Princess Mallor's Room. | Page 1 | Archives | Guild Forums

.[.Cyanide.Suicide.].

Offline

Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2007 11:54 pm

Mallor enjoys her privacy and usually keeps her door closed and locked when she's inside. On some occasions, however, she will leave the door open. She hates people just walking in and touching her things and only her mother is allowed to sit on her bed. Mallor does have a large chest at the end of her bed which is completely filled with toys.

Posted: Thu Mar 15, 2007 3:00 pm

*i walk by the front of the room and mutter loudly*Man time has sure passed...........

Mattdunn

Offline

.[.Cyanide.Suicide.].

Offline

Posted: Thu Mar 15, 2007 10:39 pm

Mallor listened to the sound of Matt's voice outside the open door as she stood clutching her tattered stuffed animal to her chest and thought silently of the ten years that had passed. It was all a blurr with everything running together. The little princess lowered her deep brown eyes to the bunny plush in her arms, wishing her father could defeat Matchit soon.

Posted: Thu Mar 15, 2007 10:49 pm

*i keep wandering around*...................

Mattdunn

Offline

.[.Cyanide.Suicide.].

Offline

Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2007 6:30 am

Mallor silently poured through her book collection to find out anything and everything about how Matt's Pile Driver machine worked. She learned what it did, how to construct it, how to repair it, and how to use it. It only took the child an hour to memorize the contraption's construction.

When she was content with all the knowledge she had aquired, she put all of her books away back in the box under her bed and climbed up on her bed, just sitting in the middle and clutching her bunny to her chest.

Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2007 11:51 am

.[.Cyanide.Suicide.].

Mallor silently poured through her book collection to find out anything and everything about how Matt's Pile Driver machine worked. She learned what it did, how to construct it, how to repair it, and how to use it. It only took the child an hour to memorize the contraption's construction.

When she was content with all the knowledge she had aquired, she put all of her books away back in the box under her bed and climbed up on her bed, just sitting in the middle and clutching her bunny to her chest.

*my thoughts flow past*are you sure she knows how to use it.........it depends if she trusts the sun.....

Mattdunn

Offline

.[.Cyanide.Suicide.].

Offline

Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2007 12:49 pm

Mallor waited until the sun was setting to leave her room and make her way to the courtyard. She had no intention of purifying anyone...

Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2007 2:17 pm

Mallor returned to her room and layed down on her bed, once more clutching her plush bunny to her chest. After a short time, the little princess fell asleep.

.[.Cyanide.Suicide.].

Offline

Mattdunn

Offline

Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2007 5:20 pm

*my thoughts flow past*its impossible to to actually tamper with a pile driver.......where'd i put my keys.....

Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2007 8:41 pm

Mallor had left her mother's room only long enough to close her bedroom door and lock it. She then returned to Madison's chambers, hoping she could help revive her mother's energy.

.[.Cyanide.Suicide.].

Offline

.[.Cyanide.Suicide.].

Offline

Posted: Sun Mar 18, 2007 1:15 pm

The little Princess returned to her room, unlocked the door and went into the washroom to clean up. She stripped out of her gown before the tub had finished filling and just layed on the floor, thinking to herself.

After some time passed, she lifted from the floor and climbed into the tub and cleaned the blood from her flesh and hair. When her bath was done, the water had been tinted red, though she continued to sit in the tainted water with her knees to her chest.

Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2007 3:17 pm

After the water had gone cold and the sun went to bed, Mallor climbed out of the tub and dried herself off. Her expression remained vaccant and her thoughts locked deeply inside her mind so not even her own mother could read them. She picked out a typical ivory, floor-length gown with completely detatched sleeves, held up by a tight gold band around her upper arms. Each sleeve nearly touched the floor when her arms rested at her sides.

Mallor slipped on her boots and sat on the edge of her bed, staring out the window, deep in thought and curiosity.