She watched that small frame crumple at her feet, and she smiled, because she knows this is how it is supposed to be. This was what she was made for, this moment.
A wash of memories drifts over her. A happy child, a perfect family, and the bitter taste in her mouth when it all goes wrong. Years of drifting, of not belonging, and the relief of finally finding her place in the world. Happiness, grief, loss, isolation, and contentment. The run through her mind like a montage, bits and pieces of a life the rose and fell like a roller coaster, but who would she be without those hard dips and surprising peaks?
The cage reforms, thorns closing in, and she looks up from the figures on the ground, because by now Noah's container had found him, and he had joined the girl, and she reaches out for that familiar hand, lacing her fingers with his.
She is the girl, she held all her memories, everything that made her her. She was a Hunter, and a fighter. A girlfriend, a shoulder to cry on, a friend to sing with, to laugh with, to share the burden with. She is Peyton Creedy, but she is also more, because has a purpose, here and now.
Her hand squeezes around Noah's, and she leans into his side as those twisting bars come ever closer, and though she knows this is how it is meant to be she can't help that first peel of fear that rolls up through her. This was what she was made to do, what she was glad to do, but that did not mean she didn't fear the unknown.
"This is the end of your Legacy." Grief's voice rose up around them, and she turned to press herself against the warmth of the young man's chest, face buried in the fur of his coat lapels, and she breathed him in. "I will take your essence, your memories, and make them mine."
And she did. One by one they faded. The funeral. Countless houses and schools. Spiked knuckles tearing through a shield and into Tuck's jaw. The smell of ink as she scribbles a star on the back of a bony hand as she waits for him to wake up. Her shield shattering as a jagged blade sinks into her shoulder. Caked in mud from head to toe and laughing as she smears a hand over a dark visor. A kiss, rough and unexpected, but not entirely unwanted. The sound of rushing water and the fear of eminent death as she stared into wide, dark eyes. Two voices singing loud and obnoxious as they walk down the hall in the dorms. Fingers, warm and alive, wrapped around her own as they walk through a park. Another kiss, in a dark hotel room, and this one is sweet, and tender, and perfect, and just feels right.
The flashed, and they faded, and the cage closed around them, and she was afraid, but it was alright, because she wasn't alone with even thought faded and she, they, everything, ceased to be.
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Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2014 9:58 am
[ Death Solo - Miyu ]
Pumcat no Miyu was glad Briar was alright that she hadn't hurt her new friend too badly and while surprised was comforted by first the hand on her shoulder then by the one armed hug she received from her and smiles a thank you to the pink haired gryphon
However her reprieve wouldn't last long suddenly all the mirrors shatter and the White Queen appears once more she seemed to be fragmenting into the dark floor and fading away yet the dream did not end they were not victorious the boy she had killed accidentally before rises once more which causes her eyes to widen she braces for a hit as she still expected one but when none came part of the reason became clear white vines with white roses had appeared around the boy before shortly appearing around her tearing her and Briar apart from each other as the vines spiral around and around her forming the walls of something... the walls of a cage!
Miyu wanted to move wanted to get away and fight the queen but that sluggish feeling she had felt sense arriving in this darkness prevented any such notions as her body was stiff and unresponsive by this point finally the vines and thorns complete the cage with a domed crown of leaves and roses and then she felt it as the queen's voice boom louder and echoed longer then it should have she felt herself slipping away drifting into the cage the queen was building her memories her essence all were slipping away from her she lifts her hand weakly to see part of it was faded away not in a sense that a Cheshire Cat does but truely gone she tries to fight back tries to get up but the presence of the queen was sufficating now and as dark tendrils clawed at her drawing her closer to the queen she could feel the last of her will slipping away sorrow and grief begins to fill her and she leans back agenst the thorned cage uncaring if the sharp plant needles stabbed her she didn't feel the pain or anything at this point... if this was death... at least it would be merciful...
As the light continued to fade Miyu felt herself drifting away into the nothingness until suddenly a bright blinding light fills the area as a door opens up behind the queen which causes the cage to begin to glow before shattering into many white fragments instantly Miyu felt the parts of her that were take return and was whole again she gets up quickly and takes a few steps out of and away from the remains of the cage as a thunderous sound of footsteps echoed from the door a army of puppets ones that looked exactly like other players marches out and surrounds the queen "H-huh?" she says in confusion as suddenly she felt a hand around her wrist yanking her to the side she had no idea who it could be at first she thought Briar but she was on the other side of her when the cages came so who...?
As Miyu turns to look at the person she freezes stock still with her eyes wide and mouth open before was a perfect puppet replica of herself well perfect in appearence she could tell she wasn't quite truely perfect the replica smiles comfortingly before explaining "My container" Miyu asks and the puppet she nods
"Thank you" her replica says then raises the Jack-o-lantern spear with cheshire cat style feathers Miyu's eyes widen in surprise, confusion, and a bit of fear seeing this her replica smiles comfortingly "Miyu I am the Wonderland Pumcat now and I am the one who will take your place in the queens cage... You have many many more adventures left to enjoy... And I will see to it that you will have the chance to by doing what I was created to do..." her replica says in a comforting though slightly sad voice Miyu looks in her replica's eyes sadly but could see her words were true so after taking a deep breath she nods to her replica all signs of fear or surprise gone replaced only with courage and thankfulness
"Goodbye" Her replica says simply then quickly twirls the spear a few times before raising it and slashing downwards from Miyu's left shoulder blade to her right side Miyu gasps alittle as she feels the cold blade but nothing more run across her before steping back a bit and dissapearing into smoke with a small smile on her face
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Just quoting you because this does involve Briar a bit
Joy watches her original die, waits until the lights flicker out of her eyes and the body fades into nothing before she retrieved the spiked yoyo. She smiles down at the deadly version of a child's toy, has flashbacks about yelling robot attacks she heard from television and playing with the other neighborhood kids in spite of the blistering afternoon heat.
She remembers the laughter, the scraped elbows, the broken leg, the fall from the bicycle again and again and again until she learned how to stop falling. She remembers the adrenaline, the high, the sense of flight, the onrush of the ground, the impact of wheels against pavement.
It's all there, not just happiness and fondness. The laughter distorts into the fights, the screams, the names she calls and is called in return, the apologies, all sincere but repeated one time too many now that she thought about it. She is Joy now, the good and the bad and the ugly.
ALICE's words bubble up to the surface, and she knows it to be ALICE because her original had seen the replica room, had tried to fight and was slaughtered so effortlessly. She tries to find it in herself to be angry at the AI but can't. Not after knowing what she does now, not after waking and realizing her reason for living.
She regrets things the way she knows original her does. That the people she now thinks of as the good guys have to die while the bad guy gets to live, imprisoned but still there with every opportunity to come back. She doesn't regret dying, though, because at least this time it's on her own terms.
"I am Ligaya Sison delos Santos and I will go down swinging," she says quietly as the Queen's forces draws at her, consumes her, diminishing her further and further into nothing.
Stubborn, strong-willed, and convinced this will be the ultimate death-defying stunt of her life, Joy resists with all her might. She reaches out instinctively, finds herself grabbing a coat while being drawn into an embrace she doesn't fight against. Her arms wind around this Davey, tries to swallow the lump in her throat at his statement "I'm glad I met you."
"Y-you're the best Cap'n I can ever hope to have," her voice cracks as she tries to blink back the tears. Tries not to shriek and scream that it isn't fair that they can't have more time but she's not six years old and she doesn't want that to be the last echoes of her brief life.
"Shut up and get over here, husband," has her looking towards the dormouse and grinning at both of them to make one last joke, "You can have as many husbands as you want as long as ako legal wife."
They hold out against the Queen for as long as they can but eventually, the pressure proves too much. Joy doesn't bury her face against Davey's chest, she intends to meet the Queen head on because that's what the original would do and she is every bit the original and then some.
Because she does hear those three words and she responds in kind. Faint and ephemeral but no less real.
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Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2014 10:23 am
[ Death Solo - Pumcat ]
It was strange watching her original dissapear at her own hands but at the same time she was happy her original Miyu understood and even thanked her back with that parting smile Pumcat smiles softly before putting her weapon away and looking to the White Queen as the cage of vines and thorns begins to form around her she sits down and draws out the memories she contained
Memories of her brother and mother and father plus all the rest of her family passes through her mind memories of the farm of her achievements her minipets her friends and her adventures all take their turn causing her smile to grow wider even as the cage wall grows higher and higher finally memories of her wonderland adventure pass through her mind as the cage gets ready to crown itself
She remembers her Tulgey woods part of the adventure when she talked with trees and riddled with a cheshire cat relived memories at the lake and resolve to achieve her wish at the caterpilliars den before running from a angry creature in the deepest part of the Tulgey woods then remembers her brief time at the tavern where she first met her new friend
Then she remembers her Mad Tea Party part of the adventure where she ate delicious desserts with weird effects and protected a parties confetti from snapdragonflies as a march hare then ate a memory reliving macaron which was quite delicious and returned to not being a march hare once more then she remembers fighting a Evil cheesecake and Evil cake then retrieving bats which are used as tea trays that she scared using tea filled darts then protecting the confetti once more before leaving
Finally she remembers her White Castle part of the adventure when she met the queen, gained her weapon, ran through a exploding room, learned how to pick locks in a locked room, painted red roses white, fighting a Evil Rose, and finally fighting the white queen before the real battle started when Pumcat remembers where she was now her smile lesses till finally she reached this point and time where she smiles once more as the cage crowns itself
Even as Pumcat started to fade away she couldn't help but smile where sorrow and grief should have taken root only happiness lied Miyu had a good adventure here in Wonderland she grew stronger, made a new friend, and she surely would have many more good adventures so Pumcat simply couldn't help but smile while Pumcat wished she could go to the places and meet the people in her memories she knew that while these memories were her's they also weren't and that was ok it was ok to be a toy and take Miyu's place because now Miyu could make more of these memories and go on more adventures thanks to her
Her purpose was nearly complete and her last memories were of her own creation from when she first came into being she was confused, scare, and unsure but as each memory from Miyu filled her she became more resolved to save her original to allow more of these memories to be created even at the cost of herself so with Miyu safe and her purpose nearly complete she leans back agenst the thorn and vine cage uncaring if she was being poked because it didn't matter now as the cage grew smaller Pumcat looks to the top of the cage and smiles once more "Keep Adventuring for me Miyu..." she says softly in a happy wispy voice before closing her eyes blissfully and fading away
Her death was short. She found herself up on her feet once more. Strings seemed attached to her, guiding her. She didn’t not like it and struggled, but it soon became too hard.
Beautiful vines and flower formed a cage around them and she stared in confusion. What was this? The queen wanted them to stay? No! she had things to do, places to go, and friends to meet. She had her family and her whole life ahead of her. She could not stay here! She let out a small bellow that faded quickly. She was just a puppet on a string. She was consuming them. Consuming them all. The queen wanted to stay but Trisha did not want to take her place.
Panic set in as she realized that she was fading. She tried to fight it. Struggled with all her will, but found it useless. “Noo.” She whimpered. It was too much, she was fading, perhaps even dying. She did not want this death. It was far too soon. But she was so tired.
Something snapped and a door opened and someone, no an army came out. The might of those footsteps set the world shaking. It was like a great herd coming towards them. Faces, some she half recognized, approached and then one of the figures approached her.
"I know everything, All your memories, everything you've gained in this dream. I am your container." The puppet looked just like her, not like her avatar thing but like her real self her true self.
“My container?” she was lost and could only stare at the clone.
But her copy smiled.
“This is my gate. I am here to protect you.”
No… it was too much. trisha found tears rolling down her face. Here she was face to face with herself and yet… she was leaving her.
Yet it was the sacred duty of the lamasu to protect. “No let me protect you.”
“No… let me protect you. I am here for that single purpose. Yours lays elsewhere Trisha. I will guard this gate with my dying breath until the end of my days so you may take up your post when you are ready.”
“I don’t want to leave you alone.”
“I am not alone. I have all my friends here.” The copy waved her hand to all the others. We will protect you.”
Trisha sobbed and hugged her copy. “Thank you.”
“No… Thank you.” The copy said, hugging back and then letting go giving one final nudge cheek to cheek before turning away and taking out her weapon, a feathered spear. The one Trisha had been fighting with not moments ago.
She turned back and lunged it deep into Trisha who gasped out in surprise, but no pain.
“Fair well my other self.”
Trisha dropped to her knees unable to understand the sudden betrayal. “Why?” she gasped out, but was only able to see her copy’s small smile. There was no malice there, no, there was only the look when one of the elders was doing something for the good of the people, a look of pure beaming pride that was only meant for one person. Her. Since when did she have such a leadership look about her. Since when was she such an adult?
Clearly her other self meant only for the best. But Trisha didn’t understand why she was stabbed, why the copy had to take her place. Why she couldn’t fight alongside her.
Her body fell a tumble of limbs and strings and then she vanished from that world never to reappeared.
My character's username: Chocolate Hooves My character's level: 26 Character's HP: 30 Current party: Current Guild: Location: Small IC description of character: A dormouse with hooves and flowers.
Her eyes snapped open and she walked. She knew what she had to do, there was not even a moment of doubt. She went straight to her, her creator, the one she was supposed to protect. Her original.
"I know everything, All your memories, everything you've gained in this dream. I am your container." She said repating words she heard before. Her orgional looked confused so she rephrased it.
“This is my gate. I am here to protect you.” words her original would understand, yes. And this was her gate, her duty. She would guard it. But her orgional, Trisha started crying. And she knew instanctly that she was loved. It made her feel happy.
“No let me protect you.” that surprised her. Her original wanted to protect her. To let her live a life beyond this one. How wonderful but that would not work. She was created for this purpose. She heldp a hand, no no no, that would not work.
“No… let me protect you. I am here for that single purpose. Yours lays elsewhere Trisha. I will guard this gate with my dying breath until the end of my days so you may take up your post when you are ready.” She smiled. That sounded good, some of her first words, her first idea that was her own. And she wanted it to be true. Yes, she would protect this ghoul who loved her so much, this ghoul who was so beautiful, who was fighting to protect their friends all this time. She was happy she was created after this ghoul. Clearly of all the ones she could have been made after, this was the right choice
“I don’t want to leave you alone.” Her original said but she shook her head.
“I am not alone. I have all my friends here.” She her hand to all the others. “We will protect you.” yes her friends. All of them. The ones who underwent creation with her, she felt all of them a part of her, their purpose was one.
Her original hugger, her tears flowing freely as she sobbed. “Thank you.”
“No… Thank you.” She smiled back and hugged, holding her for the first time. For the last time. She didn’t want this moment to end. Her beautiful wonderful original, her Trisha. She would make a great Leader herself one day, someone more than to guard the gate. This ghoul had given her so much and gave it freely. She pulled away and then leaned in, stealing one more nudge of the cheek before breaking off contact. The time had come. She turned away not wanting to look, knowing what was coming next had to come in order to save her. She took out that beautiful spear, her wings, the dream of friends and a happy family playing. She turned back and gave the dream back.
“Fair well my other self.”
Her original dropped to her knees in confusion. “Why?” she asked before she fell, her bindings cut. The copy only smiled a happy sad smile. Go her Trisha live on the wings of your friendships, live well and honorably. She was proud, so very proud to be your protector.
She turned to Grief as the cage shrank. The end? This was the end? She didn’t fully understand such a thing. This was not the end, this was the beginning. She would stay, yes, turn to stone and hold the queen in place for a long time. But her mind was starting to drift, she wondered what it would have been like if she could have lived on, if she could have gone to the other world.
But the queen was taking her. The cage full of ribbons and flowers. Perfect she though. Still she started to hum and a memory came to her.
“The purpose of the moon run is to teach you endurance. It will teach you how to push yourself when you think you are at your limits.” The Great grandmother spoke and they listened. She listened, though she had never been there. “It will teach you trust and to breath with your family. It will teach you partnership. It will teach you strength, and it will teach you to watch yourself even in the heat of battle. That is why we run it every year, to remind ourselves of community, of strength, of endurance. No one can stand in the way of our power for we are like the mountain tumbling down upon them. Now go. It is time to start.”
Her feet moved briefly to the silent roar, the quiet that overtook her, the song of the moon run. Endurance. Patients. She had never run it, and she so wanted to run it. And so she did, straight into the end with the queen, spear raised with the flight of her heart just before it all faded away.
It was strange, and a little ironic, that as she grew steadily weaker, Lizzy did not experience one of those "death flashbacks". Then again, she had seen enough of her own past to last a lifetime... Not that it was much of a lifetime, considering how she was fading away fast. As she closed her eyes, she wondered why it felt like she had spent an eternity chasing rabbits, although she logically knew that the time she had spent here was only a small fraction of her life.
Falling down that rabbit hole, and into Wonderland, she gained a group of friends she did quests with. In a way, she was forced to socialize again, because of the circumstances; when did she become such a shut-in, anyway?
"Please continue moving forward."
She opened her eyes, and saw herself. What she at first thought was another mirror turned out to be another her - a perfect replica, right down to the way her pink hair curled near the ends. She wanted so badly to ask what her replica meant, but deep down, she knew the answer to that question; it was something she had constantly tried to do in the past, not that she had experienced much success... But it felt different to be told that by someone who looked exactly like her.
"Please. For us," Replica-Lizzy smiled as she drew her weapon; as the blade sliced through her puppet body, Lizzy noticed that the eyes of her replica seemed shiny with tears. Immediately, she raised one hand, reaching out towards her...
Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2014 11:10 am
[Finale Post #1 - Serafina Arai]
Where other people were becoming rather scathed and even falling around her, KnottedLips made it through the fight of the mirrors rather unscathed. There were a few sad looks from a few people, Phymi who she instantly felt bad for hitting, and McCowboy who actually outright told her it was alright, but that honestly just made he feel even more ashamed.
She should have held back. Hitting the mirror did no good... but it seemed everyone was doing the same, all around her, hitting mirrors and making them shatter as the White Queen herself behind them seemed to shatter and ... reform.
Did they even put a dent in her?
She recognized the voice of Alice, for a moment, and listened as she spoke of Ancients.
Was this an ... Ancient?
It meant they had no chance, and she knew it. Especially as the Queen of Grief declared that they would stay, as she would stay. The walls closed in around them, pulling them in. She felt parts of herself bubble to the surface and then disappear, beyond her control. Would she die here, or was she simply becoming part of the Queen? Serafina would fight, but she knew she wasn't capable of it; they hadn't even managed a mark on her.
Then, everything stopped.
A door open.
And she saw them: the puppets, the clones of all of them, marching forth from the door and back into their lives. They looked alive. These looked exactly the same as they did.
And she knew she had one too. She had seen it, and she saw it now.
"I know everything," said the copy, softly. "Just like you. All your memories, and this dream too."
"How?"
She laughed. "I am your container. I am you, but not. I am here, to protect you."
Serafina had begun to realize this was not much of a game at all, and now, truly, it was clear. She was still Serafina Arai. She had been facing her true death, her own ... fading. It had paused, now, and she was looking herself in the face. Was this one going to take her place? She said she was going to protect her ... In a sense, she was protecting herself. "So what will you do to protect me?"
She shook her head in response, almost as if she didn't want to think about it. This wasn't something the clone wanted to focus on, clearly. Instead, she reached up, and touched her finger to Serafina's healed lips.
"Shh, Sera." There was a small smile on her face. "You'll be okay. And some day, you will have a whole bunch of people who care."
Serafina's eyes softened. "You're just saying that--"
"No." She shook her head. "Thank you, for giving me the memories to live with. And ... goodbye."
Goodbye? What--
Before she could question it, there was a swipe, and she was gone.
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[ REPLICA VERSION: ] [ Death Solo - iPink (Lizzy) ]
It was so typical of her to want to comfort someone in distress, even though she was not in the best position to do so.
Having finished her mission, replica-Lizzy gently lowered her real self's raised arm, and sat down on the ground, her knees pulled up to her chest; this was what she was made to do, and she had completed it. Mission accomplished. While she was happy to know that she would be safe - safe to continue living, to protect the people close to her, to maybe find love again - there was also regret at the back of her mind.
Regret that she would never be able to experience any of those things.
However, as Grief took her memories away, she felt something that her real self could never feel - peace, tranquility, and the sense that everything was going to be alright after all.
Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2014 11:12 am
[Finale Post #2 - KnottedLips Replica]
It was quick.
The original wasn't expecting it, and it was better that way. It made it easier for KnottedLips to slice through Serafina with her fan, no questions asked. When she disappeared, that was when KnottedLips drew her weapon back to herself, holding it over her lips.
She knew her purpose, and she knew it was an honorable purpose. When the door disappeared from sight, KnottedLips did not flinch. She knew what was coming. She knew it from the very moment that she was conscious. There were only two purposes to her existence, and the first was already fulfilled. The second was foretold, and she was facing it as she stood where she was, the unfamiliar voice ringing in her mind.
"In dreams, new memories are created," the voice speaks, unfamiliar. KnottedLips could not see where the voice was coming from. She felt her vision fading as she stood. "You are these new memories, the container for the old. You were created just like me. Perfect containers, one day to be used and then discarded. It is okay to be a toy, we are all toys here. We all exist, just pieces of us, just barely enough. We are the sacrifice."
As she was drawn in by Grief, declaring that she would stay, they would stay, she felt memories enter her head.
"Welcome to Halloween. What is your name?"
"I don't ... Wait, I remember something... Sera. Serafina, that's my full name. Serafina ... Arai."
"I'm impressed with how full your memory is! Let me take this down. Would you like to enter the work force and gain a household, or would you like to attend schooling? You look the right age for it."
"I don't understand this world very well, could I manage with a job?"
"Ah." A laugh. "School it is, then. I think you would make a good fit for a few schools. Here's a list..."
That was where her life started, she remembered that now. Or, rather, she learned it. These memories were not hers. They were someone else's--they were the original's. And she would get to keep those memories, up until the last ones. The ones where she imagined that she would give up, that she would be gone, that everyone around her would be dead--if that was to be her future, she would at least get to live it.
It was because of her sacrifice that those memories would go on in someone, somewhere.
And that allowed her to accept her unraveling.
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Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2014 12:05 pm
[Post 1 - Death Solo - Scies Tallach]
Scies was confused did they defeat the White Queen? She thought watching parts of herself start to fade, is this really the end? The Grief smacked her like a ton of bricks as nothing stopped it as there has been very little she had done with her life since waking up consumed by what she couldn't remember. She didn't have a past and now there wasn't a future for her she thought as she could feel the White Queen was slowly pulling her in, Hearing what the queen was staying the closer the queen dragged her as all of Scies thought were being consumed by sadnesss and there was nothing she could do she felt defeated but so differently than when defeated in a fight. Fading just like her past to be eventually forgotten.
The last of Scies's firey temper flared that this shouldn't end like this there was so much to still be done, but in the end that fire was blown out to leave only the sadness that she would leave for her guardian and for all the trouble she had caused her guardian she felt really sorry about it.
Just as Scies was closing her for what felt for the last time something snapped. Eyes opened up that she had regained herself along with her memories. Watching that strange door open up to that had pulled her back from Grief consuming her. Confused to see herself walk out from that door since they walked just like she did. Scies was just about to talk to her other self, but the other her put a finger to Scies's lips.
"Stop dwelling so much on what you can not remember, make a here and now for yourself and continue on from there," said the other self.
Scies tried to say anything to her other self but she just kept her finger there wanting Scies to say nothing.
"Never let your fire fade," said the other self. Just as quickly her other self brought down her steel ball and chain down really hard down on Scies that the only reaction was wide eyed in surprise with no pain from impact and then she was gone.
Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2014 12:06 pm
[Post 2 - Replica]
Watching until still Scies was completely gone did the replica turn to the white queen, to face what must be faced. Not really fully under standing to why Scies was filled with so much anger and may other things that were hidden well, but now that understanding would never come since her adventure was coming to an end. The replica had done what she was sent out to do and the replica felt happy for saving Scies even tho she had no choice in the matter, but she was still glad none the let to let Scies to discover more in life, to have grand adventures.
Letting the White Queen pull her in knowing that this was the end. Feeling at ease as she started to be consumed as she was going to let her fire die to let Scie's fire live, to burn on to make a anew to what had been lost.
Maybe death is just another type of adventure, the replica thought one last time before disappearing completely into nothingness.
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She had been in love before. This memory came flying back into her. She'd been in love with someone back home. He was this nice blond haired, blue eyed white boy. And her parents hated him. They said: "You're not good enough for our daughter."
But he was. He was and he treated her like an angel. Like a princess. Like some sort of heavenly being. He'd sing her songs. Love songs.
Until he went away. She wrote him letters everyday. He'd joined the military. And due to that, he moved miles away. But that was okay. She wrote and wrote.
But she grew tired. She was tired of having to wait to hear from him. And so.. she stopped. Completely stopped. She gave up.
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My character's username: harlemshake My character's level: 27 Character's HP: 30/30 Character's Job Class: Cheshire Current party: ALL BY MYSELFFFFF Current Guild: None Currently Location: The Final Battle Small IC description of character: 5'0" girl (or at least, she attempted to make her short), with darker skin. Curly hair, and white accessories.
The topic was surrounding a potential hunter called Renee, a girl that Robert cared a lot. She knew she shouldn't feel that way, but it was a bit sad to know. She won't be their special one, rather say, she won't be anyone's special one except her sisters, but they were gone. She couldn't say anything but that's alright, Mimsy had already done the best part.
"Wow that's so beautiful!" The rabbit girl couldn't help exclaiming in surprise when she saw what the mirror showed. She was in space, looking down to the Earth. It seemed lonely, but the Mirror Mimsy seemed to enjoy it. "Mimsy, do you love space?" She felt like asking, she wanted to know her more. However, what Mimsy replied scared her. "Nope Mimsy, it's not the time yet and this is a dream, we won't really die because of what happened in a dream." She said. "It's sad that we might be soon leaving the Wonderland...but we will be there in the reality for you." She beamed, real life might be harsh, but it would be better to have them aside, that's what she thought.
A dream will always have an ending, no matter you want or not.
When will they wake up?
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SPACEEEEEEE YAY!
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My character's username: Waiting2Bloom My character's level: 55 Character's HP: 40 Character's Job Class: White Rabbit Herald Current party: - Current Guild: The White Rose Garrison Location: ??? Small IC description of character: Petite, pale skinned with amber colored eyes. The black hair bunny girl is wearing a red and white standard attire, long hair tied into twin tail style. Her big pair of eyes are hidden under the gold trimmed round glasses. The rabbit is always seen wearing a curious and happy smile on her face, with a pair of little pink wings on her back.
[ ROUND 2 reply to Rhythm (shadica) - HP 1/ 40 HP ]
It wasn't easy for the girl to take so many unnecessary damage, burn, cut and piercing. She was losing blood slowly as she can't heal the wounds. In addition, all the horrible illusions tortured her heart. B.B felt tired as she had too many to worry about, Mimsy and Robert were in a bad condition while her strength was declining. She didn't know many people besides her family, so her suffering was just nothing compared to the two, she needed to keep a close eye on them. Brace! Brace yourself! It wasn't the time to fall yet. However, the Queen won't stop torturing them, another mirror got into her way.
She had to said the Queen knew how to play the game well, when she was about to shatter all the evil mirrors, they showed pleasant calm images.
It was a black hair woman gracefully walking along a path, she was obviously taking a stroll. The path was quite straight and long, but she didn't seem to in a hurry. She was enjoying the calmness within her, B.B could tell -
Then, she was knocked by the handle of a Axe. "I-I am alright, don't worry." She tried to brace herself from the dizziness but failed, sitting on the floor.
shadica
Waiting2Bloom's HP is 1 now ;D
OOC
My character's username: Waiting2Bloom My character's level: 55 Character's HP: 40 Character's Job Class: White Rabbit Herald Current party: - Current Guild: The White Rose Garrison Location: ??? Small IC description of character: Petite, pale skinned with amber colored eyes. The black hair bunny girl is wearing a red and white standard attire, long hair tied into twin tail style. Her big pair of eyes are hidden under the gold trimmed round glasses. The rabbit is always seen wearing a curious and happy smile on her face, with a pair of little pink wings on her back.
