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Yesssss Mattew and Joshua are just sooo sweet
Awww Ara!!!
The kit turned his eyes to Grimm. âSorry to disappoint, Wolfboy.â
âDid that thing just talk?â Everton whispered.
XD XD XD
Love is patient. Love is kind. Love never fails. -1 Corinthians
And guess what? His is eternal (:@princesachronicle22 XD XD
#IfMarcelDiesIRiot
#ProtectMarcel
#ProtectSebI canât remember: Is Mayvee joining me and Gwyndalfâs group?
Write what should not be forgotten. â Isabel Allende
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Amidala
Ami smiled at Nyx and Jocelyn as they conversed.
The kit turned his eyes to Grimm. âSorry to disappoint, Wolfboy.â
âDid that thing just talk?â Everton whispered.
Ami nudged him with her shoulder and giggled. She nodded. Ev raised an eyebrow. He threw up his hands and placed them on his hips, shaking his head. âI wonât ask why,â he said, holding out a hand.
Jocelyn smiled at him.
Ami strode over Uvah. âYou saved his life⌠How did you do that?â
Sorry itâs so short. đ
Write what should not be forgotten. â Isabel Allende
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DanteÂ
âDo you know of any place I might find a weapon?â Serin asked. Dante chuckled but then stopped when Serin shot him yet another glare. He was clearly pushing it with her.
âI mean if you wanted to go look for one Iâm sure we could find one⌠I donât know that we really need one here and I have a knife if we do.â Layson said. Serin looked like she was about to respond, but Dante cut in.
âIf you want a weapon, letâs go look for one. Instead of standing in this freezing hallway.â Several others nodded in agreement, and they headed down the hall.
*time jump because Iâm lazy*
Dante threw open yet another door. Since meeting Allen, the group had traveled through several halls and up three staircases. It had stopped raining. No one really talked much. Dante supposed that it was because they didnât really trust each other much, which was fine. He didnât really trust them either.
He closed the door with a huff, walked a few paces, and threw open another one. Axes and swords lined the walls of the new room and a couple full sets of armor sat in the corners. A grin spread across Danteâs face.
âOi, Princess! I think I found you a new stick!â
âNothing says autumn like slurpinâ apples.â -my uncle
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@godlyfantasy12. Aww, Ara!!! I totally understand that struggle to forgive, girl!!! <3 <3 <3
Adolphus
Adolphus slightly lifted his head when Arabella spoke, even as shame continued to fill him.
No…it wasn’t possible.
He couldn’t be forgiven.
He just couldn’t.
“Oh, Adolphus, Dietrich?”
The brothers abruptly turned around at the sound of their mother’s voice, stopping in their tracks, causing everyone to stop moving. “Yes, Mutti?” They both asked in unison, and Frida smiled faintly and nodded in approval.
“Why don’t you both leave the girl alone now, hmm? I’m sure she doesn’t want to hear both of you babbling on and on like imbeciles. I certainly don’t. Besides, Adolphus…don’t you want to spend time with your fiancĂŠe?”
Adolphus glanced over at Hilda, who smiled at him. He nodded. “Of course, I do, Mutti.”
And he walked away to instead walk beside Hilda.
He bent down and gave her forehead a brief kiss, but they didn’t continue walking again.
“What were you boys talking about with Arabella anyways?” Frida asked, eyebrow raised, a frown on her face once again.
Silence ensued.
Frida’s eyes narrowed. “…I’m waiting.” She snarled.
“…We-we were talking about her brother, Mutti. Her…her friends.” Dietrich replied, some of his words slightly tumbling together, slightly stuttering again.
“That’s all? It seemed like you were talking for a while…who is your brother, Arabella…? Since you’re here, your brother may be here…have I met him?” Frida asked, turning to face Arabella.
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@godlyfantasy12. NOVEMBER!!! đđđđđ You are NOT FAULTY, BABY!!!!! â¤ď¸â¤ď¸â¤ď¸
Riker
Jezyk and November spoke, whilst sparks flew between Hans and Fin.
Hans continued to glare at Erich, but Fin nodded and smiled at Erich. “You’re right, Erich. If we expect to get anywhere, we better get moving, hmm? Riker, Jezyk, November, are you three ready to go?”
“Yessir.” Riker and Jezyk both replied in unison, making Jezyk chuckle, which made Riker smile.
Jezyk still retained some of his youthfulness.
Fin smiled and turned to November with an even warmer smile. “And November? Are you ready, or do you need a little bit? We can wait if you need it.”
@freedomwriter76 oof FridaâŚ..she better watch itâŚ
Arabella
Ara swallowed. Hard. She clenched her fists, studying the womanâs smirking face. She reminded her so much of Paxtonâs own mother.
It was a bit sickeningâŚ.
She sucked in a breath, slowly released it.
No. RememberâŚThe Light One has itâŚ
She tried to keep her voice steady as she spoke, keeping eye contact to a minimum, folding her hands in front of her and walking on ahead.
âActuallyâŚyour sons have informed me that you have met himâŚâ She forced a small smile. âHis nameâs Paxton. IâŚIâd very much like to find him.â
November
November jumped, slightly startled. âHuh? Y-Yes, Iâm ready,â He said. Fin gave a soft smile, though Hans didnât seem as enthused.
âAre you sure itâs such a good idea to have him tag along?â The man asked, glaring. Novemberâs blood went cold, which, actually was maybe a good thing.
Though it didnât feel very pleasant.
He folded in on himself slightly, only to feel Riker wrap an arm around him and pull him close.
âHeâs coming.â
Hans glared. November frowned, pulling closer to Riker, looking away from the dark eyes of the man in front of him.
âIâŚI donât want to cause troubleâŚâ November whispered.
âYouâre not.â Fin said resolutely.
#IfMarcelDiesIRiot
#ProtectMarcel
#ProtectSeb@esther-c @princesachronicle22
XD I totally underestimated how hard it is to write roleplays.
And sorry about the formatting in advance, I’ve never done this before…Luca
*swoosh-y noises* *characters successfully transported*
He stood up, confounded.
âWE JUST GOT EATEN BY THE FLOOR!â
âŚ
âWE JUST GOT DIGESTED!âDerek
Where are we? Itâs dark⌠and infested with spidersâŚyouâd have loved it, Lill⌠Stop. No. Focus on whatâs next.
âWE JUST GOT EATEN BY THE FLOOR!â Luca exclaimed.âŚwhat?
âWE JUST GOT DIGESTED!âLuca, no.Â
âThis is aâŚroom, Luca. Stomachs donât have walls.â He started to walk away.
âWAIT!â Luca ran up to him, but tripped overâŚsomething in the floor.
Derek sighed, and helped him up. âCome on.â
The room suddenly shook.
â…w-what was that?â
âHow should I-â
The floor beneath them gave way, and they tumbled down into a room filled with shocked and worried looking people.Teilo
*swoosh-y noises* *characters successfully transported*
He groaned. WhatâŚwhat just-ÂEvander jabbed him with his stick.
Teilo winced. âOw, backstabbing* isnât enough for you?ââ…Front is the new back.â Evander smirked.
Standing up, Teilo accidentally bumped an wooden plaque off the wall. It fell to the floor with a clatter.
âWhoops.â He picked up and examined it. It was blank.
Huh. WeirdâŚwhy have it up if it doesnât have anything on it?
It was the only plaque in the painting filled hallway, too.
He looked around. The paintings were of rooms. LOTS of rooms. âWhat is this place?ââI dunno-â
Suddenly, fancy cursive script appeared on the plaque: You are in hallway #375 of #â, on floor #43 of C. Castle, owned by
       .âŚa castle?!
The color from Teiloâs face drained.
âŚwell, itâs not MuirynnianâŚstill, weâre intruders, whoever owns it isnât going to be thrilled about thatâŚâ(insert crazy noise XD I canât think of a sound)!â
The brothers looked at each other, brandished their sticks, and braced themselves forâŚwhatever that was..
*backstabbing is an inside joke for them about an event that happens in the beginning of the story
"...I did not say to the seed of Jacob, 'Seek Me in vain..."
(Part of) Isaiah 45:19@gwyndalf-the-wise AHHH I ABSOLUTELY LOVED READING THAT!!!!!!
ur writing style is sooo much fun, I love ur characters (seeing their picture ugh I love them. I canât remember who the silver one was but I already love him cuz of how he looks đ) and these charries are so amazing! And the backstabbing joke was hilarious agh I just loved this soooo much.
#IfMarcelDiesIRiot
#ProtectMarcel
#ProtectSebSuddenly, fancy cursive script appeared on the plaque: You are in hallway #375 of #â, on floor #43 of C. Castle, owned by
       .Oh, thatâs brilliant. Probably going to be a pretty useful item for the characters.
I enjoyed reading your rp!
âNothing says autumn like slurpinâ apples.â -my uncle
LUCA!!! XD XD and the backstabbing
That was so great!!
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@godlyfantasy12. Oh, yes, Frida better watch it. XD
Dietrich
âActuallyâŚyour sons have informed me that you have met him⌔ Arabella gave Frida a small smile, âHis nameâs Paxton. IâŚIâd very much like to find him.â
Frida rolled her eyes. “Oh…that insolent boy…I have met him. Refused to go back to his good mother and his brothers…was protected by my stupid sons. It’s the whole reason Leo was stabbed.”
Felix raised an eyebrow. “…That’s the whole reason Leo was stabbed?”
Dietrich glanced between his mother and his stepfather, just as their eyes met each other.
Frida smiled softly. “Yes, that’s exactly why. He disobeyed and refused to tell us where this girl’s brother was…so one of the mother’s other sons attacked him. Leo and his brothers attacked first, though, I may add.”
Felix glanced over at Leo. “Is that so…?”
Frida shrugged. “I only wanted to help the poor woman get her son back…she loved him, that was obvious. And she just wanted him back…he was pretty young.”
“But not so young that you couldn’t slap him.”
Frida instantly turned around to face Adolphus, eyes narrowed.
Dietrich took in a deep breath.
What was Adolphus doing!?
“Slap…slapped him?” Arabella whispered.
Frida continued to glare at Adolphus. “So what if I did!? He was just a stupid boy, same as all of you are. Now, why don’t you be quiet now, or we’ll have a lesson in obedience right here, right now, understood!?”
A moment of silence ensued, before a quiet voice whispered, “…Leo?”
Dietrich turned, just as Talia’s eyes closed and she collapsed, barely caught by Leo before she hit the floor. “Talia!? Talia!?” Leo cried, slowly laying her on the floor, one arm still wrapped around Ella, who’s eyes slowly opened.
Dietrich rushed over, everyone likely did, as Leo tried to get Talia to wake, and as Ella looked around.
“Daddy…? MAMA!” She screamed, seeing Talia, reaching for her, her stuffed rabbit in her other small hand.
Leo held onto her. “Ella…Ella…shhh…”
Felix’s eyebrows furrowed together. “What happened?”
“I-I don’t know…she just said my name and then collapsed…” Leo whispered, eyes brightening with tears, as Ella screamed and cried for her Mama.
Hilda groaned. “Ugh. Could someone get that little girl to shut it!?” She demanded, pressing her hands up against her ears.
“I can get her to quiet.” Frida offered, holding out her arms.
Leo held Ella closer, and Ella cried harder, still reaching for Talia.
“Talia needs some space.” Dietrich whispered, taking a step back.
Ella screamed even louder, and Hilda cursed.
“Just hand her over, Leo.” Frida said, opening her arms again.
Leo shook his head.
Adolphus suddenly stepped forward, arms outstretched. “Here, Leo…I’ll take her. I’ll be gentle…I promise.”
Leo glanced at Talia, and slowly nodded, handing Ella over to Adolphus, who took her into his arms and walked away with her, bouncing her in his arms and quietly whispering soothing words.
Dietrich had never seen him so gentle.
Leo looked up at Arabella. “Arabella…is there any way you can help…?”
(So, yeah…that happened.)
Riker
It was decided then.
They began walking, and Riker was aware that Hans kept looking back at him and November, but he chose to ignore him, an arm still wrapped around November.
Fin slowed his pace and instead walked beside Riker and November. “Ignore Hans, November. He knows nothing about you. He just likes to…mess with people, I suppose, if, well, that’s the word for it. But you’re not a bother at all, and don’t ever think that you are.” He smiled. “Got it?”
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