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I joined 8 years ago now.

I enjoy pm rps, if anyone is interested. but I will do thread rps too.

I am into otome games. I enjoy rock music. I like reading.



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Alexander James Francis Maximillion Nightingale


Alexander continued to try and get to her for a while longer. The servants continued to try and stop him. He heard their pleas but he did not head them, at least not right away. His stubbornness seemed to continue on. He was not giving up, not even for a moment, well... so far anyway. Servants would continue to watch with wide eyes. They still did not see the guilty party right away, as their focus was on the king at the moment. This king was not stopping, at least not right away.

"Princess....."

Surprisingly, he did not shout that time. Although.... he did continue to try and reach for him, even as the others did their best to hold him back and try to get him to rest, to stay on the cot. As they did so, the shadows had since revealed the guilty party, the ones not yet consumed by the chaos that is. The maid took more steps back. She tried to resume blending into the crowd long enough to get away, if she even had to run in the first place that is, or to flee that is. Anyway, the king kept his eyes on Rosalind. They never glanced away, not even for a moment.

"Let me go...That is an order."

He said it rather calmly for some reason. However, it was one order that would not be headed, and he would have a serious, a very serious, talk with the guards servants and so one at a soon, but later time. That was when he heard the princess speak. He blinked. He was silent for a brief moment. The king made one last attempt to reach for her before he spoke.

"Milady....."

Suddenly, his voice was barely above a whisper. His heart was sinking for some reason, seeing her like that. What was going on with him? He barely knew her. Of course, that did not matter when it calm to matches that were made in his culture, at least not much, but one thing at a time. Anyway, that was when he heard another voice. The king blinked... again, and he looked towards who had spoken. It was one of the guards who had spoken. Apparently, according to them, the shadows had had found the culprit. What? The culprit? Someone had had caused all of this themselves?! Who?! Why?! Who was the traitor?!! Many such angry questions would arise. His eyes scanned around, looking for the shadows in question. He would see them soon enough.

"............................."

The state of the princess, the chaos, what had been done to him.... all of it was rushing around as various images inside his mind at the moment. His eyes would narrow. They seemed to glow almost, but not in the way the vampires of old legends' would. This was.... different, very different indeed. He tried to stand up. He tried to walk to where the shadows were. The king had seen the maid and he was trying to get to them, but servants and guards suddenly tried to keep him from doing so. They wanted him to remain on the cot. They wanted him to rest. He thought he heard a guard say they would take care of it, but he shook his head. He wanted to take care of this matter himself, and for obvious reasons. But, they insisted on doing so for him. He sighed and frowned, eyes still narrowed. The king kept shaking his head, but no one seemed to be listening to him still.

"They will get away!"

True to his prediction, the one in question made to run off. She seemed to fade into the shadows behind the crowds, truly blending in. She was making her escape, or so it would seem. She was doing her best to get away. That was when the king gave an angry roar. He glared at the guards and servants now, another first.

"You see that?! What did I say to all of you?!"

Guards were running off after her upon him shouting like that.
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I was a straight A student until almost 5th grade.
One B in English class changed everything(lol)
Seriously though, by the time I was in high school I did start to struggle quite a bit with some classes. I was just happy if I got a passing grade for the rest of my time in school.
Alexander James Francis Maximillion Nightingale


Alexander tried to wave off the servants' pleas. He was not in the mood for that. That much was clear, for sure. He kept trying to get off the cot. The king was not going to stay put, not even for a moment. This was one male who did not seem to care about whatever condition he, himself, was in, as his mind was focused on another, and that being was the one on the cot nearby.

"Milady!"

He called out to her again. The king kept trying to get to her. He wanted her to hear him, to open her eyes. Alexander did not recall himself ever being so frantic and such before. But now? Now he was. Things were certainly different now. Things were truly changing somehow. Anyway, he saw the medics that were near the princess. Alexander kept trying to get to her, to get around the medics and approach her. The king was not going to give up on doing so without a fight. That much was becoming more and more clear as the moments passed. The king was seemed to be a bit...stubborn, but also, he seemed to have a good reason for being that way.

The maid who had caused all the problems, the chaos, in the first place, was watching from the crowds. Her eyes remained narrowed, and she continued to smirk. Somehow, she still remained unnoticed, hiding in plain sight. She almost did not notice nor see the shadow that seemed to be searching for her. She did not really care either way at the moment. Her plans had already been put into place. Everything was going according to plan. She was happy to see that. Anyway, the king continued to be quite frantic.

"Let me go! Do not touch me! I must get to her!"

He tried to push away servants and guards while his eyes remained on her. He blinked when he saw she was finally awake, and it appeared like he was finally stopping, freezing almost. His voice would suddenly turn quiet as he spoke again.

"M....milady?"

He tried to reach for her at that moment. But it would be made difficult for obvious reasons. The shadows around them were still in a bit of chaos, despite what the princess did, but he did not seem to care at that small moment. His mind was clearly distracted during that time. His eyes never left her, not even for a moment. It would seem he had incentive to make his announcement much sooner than he had intended to. He had hoped to announce his choice at the end of the ball, but it seemed, now, like that was not going to happen. However, he would not do so right at that moment. She needed to recover after all, and things needed to settle down first. Not to mention, they needed to stop the chaos that was happening and find whoever was responsible, because it was obvious the king would not suddenly lose control like that, nor would such chaos happen on its' own.

The maid would look down. She blinked. She almost saw the shadow. The servant, or former servant if she was to be caught, would back away a bit. She would make to blend in within the crowd more. She was attempting to remain unnoticed, while still watching what was going on. She was not going to give up on her plans.

The king continued to reach towards the princess.

"I....I'm sorry......"
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Alexander blinked. He froze, where he was, for a time. He was just barely able to look, or rather glance, behind him in the direction of the female voice upon hearing it. Footsteps were heard before the voice was. The king had not expected anyone to come looking for him other than a servant, let alone know where he was, up until just then. His eyes landed on....Princess Rosalind! His eyes grew wide and he attempted to get up on his own, despite everything that was happening, with himself and with his castle.

"M....Milady! You must get out of here! You....you need to be somewhere safe!"

He ended up collapsing onto the floor again. It would be a struggle to return to a sitting position, let alone stand up. For some reason, not only was his magic growing out of control and bringing more, much more vengeful, shadows to life, ones that were more evil than the ones who guided them, but his strength seemed to be leaving him...and rather quickly. What was happening?! The gasps and cries of the guests could be heard, echoing throughout the castle. Things seemed to be getting worse and worse, the king managed to think. That was when he heard her call for guards. Alexander managed to shake his head.

"D....do not! Run! Hurry, milady!"

He tried to plead with her. But his pleas seemed to be unheard at the moment. His eyes went wide and a gasp of his own could be heard when the princess was knocked unconscious. It took quite a bit of willpower not to scream and create more chaos, to make things even worse than they already were.

"Princess!"

He called out her title rather than the other this time, for some reason. However, he did not care at the moment. Before he knew it, and before he could try to do anything, though, guards had taken the two of them out of the room. They were carried out of there rather quickly. The king tried to tell them to put him down, but they would not listen to him. He and the princess would be outside of the castle soon enough, and tents had been set up for him and the guests. Servants were fleeing as well. However, everything within the castle seemed to....stop....when the king was no longer within its' walls. The chaos was now around them outside!

The maid from earlier was watching, hiding amongst the other servants. She smirked. She could afford to do so since not a single soul was looking in her direction. The king was suffering, just as she had intended. The chaos causing the girl who got in the way to suffer as well was just an unexpected surprise, in addition to what she had intended. She was glad to see it.... very glad indeed. The maid just barely managed not to chuckle, thinking how the king deserved all this for what he had done. This woman was truly, well, evil, or so one would say or think if they knew her, or saw what she had done and such. Her revenge plan was all coming together, or so it would seem to that servant.

Alexander refused to stay on the cot he had been placed on. He kept trying to get to the princess who was on a nearby cot. His shadow was trying to get back to hers. Anyway, Alexander would not stay put and he started to shout at servants who tried to keep him from moving, sounding upset for the first time in a long time.

"Do not touch me! Let me go! I must make sure she is unharmed!!"

Eyes widened upon seeing and hearing that from the king himself.
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