Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-33209858-20150724033202/@comment-33209858-20150802051537

Sophie gently fidgeted with a loose string on the hem of her skirt - which she made mental note to fix later. "That's okay. My story isn't as well-known as Snow White or Cinderella, so I don't really blame you for not knowing about it," She sheepishly chuckled.

Taking a seat on the foot of her bed, she then elaborated, "My destiny is to save my six brothers who will be turned into swans by our evil stepmother. I have to not speak or laugh for seven years while I make them shirts from nettles in order to break the curse," She explained. She may or may not have purposefully left out the part where she almost gets burned at the stake and the fact that one of her brothers is destined to have a swan wing beacuse she couldn't finish his shirt in time. Upon thinking about it, she added, "Well, that's pretty much the gist of it."

With a small sigh, she said wistfully, "I'd really love to become a designer, but that's just not part of my destiny, I guess." She lightly shuffled her heel-clad feet on the carpet of the floor. Realizing what she said could possibly be taken in a very Rebellious manner, she frantically stammered out, "O-of course, I would never dream of rebelling against my story. I mean, I do get a Happily Ever After, so what's there to rebel against, right?"