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The Villainess
STATUS: I've gone back to school, so responses are going to be slower than normal for the forseeable future. 2 mos ago
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I've gone back to school, so responses are going to be slower than normal for the forseeable future.
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"Show them I'm the judgement call, the one who makes a kingdom fall."
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"But! I should have known better. Nothing ever stays dead..."
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"There is no one in this room that can stand against me! The Hand of God be my witness, I am the Voice from the Outer World!"
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Took me 10 years to realize antagonists are way more fun to write.
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Your Local Antagonist
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"A million times I have done this charade. The moment people figure it out, I get the boot." she thought.
"But don't you want to see the fear in their eyes when they see who you really are...? Don't you want dominion of this place, just like how you were unchallenged in Vaal Kastrix?" said the Voice.
Ciara scoffed, immediately thinking of Gulliver and Valen. "I'd love to wipe the smirk off their faces."
"It starts by building a rumor. A rumor of power. This could be the place to start."
She took a deep breath, narrowing her eyes resolutely at the Undermage. "Head Advisor, with all due respect, you have no right to ask me about my intentions. If you want answers..."
She stood from her seat, rising to her full height.
"You'll have to duel me for them."
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Iris Ascendis Roleplay (2023) | TikTok Tribute
Her breath caught when she felt the cold metal of a pistol against her temple.
"Put the heart down, and back the hell up if you want your friend to live," the guard said to Ellie in a rumbling baritone, digging the gun into Dream's head.
Dream squinted at Ellie, vision blurred as she tried to breathe. The heart, glinting in Ellie's hands.
The doctor, his face turning white every time she asked what would happen if they failed. Above all else, he said, they had to keep the heart safe. They had to, even if it meant...
She snarled, her boot stamping down on the guard's foot, a burst of light bruising the bone. He yelped, losing his grip. That's all she needed, and she tore away. But in her haste, she saw his free arm reaching for her, and she slipped on panicked feet as he pushed her off the railing.
She held back a scream, staring straight down into the boiling pit below. The guard wrapped a tight hand around her ankle, and Ellie could see Dream's other foot flailing; she restrained herself poorly from kicking the guard, desperately hoping she wouldn't die.
As her captor supported himself against the railing, his pistol pointed at Ellie.
"I'll drop her, I swear I'll drop her!"
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TENEBRAE: The Rebellion of Shadows Roleplay (2021)
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Deep, golden orbs stared back at her from within the cave.
God, she couldn't breathe.
He was monstrous. The ground trembled under her feet as his rippling, massive body exited the cave. Thunderous footsteps left cracks in the dirt, his breath sent waves of heat creeping over her skin. The transformation was slow, but it looked like something from a nightmare with the way his long teeth were bared.
A great and terrible roar sounded from his gaping maw.
She needed to run. Now.
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Academy 218 Roleplay (2014)
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Wow, looks like I might have to post again, hehe. Perhaps tomorrow or the day after.
Since the execution is happening the same day that Nyx became Asteria, she would still be playing that role. However... I imagine it would be a simple thing to have Mene and her in their quarters on the ship, and have Mene fall asleep...
I was a bit busy again today, sorry for the delay! Should have something up tomorrow.
A little birdie told me we are waiting on a post from @Irradiant to continue the execution scene. If @ERode and @Irradiant want to coordinate, the floor is open. :>
Plaza at the Pier, Execution Platform
“Though your people are not here, speak now, and die knowing that your words shall be carried to them, that this moment will be how you will be eulogized. You are, after all, already destined for death. What reasons remain for you to watch your words?"
Sev didn't fight it when Duke Rhinecliff had pried his mouth open. But he definitely leveled a flat gaze.
A eulogy, eh?
His eyes closed momentarily, imagining the vineyards of Nordor, the laughter of children in the street, life bursting from the very air. The carefree nature of the younger generation was carefully tended to by grizzled adults with a strong distrust to their neighbors in Aethera, Tarin, and Dibevin. And an even stronger distrust to the Crown in Hathforth.
The distrust wasn't uncalled for. Aethera especially loved to flaunt their magical prowess at Nordor whenever they had the chance. A long time ago Aethera was bold enough to bully the farmers of Nordor before Nordor retaliated with the Nordor Coalition, filled with men who had battle tactics and skils with the sword that rivaled the empty-headedness and dependency on magic of the Aetherians.
It was always Nordor, alone, having to stick up for itself in this province. It made the people jaded, but proud of their own strength. Their honest strength.
And here he was, having pushed it too far in the presence of the tyranny that aimed to slowly bleed Nordor dry. But, if Sev had to do it all over again, he wouldn't have changed a word he said on the night of the gala.
It was all the truth.
His eyes opened, and he regarded his ‘old friend’ with a mixture of gratitude and steel-heartedness, before he addressed the crowd. Addressed the Queen.
“The people of Nordor have always been known for their strong will, their determination, in the face of imminent defeat. Their refusal to die quietly.”
His fists clenched, causing the shackles on his wrists to clink. Sev's eyes narrowed at the Wizard Queen.
“I want my people to know that as one falls, a thousand Sev Willowsteels will rise. You can't kill a revolution, you can't silence a movement by killing the leader.”
His chin jutted out defiantly, staring right at the Queen. “Those present here know exactly what they're doing. It won't work. The people's cries will reach the All-force, and we will be here. Today, tomorrow. Ready to watch your reign end.”
And he drily spat on the ground in the direction of the Wizard Queen's feet. The Queen herself gave no reaction, staring with a bored expression.
Sev's eyes closed, he breathed in, and stared back at Duke Rhinecliff, his voice soft.
“Just do it quickly.”
@Nanaya Oh yeah, if Ciara were to look at the actual Umbralist (so cool), what sort of aura would she see?
Slight delay on my end, post up tomorrow!
Slight delay on my end, I'll have a post up tomorrow.
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