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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 22, 2017 16:56:04 GMT -5
[[SO TOTALLY MISSED THIS IM SO SORRY. I was basically just too distracted with my draw. Your crapstain of a rp partner is back.]] "Oh I know how to treat the ladies," Thomas started, slicking back his hair. "Just thought you might be interested in something a little...less lady-like," he commented, quickly sticking his tongue out and licking the top of his lip in some sort of attempted seduction. He got up and started to walk down the ally. "Meet me tomorrow beside the palace gates. I'll dust off my best doublet and make sure Katherine sucio su enagua con sus propios jugos at the sight of me," he said, hoping to God she didn't speak spanish. He'd learned a little, but it wasn't anywhere near perfected. The next morning he was found waiting by the palace gates. His hair was slicked back into a neat fashion, tied with a silken ribbon and there he was dressed in a very fashionable coat he may or may not have stolen off of his father...temporarily. He looked up at the big palace clock -- was Marion going to be late?
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 22, 2017 16:41:56 GMT -5
Player name: Name: Inez de Salinas Were they real: Yes--she was the younger sister to Maria de Salinas who was one of Catherine of Aragon's closest friends who had come with her from Spain Position: Lady in waiting Personal History description: Inez was the daughter of Martín de Salinas and Josefa González de Salas, who were members of the royal household in Castile, and probably related to the royal family and the younger sister to Maria de Salinas. Inez with her sister travelled to England along with Catharine of Aragon when she was just 12 years old as a maid of honour but she then became a lady in waiting to her. She has stuck by her sister and Catharine of Aragon and is completely loyal to her. Personality description: Inez is probably exactly what you'd think about when you pictured a Spanish woman as she is fiery and loyal to the point to those that she cares about. She is very passionate about things she cares about and will not hesitate to express her opinions even to the queen. Despite how she acts emotional at times Inez is very perceptive and can pick up small signs to be able to read someone. Physical description: Inez has long straight black hair which falls roughly to her mid back bit she will normally if not always have it braided out of her face even if she leaved the majority of the leaf down. Her skin is tanned but still relatively pale in comparison to what you might expect especially considering how dark her hair is. Her eyes are a dark green brown and they are framed by a pair of dark lashes. Family: Martin de Salinas, Josepha González de Salas and Maria de Salinas Religion (like, publicly): very catholic Misc: I'll make another character in a sec [[ you beautiful human. You exceed even my knowledge of Catherine of Aragon historically (wait till we get to Bolyen though, she's my fav <3]]
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 22, 2017 16:38:27 GMT -5
((Dragon and the car? Now I'm curious xD )) [[Good god why do these forums hate me. I tried to say, add me on snap chat and I'll show you there.]]
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 22, 2017 16:29:02 GMT -5
[[It was either that or the gif of the dragon and the car but I thought that was too risque for these forums]]
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 22, 2017 16:20:30 GMT -5
Alain paced in front of his dragon, breathing shakily as he struggled to keep himself calm and under control, and stay in his human body. He was spiralling in his anger and needed an outlet, but his usual one- fighting- wasn't there. [[what do you want me to do here? Get Tabir to run in and be a punching bag (he can fight and he knows Alain hates him anyway) or make Iona do something?]] [[wait I have a better idea. Should him and Iona like...y'know...
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 22, 2017 15:58:46 GMT -5
[[ So I spent five hours doing this. Why? I'm really disturbed by the thought of people not imagining this with the red streak. ]]
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 22, 2017 15:47:11 GMT -5
Alain paced in front of his dragon, breathing shakily as he struggled to keep himself calm and under control, and stay in his human body. He was spiralling in his anger and needed an outlet, but his usual one- fighting- wasn't there. [[what do you want me to do here? Get Tabir to run in and be a punching bag (he can fight and he knows Alain hates him anyway) or make Iona do something?]]
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 22, 2017 15:20:16 GMT -5
((I just got second hand embarrassment from Valare xD )) [[Lol so did I. And I don't even know if it was at the temper tantrum or the kinky times with her drag queen husband]] Iona followed, cautiously -- carefully. Kalamine was far away from the fight between the two and luckily, the young queen had a knack for remaining unseen. She was quiet and nimble, as well as adept at masking her scent. So she followed Alain to the dragon -- and to the emperor.
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 22, 2017 14:58:56 GMT -5
Inai immediately stood the second Valare began to act out- she raised her arm and water flooded into the room, wrapping around Valare's ankles, and then she shot a flare towards Daniel. 'Enough!!' She said loudly. Her voice was powerful enough to echo and carry without a need to shout, and Daniel blinked, breaking the connection with Alain to look at Inai. 'Excuse me?' He purred, lips twitching. 'Did you say something, Inai?' 'Enough.' She repeated, staring him down. 'Leave. Now. This meeting is adjourned until some adults learn to be adults. Laws have been breached in this place and I will not have it. This is a place of communal peace- to kill or shed the blood of another is forbidden. Leave! All of you! Now!' Her voice was angry and her expression cold. Kaiser silently stood and left the hall, obedient and wanting nothin more than to go to Druinn for some peace- his head was battered. Katherine was shaking, she could feel the power in the room and she had never felt more insignificant than she did now. Alain relaxed as he was finally released from Daniel's hold, and he noticed the magic beneath the seats disappear. He sighed and then turned to glare at his mother, getting to his feet. 'Stop touching me like I'm some tiny child in need of protection.' He snarled angrily, slamming his chair back under the table and then storming out, wiping sweat from his forehead. 'Sweet boy.' Daniel said, also getting to his feet, quite leisurely. Inai finally released Valare from her bonds. 'Go. Now. Calm yourself down.' She said, her voice quiet and commanding once more. Alesana remained seated, wanting to speak with her mother and sister before they would part ways, and wanting to meet Aiden and Morcan. Valare was desperate to challenge her -- perhaps a fight would decide who would be high queen. But she was too frazzled, all she could care about was Alain. At least he was safe now, which meant all her fury could be directed towards the woman who had trapped her. "You stupid fishy b*tch!" Valare screamed, face red with rage at the Oceanic Queen. She stormed out of the meeting room and down the hall, red silks floating behind her. "Someone get me Tabir, wearing nothing but the mink fur loin cloth and a pair of high heals. NOW!!" she shouted, knowing the guards could hear her and probably still the royals back in the hall. She didn't care. Nothing calmed an old wolf down like her boytoy all ripe and ready for her. *** Caristonia was unphased. She'd seen Valare at a lot worse, and twenty minutes with Tabir usually calmed her down...even if several items of furniture broke in the process. No -- her attention was now on Alain. She knew he was powerful, but never knew that he was that powerful. Valare treated him like a child, even though he could probably wipe the floor with him. She followed him out, reaching inside her back and pulling out a murky purple gemstone and once he had seen her, she threw it fast. "This one will help you regain strength. It's said to help Ancientbloods in particular," she said, making sure not to sound in awe or concerned for his safety -- he got enough of that off of Valare.
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 22, 2017 14:22:40 GMT -5
It was when she saw his eyes close that something was wrong. Valare knew her son. She knew how powerful he was. What on earth was he doing? No..no she can't wait to find out. She needed to stop this now.
The Queen of Zale'mas slid her hand around her son's arm and tugged gently. "Alain," she said softly. But when he didn't respond, and the room just felt thicker with...something, something going wrong, she tugged harder, and started to shout and yell. "Alain! Alain!!!" she screamed, tugged and pulling. Eventually her anger started to rage. She was no mage, but she could do something to cause waves.
Her skin started to pant and sweat. She could feel the transformation starting. She'd rip this whole hall apart before her son suffered any more harm.
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 22, 2017 14:19:33 GMT -5
(Not going to lie, every time I first read Alain's name I immediately read if as Elaine, like the female's name, and it makes me giggle a moment.) [[I've types "Alien" several times already accidentally]]
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 22, 2017 14:14:50 GMT -5
Marion sighed "Alright, here it is. My name is Marion Sheffield. I'm a lady in waiting at the court. The Prince intends to marry Catherine of Aragon, and since it is a sin to marry your brother's widow, a sin which would make the future king childless, I cannot allow it to happen. So I need you to pretend to be my brother. I'll introduce you to Catherine of Aragon and you are going to charm her and ensure she doesn't marry the Prince. And you are not to say a word, especially about my involvement in this, but I don't think you need much motivation to keep quiet considering that if this is revealed your life will be just as in danger as ours. As I said, we're willing to pay. How much we pay is subject to whether you are successful or not. Is that understood?" She was being unusually assertive, but it felt great to be in control for once. The court life sometimes made one feel completely helpless. For the first time in a very line time she felt like she was in control. Margaret backed away slowly, she held onto Marion's hand and said "I think you have it -- I'll watch you, but I must go now...I'll meet you at the same time and place tomorrow." Thomas cocked one eyebrow and started to chuckle. "Catherine of Aragon, eh?" he said. "Well...it's about time I had a spanish girl. So feisty. Take it if we're siblings I can't..uhm...do anything to you, right?" he said, looking down Marion's body and sighing sadly -- she was so, so beautiful. He'd give his right arm to have something like that. He'd even have it more than once.
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 22, 2017 14:11:52 GMT -5
Caristonia smiled and leant back in her chair, seeing Alain work harder and better at whatever he was doing. She felt rather useless that her magic wasn't up to scratch yet (she was only a young girl after all), but she had helped in some way. Perhaps she wasn't useless after all.
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Valare couldn't stop looking at him -- she knew he was doing something -- she knew it had to be to do with magic. She was inches away from calling the whole meeting off, from sending everyone to their rooms at the Kingsmeet where they would stay the night. She didn't care what it did to the alliance -- she just couldn't bare to see Alain hurt.
[[Can Valare pull the plug, like just try and get everyone out the room cause she's worried about Alain.]]
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 22, 2017 14:04:02 GMT -5
((*throws more information at you* DIVINERSDiviners are creatures of myth; unknown to humanity, and rare even to the Ancients. Only one is known to history; an Ancientblood son of Legion, and follower of Lux, known only as 'Azazel'. He disappeared a long time ago, and none know what happened to him. Diviners are created when the sentient realms deem him to be worthy; if he is pure of heart and soul, or if he died with roaring justice in his veins- if he has lived a hundred lives and each of them was dedicated to helping all but himself. They can also be born- sometimes, a child of Lux will be a Diviner, as her own pure soul and heart will bear a child of the same allegiance. They have wings, with the size expressing their strength- if a Diviner is corrupted by sin or evil, the feathers will slowly fall away, revealing leathery bat-like wings beneath. This creates what is known as a Demon. Most diviners will live in the spirit realm and watch over the mortal realm. When born, they already know what their 'job' is- some are born to protect, others to guide and teach- others are warriors of light and justice. (One Diviner will be allowed to each person. I must apologise for the fact that I will own two; one already exists but has not yet been used (and is a demon whoops) and the other will not come in till muuuuch later on. I will find a way to put your Diviner into the story if you wish to own one. 🙂 )) [[im gonna save my deviner]]
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 22, 2017 13:51:02 GMT -5
Valare smirked as Potentia took his leave, but made sure he couldn't see her scorn for him. She didn't like anyone more powerful than her, especially if everyone else loved them. Of course, she was scared of Potentia, but would die before she showed it. Once they had left she was free to focus on Alain's magic, and how he connected her mind to Emperor Daniel's. He was such a good son, and so talented too.
But she waited, and waited, but Alain was focusing on something else. Valare peered round, concerned at the effort she saw on his face. Who's he fighting?! Who's trying to touch my little boy! she thought suddenly, hand slowly sliding to her dagger at her waist.
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She'd been useless this whole time -- it was almost as if her family had never died. Caristiona was still useless. She'd been too stunned to say anything to any ancient. She was too terrified. Now, she was seated by Alain and watched as she saw the concentration on his face. She'd seen it on his brother's. Quickly she slipped off her necklace -- a pendant with a crystal in it, that helped powerful magic. It made her more powerful -- but she didn't need it now.
"Alain," she whispered, pulling the crystal off and sliding it to his hand. As long as it was in contact with his skin, it should help take the strain off of whatever he was doing. "This will help," she said.
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 22, 2017 13:42:54 GMT -5
[[put your forms up silver. Totally think we can work out a wee plotline where Elias becomes a knight...would be very cute.]]
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 22, 2017 13:42:21 GMT -5
"Oh, yes, he looks like she would like him" Marion replied as her eyes flicked up and down him. He looked like he would pass as her brother- his hair was close enough to blonde, and their eyes were a similar colour. They looked similar enough that people might assume them to be siblings if they saw them together, which was definitely a plus for Marion. She looked back to Margaret for a moment before turning her gaze to the male, "Thomas Empson, we need a favour. We're willing to pay but we're going to need you to keep quiet and do as we tell you. If you do well, we could be quite generous with your pay. What do you say?" Hopefully, Thomas wouldn't have learned the lesson Marion had learned about working out what the other people wanted before agreeing to a bribe. The least she had to say before he agreed, the better. She didn't feel comfortable with revealing anything of their plan until they were sure he would agree to it. Couldn't have him wandering around and getting them into trouble or anything. That would jeopardise their plan, most definitely, and they couldn't afford that Margaret nodded, telling Marion that she could go ahead with the plan. After all, the more Margaret stayed out the better -- she didn't want to get clocked, since her position at court was rather influential. Of course, if she did, she could just go head and kill him, but she didn't want a black sin on her soul. "Alright, but I don't swallow and I only do horses," Thomas said, then chuckled to himself. Margaret put her head in her hands -- she hoped she made the right choice. "But seriously, what is it you want me to do sweetheart?" he asked Marion, winking in her general direction then leaning back against the grey brick of the walls beside the allyway.
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 22, 2017 13:17:57 GMT -5
Valare curled her lip up as she saw the way Daniel annoyed the ancients. Something about that man...something violent, and terrifying. It was a good adrenaline rush being aligned with him. It woke up her old bones and gave them a shake. She couldn't help but swim deeper into the shark infested lake.
"He might be right, Potentia. After all, the older the wiser, the more...experienced," Valare shot Inia a side glance, the atmosphere of jealousy reeking about the Zale'ish Queen. But even though she'd supported him publicly, she wanted to know what he knew -- because he did know something.
"Darling, think you could use a little magic to connect me and the emperor? telepathically?" she whispered to Alain, knowing his magecraft was exceptional.
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 22, 2017 13:12:21 GMT -5
Marion took a deep breath, letting out a slow exhale as she tried to calm down. "Okay," Marion agreed "I'll do it, then. It's better for everyone if I at least try to do this. When do you want me to do it?" God, she was nervous. She knew she was, and she knew it was showing, too. Anybody could hear the notes of fear in her voice or see the worry in her eyes. But still she felt a strange sense of duty, something she could not explain that bound her to Margaret, her cause and her task. She had to do it. She was going to do it Margaret smiled, clasping the girl's hands. Thank you, Thank you god, she prayed silently. Thank you for this child. And if we are committing a sin, let me take the blame god -- her soul is as pure as you can get in this world, and with her prayer done, she nodded her head along a bit, towards a small chapel-house in the court yard. Inside were two nun's uniforms. "We won't be noticed in these," she said "where we're going, we don't want to be known as the King's sister and Catherine's lady in waiting," And after they got changed, and Margaret had securely locked the chapel -- a small place her family kept for secret times such as these -- they left for The Lusted Brew -- a grotty little 'gentleman's hole' where w*ores and pr*stitutes laid waiting to snap up the coins of anyone and everyone. Margaret almost gagged at the disgust, but many presumed they were there as a 'special request' by someone or as genuine nun's coming to save lost souls. Eventually they found him, at the bar, rummaging through his pocket for loose change. "Oh come on, just one welsh kiss? It's like a french kiss, but down there--" Margaret yanked the boy back by his collar, his wavy caramel locks bouncing back with him, and dragged him outside to an alleyway. "L-Let go of me!" He snapped, pulling himself back once Margaret let him go. By then, the sunlight on his face showed the smooth skin and fresh cheekbones. He was in his early twenties, with crystal blue eyes and some subtle stubble. "Well, think he looks good enough for her?" Margaret asked Marion.
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 22, 2017 13:03:30 GMT -5
(Hello there Lily! I will indeed join this! Give me a little bit with the forms though and thinking up some charries!) [[Aaaaaah <3 Silver! Thank you so much and need any help with anything let me know. ]]
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 22, 2017 12:51:40 GMT -5
'Only an ancient can answer that question.' She sighed, 'and I have lost my connection to the crystals due to the move to Varezi.' Alain curiously tilted his head, then looked around to see if anybody here was chosen. 'I'll do it.' Inai said, getting to her feet with some effort. She removed the Fang hanging at her neck and lowered it to her arm, pressing the point into the flesh to draw blood. 'Bestia, your student summons you for advice.' She murmured. A few moments passed, then the large, multicoloured Crystal at the back of the room began to glow; this was a central point for all Ancients to come and go, not just a singular one. Moments later, a beautiful sleek-furred she-wolf walked out of it as though it were rippling water, before solidifying again behind her. Flicking an ear she turned to gaze at Inai, who curtseyed to her. 'Bestia; we have a problem.' She awkwardly said, before starting to explain. Once finished, she sat back down, and bestia curiously sat as well, daintily licking a paw. Finally she stood, and disappeared back into the Crystal. '....well that was helpful.' Katherine scoffed. Inai sighed and looked away. 'Perhaps they have no answers.' However, as she said this, the air began to shimmer around the table- and all of the Ancients appeared, one by one in a circle, as though it were the choosing ceremony. Katherine's eyes widened- she'd never seen the Ancients before- only Bestia when her mother would call her, and now the she-wolf was human, her dark skin and hair and gleaming Amber eyes giving away which one she was. She felt the immediate fear in the room- they were here. And then the final shimmering image; at the head of the table, behind Inai- a large and imposing shadowed figure finally came into physical form. The King Deity himself- Potentia. His large, muscular arms were folded across his chest, a slim golden crown sitting atop a head of brown curls, his skin tanned and scarred. His green eyes keenly surveyed the room. Morcan stood immediately and fell to one knee. 'Potentia, Sir.' 'Morcan.' Potentia replied, 'Ulfric.' He added, nodding his head at his only two followers. He spoke in the rough accented tongue of the Bra'ghanian people, but he wore an Oceanan scarf about his waist. 'I've heard your problem.' He finally said, 'and I will address it as best I can.' Morcan got back to his feet and reseated himself, listening intently. ((Just an idea of accents; Oceana: The posher British accent Aquadell: rougher, northern British accent Varezi: Arabic/Indian/Egyptian type Zale'mas: New York American Roewen: Scottish Bra'ghan: Scottish Asiralath: Welsh accent Crystal Isles: More Texan? I suppose? I don't do American accents)) [[lol texan werewolves god I'm laughing so much]] Valare tried to interject, to summon Bestia first, but of course -- Oceana had to take the lead. As always. Despite Valare having mothered Beastia's grandson, and devoutly following her from her choosing at 18. The old queen grumbled discontentedly, slumping back in her chair as Beastia came to Oceana's call, but as soon as she fled a throaty laugh emanated from Valare. "Want me to call Tabir? She might come for her son," She said, adding a chuckle -- knowing Tabir was probably the last person in the three realms that Beastia wanted to see. But her humour slipped away as all the ancients came, shining, standing as pillars of society around the table. A choosing? Who? Her eyes glanced over to Alain, No, he's too young she thought, then went back and saw the conversation between Ulfric and Potenia. "If you think about it, it's your problem as well," she pointed out to the chief ancient, not disrespectfully but held herself evenly -- not showing any sort of fear.
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 22, 2017 12:39:24 GMT -5
[[gah sorry for slow replies I'm drawing right now (idek how to draw, so I get really caught up with it)]]
Margaret smiled. She'd thought of this -- cleverly thought of every single thing that could go wrong, so she could construct the most watertight plan imaginable. "His brother, as punishment, once circulated a painting of him looking awfully ugly, with warts on his forehead and all -- in reality, he's fetching. And charming. Want to know the real reason Richard cut him off from the will? He slept with his wife -- that's why. He has...a way with women. And you look similar enough. There's been rumours surrounding his mother's marital integrity for years, if anything's off, they may just assume he is a b*stard."
"It...it sounds backhanded," Margaret started. "And I won't lie, it isn't without risks. But I'll protect you -- My brother is soon to be King of England. I just want to get Katherine out of harms way. Others, who are also apposed to the marriage, are trying hard to have her assassinated instead. It's all secret, nothing proven -- nothing written. But I know what whispers are the truth and which ones aren't."
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 22, 2017 12:28:00 GMT -5
(You guys are all in the UK and I'm over here in America T.T my only hope is to study abroad!) [ ][[For some unknown reason this post dissapeared. I said it's really hard when the Atlantic separates you...I've got friends over in the states and it's like I'll never see them again. Which state are you in Silver?]]
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 22, 2017 12:17:33 GMT -5
((Yknow I never asked.... how old are you all? I'm curious- me and Night are 18)) [[I was wondering that. I'm 19, 20 on August 18th. Also G'gow to Durham ain't that far I could drive that ]]
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 22, 2017 12:16:50 GMT -5
[[If I had money I would send you a justeat. I do that for my lil cousin when she can't get food.]] (WHAT IS THAT?????) [[basically, ordering food online that gets delivered to you. You can do it across account and things. It's pretty neat.]]
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 22, 2017 12:13:25 GMT -5
((Where abouts do you live, Lily? We're in Durham! It would actually be wonderful to meet another writer<3)) [[West end of Glasgow, it would be really great. You world build really well as well. ]]
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 22, 2017 12:02:39 GMT -5
(Maybe I'll do a semester abroad and just come and see you all! That sounds a little more likely! X3) [[Sounds like a road trip potential...]]
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 22, 2017 12:02:19 GMT -5
(I love you guys so much of course I'm going to tell you how I feel because why not just be truthful with people?? *I decided not to go get food because it's too much work and I would have to put on my coat and long pants and socks and shoes and then walk and then order and wait and then come back.....too much for me right now*) [[If I had money I would send you a justeat. I do that for my lil cousin when she can't get food.]]
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 22, 2017 12:00:55 GMT -5
[[Babe you kicked me right in the feels oh my god thank you. You're the best you're just so nice. One day, when I'm a zillionare, I shall fly my jet to you and hug you while I sob and also probably give you some money for being so nice.]] ((Can I get in on that 😂😂)) [[Of course. I mean, feesibly I can come see you and bloodeh whenever I want cause I have a car and can blag petrol money off of people. ]]
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 22, 2017 11:54:58 GMT -5
(Hello friends! I will be on in a bit, just have to roll out of bed and grab some food for my system!) (Also, I just want to express how much I appreciate each of you. Lily you are so generous and kind and have such great advice for everyone. Blood you are a creative mind with no end to your amazing thoughtfulness. And Night you are so funny and light-hearted and warm. I haven't really met anyone like you three on here and just wanted to tell you all how great you are. I could go on but I feel that might be a bit sappy!) [[Babe you kicked me right in the feels oh my god thank you. You're the best you're just so nice. One day, when I'm a zillionare, I shall fly my jet to you and hug you while I sob and also probably give you some money for being so nice.]]
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