My name is:
Caius
Most people call me:
Prince, Lord, Master
I am 18 years old
I am also a Prince for an under sea merkingdom of Malau.
I prefer myself, got a problem with that?
I may look funny because I am a:
merman
--» The Peticulars «--
5'11
180 lbs
Green Eyes || White Hair
Slender w/muscular build
--» The Personals «--
My story is thus...
I was born into a life of privilege and responsibility... Yadda yadda yadda! I'm a prince, I'm rich, and I've got a really sweet life. Unfortunately, like all the male heirs before me I've been placed under the family curse. All because some poor girl got rejected. BOO HOO. Do you hear that? It's a pity party being thrown just for her on the world's tiniest violin.
If it wasn't for the fact the fact I'm doomed to turn to stone I honestly wouldn't even bother with this. But since being turned into stone is a total mood killer, I have to make it up to the descendant of the girl my great, great, great, great, great grandfather offended. And she's got to forgive me. HA! I am the prince of Malau. I need no ones forgiveness!
She's probably a weak, pathetic little thing. I'll have her wrapped around my finger and get what I want right away. Of course, I always do, I'm the prince after all. I'll have her eating out of the palm of my hand before she knows it, and the curse will be broken before I can even bat an eyelash. Then I'll have that horrible little wretch out of my hair forever.
Caius
Most people call me:
Prince, Lord, Master
I am 18 years old
I am also a Prince for an under sea merkingdom of Malau.
I prefer myself, got a problem with that?
I may look funny because I am a:
merman
--» The Peticulars «--
5'11
180 lbs
Green Eyes || White Hair
Slender w/muscular build
--» The Personals «--
My story is thus...
I was born into a life of privilege and responsibility... Yadda yadda yadda! I'm a prince, I'm rich, and I've got a really sweet life. Unfortunately, like all the male heirs before me I've been placed under the family curse. All because some poor girl got rejected. BOO HOO. Do you hear that? It's a pity party being thrown just for her on the world's tiniest violin.
If it wasn't for the fact the fact I'm doomed to turn to stone I honestly wouldn't even bother with this. But since being turned into stone is a total mood killer, I have to make it up to the descendant of the girl my great, great, great, great, great grandfather offended. And she's got to forgive me. HA! I am the prince of Malau. I need no ones forgiveness!
She's probably a weak, pathetic little thing. I'll have her wrapped around my finger and get what I want right away. Of course, I always do, I'm the prince after all. I'll have her eating out of the palm of my hand before she knows it, and the curse will be broken before I can even bat an eyelash. Then I'll have that horrible little wretch out of my hair forever.
