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Posted: Wed Sep 14, 2016 7:14 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 14, 2016 7:48 pm
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Chiara had locked the doors to her receperacoon room. She wanted no one interrupting her. Her grin grew as she stood in front of the full length mirror next to her clothing receptacle. She felt powerful, conniving, the world was her oyster, and the pearls shown brightly. Now it was her chance to pluck them delicately out, one by one. The blueblood stood still, and closed her eyes, deep in thought. She stood that way for a few minutes, and then opened her eyes. The blueblood looked at herself in the mirror. She was no longer Chiara, now she was sometroll else. The troll slowly turned around, inspecting her new form, her new power. She grinned at her reflection. The plans, the tricks, all the opportunities. All were in her hands. Now to set the scene.
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Chiara had sent out a letter to a few young trolls, whom she had seen fawning over an unworthy seadweller. It told them to meet her at a cafe that said seadweller frequented. Chiara had arrived early, to give herself time to change into appropriate clothing. Chiara had used an undisturbed refuse receptacle room, and there she had changed her clothes. The ugly dress hung on Chiara loosely, obviously made for a taller troll. Now it was just about changing the rest of herself. The blueblood repeated her method, closing her eyes, and concentrating. 5 minutes later, when she opened them, there stood a rather tall and hideous seadweller in the spot the blueblood had just been. The seadweller grinned an evil grin, then quickly shook it off her face. No, she needed a pompous and pretentious grin. Yes, that was more like it. Chiara, now "Lorata", exited the public facilities, and looked around. Already trolls were reacting differently to her appearance. Chiara let out a laugh in the voice she had been practicing, "Ahahaha!" letting the voice flow naturally. "Lorata" hummed, thinking. "Humm." she mused, setting her mind on the plan ahead. The "seadweller" made her way to the cafe she was expected at, a look she had often seen on the revolting seadweller's face now on hers. There were reputations to destroy, and she was only just beginning.
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Posted: Sat Sep 17, 2016 2:35 pm
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Chiara had to struggle not to smile like a predator as the two innocent little bunnies just walked into her open arms. It would be so easy to just finish them off. Their lusus were not right there, Chiara could say she was offended by the tealblood's flirting, seadwellers got away with that all the time, right? Chiara, Lorata, relaxed, resting her chin on her hands as the two little girls got comfortable. "Well the apartment is only one of many of my hives. My real hive is at the bottom of the ocean of course. So its not too big of a deal that it was damaged. Besides, the drones should finish up its renovations soon." Chiara rolled the flower stem between her fingers, of course she knew all the hives Lorata owned. Chiara was not one to let her enemy go unwatched for even a minute. The blueblood scanned her mind for facts on this "Austri". She had seen a few little trolls flocking pathetically to Lorata's side. It was probably just another pathetic admirer, feeding off the seadweller's high status.
"Austri..." "Lorata" started, putting disapproval in her voice. "might need a... break from our activities." She let the flower fall onto the table, and watched it's delicate body break apart from the impact. "You two tho, i know i can count on strong trolls like you girls to have my back, right?" "Lorata" fluttered her eyes at the two admirers, and straightened her back, increasing the height difference between her and the two children. .
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2016 6:27 pm
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Chiara almost groaned as the two kids obliviously avoided her slight insult. So, she had to lay it on thick, huh? Did Lorata really keep such oblivious, unintelligent company? Chiara instantly lost a large amount of respect for the seadweller. She must be just a desperate lonely thing to keep these kids around. Chiara clenched her jaw. The more the blueblood learned about Lorata, the more this felt like a giant waste of time. Chiara would just have to endure this "meeting", then she could leave Lorata in the rubbish bin, where she apparently lived, and get on to bigger and greater things. The yellow one said something, something Chiara could use. "Whatever i want? Aww, Scorpa." the "seadweller" said, giving the kid a pitting smile. "Well you are just excellent at hitting this meeting on the head. I have a mission i need you two to go on. Do you think your up to it? It will be quite the challenge..." Chiara gave the two a worried look, as if she were worried the mission would be too much for them.
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2017 2:05 pm
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Chiara smiled a little wisfully at the two girls. They really did love lorata. The blueblood looked at her reflection in the window thoughtfully. She had started this hate for Lorata a looong time ago. Back when she was a fairly reckless wiggler. The seadweller really had it all... she had fallowers, not to mention power. The blueblood felt a weight on her chest as she decided what she had to do to stay alive in this world. She would have to apologize to Lorata. The blueblood looked back at the two kids, they were first. "Have you seen that troll, Chiara Moteku? Kinda a pissy little brat, to be honest... but she has use." The blueblood thought it over a bit, then finally finished the point. "I cant look like i like her. Its just how it is, but she is important" Chiara/Lorata stressed that word. "If shes in trouble, i need you guys to go to her, to help her. Publickly? If she insults me, go ahead, give her a punch, but do not, whatever i happen to say in the future, whatever happens, do not let her die." Chiara gave the girls a mysterious smile. "She has a plan, and i in turn have a plan for her and her plans."
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