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'The Flattered One'






Name: Riley Corvin

Age: 18

Method and Year of Death: Car Crash in 2007


Middle child Riley was always very confident, but it wasn't the healthy confidence, it was the obsessive, narcisstic fragile confidence that usually came with insecurites. While she was a fairly attractive girl she wasn't as attractive as her sisters, and more importantly wasn't the most attractive girl at her school. But Riley was pragmatic, she did her best to adopt a look that best suited her, she would work on her personality and self image almost obsessively, she would be the ultimate teenager, the alpha female of the school.

But for Riley, Narcissim was a blackhole she was never going to be satisfied by the approval she was getting, she needed more. She needed to be the center of even more attention than she ever had. So she decided to throw a party, she wanted to be the ultimate number one host. The problem was, for her to get the best crowd she would have to invite the most popular and pretty girls in the school, which made her dreadfully self concious, as she didnt want to be upstaged. But she went ahead with it anyway, and the party was looking to be a success, while people were showing up she was still at her house making herself look as amazing as possible. She was running late because of how long she spent.

Once in her car and on the road, she started speeding, panicing that she was going to look unorganised, but as she panicked she started to sweat, which had he constantly checking herself in her hand mirror as she drove, it wasnt long before her neglegence to watch the road and her speeding caused her to crash into a truck, she was killed instanly, only 3 mins away from the party venue.

As a spirit, she now stalks glamorous women at parties and events, killing those she finds prettier than she is.


@CaughtInTheRiddle@Athinar@FantasyChic hey yall just added 3 of the daughters, working on the other 2, check out their themes and tell me if you find them fitting :)
@King Tai I posted first, so you have something to react to!

EnGarde!
Theme Of Stalking

The Monolith Graveyard was said to drive normal men mad with its unnaturual energy that hung in the atmosphere. The temprature felt all wrong, it was cold, but in a very thick and humid way, and there was no wind, not even a breeze, just stale air lightly covered by a small fog. There was also no sound, no traces of life, an empty unnerving realm of dread and isolation, Xing Yi could indeed imagine a weaker soul being driven to insanity. The place gave the living the feeling of what it was like to be undead.

Xing Yi's resolve was cast iron, no amount of unsettling enviroment was going to scare him, he spent 50 years in a chamber where time didn't move, and trained himself until he lost his sanity and then trained until he regained it, he had fought all manner of warriors and creatures in the Arena multiverse and this was just another chapter in his turbulent life. His body began to twitch, his clear mind was now disturbed by something....another life? A strong will, that of a competetior, a warrior's spirit. The air in the graveyard began to move ever so slightly, as another being now walked this plane. This being was far away but Xing could track him by following his life force. He summoned his Phoenix Rod and the magical item transformed into a longbow, he began to sprint stealthily towards his foe, closing the distance somewhat until he would be in range to fire. But not before sending a telepathic message.

Warrior, my name is Xing Yi, I am an Endless Monk and represent the otherwordly Shaolin, by entering this graveyard you have engaged me in combat, we will fight to the death, good luck to you.

He pulled out an arrow out of thin air and strung it too his bow, ready to fire at any moment.
@Aristia details on some of the kinks?
<Snipped quote by Dynamo Frokane>

It wasn't a jab. Sometimes you gotta relax, friendo.



When smug girls are like: sorry my taste in guys is a little more 'unique' then the average girl.

Roughly translates to I only date skinny, dorky white guys who play in mediocre to terrible bands with a healthy dose of passive aggression and fuck you money.

Working in the 'social scene' in London puts me in contact with these kinds of people almost on weekly basis.
<Snipped quote by Dynamo Frokane>

did you just quote a post from 12 months ago?


You dont think he still believes in all that MRA crap?
I hate feminists who treat MRA like they're a joke and offensive. MRA have every right to be taken seriously as they do and they as free American should be allowed to have a voice.


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