If you aren't part of the RP and happened to stumble upon this and would like to join, please go to the aforementioned OOC thread link and ping me to ask to join! I will most likely say yes, and you can choose from the characters who aren't being played mainly by one person. Please do not ask in here or jump into the RP.

Reserved just in case (might use for a summary of where we are in the rp. But somehow cooler.)

[url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=33994685][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/coliseum/portraits/339947/33994685.png[/img][/url] ----- [Font=Georgia]Hamilton wandered around the cobblestone streets of the city, his claws clicking softly on the stones as he looked around at the taverns and shops and buildings all about him. Lamps lined the streets, and every so often some dragons would come bustling through somewhat self-importantly, carrying a suit either filled with money or important documents, and the crowd would part to let them through, whispering behind them. To the ordinary passerby, Hamilton might've looked like he was merely wandering aimlessly about for an afternoon walk, but inside him was a sense of purpose as he strode through the street, head held a little higher than others, wings posed confidently and walk perfect, even though everything in his body ached from the multiple day's flight from the little island he grew up on. [I]Don't think about it, Alexander,[/I] he chided himself as his thoughts started wavering towards the storm. The storm that devastated his home and his friends and (what was left of) his family. A steely resolve wrapped its iron claws around his heart to decidedly [I]not[/I] think about his home. At least, for now. He had better things to do. Like look for that dragon, Aaron Burr. Somewhere... somewhere... He didn't know much about him, but he was pointed over to him from when-- "Aha!" Hamilton said triumphantly. "That's got to be him." A brown Coatl just up ahead in front of a tavern as if he were considering to go in but something was holding him back. Hamilton approached him swiftly, his coat fluttering behind him, and tapped him on the shoulder. "Pardon me, are you Aaron Burr, sir?" he asked, keeping the uncertainty out of his voice, and he raised his head a little higher and squared his shoulders confidently.

Maybe this Burr isn't so bad after all, hm? Hamilton thought. "I'm Alexander Hamilton, at your service, sir. I came from... uh... checking out a college. When I punched someone. Don't quite know his position, though. Apparently you're his friend?"
He fiddled slightly nervously at his cravat.
How's that for a first impression?

The dragon halfheartedly watched the two men off at the side of the street. He couldn't help but give a smirk of amusement as he watched the creole feast his eyes on the dragon before him, Burr. He held back quick jolting laughs and stifled the ones that escaped to the best of his ability, how pathetic that he thinks he could talk to Aaron Burr, the dragon most renowned for his intelligence.

Thinking like that won't get you anywhere.

Hamilton twitched his ear at the sound of joyless laughter mingled with the chatter of the streets, and his head swung around to pinpoint the source of it and returned a joyless smile.
"You know," he said, continuing the conversation without a response, "That dragon I punched--kinda frustrating. And it was good to take that frustration out. The fool thought I was dumb! Ha! I'm an immigrant who wrote my way out of the ocean to the streets of America. Can you believe? Intelligence sure gets you anywhere, and I don't like dragons who can't see past the surface of someone. How about you?"

The dragon stared through his spectacles, seeing the creole return a bitter grin. He started to chitter noiselessly to Aaron Burr, his face fixed in a dissatisfied and fairly disgusted expression.

James gave a light snicker. He always thought people who talked too much eventually became so boring and their voices so thick that he just couldn't bother to pay attention anymore.

What a loudmouth bother