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    1. Belle 10 yrs ago

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8 yrs ago
Current To anyone who cares, I will be taking a break from rpg. I don’t know if I am coming back.
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8 yrs ago
Going to a dark place again... Trying to claw my way out is getting harder...
8 yrs ago
I am getting very tired of being blamed for things that are not my fault
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9 yrs ago
When you are so emotional you are close to dropping from every rp you are in just so people won't have to deal with you anymore
10 yrs ago
When a character that meant something to you gets torn down and thrown away like trash... 😢
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sorry wrong place!
I'm working on a small CS for Grexx then I will post again
@LadyRunic
lol I will work on a character sheet for him. I figured this rp could use the comic relief of a bumbling goblin.

@Prince of Seraphs Nyx you be nice to him!

@BlackPanther Poor Feoras. Lovely life-threatening plans are always interesting.

Wow! I can't believe it but I think I will reply twice in one night! OMG! The RP Gods are smiling on us!!
Grace had finally woken. She started whimpering and crying softly immediately. Kat barely heard Matt and Jenna speaking. All she could think was how this was her fault, Grace getting hurt. She had attacked the looter, making him drop the sack and causing Grace to hit her head. If there was permanent damage it would be Kat's fault. She had been trying to protect her... And now she was hurt...

Kat found herself in the truck with Jenna, not quite sure how she had gotten there. "I'm sorry," she murmured, cuddling the whimpering Grace to her, "I'm so sorry baby girl. I got you hurt. Mommy is sorry. I'm sorry Matt," she said even though he had left. He blamed her. How could he not? She wasn't fit to be a mother. "I'm sorry I got her hurt..."

Kat continued to murmur/whisper this as she cuddled and kissed her poor baby. "It's my fault," she finally said aloud to Jenna. "She got hurt because of me."
Kat wiped her face, blood from her broken nose coming off on her hand. There were dark bruises forming on her neck from the bastard's boot and it was hard for her to breathe. Every breath was pain.
I posted but forgot to tag people again. Sorry!

side note : I think I am going to really enjoy little Grexx. I might make a character sheet for him. I had planned on an old grumpy troll going to Spring, but as I was writing Grexx formed in my mind as something different altogether and I went with my gut. I hope everyone likes him. I plan on making him kind of like Dory : annoying and accident prone but adorable.
Arys


Arys merely raised an eyebrow at the Fall King's rather overly dramatic exit. It would be interesting being married to a male so dramatic. Normally it was the females that were the dramatic ones.
The slightest smirk appeared on her lips as she approached the roses. Very clever.
Taking one from the mound, she covered it in a fine veil of frost. Literally frozen in time, the rose would never wither unless the frost was melted.

Nyx spoke once again, to Arys' amusement. Why would she be interested in knowing how Spring functioned? It was less than useless to her. But if it would amuse the young ruler to think they were friends, she would oblige him for now.
"I do not understand your reasoning on this matter, especially since I am to be married to your enemy soon, but if it provides me some amusement I will allow it for the time being, provided I can recall my servant at any time as you can yours. And should anything befall my servant, I am free to do what I wish with yours. If you agree to these terms my vassel shall appear in your lands by sundown."

Arys stood back and inclined her head toward each remaining ruler. "If there is nothing else..." she said, leaving a long pause for Feo- Summer to say what he wished. He had been silent and she found herself supremely curious as to what he thought of all that had occured at this Moot. Did he not care that she was set to wed the Fall King, to be called his and bare his child? Once she had her heart back, she was certain this non-action by him would be very hurtful to her. "... then I shall take my leave."

Finally, after all had been said or unsaid, she closed her eyes. An icy wind swept the area and snow flakes swirled around them before hiding her from their view. Once the snow cleared, the Winter Queen was gone.

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When the human appeared in the middle of the court the creatures of Winter hissed and snarled. The court was filled with goblins, trolls, ogres, gremlins... the only things of some beauty were the few kelpies that watched from afar.
"A human in Winter!"
"No human has entered Winter in decades!"
"Is she a pet for the Queen?"
"Is she food?"
"I want her liver."
"I want her bones to chew on."
"I want her eyes."

The ugly creatures ventured closer, their chattering and laughing growing louder. A goblin finally reached a clawed hand toward the woman.
A deathly silence fell on the court. The goblin had been frozen solid, his twisted features pained and his limbs contorted in agony. The others immediately rushed away from the throne, which the Queen now sat upon. She didn't need to say anything. They already knew that the goblin had been punished for taking liberties the Queen had not given him leave to take.
Once she had stared down the rest of the court, Arys turned her gaze on the human. She had long reddish hair and fair skin, pleasing features and nimble hands. The hands of an artist or a musician.
"Most would think it unwise to send a prospective bride a female as a gift, but Lord Falk does what he wishes with no concern for what is wise doesn't he?" she said aloud. "I am Arys, Queen of the Winter Realm. You will give me your name human."

A test for the human servant. Was she a stupid annoyance that Falk had foisted off onto Arys? What was the value of the gift she had been sent? Would she give her real name to a very powerful unknown fae?
Once she had answered Arys inclined her head slightly towards the frozen corpses around them.

"I shall be asking you a series of questions. Think carefully about your words and actions before you commit to them. But before we begin... Grexx!"

A small goblin came rushing forward, nearly tripping on his own feet. "Yes your Grace! I'm coming your Grace! I'm sorry your Grace!" He finally did trip and came tumbling to a stop at the foot of the throne. Arys closed her eyes, mentally counting to ten in annoyance. This would at least be an opportunity to get this little grub out of her hair.
"You will be sent to the Spring Court as my vassal. You will stay in the Spring Court and observe. Report your findings back to me via the message crystal. Be courteous to the Spring King and his court, but do not give away more information than needed."
"B-b-but my Lady! Your Grace! Your Majesty! I c-c-c-can't go there! It's too bright! It's too warm! It's too... too... Spring-y! Please there must be another... b-b-better that you could send-!"
"Enough!" Arys said, her voice sharp and dangerous and Grexx lowered his head and whimpered loudly, shaking from head to toe. "You will do as commanded. Now go!"
In a wave of her hand snow enveloped the shaking goblin and he vanished.

"Now," Arys said, already feeling more relaxed, turning her attention back the the human. "This human is in my service until the Lord Falk deems to retrieve her. She is not to be touched. You are to see to any request she makes, within reason, and treat her as a guest of my court. Is that clear?"
"Yes my Queen," the entire assembly said in unison.
Nodding in satisfaction, Arys addressed the human now. "You shall be treated as a guest unless you abuse my hospitality, in turn you shall be treated as a prisoner instead. Now," she said, her voice becoming a little less sharp and more gentle. "Tell me, what has Falk told you about the arrangement between us?"

She would see what this human knew then explain as she needed. The human was holding a harp so Arys assumed she could play the thing. It would be a welcome change. For a queen as beautiful as she was to be constantly surrounded by ugliness was something of a trial for her. In truth she had longed for a long time for some kind of beauty other than the ice sculptures she created.
@Wick
I was planning on her just having a bad bruise and possibly a goose egg. someone with nursing skills like Jenna would care for her and they had some medical supplies. I asked my mom (who is a nurse) about a small child being hit hard enough to knock them out and she said as long as they keep her calm and resting she should be fine but it might take a while since they don't have the resources of a hospital.
well I finally was able to post and it was quite heart wrenching if I do say so myself
Grace screamed as both looters and walkers attacked. Her screams caused the walkers to head in her direction. Kat began to panic. "Gracie!" she screamed and dove under the table to grab her baby before a walker could reach her. She kicked at the creature as it snarled and tried to sink it's teeth into her leg. Suddenly she was pulled out from under the table backwards thanks to a hand in her hair.
While Matt was fighting off walkers the looters were taking anything they could lay their hands on, including people. The one who had grabbed her hair used his other hand to squeeze her neck. Kat struggled and screamed as her baby was ripped from her arms by another looter. Grace screamed an ear piercing scream as the looter shoved her into a sack.
Kat kicked backwards, getting the guy holding her in the balls. He let go and she attacked the man trying to take her baby with all of the viciousness of a mother lion. She put three deep scratches down the looter's face and neck, digging into his eyes. He dropped the sack and Grace stopped screaming.
Panic filled Kat. "NO!" she screamed in agony and went for the sack. Grace was alive, but she had a large bruise forming on her head where it had hit the floor.

"MATT!" Kat screamed to him as the looter she had donkey kicked loomed over her, furious. He kicked her hard in the stomach, making her cough up blood. He kicked Kat again in the face. She heard rather than felt her nose break. Her eyes stared at the ceiling in a daze. The looter's foot came down on her throat, putting pressure on it to the point where she could barely breathe. The pressure didn't last long. Just as suddenly as he had attacked the man was yanked towards the ground. In his intent on beating Kat he had failed to notice two walkers coming towards him. He screamed as they began to tear into his flesh.

Kat crawled to Grace and cuddled her close, forcing herself to stand. A wave of nausea made her unsteady on her feet. Staggering, she fled the room.
The lower half Kat's face was covered in blood from her bleeding broken nose and she was sure she had a concusion. She waited in the hallway until Matt appeared. He would see Kat trying desperately to wake up her baby.
"Matt," Kat said weakly, tears running down her face. "She has to wake up... please God let her wake up... oh God please not my baby..."
I work an insanely long day today (around 14 hrs) so I will try to post when I get home but no promises
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