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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 1:56 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 2:08 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 6:51 pm
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Anasophia kept Flopsy happy with a slumber party, though it was daytime, Anasophia made a habit of being practically nocturnal. All because she was too afraid to sleep at night. That's when most of the creatures came after humans. Sleep once at night, you may never wake up again. But she didn't think about that. She instead enjoyed the slumber party, talking with Flopsy about whatever her heart desired. In too many ways, Anasophia carried herself like a kind mother as well as a friend.
Ren wagged his tail and moved his head with her strokes, sniffing and nuzzling her before sitting beside her and laying his paws and head on her lap, as if to both comfort and protect her.
"Oh, love, you don't have to read my mind in order to guess my greatest fear." The truth of the matter was, her greatest fear was love and commitment. There was nothing more terrifying. It didn't seem to stop her from being flirty, however. "A sinister mess, you say, but I organized it. Truth be told, I can't stand the thought of this mysterious, faceless prince murdering our king as of now. To stop him, we would have to eradicate him. That way, our king as of now will maintain rule. Its merely politics, nothing personal." She spoke with a smooth as silk voice, no wonder the majority of this mob were men.
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 6:59 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 7:45 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 8:36 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 3:00 am
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 10:05 am
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"If you don't know what he looks like then how can you kill him?" He questioned, leaning back casually on his heels, "And why would you want to kill the prince to let the king rule? Wouldn't killing the prince to lengthen the kings rule be showing your commitment to him?" He paused to contemplate whether to take a risk or not. He decided to, "And, anyway, his highness isn't all the mysterious. He seems somewhat selfish to me, helping a friend and I only to ask, or rather force, my friend to be his servant once he gains rule. He strikes me as arrogant, too. And faceless? He's got a rather nice, noble face in my opinion. But back to my previous point, wouldn't killing the prince show your commitment to the king?"
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Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2011 6:33 am
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Ren looked up at her as if a big question mark was on his head. He was curious as to what Nexan was feeling. Being a dog, he was sensitive to the emotion of others.
'The first human?' Anasophia thought to herself. Being ever the meddler, she wondered if she could help find him? "Perhaps I know him... Ethan, Flopsy, what was his name? What did he look like? Maybe I know where he is. How long has it been since he left? There might still be a chance."
Vanessa looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "You're pretty smart, Nightmare Dweller. So you've seen the prince before? Well if he's enslaved your friend, then why protect him? Whereas if we keep the new king's rule, perhaps I can aid you in keeping your friends safe, and hand some power to you, as well."
She was pleased to see his confusion. "You see, the identity of the prince is always kept secret. But I know where the prince's quarters are. That is because I am a good friend of the king. In order for the prince to gain kingship, he will kill the present king. This is my little attempt to keep my dear friend alive. If I'm successful, I can convince the king to whatever demands you would like. What do you say, stranger? Going my way?" She whispered, teasing him with a kiss before moving at the last second to whisper in his ear.
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Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2011 9:13 am
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Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2011 11:30 am
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Anasophia was hesitant, thinking, then she put her fist to her hand and looked determined, "Right. Well first, Ethan, I insist that S.V. drink blood from an actual human host. Now don't protest. You may protest, and S.V. definitely will, but I'll make him drink from myself if it resorts to that. I mean it, I'm not scared, I trust S.V. I mean, I'm a vegetarian, so he might not like that I don't have so much protein in my blood but its better than nothing, and he can die if he doesn't get some normal human blood once in a while. Surely, Ethan, you know this. You know that I'm right, he has to drink fresh blood. It's the least I can do since he saved my life." She was so determined, not accepting rejection, no, she couldn't just let this go. She was a meddler. She was going to do whatever it took to make things better for everyone.
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Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2011 1:59 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2011 6:54 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2011 7:01 pm
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