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Genevieve
The morning is a beautiful one I observe out my window. Hopefully I'll be able to enjoy it outdoors instead of cooped up inside waiting on rude drunks. I sit up in my bed finally after procrastinating for a good 20 minutes. With a sigh I'm out of bed and slipping on my only outfit. I glance at the mirror and frown at my reflection. Thankfully tonight is an off night for me. I can make a quick run to the forest and swim in the stream. Maybe then I'll smell a little more pleasant than I do at the present moment.

I head downstairs and tell my boss that I am present and ready for duty. I then get to work serving the guests breakfast. I put on a fake smile towards these people, even though a quarter of them flirted with me the night before in a drunken stupor. They probably only hold affection for me because I bring them their booze. It is then that I see Andy sitting alone in a corner reading his books.

He somehow always finds a way to be here during the morning for breakfast just so he can say hi. He has a good heart and I love him for that. The boss is always teasing that one day I'll become his bride. Not only does he not hold such feelings for me, but I don't think that I feel that way for him. I've never felt what real love is. Maybe he is what is best for me, but like I said it is not possible. He couldn't possibly love me in that way. Its like we are brother and sister.

I sit down next to him and grin, "How is your morning so far?"

"Decent." he says with a sigh, "Can't seem to get this book finished though. Its intriguing...just not attention holding. If you understand my meaning."

"Of course I do! Are you up for a swim today after my shift?" I ask and he grins like a silly little boy. He loves to go swimming with me. Its fun mainly because I can manipulate the weeds to pull him under.

After getting yelled at for sitting around on the job I get back to work. It seems like it is going to be a slow day and I'm thankful for that.
I jump slightly and turn towards him. "You nearly gave me a heart attack, Prince James." I put a hand over my heart. I look back at Midnight and nod, "I was planning on riding. I suppose company would be appreciated." He seems kind enough, even if he does stalk people when they obviously want to be alone. I glance over at him once more as he puts the saddle on his horse.

At the mention of my brother my heart constricts in my chest. How long will it be until the mere mention of his name doesn't make me want to cry? How many years will have to pass before I can find joy in his memory instead of anguish? I have no idea and I feel lost because of this fact. I feel as if his death will never stop haunting me. I gulp.

I Smile softly, "I did not dismiss you." I mount my horse, "I merely..." I search for an answer, "Tried to allow you to be by yourself." I chuckle softly. I look at him as he tells me about himself. What should I say? I love reading? Wouldn't that sound like I'm repeating what he has said? I gulp again. How can he be making me feel so nervous? Why should I care what he thinks. Its not like it would make a difference. "Your sisters want to meet me? I can't imagine why. I"m really not that interesting." I slowly have my horse walk outside into the fresh air.
Here ya go :) I'll do Character Sheets when I get back. :)
Shit. A tank. I have no idea how to fix this. I look at my new companion and groan. I hate tanks. I run faster, shooting a spitter in the face before jumping off of the coaster and hitting the alarm off button. "Come on! We can avoid it if we run fast. I don't have enough ammo to take down a tank at the moment."
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I was looking forward to not having to say a word, but it seems I must find my voice. I stare at the beautiful ring in his hand. "Its beautiful, Prince James. Thank you." I reach out and take it with shaking hands. I smile at him, "I know that this...situation is not what either of us ever expected. At first I wasn't even the heir...but I'm happy that I'll be married to someone that has a good heart." I put the ring on my finger, surprised that it fits. I glance out at the window noticing the beautiful day outside. Oh how I ache to be riding my horse.

I glance at the Prince. At least he is handsome and kind. It could have been much worse I suppose. I sigh, "Well, I'm guessing you are tired from your long journey. I assure you Lily will help you find your room." I glance over at my lady and she smiles warmly with a nod. "I don't want to keep you for much longer. It was very nice to meet you, Prince James." I curtsy and with a warm smile I walk up to my room.

Finally, I can get out of this god awful dress and change into something more comfortable. I walk into my dressing room and grab my riding dress. The feeling of the material brings me excitement. I slip off the ball gown and then put on my riding gown. I grin as I make my way out to the hallway. Hopefully no one will see me and bother me about the Prince on the way.

Once I'm at the stables I begin to brush my horse, Midnight.
Sounds awesome! So, would you like the start off the RP or should I?
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I gasp at his reflexes and sigh. "Fine. But just know that if you point that damn thing at me again I'll shoot you in the balls." I smile sweetly and then turn towards the door. I am unsure if this will make noise, but I guess it is important that we get through to the other side. I press the button and an alarm sounds. "Well shit." I mutter as I step through. Looks like the only way to the safe room is up and around the wooden roller coaster. I begin to run. I can hear the swarming zombies and my heart is going crazy. My gun is pointed straight ahead and I shoot a few in the face as I move past them.
Genevieve
I stare into the mirror, but the person I see is not who I used to be. Her eyes hold such sadness and her beauty is marred because of this sadness. I don't know her anymore. Shes the kind of person that allows others to tell her what to do. I never prepared myself to have to marry a stranger...but she has accepted this fact. Sometimes I wonder if I'll ever be me again. Is it even a possibility?

A knock at my door makes me stumble out of my daydream. My eyes refocus on the image in front of me as I yell, "Come in!" To whomever stands waiting at the door. She is likely my lady in waiting Lily. My intuition is correct as she walks into the room. I smile softy at her, "How has your morning been?" She replies with a simple good and sets to work on my long dark curls. I sit there and endure the discomfort of someone else doing my hair and makeup for me. It makes me feel so useless.

After my makeup is perfect and not a strand on my head is out of place she ushers me into my dressing room. It is here that I am to pick out the dress I will wear in order to meet my betrothed. I could care less, but my father would likely be very angry if I were to not look my best. So I pick my favorite blue gown. It's corset may make me unable to breath, but the dress is beautiful. "I wonder if its too...fancy Lily. It looks more like I'm going to ball then meeting some Prince." She simply assures me that it is simply perfect.

I am then ushered to one final stop: The downstairs meeting room. I descend the stairs to where my father is calmly standing. I curtsy and then turn towards the door. His booming voice fills the room, "This is my Daughter. Princess Genevieve." I smile weakly at the people standing in front of me. I am unsure of what I am supposed to say so I just keep my mouth shut and curtsy once more towards the visitors.
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