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9 yrs ago
Current Dammit, uni!
9 yrs ago
What's this? What's this? Reliable internet? *le gasp*
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9 yrs ago
A 13 page review on Le Fanu's Carmilla finished. Now I just gotta survive tomorrow and that's a whole boatload of stress off my shoulders.
9 yrs ago
Dealing with a lot of work from uni right now. Probably won't get any roleplaying done for a while. Why can't there be a major in uni about roleplay?!
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9 yrs ago
Why am I craving zombie and slice of life rps right now?
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@HaleyTheRandom I'm sure they'll behave.
Wait. I thought we were kinda basing this on modern tech. I kinda imagined Xaecia to have all the modern technology we have now but constantly upgrading. Right now, though, I don't think their battlesuits are kinda possible. Maybe not yet.

But yeah. Probably the closest Xaecia is working on for future tech would be like idk flying cars ala Back to the future? :p

Also, @HaleyTheRandom just confirming. Evie isn't paired up with anyone yet, right? I just wanna make sure for when I post. If she still isn't with anyone, I'll just make it so that the dude is still unnamed.
Power got cut off yesterday :<

But hey. I read over@TheHangedMan's character and I give it my approval. It's the newest out of all the kingdoms, right? Did I understand thay right?
There's a huge ass storm in my country today. Dunno what this means for my internet connection, but I will try to get something up.
@Love Me Dead Oh my gods, yasss

And Blake's dress is linked on the words light and dark on her post.
Blake's dress is the one on the right in the pictures linked. And yes, I think those are cockroaches.
Blake de Boer of Xaecia

Three sharp knocks on her door were meant to wake Blake up, but she had long been up and ready. She leaned back on the chair while her fingers moved swiftly over the keyboard of her laptop, stormy grey eyes never leaving the illuminated screen. Several windows were opened up, one of which contained a public dossier on her betrothed while another held the inter-kingdom rumor mill. Angel Langar. She had no idea why the King had even decided to marry her off to this loser? Blake eyed the offered picture again and scoffed. Unruly hair and pierced lips? He looked every bit like he was trying too hard to act rebellious, but she had a feeling he wouldn't be the type to actually take a stand against those above him.

"Pathetic," she muttered under her breath before she shut the laptop down, only after completely wiping the data of her search. It wouldn't do to tip people off that she had more knowledge on the prince than they thought she had. After all, for the King, she had been blind to the kingdom's politics long ago.

Another set of three sharp knocks sounded from her door. "I'm coming! I'm a cripple, not deaf!" She could almost hear whoever was out there pause, and a smirk made its way to her lips. It wasn't until she heard footsteps move away from the door that she allowed a breath to escape her lips. A cornered animal will take drastic measures to ensure its survival. She frowned at the thought.

"This is no time to get hung up on worthless thoughts," she said to herself as she walked over to the dress she had laid out on the bed. It was beautiful, something she'd chosen out not because of how it looked like in the light, but because of what it was meant to look in the dark. It offered a kind of hidden depth that she liked while also proclaiming a message in broad daylight. It was perfect. She shrugged out of her hoodie and baggie jeans, and put on the dress. It was a hard task to accomplish on her own, but after the many years when she'd been forced to fend for herself, she had learned. It only took her less than half an hour to put it on. Heels weren't part of her ensemble, but she didn't see that as much of a problem. If the information she had on Angel was correct - and there was a 0.001% percent chance that it was inaccurate in any way - then her wearing heels would put him at a height disadvantage. Not exactly a good first impression.

Dressed and primped, Blake exited the hotel room and allowed herself to be lead to the limo. The King was already sat inside, purposely ignoring her existence after offering a look of distaste at her clothing choice. She could leave with that. She has lived with that. The hotel in which she had been tasked to stay in hadn't been that far off from the castle, which was a blessing. That cut the time they'd have to share an enclosed space into simply an hour.

Soon enough, the car came to a stop in front of the castle grounds and the door on Blake's side was opened for her. She allowed herself to be helped out and offered a small smile of thanks to the man before allowing herself a moment to survey the area. "Time to meet prince charming," she mused.
Got an Evie post up. I'll make something for Blake tomorrow. It's getting kinda late.
Everine Fiske of Shdowpine

Evie stared out the car's window in complete amazement. She had never been out of Shdowpine despite her father's previous attempts of bringing her with him during his diplomatic meetings. She had always chosen those times to visit the Shdowpinians and offer her company, but now she wished she had joined him. Aciras didn't seem anything like Shdowpine. For the young princess, it was like stepping into a whole new world free of the snow covering the roads and the rural ambiance that loomed over her country despite the technological advancements that they had integrated into their society. This place - the place where she would meet the one she'd wed - was completely foreign to her.

The car came to a halt in front of the castle and Evie's hand was immediately on the knob. The clearing of her father's throat did give her pause and she turned back to her family for what might be the first time since she entered the vehicle. He shot her a pointed look, albeit with a warm smile. A nod to him and a quick look in the rearview mirror of the car and she was good to go. Her contacts were on. Her make-up wasn't garish. And her clothes - she didn't miss the way her mother shot them a dirty look - were perfect.

"I'm all good," she announced. When her father gave her a satisfied nod, she ruffled Feliks' hair before exiting the vehicle herself. One of the suited men from the castle had taken a step back as she opened the door before his hand even reached it, and she looked around. There was another car, but it seemed that its occupants had already entered the castle. Evie waited for the rest of her family to exit the vehicle, with her mother guiding the three-year old with a loving smile and her father immediately taking a stand by her side.

"Are you ready?" he asked, a hint of worry seeping through his usual gruff tone.

Evie nodded, understanding the way the hand on her arm seemed to tighten a tad. She knew the reason behind her father's hesitation - but perhaps, not all of it - and she knew that he would stop it all if he could. "I'm sure whoever he is, he'll be nice." The way his father's eyes hardened in a way that said, 'he better be', elicited a bark of laughter from the princess. She grinned up at him and linked their arms together as they made their way inside the castle.
Woot woot! First post is up! I'll get working on a post for my two unbetrothed ladies.
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