CleverFox@LadyRunic I feel like my posts suck. Plus I have a lot of projects hat I have taken on because I have so many ideas but then once I start actually doing them I realize how little time I actually have. But I enjoy the projects so I keep them up.
Belle
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searching for my Beast
STATUS: To anyone who cares, I will be taking a break from rpg. I don’t know if I am coming back. 6 yrs ago
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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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6 yrs ago
Going to a dark place again... Trying to claw my way out is getting harder...
6 yrs ago
I am getting very tired of being blamed for things that are not my fault
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6 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
8 yrs ago
When a character that meant something to you gets torn down and thrown away like trash... 😢
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I need to finish a paper, work on a project for finals, write a script for tonight and register for Spring classes.
But my bed feels so good...
But my bed feels so good...
@LadyRunic shhhh... let me dream
Both him and Falk are out of my league anyway so all I can do is dream and drool
Both him and Falk are out of my league anyway so all I can do is dream and drool
@Forett
Ooooooooh me likey hot male maleficent! *drools*
Ooooooooh me likey hot male maleficent! *drools*
Why do video renderings take so looooooooooooong? *dies of impatience*
Elsa tried to remove herself from the situation occurring before her. She turned her back and raised her eyes heavenward then closed them, drowning out the screams and the carnage with the music in her mind.
Child of the wilderness...
born into emptiness...
learn to be lonely...
Her lips faintly turned up into a smile. It has been the song she had done at her first public performance. Many in attendance had cried. Her friends had been shocked at the depth of emotion she had displayed. It was when they had learned a truth about Elsa : she saved all of her emotion, all of her vulnerability, for her music.
A violent shove on her shoulder knocked her from her own world and back to the present. The bitchy woman she'd been having trouble with since the beginning pushed past her, nearly knocking her over.
"The fox says we're going on," she said acidly. "Or you can feel free to stand there like a moron in dreamland and get mauled. But I would much rather watch that hot fae king rip you to shreds," she added, smiling evilly. "Wipe that ice bitch look off of your face. Make you scream. Make you beg for mercy."
Elsa did not reply. It was beneath her. The woman was masking her own fear by going after others and it seemed Elsa was her prime target.
So they were moving on? That was fine by her. She wanted to get to the palace, or whatever they called it here, and find out her place in all of this. All she wanted was the opportunity. Just one opportunity to show her talent, to earn a place NOT in the stomach of one of these creatures.
The sounds from below them made her want to grind her teeth and cover her ears, but she set her jaw and stared straight ahead. The child, at least it looked like a child, caught her interest, especially his black eyes. Elsa had a secret obsession with dark urban legends and one of her favorite to read about was of "The Black-Eyed Children". She wondered if it was creatures like this child that inspired such stories. How many other urban legends were inspired by fae creatures? Was she going to see some form of Slenderman or The Rake pop up somewhere?
One of the male fae watching their procession eyed her up and down, a forked tongue sliding out to lick his lips. Elsa immediately averted her eyes and thanked whatever deity was listening that she could not read minds. Of course his expression could be read easily enough. It made her skin crawl.
Child of the wilderness...
born into emptiness...
learn to be lonely...
Her lips faintly turned up into a smile. It has been the song she had done at her first public performance. Many in attendance had cried. Her friends had been shocked at the depth of emotion she had displayed. It was when they had learned a truth about Elsa : she saved all of her emotion, all of her vulnerability, for her music.
A violent shove on her shoulder knocked her from her own world and back to the present. The bitchy woman she'd been having trouble with since the beginning pushed past her, nearly knocking her over.
"The fox says we're going on," she said acidly. "Or you can feel free to stand there like a moron in dreamland and get mauled. But I would much rather watch that hot fae king rip you to shreds," she added, smiling evilly. "Wipe that ice bitch look off of your face. Make you scream. Make you beg for mercy."
Elsa did not reply. It was beneath her. The woman was masking her own fear by going after others and it seemed Elsa was her prime target.
So they were moving on? That was fine by her. She wanted to get to the palace, or whatever they called it here, and find out her place in all of this. All she wanted was the opportunity. Just one opportunity to show her talent, to earn a place NOT in the stomach of one of these creatures.
The sounds from below them made her want to grind her teeth and cover her ears, but she set her jaw and stared straight ahead. The child, at least it looked like a child, caught her interest, especially his black eyes. Elsa had a secret obsession with dark urban legends and one of her favorite to read about was of "The Black-Eyed Children". She wondered if it was creatures like this child that inspired such stories. How many other urban legends were inspired by fae creatures? Was she going to see some form of Slenderman or The Rake pop up somewhere?
One of the male fae watching their procession eyed her up and down, a forked tongue sliding out to lick his lips. Elsa immediately averted her eyes and thanked whatever deity was listening that she could not read minds. Of course his expression could be read easily enough. It made her skin crawl.
Working on my post now.
In case anyone is interested, I finally found a theme song for Elsa:
I'm going to try and find a way to incorporate it somewhere
In case anyone is interested, I finally found a theme song for Elsa:
I'm going to try and find a way to incorporate it somewhere
@Belle Nice, I love your posts with the Ice Queen. I like your character. :P
Thank you! That means so much to me. Elsa is very different from characters I usually play but I wanted to challenge myself. I will say she is difficult to write for.
Doing some recording but as soon as it's finished I will post while it's rendering.
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