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            yo, my hiatus is pretty much completely over! i’m gonna spend the next week or so getting lizzy’s blog into shape, then get to drafts and starters. thank you everyone for your patience.

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“ So… you are in Paris on vacation, yes? What a joy. What I would give to see this city for the first time. It’s beautiful, is it not? ”

          “Oh, it’s wonderful,” she replied, twisting the ends of her hair with her fingertips. “I wish that I hadn’t waited so long to go.” Her tone was wistful as she turned to the stranger, her blue eyes glowing contentedly. “I’m Elizabeth. What’s your name?”

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              From what she’d seen of this world so far, Elizabeth had been able to decide that she wasn’t fond of it. The fashion was gaudy, the people were CRUEL, and every time their ‘president’ broadcast a message, she was forced to tear her gaze from the screen. His visage reminded her all too much of Comstock. She played absently with the buttons on her sleeve, her gaze ever in search of another tear. She wanted to leave this vile place; it certainly was no PARIS. As she scurried about the busy streets, she caught sight of a semi-familiar face. Hadn’t she seen her before? She was a . . . victor. What, exactly, she had won was something that Elizabeth had neglected to figure out. Still, she might be of some help.

                   “Miss?” she prompted, halting in front of the other woman. She was distinctly aware of how ragged and dirty her clothing looked in comparison to those around her. They were beginning to stare. “Do you know where I am? I’m afraid I’m a bit lost. Is this . . . ? This is the Capitol, isn’t it?”

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     like this post for a starter !! feel free to specify if you want bsi or bas liz. otherwise, i’ll probably just go with the version that would be most likely to interact with your muse.

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          “Good morning, mother,” Elizabeth greeted, smoothing out the ruffles of her skirt as she approached the other woman. Done fiddling with her clothing, her fingers rose to brush through silky brunette locks, her expression faintly nervous. “It looks like a beautiful day for a walk.” A wistful note entered her voice as she peered out the window, admiring the clear blue of the sky. “Perhaps we could go out for a while? It really looks just incredible out there. Surely it wouldn’t hurt?” Hope filled her wide eyes, eyebrows raising questioningly towards her mother. 

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‘ are y’alright, miss? looks like you to- ok a bit of a tumble, there. ’

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“I’m fine,” she replied shortly, surveying the scrapes on her palms that were slowly oozing crimson. “I -- sorry, I didn’t mean to snap. Thanks for your concern, but I’m perfectly okay.”

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     like this post for a starter !! feel free to specify if you want bsi or bas liz. otherwise, i’ll probably just go with the version that would be most likely to interact with your muse.

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blog announcement

         i know i literally just created this blog a week ago, but i do have to say that elizabeth is technically on SEMI-HIATUS. i’m a senior in high school (which is crazy since i originally started her blog between my freshman and sophomore year), and i’m getting super close to the end of the school year. that means that school work has to take precedent. so, i apologize if i’m super slow with replies and blog updates -- i am well aware that poor liz’s blog is a mess. 

         i should be off hiatus by the 15th of may, but official graduation isn’t until the 21st, so it all just depends on if my teachers need me to come back or not. 

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            Silence stretched through Rapture’s darkened streets as Elizabeth skirted along the shadows. A chill seeped into her ratty clothes, and she resisted the urge to shiver. Survival in the city had proven difficult. Her knowledge of ammo and guns didn’t amount to much when she was at a loss when it came to actually shooting a weapon. Food and clean water were scarce, too. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d eaten anything substantial, and it was the empty ache of her stomach that had drawn her out into the city. The sound of footsteps nearby startled her from her thoughts, and she whipped around just in time to catch a familiar blonde head bobbing away. She felt a spark of recognition, her footfalls soft as she hesitantly followed after. 

          “Jasmine?” Her soft voice echoed, urging her to snap her jaws shut immediately after speaking. “Is that you?” Softer now. “It’s me, Elizabeth.”

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          FOR THE RECORD, I do not portray Burial at Sea Elizabeth as coldly as she’s presented in canon. Even when I roleplayed her ages ago, I always kept her kind-hearted disposition. She’s gone through a lot, but I don’t think that would erase that fundamental portion of her personality. Yes, she will be manipulative and vindictive in her Burial at Sea verse, but that part of her will frequently war with the softer side of her that’s shown early in the base game. I think that her character development in the DLC is fair, however, my Elizabeth’s anger / cold attitude / etc. is mostly a facade to fit into Rapture. I still accept everything in BAS as canon, but I just wanted to give everyone a head’s up that my portrayal of her isn’t going to be as bitter and revenge-driven.

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                Elizabeth hovered at the edge of the small crowd gathering in Poseidon Plaza, keen blue eyes fixated upon Carmen. It was her own night off from being ‘Cohen’s Songbird,’ but she still found herself drawn to the stage. For the moment, there was little else for her to do but bide her time in Rapture, and getting to know her fellow disciples could prove useful. Slipping her way through the crowd, she approached the other songstress. A smile tugged at her lips -- kind, but hesitant. “That song was beautiful,” she commented. “Is it one of your own? I haven’t the time or patience to write my own music.” Her smile widened a fraction. “Cohen’s more insistent that I focus on his vision.” 

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                Her heels thumped softly against the carpeted hallway as Elizabeth approached her apartment door. She hummed a soft song, the bag looped around the crook of her arm giving out a rustle of protest as she unlocked the door. Immediately her gaze fell upon a series of candy wrappers hastily strewn upon the floor, some of them having made their way into the small trash can near the door. “Jack?” she called, her voice scolding and bemused in equal measure. “Did you find the candy while I was away? I told you only three pieces a day.”

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     like this post for a starter !! feel free to specify if you want bsi or bas liz. otherwise, i’ll probably just go with the version that would be most likely to interact with your muse.

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subjectwyk replied to your post:       hey !!  i don’t know if anyone in the fandom...

Welcome back my Dear

thank you!! i’m excited to be back.^^

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      hey !!  i don’t know if anyone in the fandom remembers me, but i roleplayed lizzy ages ago (and i’ve off and on been a part of the fandom ever since). i’ve decided to revamp her blog after recently regaining muse for her. my computer doesn’t run photoshop well enough on my laptop rn for me to get a proper promo out there, but it’d be much appreciated if you could reblog this post if you’re interested in writing with an indie elizabeth !!