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Andrew was just 10 years old when his mom died, leaving him understandably emotionally devastated. His mother, Priscilla, originally hailed from Goran, a small yet prosperous principality. The wealth of this tiny country was attributed to Princess Caroline's honest and efficient administration. The national economy thrived on a robust industry and flourishing agriculture, employing the world's most advanced and sophisticated techniques. Despite Goran's longstanding policy of neutrality for over 70 years, the national army remained formidable. Neighboring countries recognized that maintaining Goran as an ally was more advantageous than considering war. One of the most distinctive features of Goran was its strict matriarchal society, where men were regarded as no more mature than five-year-old children. Every Goran man had a female guardian responsible for their care. Priscilla, had fallen in love with a man who turned out to be a scoundrel, leaving her after learning she was pregnant. However, the young Gorian woman, thanks to the excellent job she had managed to obtain, was able to raise and educate her son in the most loving manner. This, however, was before falling ill with the disease that led to her death, leaving her son emotionally devastated. When the plane landed on the runway, Andrew's aunt helped him unbuckle from the seat belt. the young boy gave his little hand to her aunt while she escorted him out of the plane. Stepping out, Andrew was surprised by the hot climate, having been accustomed to a more temperate one. Fortunately, he was dressed in very light clothes: cotton dungarees and a light blue shirt. Descending the ladder with his stuffed dog "Dany Doggie" in his arms, he followed his aunt hand in hand to the baggage claim area, where he was taken aback to see adult men dressed like children, some even wearing diapers. (Hi. If you want to play with me you can contact me privately. I would like a narrative roleplay then please don't write only two lines for only answer, I would preferer play Andrew in this roleplay but I'm available to play the caregiver in a roleplay proposed by you)
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Andrew was just 10 years old when his parents tragically died in an accident, leaving him understandably emotionally devastated. His mother, Priscilla, originally hailed from Goran, a small yet prosperous principality. The wealth of this tiny country was attributed to Princess Caroline's honest and efficient administration. The national economy thrived on a robust industry and flourishing agriculture, employing the world's most advanced and sophisticated techniques. Despite Goran's longstanding policy of neutrality for over 70 years, the national army remained formidable. Neighboring countries recognized that maintaining Goran as an ally was more advantageous than considering war. One of the most distinctive features of Goran was its strict matriarchal society, where men were regarded as no more mature than five-year-old children. Every Goran man had a female guardian responsible for his care. Priscilla, Andrew's mother, had temporarily left her homeland and fallen in love with her husband, William, with whom she had her son. Naturally, Andrew was raised in a completely different environment. When both of his parents passed away, and there was no one else to entrust the young boy to, it was decided that he should be placed under the care of his mother's older sister. When the plane landed on the runway, Andrew's aunt helped him unbuckle from the seat belt. the young boy gave his little hand to her aunt while she escorted him out of the plane. Stepping out, Andrew was surprised by the hot climate, having been accustomed to a more temperate one. Fortunately, he was dressed in very light clothes: cotton dungarees and a light green shirt. Descending the ladder, he followed his aunt hand in hand to the baggage claim area, where he was taken aback to see adult men dressed like children, some even wearing diapers. (Hi. If you want to play with me you can contact me privately. I would like a narrative roleplay then please don't write only two lines for only answer, I would preferer play Andrew in this roleplay but I'm available to play the caregiver in a roleplay proposed by you)
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Michael P.V Hi, my name is Michael and I'm 8 years old. I live in a small city called Nul, which has only 2000 people. It's in the Goran princedom. I'm like the boss at my school, you know? Even the girls are scared of me. That just shows how tough I am because here in Goran, the women are in charge. Nobody can boss me around, not even my mom or my older sister. I do whatever I want. I have complete control over my life. Today, the teacher got mad at me because I was late for class. But when I talked back to her, she kicked me out of the classroom. So, I got really mad and started throwing stones at the school windows. The principal saw me and she was super angry. She grabbed my arm and dragged me to her office. Then, she called my mom. "Mrs. Tyuli? Hi! I'm miss Asiyor the principal of your son's school. I'm really sorry to bother you for the third time this week," I overheard her saying. "Of course, I'll wait for you here!" she said before hanging up the phone. (if you are interested you can contact me privately)
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goran princedom the story of an accident into Goran
Little Giammy posted a topic in Story and Art Forum
Prologue (part 1) Hi, my name is Antony! I'm nine years old and I live in Oxer, a little town in Goran princedom near the sea. You know what I don't like about this place? The women are in charge and they make all the decisions. They call it "Matriarchy" but I don't really understand what that means. All I know is that I don't like it. I hate being treated like a baby by my classmates. I don't like it when my teacher checks my underwear to make sure I didn't have any accidents. I mean, come on, I can control myself! And I definitely don't like having a teacher assistant accompany me to the bathroom and watch me like I'm a little boy learning to use the potty. It's embarrassing! My mommies say I'm just going through a rebellious phase and that it will pass, but I don't agree with them. I will never like something that I don't like! This morning, I had a brilliant plan to skip school with my friends. We wouldn't learnt anything useful anyway, so we decided to go to the skatepark instead. We were using our skates on the sidewalk to go faster when suddenly, I saw a lady in my path. I tried to avoid her, but I ended up falling onto a greengrocer stand. Oops! Hey there, kiddo! I only remember that I hurt my hand so bad, it made me cry like a waterfall. But guess what? A super nice lady police officer came to the rescue! She took me to her cool police car and let me sit in the back seat. While her friend talked to the angry lady, Officer Koll, that's what she called herself, checked out my hand. She thought my finger might be broken and said we should go to the hospital. But then I got worried that my mommy would find out I skipped school, so I shook my head. Officer Koll understood my fear and said, “Listen, little one, I get that you're scared of your mommy's punishment, but going home like this will make her even more scared. Don't you think that would be worse?” And that's how she convinced me to go with them to the first aid. The doctors took a look at my hand and then went somewhere I couldn't see to talk quietly. While the nurses were treating my scrapes and cuts, I really wanted to suck my thumb, but I stopped myself when the doctors came into my room and told me they needed to take some pictures of my hand. When we were done, I left the room and saw my mommies walking towards me. Mommy Lydia gave me my stuffed koala, Puf, to hug and help me calm down. Normally, I wouldn't take Puf outside, but this time I really needed him, so I hugged him tightly. "Listen, Antony," Mommy Stephanie called me. "A doctor will come here and give you a little shot to make you fall asleep." She told me this just before a nurse and a doctor entered the room where I was. The nurse made me wear a diaper and explained that it was necessary for the surgery. Then I went into a strange room where the doctor gave me a shot and I slowly fell asleep.- 1 reply
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Antony, 9 years old, had decided to spend the day with his friends a group of rowdies widely disliked by the residents of the area. While they weren't a violent group, the most serious offense committed by them was drawing graffiti, none of them appreciated being looked down upon, especially by the Gorian women, and officers often annoyed them for simply walking on the sidewalk. What else can you expect in such a harshly matriarchal society? They weren't really violent or dangerous kids, in fact no one in the neighborhood feared them or considered them dangerous for some reason, but the women who had have to deal with them considered them very rude, but they weren't bad boys. He and his small group of friends simply lived the entire Gorian context with a lot of intolerance, because It left them no prospects for the future. Antony had had tried to talk about this topic with his mommies but he didn't succeeded to explain his frustration and he had argued with them, feeling bad for two weeks because it. He was a sensitive child after all. However, a day he and his friends decided to skip the school to go to play skateboard, but to avoid to invest a woman fell on the goods on display in a greengrocer's shop, ruining all the goods. The shop owner denounced him and his friends the judge summoned their legal guardians, along with Antony's mom and her girlfriend, deciding to enroll him and his friends in a re-education program for unruly boys. Some days later, Nanny Alexandra, the designated nanny for Antony's re-education, rang the doorbell of Antony's house and was welcomed in a very cordial way by Antony's mom and her girlfriend. (if you are interested you can contact me privately) (this is Antony) this is nanny Alexandra
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Little Lucy, a 7-year-old, stood at the door of her school principal's office with a bruised eye, a bleeding nose, and a loose tooth. She had been involved in a physical altercation with a schoolmate who had mocked her for not reaching the bathroom in time, resulting in an accident where she had peed herself. This marked the fourth such incident that month, and the principal was at a loss on how to manage the situation with the young girl. He made a call to Lucy's foster father, expressing his concerns about her daughter's behavior spiraling out of control. As Lucy sat on a bench outside the principal's office, she tried to use her wet dress to conceal her soaked panties and white pantyhose. Tears streamed down her face as she waited for her dad to arrive at school.
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Six weeks were spent since Lucas, 8 years old, was been introduced in his new adoptive family and many thing was going good his new mommy was fantastic. But at school the things weren’t going good at school: He was having difficulty in attending the lessons, and he had often problems with bullies. But this was very comprehensible since he had a very childish behavior. He was a very he was a fairly short and thin child, with green eyes and black and short eyes. Now he stood sat down on a chair in front of the principal office, because he had rowed with an older student who had bullied him and to defend himself he bitted him until he bleeds. He knew that his mommy would scolded him and he feared that his mom would have abandoned him at the institute like his natural mother did, then he was sighing while he waited that his mother come to take him, since the principal had decided to suspend him from school for at least a week. When his mother arrived at school he was sucking hi thumb trying to calm down.
