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[2017-03-26 20:43:39 +0000 UTC]
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" oh! i- i'm so sorry, i didn't mean to walk into you. "
" ...hey, wait, i don't think i've seen you around. you new here? "( a heart full of love. )
reply here only !!
this is an independent, semi-selective self / lazysona roleplay account !
revived 11-14-2017 !
dulargervi
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Your muse comes across a book. Just an ordinary small book, bound in black leather; the edges of the papers colored a faded chartreuse. On the cover, there are a few scrawled words in a messy cursive, written in silver sharpie. A few stars dot the area around it, written with the same utensil.
Property of
Selina Sinister
Flipping through it, it appears to be a diary, for the most part, with random thoughts, jokes, and ideas jotted throughout; all is scrawled in the same, almost unreadable cursive handwriting. Do they continue ?( a heart full of love. )
this is a spot for sel's journal entries and random little ic things !!! most of this will probably be shitposts and terrible puns, but who knows? i'll probably throw in a bunch of angsty journal entries too lmao
feel free to reply to any of them, most likely like your character has found the journal and is reading that entry, but there could be exceptions, heh.
just don't reply to THIS comment!!
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" why is there a fruit called a 'grapefruit' when there's already a fruit called a 'grape'? they're all fruits anyway, so there's no point in emphasizing it in the name. "
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i swear, if i get one more beating from that fucking demon, i will hide underground and never move or go outside again. i swear.
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[ ☾ | 負けられない ]do u still want to be taught how to fly
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( someday, someday. )
inhales quietly three days later
y e s
also my sona has small fae wings usually but they're not big enough to fly so i'll just... casually pretend they dont exist for the rp tbh
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|| witch
What a lovely account ;;
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( someday, someday. )
gASP THIS IS A LATE REPLY BUT THANK YOU..... <3 <3 <3 your account is super pretty too wtf?? i love your character i wanna rp i think sel and kody will get along a lot bc they're both witches/wiccan tbfh too oops i want them to be friends
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( |you are stronger then them!| )
My friend did my acc, it's super cute, I don't want to change it really.
i will warn you, kody is cold, and he will hate them for the rest of his life if they well break there friendship. But he will turst them at a time
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[ text @ princey 3:30 am ] so i was just about to fall asleep and i sat up in a realization
[ text @ princey 3:31 am ] TELETUBBIES ARE CALLED THAT BECAUSE THEY HAVE TV'S IN THEIR STOMACH...
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[ text @ my dearest - 3:33 am ] oh my god ky
[ text @ my dearest - 3:33 am ] i used to love that show as a kid
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[ text @ princey 3:35 am ] IM SOBBING I HATE MYSELF
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[ text @ my dearest - 3:37 am ] IM LAUGHING I LOVE YOU SO MUCH YOU GODDAMN DORK
[ text @ my dearest - 3:38 am ] GO TO S L E E P
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[ text @ princey 3:35 am ] NO BITCH I CANNOT SLEEP THIS INFORMATION IS
[ text @ princey 3:35 am ] IS SO IMPORTANT CALL CNN NEWS!!!!
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[ text @ my dearest - 3:36 am ] ky please
[ text @ my dearest - 3:36 am ] if you dont try to sleep im telling ten
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[ text @ princey 3:40 am ] NO PLS HE WILL MAKE ME SLEEP
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[ text @ my dearest 3:40 am ] EXACTLY
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servile.
okay but whenever i see your icon I keep thinking that its astro boy IMCRYIBG you have a lovely account though ??
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( all the world's a stage. )
N O GET THAT S I N O U T
BUT THANK U
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servile.
IM SORRY IT REALLY DOES LOOK LIKE ASTRO BOY
no problem !
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( OK but
i feel like chichi's cooking would taste amazing ashdbjsjfkds )
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( i am stronger than my past and brave as my future. )
Y E S
I WANT TO HAVE HER COOKING
also i mean it's saiyan-approved so it's bound to be fantastic
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i swing both ways
violently
with a sword
COME GET SOME
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i only swing one way
if you swing the other way at me
i will block it
SO JUST TRY IT
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(I FOUND YOU SELLLLLLLL!! ITS MEEEEEE. AGAIN IM VERY HAPPY FOR YOU AND KY 🖒🖒🖒🖒
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[[ Please hold my nerd, be gentle she's v kind, squishy and weak. but her mink makes up for that. ]]
"Oh, no, it was my fault... But ya, my dad sent me to find this 'Sportacus' guy to be my personal trainer. My dad would but he's as powerful as he is kind, and last time I flew through three walls."
[Zerlina that's not something to say in a happy tone.]
[Although everything on her was still prim and proper like a princess, a pieces of brick was still in her hair.]
[Not to mention her dress was as neat as her speech and makeup, but again her hair was slightly messy, yet it was evident that she washed it before coming here as her hair was damp.]
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( WHY DID I LEARN ABOUT THIS ONLY NOW )
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❝ what is hell? i maintain that it is the suffering of being unable to love. ❞
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( ✦ ) . the younger elf knitted her brows together in frustration as her fingers laid in rest on the keys of the instrument. she hadn't spent more then just a few weeks in her (now ex) private music academy learning and studying the ways of the piano, but it had always come of an interest.
( ✦ ) . after all, jovita herself had told her that no singer could truly learn their voice until they adapted well to a second instrument to compliment it. pressing down onto the keys, a tune played sharply and she pulled her hands back - her eyes grazing the sheet music in the book sitting atop the piano. ah, she'd hit a c instead of a d, of course.
( ✦ ) . resting her chin in her hands and her elbows on the keys, she closed her eyes for a moment in thought. she missed that academy beyond what words could describe, and she could give anything up if it meant she could go back. when this thought came, she pushed herself up and away from the piano and strolled into the living room - where she saw her.
" selina! i - wasn't expecting you to be home so ... soon. "
" i can assume you heard, ha. "
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whats this? a new entry - but not from selina. my dearest, selina ♥
sorry to have found your journal! but now that i have, what better time to lay down my heart on a page? i love you so much. from the very first moment i ever saw you, my heart skipped a few beats at a time && my stomach churned with a thousand butterflies. it was like it was some kind of.. love at first sight! i never expected to have someone in my life who i could call a best friend && the love of my life at the same time, you know? i ... can't really explain it, because i'm not good at this type of thing but i just wanted to leave you a lil reminder that you're always on my mind. my love, don't rush yourself in this life. ♥ you have all the time in the world to get done what you want to and what i know you can get done, you'll make your mark, i promise. you already have on me! blessed be, my love. always yours, kyarria. ♥
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" have i ever mentioned how fucking dead inside i am "
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" pretty fucked up how people can't get platonically married yet "
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( i. the familiar scent of citrus filled the air as the elf female snuck up behind the sprite, slowly and very gently brushing her fingers against the other's shoulders, bringing her body close to the others back. she brings her arms down and wraps them around her waist, resting her head on the others shoulder and softly singing into the others ear. )
just for this moment, as long as you're mine!
i've lost all resistance.. and crossed some borderline, and if it turns out it's over too fast ~
i'll make every last moment last.
as long as you're mine.
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(Heyhey. So since Dahlia is basicly kys step mom in me and kys verse would that mean you/sel would also be like a daughter to Dahlia? Cause you 2 are dating after all
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( i. it was sickening. the white pages smelt of citrus perfume - the same one the elf teenager wore on special occasions. the words scribbled hastily on her page made no logical sense. 'helpless'? 'that girl is mine?' fury racked his every nerve ending as he tore through the pages to find anything else, but it was that one, simple entry besides the first claiming of a disgusting 'care' for the rotten child. closing his eyes and leaning his back against the bark of the tree, he kept his heavy breaths tuned down as the children had lovely conversation with the insect. it had to be her. it was the only thing he could logically believe in, that a rotten would curse a hero and throw them right into a guard-less position with a hex so low as love. as the children sauntered away to do their own personal things, probably sports together, nine felt a release of breath from his nose. it was time. )
( ii. giving a quiet inhale, he proceeded to step out from behind the tree. he held his breath - like holding a spell. now, she was not chosen to see the elf. he hastily walked forward, flipping the purple journal open to the January 3rd entry. once he had approached the picnic table, he slammed it down in front of her, letting his breath out. letting the spell down. his eyes, icy and shooting daggers. if looks could kill, she'd be long-dead. )
take your fucking hex off of my granddaughter, you bug.
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[/ playing with the children of latibæ always had a bittersweet feeling. sure, she enjoyed their company, and they all enjoyed her magic 'tricks' when she did them, but the way they talked about nine, revelled in him.. he really had brainwashed them. in any other situation like this, she would've tried to help them, tried to get them to see nine for the monster he was... but if she did that, she'd probably get killed, or very nearly. ]
[/ as she watched the children go off to do stretches, she waved, then leaned forward on the picnic table, resting her head in her hands and her elbows on the table with a sigh. she needed sleep. gods, how she needed sleep. but combining the nightmares with the.. laying awake and thinking about.. her.. made it more than difficult. ]
[/ usually sprites could sense when magic was in the air, but she was too tired and unfocused to think straight, much less sense out a powerful illusion like elves could cast. ]
[/ as the journal was slammed down, she jumped with a little yelp, instantly looking up, and as the yellow clad elf appeared in front of her eyes, she let out a scream of terror, nearly falling off the bench, bringing her hands up to protect herself on instinct and flinching away.. then freezing at his words. her hands lowered slowly, and she stood up from the table, looking at the diary. purple. must be ky's. all she needed to do was take one glance at the hearts scribbled all over the entry to feel her own heart sink lower than the titanic. ]
[/ her eyes instantly widened, fear washing through her body in a prickling wave as she looked up at him. he knew. he knew. he knew. taking a step away from him, trying to put a little bit of distance between them beyond the already present picnic table, she stuttered, shrinking in on herself as she spoke and retreated backwards. ]
" i- it's not a hex ! i- i- i swear ! "
" i- i don't even know wh- why she likes me back ! "
" sh- she has no reason to ! i didn't use any m- magic or anything ! "
" i- i swear on my family's honour, n- níu, i didn't do anything to her ! "
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( i. his expression did not shift when the panicked female risked falling backwards off the wooden picnic table, though (to nines dismay) saved herself. as the fae stood from the seat and glanced over the same entry that nine had discovered, he could only watch as her face paled with fear - a fear that had a right to be there. he slammed his hand onto the pages of the book, keeping it open with a bark of icelandic that was too furious to distinguish. )
( ii. as she began to move backwards away from him, he leapt onto the wooden picnic table, shaking it and the ground below it with the force, leaping back down to be on her side of the table - directly in front of the shorter fae. he held up the diary, reading the entry out loud as he stepped towards her with each backwards step she took, slamming it closed when he was done and thrusting it into her chest. )
bullshit, kid. bull-fucking-shit.
you've been eyeing up my granddaughter like shes a sugar apple.
if you do not remove this hex from her, i will kill you and get it off myself.
you are damn fucking right, she has no reason to like you!
rottens like you disgust me!
they should disgust her too!
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[/ as he leapt onto the table and in front of her, she couldn't help but give a little whimper of fear, cowering before him. she continued to step backwards, and as he read the entry aloud, her eyes widened further; she had to force herself to bite back tears. ]
[/ she stumbled backwards as the book was thrust into her chest, and she held it there, clinging to it tightly and looking down, not at the journal, just down.. down at her own feet, then seeing nine's leather combat boots and instantly looking back up towards him, still biting back tears of fear. ]
[/ her voice was a stuttering cry of fear, her voice cracking with the effort to hold herself back from tears. ]
" y- yes, i'm in love with eleven, okay ?! b- but i didn't do anything to make her love me back ! "
" w- we can agree that honestly, she shouldn't ! b- but she said she did ! a- and,, and i trust her. "
[/ at that, she looked down, clutching the journal closer. she inhaled sharply as tears threatened to fall again, then let out a shaky breath, trying to control herself. she looked back up at him, continuing to back up slowly. ]
" i- i swear on my life, nine ! i'd n- never harm her! i'd nev- "
[/ she froze, her breath hitching in her throat as she stared up at the elf. she'd hit a wall behind her. with the touch of cold brick behind her, her voice was gone. she couldn't speak. this was it. this was where she died. ]
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( i. as the golden-clad elven man stepped forward more as she traversed backwards, his frustration only grew with each and every step and broken breath of the trembling fae before him. with all he had in him, he wanted those tears of pain to fall from her cheeks - what would it take to see such a pitiful sight? ..then she spoke. )
( ii. ..in love with eleven? didn't do anything to make her love her back. she was a liar - a manipulative insect, he had learned that from glanni long, long ago. scowling, he let his words come out in a throaty growl. )
you are such a fucking liar! you don't know love.
especially not 'love' for a hero, rotten.
your life means nothing. you can't swear on that.
( iii. as her back hit the wall, he took the chance to raise his fist, grabbing the brass knuckles concealed in his belt and sliding them over his bare knuckles, cracking them. without a word to her, he smashed the weapon across her face - targetting the side of her nose, a satisfying crack filling his elven ears. )
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[/ at his words, she shook like a leaf, she was terrified. but one phrase stuck with her. ' you don't know love. ' he spoke like he had authority on that topic. of course, he didn't. who would ever love him? ]
[/ she watched him with wide eyes as he put on the brass knuckles, and she was about to take the blow, tensing in preparation... when suddenly, she decided. no. she wouldn't. not this time. she focused. focused... ]
[/ the 'satisfying' crack that the elf heard as he smashed his fist forward was the brass knuckles hitting the yellow bricks in front of him. sel, meanwhile, was already in hiding; the fae hadn't gone far, she couldn't teleport that far yet, but she still clutched the journal close, her heart pounding as she pressed her back against the wall. ]
[/ all she had to do was wait it out. wait it out and patiently escape. maybe go and hang out and finish stretching with the latibae kids. that, or just in front of nearly any people would be a safe spot for her right now. ]
[/ either way, she patiently waited, catching her breath from her terrified panic moments earlier. she really needed to get a handle on that stutter. ]
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( i. he gave an icelandic cuss, although it could have been elvish. perhaps a mix of the two? he pulled his brass knuckle back from the brick wall that they had smashed into, checking the top of the weapon for any sort of dent or misshape that had been engraved. . . nothing. she was lucky - but now she'd get it even worse. turning his frozen blue, soulless eyes around the terrain, searching and scanning for any sign of the fae. )
come on, kid! i ain't gonna hurt ya!
just teach you a rightful lesson in learning a rottens place 'round a hero!
( ii. as he spoke, he cracked his knuckles under the brass weapon, stepping towards her hiding spot with amusement crossing his features. )
you've got no place casting hexes on a hero, kid.
you should know who you're messing with.
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[/ at his words, she tensed, biting her lip with a fearful scowl. not going to hurt her? bullshit. that was the biggest lie she'd ever heard from him, and that was saying something. this was coming from mister 'not angry' and mister 'not a sociopath'. ]
[/ she tensed further, silently sliding away from the direction he heard his footsteps, her back still pressed against the wall as she moved. at his words, she let out a silent sigh, her heartbeat pounding in her ears. with every crack of his knuckles, she tensed further, repressing a whimper. ]
[/ as she spoke again, she threw her voice, letting it echo around with no source; that was a trick glanni had taught her. ]
" y- yeah, i know who i'm m- messing with, that's why i d- didn't use a hex ! "
" or- or any other kind of magic ! i s- s- swear to you, nine ! "
" w- we both know there's no reason for her to even give me a chance ! "
" but sh- she did ! g- go ask her ! a- and leave me alone ! p- please ! "
[/ she still clutched the journal close to her chest, moving silently around the corner so she was as far away from nine as she could be, while also keeping her back pressed against the wall of the same building. ]
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( i. he stopped in a mid-step, arching his back inward a little to puff his chest. her voice was coming from all directions around him - no discernible source he could locate, no matter how sharp his hearing was. he cracked his knuckles again, straining his elven hearing to the best of his ability in an attempt to locate her - half forgetting to pay attention to her words. but when he did.. it only made him angrier. )
there's no reason she should be involved with scum like you!
if you truly are curious, kid, i did ask her. what did she say? something about being 'helpless this and helpless that'.
couldn't get a straight fucking answer out of the kid.
( ii. glancing his eyes to the building a few feet away from him, he bent his knees and leapt onto the top of it - steadying himself atop it on his feet. he looked down over the edge, spotting the familiar, petite figure of the fae. calling down with a small chuckle following:)
hello!
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