Post by CESARE DANTE on Dec 5, 2011 20:46:26 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,400px,true][atrb=cellspacing,0px,true][cs=2][atrb=style, width: 400px; background: url(http://i54.tinypic.com/zvpk7.jpg); background-color: #CDCDCD; border-top-left-radius: 50px; -moz-border-radius-topleft: 50px; border-top-right-radius: 50px; -moz-border-radius-topright: 50px, bTable] [STYLE=background-color: #C4C4C4; color: #9AB6BF; font-size: 30px; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; letter-spacing: -1px; text-align: left; text-transform: lowercase; line-height: 8px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px; margin-top: 10px;]♕ ♕ ♕ ♕ ♕[/style][STYLE=background-color: #C4C4C4; color: #79A8B7; font-size: 22px; font-family: century gothic; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; letter-spacing: -1px; text-align: left; text-transform: lowercase; line-height: 18px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px; padding-left: 10px;] we were the kings and queens [/style][STYLE=background-color: #BEBEBE; color: #70878F; font-size: 9px; font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: none; letter-spacing: 0px; text-align: justify; text-transform: uppercase; line-height: 8px; padding-left: 50px; padding-right: 150px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px;] of promise, we were the phantoms of ourselves, maybe the children of a lesser god, between heaven and hell, heaven and hell. [/style] | |
[STYLE=border: 4px solid #DDDDDD; margin-left: 10px; margin-top: 10px;][/style][STYLE=border: 4px solid #DDDDDD; margin-left: 10px;][/style][STYLE=border: 4px solid #DDDDDD; margin-left: 10px;][/style] | [STYLE=width: 282px; height: 316px; background-color: #DDDDDD; color: #50A6C2; font-size: 9px; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; padding: 4px; margin-left: -2px; margin-right: 10px; overflow: auto; opacity: 1; border-left: 4px solid #9AB6BF; margin-top: 10px;] Just another typical day in Castle Grado. Actually, it was much more peaceful than the norm, which Cesare greatly appreciated. The Lord of Grado wandered the halls of his ancestor's castle casually, his steps making loud sounds on the stone floor as he was not bothering to attempt silencing them. Cesare often gave off the impression of being a lazy, care-free, joker, as well a flirt. However, in truth he wasn't. As with most people, there was more to him than that. There was always something deeper to people, and Cesare was certainly no exception to that. He was...different. Random spurts of hyperness and otherwise extremely casual and borderline lazy on the outside, Cesare's mind was actually much more complex than most people gave him credit for, but only his closest advisers and friends knew that about him. His panel of generals had learned this quickly about him, learned that he had taken from his father when it came to intelligence. He was a lot like his father actually, and in more than just how they thought militarily. They both had sought to rebuild Grado's reputation as a menace, and to better the country. They both recognized that there was still a high number of unpleasant people in Grado's lands, and sought to better that and therefore better the lives of the citizens. They both sought the same forgiveness from Renais, for the betrayal their ancestors had committed. And they were both dedicated to this cause. However, Grado has always been a mainly military country, and that tradition has not changed under either of their rules. Still, he was a bit different from his father in other, less noticeable ways. After all, no two human beings were carbon copies of each other, not even genetic ones. Now that was a thought worth chuckling at, and being that Cesare loved to laugh he did give a little chuckle at it. His mind wandered often, and often his thoughts ended with a bit of humor. He also liked making other people laugh, aspects of his personality that were his own, that separated him from his father. True, his father has possessed a good sense of humor, but he didn't actually say things for the purpose of making people laugh like Cesare often did. Which was probably where his bad reputation came from, but to the people who mattered he was thought of fondly. But unfortunately, as a King he needed the hearts of everyone. Something he was working very diligently on achieving. [/style] |
[cs=2][STYLE=background-color: #C4C4C4; color: #50A6C2; font-size: 9px; font-family: verdana; font-style: none; font-weight: none; letter-spacing: 0px; text-align: justify; text-transform: none; line-height: 8px; padding: 4px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px; margin-top: 10px;] tags no one in particular words 420 comments lalala ! [/style][STYLE=background-color: #BEBEBE; color: #70878F; font-size: 9px; font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: none; letter-spacing: 0px; text-align: justify; text-transform: uppercase; line-height: 8px; padding-left: 150px; padding-right: 50px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;] TEMPLATE BY DARKEE OF BTN. lyrics from KINGS AND QUEENS by 30 SECONDS TO MARS. [/style] |