|Scribbles| A Selection Roleplay |
In the kingdom of Scribblaire, nothing has ever been normal. Even the name of the kingdom came because of that reason.
That one and only reason.
You see, no one knows how this started, but it did. From centuries ago, the people of Scribblaire suffered from, well, a few scribbles. No, no, nothing like how it may sound.
Each and every day, the moment they wake up, a writing appears on the person's palm. Just a random writing? You wish. That scribble was more like a quote that helped you through the day or maybe even kept you worrying through the day. A saying about your day. Or maybe a tip for the day.
Whatever it is, it has always been haunting. If it says something will happen, it will happen.
You woke up every morning to a new writing on your arm that soon disappeared. Everyone did.
But there was one scribble, the one that was about your or your life, the one that you had from the moment you opened your eyes. It never vanished and was always there on your body. Could be your palm, neck, forehead, arm, legs, maybe even on one of your toes! The tiny writing never disappeared.