(Open RP! I'm the girl. Someone be the guy??) He walked into the tavern cautious of the people around him. They were all criminals for sure. He could tell. As he took a seat. A girl and a man sit beside me. One look I know that poor girl isn't a felon. She sits close to the man but seems terrified of him. I get a look at him and I realize he's a hunter. The hunter. This poor girl must be his prey.
Once upon a time, there was a princess with a heart full of goodness who dreamt that one day her prince will come and marry her. She waited and waited, until he came, only to leave her heartbroken. Her heart turned bitter and poisoned her mind. The hopeful princess died, and what has risen out of her was a monster - perhaps the most frightening of them all.
In Sociology at (secondary) school, whenever our teacher taught about Feminism as part of the course, she apologised and rolled her eyes, and most of the class groaned and complained and laughed a little too hysterically at everything that lesson.