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 Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 6:01 pm
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Okay, wells, I have so many things I want to do with Misha, I'ma just post little, insignificant stories about her here. Like, from her past. For anything else, just pretend she was in a time rift. And she doesn't remember it. Because she got hit in the head with an Eddie.
Anyways.
So each post will be a little story I'm working on or something. Feel free to comment, just please don't quote the posts. Thankies!
EDIT: New character! Two stories! <3 I'll continue with the first one ehwnever, You'll know which character it is, promise. ^^
Also, comments are very welcome, critism, too, just the constructive kind only. <3
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 6:37 pm
[Current town type - Think Fable I villages]
Part I
Misha Amarie was tired of this nonsense. This person was being unreasonable! And she was trying everything in her power to reason with him.
"You've no need to do this; I haven't done anything!" Misha protested. The man who had been tying her hands together laughed a deep, rough laugh.
"Yes you have, and you know it. As soon as I find your bag, which I know you hid by the way, you will be exposed, and you will go to jail! All that watching and waiting has finally paid off! Everyone will believe me, and not you this time!" He laughed again. Misha scowled.
"This time," he went on, "I'll have proof. You stole that teapot, and I will find it!" The man finished tying Misha's hands, and turned her around to face him. She glared at him with all her might.
"Steven, you know very well that I haven't stolen anything, you-" Misha suddenly had a better idea than insulting him. She softened her gaze, and tried a sweeter approach.
"I swear I haven't stolen anything. You've already searched this place. What could I hide?" Her voice was charming, soft, and innocent sounding. Steven almost was convinced, but he didn't untie her. He pushed her down onto a chair, and walked toward the door.
"I'll see you in a couple minutes, with the whole guard force behind me!" he said as he slammed the door. Misha heard the lock click, and her face fell.
Well, at least I could try to get out of this place, she thought as she looked around the room.
It was a small room, but bigger than a supply closet. She was locked in the storeroom of the local clothing store in this village. There were boxes upon boxes of merchandise for the store. Misha stood up and untied her hands. Steven didn't tie very good knots with such thick rope. She quickly went through all the boxes, picking out clothing that looked like it would fit her. Fearing that her time was almost up, the girl pulled all the clothes on, including a hat that covered her eyes when she pulled it down. There was a window facing towards the village road in the room, and it looked unlocked. In his excitement of catching Misha, he forgot to check the windows. Misha quickly unlocked the window, climbed out of it, pulled it closed, and hid in the afternoon shadows across the street. She couldn't miss this.
Steven came thundering down the road with the captain of the guard right behind him. The captain was saying something like, "Misha can't have stolen anything: she's such a good young lady. Why would she have any reason to steal?"
Misha laughed to herself. Steven was protesting with all his might, and when he had unlocked the door and saw that she was gone, he screamed with rage. The captain left, shaking his head, and Misha was positively shaking with silent laughter.
After making sure Steven was at the tavern, getting prepared to be wasted, Misha snuck back to her residence at the local inn, where she earned her keep as a waitress/cook at the local 'restaurant.'
As Misha walked into the inn, the lobbyist smiled at her appearance and greeted her with a smile. Misha grinned back, and pranced up to her room in a wonderful mood. Today was a good day.
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Posted: Fri Mar 20, 2009 2:57 pm
Announcing the long awaited interview with...
Princess Liliana Julienne Darkbane So, to start this all off, what's your pen name? I think our readers would like to finally know who you really are.
[laughs] Well, I suppose I could reveal it. It's Lady Fraeyalise.
And if you don't mind me asking, how old are you, really?
I don't mind at all. I look seventeen, but I'm really only fifteen now, I think. I've lost exact count.
Wow. You can't be human, can you?
You're partly right. I'm human, I just have the immortality of a vampire.
Now how does that work?
Well, to make a long story short, my mother was human and my father was a vampire. I'll elaborate later if you would like.
I would. [looks down at notebook] What does someone of your stature and lifespan do for fun?
My parents have a vast library, and so I like to spend a lot of my time there. I love learning about new things.
And what weapons do you usually carry?
[confused look] I don't carry weapons. I don't usually like violence, and most of the time there are guards around me. I am royalty, you know.
Okay, now elaborate on your life, and why you are the way you are. I bet our readers are dying to hear this.
[smiles] Well, I grew up in a castle built on a waterfall with my sister Sophie and my mother and father. My mother, Ariana, figured out that my royal father, Louis, was a vampire after they were married. My twin sister Sophie got the vampire genes, and she can be in the sunlight without burning up. I got the human genes, but I have the immortality of a vampire.
Does this mean that you cannot be in sunlight without burning up?
No, I can be in the sunlight. I'm human, remember?
That makes sense. Go on.
Hmm.... Well, since half of my family are vampires, I feel a strong connection with them. I cannot decide whether I like this or not, but because of who my father is, no vampire can touch me. I usually prefer the prescence of humans, though, because half-vampires are despised nowadays, no?
[nods]
To continue, I also have a very close relationship with my sister, Sophie. I guess it is because we are twins. We still live at our castle, and we will both inherit it when our mother dies, and when our father has to relocate.
Tell us about your parents.
My mother was a learned sorceress, and it is her magic that keeps our castle from eroding, and her magic that keeps anything from falling off the two narrow bridges to our castle. She fell in love with my father, who was the heir prince to the castle, and when they got married, his parents relocated, and he became king of the castle, and all the lands around it. My mother enhanced and tidied up the charms on the castle, and made them stronger.
Why all this 'relocating?'
Well, think. If a vampire stays in one place for too long, people will start to notice that they don't age. So they have to move every so often so no one gets suspicious.
In this age of open vampires and other supernatural beings isn't that not necessary?{[More later.]}
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