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milja-svartur · 5 years ago

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LFRP - Milja Svartur

She's in that femme fatale territory; A captive slave who's been recently liberated and has acquired a taste for blood in the process. Very familiar with being objectified in the past, Milja now utilizes this to her advantage to exact vengeance/catharsis. Having been swept up into the throes of a traveling caravan known as "The Hiraeth Haj" early on, she had been initiated into a life of crime practically from the moment she left the Wood.

Presently on the payroll for Reign Enterprises, Milja is a self trained healer who picked up on a great deal of Astromancy during her years with the Hiraeth Haj, and is surprisingly adept with maiming as much as she is with mending. Reputed to be very sweet, pleasant, and polite, direct interactions may reveal there's a lil somethin'-somethin' off. While often flirtatious, she can occasionally seem naive about the world around her, and has been described as "unhinged"

"You've been kind enough to take me under-wing, but I am afraid I do not have a singular answer-- I desire to help as much as hurt, heal as much as maim-- but I am selective in both. I can don a smile amidst a house on fire with the best of 'em. Should you demand it, I could stroke an ego as well as a cock; But even I have my limits, and I can say with certainty that is far exceeding them."

The Basics ––– –

Name: Milja Svartur. City name: “Cherry Blossom”

Age: 33

Birthday: 4th Sun of the 5th Astral Moon

Race: Viera, Veena

Gender: Cis Female

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Marital Status: Withheld

Server: Balmung

Alignment: True Neutral, though may occasionally present as Chaotic Neutral.

Physical Appearance ––– –

Hair: Glossy bone white interspersed with a deep mauve-pink

Eyes: Dilute amaranthine, like Althyk Lavender

Height: 5 fulms, 8 ilms

Build: Bodacious: lean with ample feminine curves

Distinguishing Marks: She wears a collection of faded scars like souvenirs. They riddle her body, though are not terribly noticeable without looking closely. While she has no permanent tattoos, Milja is often marked with elaborate henna patterns on her hands.

Common Accessories: She typically wears any variation of gold collar, of which she has a perpetually growing collection of. While not an accessory, she favors wearing dark make-up and accentuates it with gilt and gold dust powders.

Personal ––– –

Profession: Employee of Reign Enterprises: Seduce and Destroy most of the time, but eye candy for the rest of it. Escort for hire.

Hobbies: Writing haikus, indulging in various cultural events, all sorts of entertainment, singing, gathering herbs, gutting men like fish, baking, eating at various establishments, and working with her hands.

Languages: Eorzean Common, fluent in body language.

Residence: A small apartment in the Mist, though she’s at home enough out in nature.

Birthplace: Othard, Skatay Range

Fears: Disappointing those she values the opinion of, ever finding herself in captivity again, one-sided relationships, being useless or insignificant, Leeches, and to a lesser extent, Crocs.

Relationships ––– -

Spouse: None

Children: None

Parents: Kaja (Mother), Styr (Father)

Siblings: None (at least none that she is aware of.)

Traits ––– -

* Bold your character’s answer.

Extroverted / In Between / Introverted

Disorganized / In Between / Organized

Close Minded / In Between / Open Minded

Calm / In Between / Anxious

Disagreeable / In Between / Agreeable

Cautious / In Between / Reckless

Patient / In Between / Impatient

Outspoken / In Between / Reserved

Leader / In Between / Follower

Empathetic / In Between / Apathetic

Optimistic / In Between / Pessimistic

Traditional / In Between / Modern

Hard-working / In Between / Lazy

Cultured / In Between / Uncultured

Loyal / In Between / Disloyal

Faithful / In Between / Unfaithful

Additional Information ––– –

Smoking: No, thank you.

Drugs: Hard pass.

Alcohol: Will indulge socially, exclusively in the presence of those trusted. Finds excessive drinkers to be weak in character.

Historic Information ––– –

Milja was a child of the Wood in a Veena tribe which settled high in the Skatay Range during the Garlean occupation of Dalmasca. Being a very traditional tribe, rather than be exiled and bring shame to her kin, she voluntarily elected to leave and go out into the world to experience other places, people, and cultures at 25 years old. Within the first few months she was swept up into the throes of a traveling caravan in Othard by a Roegadyn named Ous, lured with sweet promises he could hardly deliver on. Essentially Ous and his lackeys were land pirate con-men, gamblers, slavers; Criminals who were known in various circles between The Far East and Eorzea as "The Hiraeth Haj".

What began as a consensual relationship was revealed to be something else shortly after embarking on her journey, and young Milja was essentially held captive, circumscribed to a life not her own and hid away from the world under less than pleasant circumstances. At 33 (recent/present), the particular caravan she was associating with was targeted by Reign Enterprises, which Milja believed had been employed to deal with the travelers by some organization or another, surely miffed by one of their many transgressions. During this exchange, the vardo where Milja resided went up in flames, and she was extracted by Dravitus, head of Reign Enterprises, where she has been employed since. As for the circumstances surrounding the events of her liberation; Very little information is known, save for the hushed rumors which circulated upon her enlistment into Reign Enterprises and have since settled down.

Find more information, art, and aesthetics - https://milja-svartur.tumblr.com/

RP Hooks ––– –

Viera Proud: While she may no longer have as close ties to the Wood as she once held, and is contented with the life she leads now, Milja occasionally pines for the culture and kin she has voluntarily left behind. She is interested in other Viera and the circumstances which surrounded their departure (or continued connection) to the Wood.

Seduce & Destroy: Comfortable in her own skin, Milja tastefully flaunts what she has and will utilize feminine wiles as a means to an end. As an employee of Reign Enterprises, she engages in less than decent exchanges (up to a point) to advance initiatives as they may benefit her employer, but she will also engage in more recreational exchanges.

Teacher’s Pet: Opportunities to bring new (illicit) business and forge connections with other criminal contacts for Reign Enterprises brings Milja the biggest rush. Looking for business opportunities? Share your pitch. She’s more than happy to lend a long, fluffy ear, and perhaps even a hand.

Unwitting Savior: Milja is, by nature, empathetic and nurturing. She is also subtly sadistic, which results in a taut dichotomy that primes her to fill the role of someone’s errant heroine. Your character is in a tight place? Being abused or taken advantage of? Is subjected to the whims of a badguy™? Call Miss Milja-- service with a sadist’s smile.

Bad Girl with a Good Heart: While she may engage in criminal activity, enjoy brutalizing, dress like a high class harlot, and is capricious as they come, she is is loyal to the core. Milja is a good ol’ fashioned ride or die lady (you heard it right, underneath what very little clothing she wears, she is, in fact, a proper lady) who looks out for those she cares for while operating under her own set of conditions: doing bad things for the right reasons.

OOC/Contact Information ––– –

I am happy to entertain walk-up RP in game, but can also be found on discord (Poufkin#5707) or through tumblr: https://milja-svartur.tumblr.com/!

Veteran RPer who is new to the FF scene. How I have avoided this inevitable fate for as long as I have is beyond me.

Multi-para RP preferred... occasionally slow. I am sorry!

EST time zone, usually available after 8PM or on weekends. Also work full time. Also am a grad school student. 😬

Really friendly, kinda shy, derpy, and harmless. Please don’t hesitate to reach out!

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nateadwell · 5 years ago

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ty for this opportunity to talk about myself it’s my fave thing

YOUR ALIAS & NICKNAMES — perks is my name, but people call me all sorts of things AGE — 24 TIMEZONE — central PREFERRED PRONOUNS — she/her but you could refer to me as a tit and i would respond MBTI — enfp HP HOUSE — slytherin babey ARE YOU A STUDENT? WHAT DO YOU STUDY? — i am a student!! i have a bachelors in english with a minor in creative writing n i’m currently on hiatus from a masters in teaching AND i’m applying to creative writing mfas rn ARE YOU ENJOYING IT? — uhh no :-) LINKS TO OTHER ACCOUNTS & SOCIAL MEDIA — twitter is @hocusperkus, pinterest is /perkseatsass, rp tumblr is @pcrks, my personal tumblr is @cwnt, n my letterboxd is /pcrks but ignore it bc i just made it like a few weeks ago thanks DISCORD USER — perks#9525 WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE FICTION GENRE? — oooo i love ya fantasy!!! but i’m also super into horror and thriller and crime novels too TOP FIVE FAVOURITE FILMS — o dear. shutter island!!!!!!, howl’s moving castle, v for vendetta, spirited away, n primal fear maybe i think A BOOK YOU FEEL “CHANGED” YOU? — it’s a collection of poetry but kim addonizio’s what is this thing called love is fantastic!!!! and should be read by everyone A MOVIE YOU THINK ABOUT OFTEN? — i have lots of dreams where i’m in the spirited away universe/world so probably spirited away WHAT IS YOUR SIGN? — leo sun, cancer moon, capricorn rising ARE YOU INTO ASTROLOGY? — yes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHAT PLATFORMS HAVE YOU ROLEPLAYED ON? — tumblr n jcink WHAT OTHER HOBBIES DO YOU HAVE? i write poetry, i read a lot, and i sleep HAVE ANY PETS? IF SO, TALK ABOUT THEM! — i have two cats, jinx and matilda. they’re brother n sister and i love them to pieces!! i also have two dogs. a shih tzu named finn who is an absolute tyrant and a chihuahua (mix? maybe) named apollo who is the actual spawn of satan idk where he comes from but he’s scary IS THERE A TV SHOW YOU RECOMMEND A LOT? — i love tv so there’s a lot of shows i recommend tbqh. the tops are fleabag, harlots, handmaid’s tale, and outlander bc i’m a slut for period pieces apparently ANY SHOWS YOU LIKE SOME MIGHT BE SURPRISED TO HEAR THAT YOU DO? — outlander?? idk i get the impression that most people who watch it are older but that could just be me misinterpreting things WHAT WAS THE LAST BOOK YOU READ? WOULD YOU RECOMMEND IT? — shari lapena’s a stranger in the house. it’s not the best but it’s pr good!! CURRENTLY READING? — the flight attendant by chris bohjalian LAST FILM? REC IT? — inspector gadget and ofc i do THREE MOVIES YOU NEED TO WATCH — the nightingale, joker, and call me by your name bc i feel like i’m missing out but ?? we’ll see WHAT MOVIE DO YOU THINK YOU’VE SEEN THE MOST TIMES? — shutter island WHAT ALWAYS PUTS YOU IN A GOOD MOOD? — having my cat lay on top of my keyboard so he can get in some snuggles or drinking a rlly cold dr pepper after i haven’t had one in a while or my brother giving me one of his super famous, world-renowned hugs WHO IS YOUR FAVOURITE MUSICIAN / BAND? LIST IF THERE ARE MORE THAN ONE. — wolf! alice! is!! my favorite!!!!!! i wish they would put out new music WILD NIGHT OUT OR QUIET NIGHT IN? — quiet night in, most definitely ANY PHOBIAS? — cockroaches. idk what it is but they make me queasy and i can’t be in the same room as one. also vomit. can’t do it DO YOU LIKE BUGS? — i don’t mind spiders or like..... ladybugs, but not particularly no BIRDS? — yes i lub them ARE YOU A CAT OR DOG PERSON? BOTH? — i like both but i definitely prefer cats!! BIGGEST PET PEEVE? — loud chewing probably FAVOURITE THING ABOUT THE RPC? — creating new characters. it’s super fun and i can’t get enough of it honestly TOP TEN FAVE FCS TO USE? — bill skarsgård, zoey deutch, rami malek, robert pattinson, anya taylor joy, lily collins, taron egerton, dev patel, daniel kaluuya, n zoë kravitz FIVE YOU LIKE WRITING AGAINST? — zoey deutch, laura harrier, saoirse ronan, alexa demie, n zendaya coleman FAVOURITE TYPE OF FOOD? — texmex WORST FOOD? — prunes/plums bc i’m allergic :-( DO YOU PLAY VIDEOGAMES? IF SO, WHAT ONES AND ON WHAT PLATFORM DO YOU PREFER? — yes i do!! i prefer pc games but i also love the nintendo switch and the ps4. rn i’ve been watching a lot of death stranding let’s plays but my fave games are breath of the wild, the nancy drew games, the uncharted games, n the tomb raider games ANYTHING ELSE YOU’D LIKE TO SHARE WITH THE TAG? — i just nearly swallowed a whole peanut butter m&m and i have tears streaming down my face but its gucci LASTLY, HOW DID YOU FIND US? — i’ve known neen for a super long time so anytime she comes out with something new, i peep it

#huntingtontask #huntingtontask001

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giselle-roumonette · 5 years ago

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champignétask01 — here you are my friends, a little more information about myself, but feel free to ask me any other burning questions you might have. i’m always around on discord!

NAME/ALIAS: lisa AGE: 24 TIMEZONE/COUNTRY: est / usa PRONOUNS: she / her ZODIAC SIGN: scorpio FAVORITE COLOR(S): light green and pink. but i also love blue but soft blues FAVORITE TYPE OF MUSIC: i love all types of music and am willing to try anything once CURRENTLY WATCHING ANY SHOWS?: stranger things, handmaid’s tale, harlots. i binge shows pretty fast so that’s all for the moment. i’m always open for more suggestions lol DID YOU GO TO HOGWARTS OR BRAKEBILLS?: yes! but don’t ask me to chose because i could NEVER. i’m a slytherin and my discipline is psychic magic WHAT OTHER FANDOMS DO YOU LOVE?: too many, tbh lol. literally everything Disney, the 100, star wars, Marvel, Outlander, GoT, brooklyn 99, do the new york yankees count as a fandom? that’s all that comes to mind atm.. but i’m filling this out at 4am hahaha

WHAT/WHO GOT YOU STARTED ROLEPLAY?: i got myself into it and it was almost by accident. i was hella bored on a family vacation when i was 16 and i was being so damn antisocial going through tumblr tags and somehow, tho i don’t fully remember, i came across a hunger games rp. HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN ROLEPLAYING?: the end of this summer will make it nine years! i cannot believe it’s been that long. WHAT ARE YOUR FAVORITE TYPES OF PLOTS?: WHAT ARE YOUR FAVORITE TYPES OF THREADS?: i love really intense threads when our muses are in the heat of the moment from start to finish. but i also love a really fast, intense build up to that moment too. but i ALSO love adorable, fluffy threads where our muses can just talk and get to know one another better. ( depends on our mood tbh lol ) HAVE YOU PLAYED A MUSE LIKE THIS BEFORE?: yes, but the situation she finds herself in now is very different from anything i’ve done and i’m excited about that. WHAT PLOTS DO YOU HOPE TO SEE FOR YOUR MUSE?: i definitely want Giselle to find out the truth about her father’s part in everything and then in time, THE LAWLESS’s role in the underground and everything WHAT DO YOU MOST HOPE TO SEE FROM THIS ROLEPLAY?: i’m just gonna say that i hope this roleplay creates a safe and welcoming community for everyone because i don’t want to give anything else away about future events🙊 DO YOU LIKE IT WHEN OTHER PEOPLE REACH OUT TO PLAN THINGS OUT FIRST OR DO YOU LIKE TO ASSUME CONNECTIONS?: i’m really not a fan of assuming connections more than i need to, it just feels wrong to me. assuming anything about someone else’s character in that way has always felt too much like god-modding to me and i didn’t want to be apart of it. when it comes to plotting with me, i will most definitely be reaching out to you! ANYTHING ELSE YOU'D LIKE TO SHARE?: you can find my personal discord through our server or send me a message!

#❦ OOC || 𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝓸𝓯 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓶𝓹𝓲𝓰𝓷é #champignetask01

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diveronarpg · 6 years ago

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Congratulations, ASH! You’ve been accepted for the role of CLEOPATRA. Admin Jen: I am someone who is completely enthralled by Cleopatra, both as a historical figure and a Shakespeare character. So I have to admit, I had big expectations but, Ash, you completely surpassed them! God, I can’t even express how over the moon I am about this application. Your take on Calina was thrilling to read and pick apart; from the intriguing comparisons you drew between her and her iconic historical counterpart, to the beautiful references to Cleopatra’s history and the poetic tragedy of her story, to the amazing character analysis you explored in the Extras section. These intricacies complimented your deep understanding of Calina, bringing your portrayal to life and making it wholly yours. Your passion for her really shines through and it was a beautiful sight to behold! We can’t wait to see the Queen on the dash! Please read over the checklist and send in your blog within 24 hours.

WELCOME TO THE MOB.

Out of Character

Alias | Ash

Age | 24

Preferred Pronouns | She/Her

Activity Level | Still a working gal, so I’m def still limited to nights and weekends. But y’all know I hardly leave Discord so I’m always about to plot.

Timezone | EST

Current/Past RP Accounts | Can I just… *slides tib’s account over* http://oftybalts.tumblr.com/

In Character

Character | Calina “CLEOPATRA” Sokolova.

What drew you to this character? | Cleopatra. What a woman. In both Shakespeare and in history – and while his name comes first in the play’s title, it is not Antony that gets remembered, is forever emblazoned in history, depicted in art, fashioned in costumes on halloween, celebrated as royalty, nor does he become the sole female symbol to a nation. It is her. The harlot. The seductress. The woman, who many thought did not deserve the crown to her own country.

But it is this kind of a woman that Calina is destined to become. Rising from the ashes of her past. Underestimated. Unbowed. And ultimately unbroken.

If so, the stars wouldn’t have written it that she be found in that alleyway by her adoptive mother. She wouldn’t have made it out of that brothel when she’d lost all else – her possessions, her pride, her hope. She wouldn’t have been found by Damiano and Faron and brought into the Montague fold. She was fated to be much more than a forgotten princess. She was fated to be the queen of an empire – and this is something she never allowed herself to forget again. It is this resilience that brings me to adore Calina so much. Where circumstance after circumstance forged against her was intended to make her wilt as well, she withstood. There’s a pain to that, a realness to that. These reasons make Calina not only a marvel, but an inspiration. As is her Shakespearean counterpart. When the Romans threatened to take the very empire that was her birthright, Cleopatra used the desire, she was so condemned for to create one of the most infamous political strongholds in history, to not only to save her crown but her country and her people as well. Has it not been said that the lily of the valley is the flower that blooms in spite of the darkness? There is no other soft-petaled thing that could depict Calina Sokolova more, though, it’s known she’d rather not be compared to such gentle ideals – she’s much more than that.

What also drew me to this character was the opportunity to find the balance between Cleopatra and Calina, identify the connections between their stories and personalities until they became one. What I love about Cleopatra as a person and a character manifested in Calina, is that she is the epitome of versatility. She is not so simple as to pigeonhole her into one category, one type of woman – as she is many – and she’d sooner sneer at anyone who thought her so one-dimensional. She is the prim scholar, the cultured savant, the coquettish minx, the charming socialite, the strategic tactician, the grateful soldier. There’s a quote I’ve come across and saved as inspiration – ““How many women are you,” he asked. “A legion,” I said” – and if I had to pick a sole defining string of words for my girl, it’d be this one. She’s willing to transform, adapt to whatever situation she might find herself in, an arsenal of personas at her disposal. It’s a skill that not many can master, but she does it with unfaltering grace and glamour as she’s traded her rags for foreign riches. She is every bit feline, perched high above the rest, tail swishing as she surveys and assesses before pouncing from her vantage point. A chessmaster, out-maneuvering and out-witting and out-strategizing the men in her midst, turning the tides into her favor. It is her femininity and willingness to utilize it that makes her underestimated, and perhaps that is her greatest weapon.

Lastly, what draws me to Calina is not only balancing her with Cleopatra, but sorting through the compiled contradictions that reside inside her head and heart. She knows what it is to love and be loved in return, but the beating bleeding thing in her chest is kept behind the gilded cage of her ribs now, as such loss and heartbreak cannot crack at her heart again, not when in the midst of war. Gentle things feel brittle against her skin, and yet brutality causes her to recoil in distaste. She despises those who lack loyalty, looks upon those of vicious tendency with suspicion, but cannot bring herself to be trustful of others as she wishes to observe such savagery and perhaps tailor a bit of it to suit her own purposes. She’s aligned herself with people who do despicable things all before breakfast, and yet she still has the energy to pettily turn up her nose at them all the same for it. She possesses an open mind, but tends to be unyielding and uncompromising when it comes to what she knows, casting her own judgements and aligning her logic only by her own side unless someone is in agreement with her. Hers is a superior intelligence, she knows, a quiet and sophisticated thing. She might be called shrewd or callous for the ruthless plans she might devise, the manipulations she’s deemed necessary, but it is important to note that Calina Sokolova is no more good than she is bad. Sure her origins are questionable, and her motives unknown by most, but she is not a villain – she is simply a woman trying to survive in the mess that men have so brutishly created and come out above it all. A woman trying to reclaim the second chance at life that she’d snatched from the Fates before they could sever it with cruel jagged scissors – because she deserved it. A woman trying to gain all the things she’d lost and then some. She hadn’t come to Verona seeking a throne or a crown, exactly, but if it fits…she’ll gladly rest it atop her head.

What is a future plot idea you have in mind for the character? | Where do you see this character developing, and what kind of actions would you have them take to get there? 3 future plot ideas would be preferable.

BUT SHE MAKES HUNGRY, WHERE SHE MOST SATISFIES | “A woman’s authority spelled a man’s deception.” It’s a quote I’ve crossed multiple times when doing research and looking for inspiration for Cleopatra. It alluded to the Roman narrative that had deemed her an enchantress, condemned by the men around her for her tempting ‘magic’ leading to the eventual demise of their greatest leaders. If only they knew that love was the reason, that their desire for her far outweighed reason, that being so foolish to let heart lead over head was their true downfall. But through the years, through her observation and careful practice, Calina has seen just how powerful of a sin lust can be – it’s not one of the seven deadliest for no reason. Guilty of strategizing her sexuality, she has used such wiles to obtain things that she had no money or status to simply ask for. When faced with her greatest obstacles, the hailed Queen of the Nile utilized her tactical mind as her greatest weapon too, and with forming such advantageous alliances was able to reap benefits she would never have been able to so much as grasp if so stubborn to work alone. She utilized love to shackle Rome’s greatest leader, affections to keep the independence of her country and hold an army between her fingertips. I would love nothing more than for Calina to utilize the strategy of her namesake, forge alliances of the unlikely kind, relationships of mutual benefit. Perhaps a faithless Capulet willing to build a bridge that might support her plans, her goals. Maybe even higher ranking Montagues who sat closer to the throne she so wants to sit prettily upon. ( Bonus points if such an alliance is romantic in nature. )

ETERNITY WAS IN OUR LIPS AND EYES | In history, it was a known fact that Cleopatra was led by her mind, while betraying her heart and sacrificing being with her beloved for the sake of the bigger picture. I strongly believe that Calina mirrors Cleopatra in that very aspect, her logical, analytical mind pushing her heart to the side more often than not. I hope to explore the matters of Calina’s head and heart, as they are both such fickle vitals within her. As a woman who is often led by one while prone to befalling the whispers of the other, there’s often a lot of inner turmoil inside of her. Far more used to being desired, she’s almost lost sight of what actual love should look like – though, she’d be a liar if she said it wasn’t the kind of passion and all-consuming intensity she craved deep down, the thing of fiction novels and foreign films. But she knows love has no place in war, knows she’d sooner die than find something so true, as it is often a tool forged to destroy pawns and capitalize on cruelly as leverage. Life has taught her that to love greatly means even greater loss, and she doesn’t know if she’s ready to lose again after just grabbing the reins back on her life. So she knows in her quest for power, that she must ignore the affectionate leanings she’s so inclined towards to fill such a gapingly empty hole inside of her. She is not void of fondness and she is not without her feelings (as much as she’d like to be), but it’ll come down to it when she has to ask herself which one does she want more, which one is more important: love and meaningful connection or power. A tender heart or a gilded crown? Or will clever Cleopatra find a way to have both?

THE THRONE OF OUR QUEEN IS EMPTY | Aligning herself with those that will protect her, benefit her most is Calina’s modus operandi. Distrustful of many aside from herself, Calina, ever the cynic, knows that you must be vigilant as snakes reside in the very grass she stands in. She still waits for the day that Faron might decide to collect his debt that he’d used to free her from the proverbial chains that kept her shackled to that brothel. Still waits for Damiano to name his price for extracting her to Verona. Never the type to bite the hand that feeds her, Calina is a willing and dutiful soldier, knowing that this is a prized opportunity, that not many are so fortunate to be plucked from the gutter and reincarnated as a new deity, given a new form, a new life. But she knows what desperation is like, and it tastes like bile at the back of her tongue, a lingering flavor that she wishes if only to rid herself of forever. She knows now what the elite tastes like, sweet and decadent like caramel, what it feels like, soft and rich like cashmere, and she’d be damned if she goes back to the streets of Russia she’d been made to merely exist in. Clinging to her new status is what she values most, and so she wants to rise in the ranks, secure her place in Damiano’s eyes. He has heard the stories, the words whispered about her unmatched mind, and she wishes to show him just what she can do for the Montagues. Her eyes are on an Emissary title (for now), not too keen, and far too ambitious to resort to taking orders as a mere soldier for long. But she knows her time will come – she’ll make sure of it. (And I want to see just how much she’s willing to do to achieve it.)

SHOULD YOU EVER COMPARE CAESAR WITH ANTONY | I believe I’m most excited to develop Calina’s connection with Alexander. It interests me because now that I’ve gotten acquainted with Alexander, he carries himself like the warrior Antony was, but his mind is what I know will intrigue Calina most, as she isn’t impressed with a show of muscle and brute strength (though it is entirely nice to view). He’s cunning and as sharp as the knife-carved curve of his grin, and it is this intelligence and drive that shows me shadows of Caesar in him. It is written that Caesar was truly a well-match for Cleopatra as they were intellectual equals, a power couple of sorts as they were ruled by their ambitious minds and worked through their mutually beneficial alliance together. So I’d love to see what kind of pair Calina and Alexander might make, where her intrigue of him will take her.

Are you comfortable with killing off your character? | It would crush me to kill my queen, but of course, if to propel the plot forward, I approve her demise, and it must be as grand and as poetic and as ironic of a death that Cleopatra deserves. If we got some snakes, that’d be greaaaat.

In Depth

In-Character Interview: The following questions must be answered in-character, and in para form (quotations, actions written out if applicable, etc). There is no minimum or maximum limit for your response - simply answer as you would if you were playing the character.

What is your favorite place in Verona?

She can answer the negative to this question rather than the positive. But such is customary of the cynic, is it not? She sees herself seated across from a Capulet counterpart, and only prays to the gods above that her discomfort does not shine through the darkness of her eyes. She sees the velveteen interior, she sees the girls scantily clad and palms itching, she sees Verona’s elite, their fingers offering silver and gold and the lights that have dimmed from the girls’ eyes suddenly returns if for a moment. She can’t see that last bit, but she knows because there was once a time when that had been her. She too had been the girl, glad to serve clients if only to receive payment enough to bring her closer to repayment of her debts. The Dark Lady only reminds her of a past she not only wishes to leave in the tattered pages of her history, but it’s one that needs to remain there, something of the past, a scar that had healed over finally.

“The Capital Library, of course.” Her gaze had been down, examining the pastel shade she’s chosen for her manicured hand, only for that that same hand to make a sweeping gesture, urging the journalist to cast their eyes upon even the furthest corners of her sitting room. Books, books and more books stacked neatly on shelves, perched precariously against the edges of tables, some lovingly dog-eared so she might not lose her page, others with delicate scribbles in the margins. Texts of new and old. Of the language Verona knows, and in tongues it does not. Her mind was a vast canvas, and reading is not only her solace, but the only way she might paint against it, knowledge of all kinds hanging themselves like masterpieces inside that pretty head of hers. So it’s only with a genuine spark in her tone that she continues, “There is hardly a scent I adore more than that of books.” A pause, a dainty tip of her head, the slightest tug to her lips, “Aside from medovik, of course…” She thinks then of Faron, who’d undoubtedly had a box with a slice of the delectable honey cake from their motherland left on her desk the other day. Once more, she can’t help as sentiment knocks at the door, awaiting answer, as he remembers details so minute, but she doesn’t let it in.

What does your typical day look like?

“Well–” Calina begins, eyes flitting up towards the ceiling in thought, one leg brought up to cross primly over the other, the gilded metallic G of her Gucci suede pumps catching in the afternoon light. “Waking up so horrendously early cannot seem to escape my routine.” She was forged into a creature of the night, nearly hissing as the sun’s rays would break through her curtains each morning. But she has since learned to become one with the day, after hating it for so long, detesting the sun for daring to rise when her world had descended into darkness. Nonetheless, she finds herself much preferring what happens before the sun goes down on this beautiful city. “But I do yoga, I have tea, I feed Si –” She begins her day with all things that relax her, as she knows it’ll only get more turbulent from there.

“I spend most of my day at the embassy more than I spend time here.” Cue the arrival of Osiris, her all black emperor of household, purring as he curls beneath her hand, starved from her affections as her day and night jobs keep her from their home far more than he appreciated. A jealous little thing, he was – not wanting to share his mum with anyone. “Much to this one’s displeasure,” she coos, picking up the cat, holding him tenderly to her chest. “Isn’t that right, darling?” A tinkling laugh slips past charming lips, mouth momentarily pressing to onyx fur to conceal the humor that curved her smile, “Though, I must say, my day only takes a turn for the boring from there. I meet with a few associates, and it’s instantly into interpreter mode.” She leans in then, as if sharing with them a hushed secret, “I’ll be lucky if I speak English for any amount of time.” A sigh of feigned disappointment escapes her, only for her to continue, “–and then…I suppose I come back here. Have a little dinner, a little wine. Only to rest and do it all over again the next morning.” It all sounds so trivial, and that is with good reason. There is no need for the darling journalist to be brought out of his ignorance of her true purpose here in fair Verona.

What has been your biggest mistake thus far?

A cant of her head, a knowing smile, “Do I look like a woman who makes mistakes?”

Miscalculations were a rarity with someone as careful, as cautious and as well-thought as Calina. But even she is prone to human error – not that the man who was seated across from her needed to know such a thing. Know that she was something mortal and not entirely godly. So, her lips purse as she waits, a finger idly brushing across her cupid’s bow – whether it’s deliberate, is not something you have to ask, as she intends to draw the eye there to the inviting part of her lips.

He pauses, chest rising with an inhale, the words seemingly teetering on the edge of his tongue unable to fall out, but he musters a shake of his head at her inquiry. He doesn’t think so. “Smart boy,” is her coy response, a flash of a wink in accompaniment, so quick if you blinked you’d probably miss it.

What has been the most difficult task asked of you? (tw: illusions of sexual assault)

It wasn’t asked. That was the problem.

To be asked would mean she was being gifted courtesy wrapped in a bow. To be asked would mean she’d be granted choice, the ability to accept or decline, to return or exchange with a receipt. But no – the most difficult task for Calina Solokova to face was demanded of her. (If she wanted to eat, if she wanted somewhere to sleep, if she wanted to live.)

It happened in the shadows where no one could see, perhaps it was best that way so the crystalline tears that treaded down her cheeks would never be seen by the light of day. It’s a memory pushed so far to the recess of her mind, she almost cannot recall all the details these days. But she remembers her face had been stony, still, unmoving, unaffected. The man nameless, faceless as he pushes crimson silk from her lithe frame, as his calloused fingertips touched her without an ounce of knowledge as to what kind of jewel he was holding.

Her lips press together tightly, she feels the matte texture of her lipstick between them. She pauses so she might think, might craft the correct response. It’s then that she decides playing a part might suit her well here. A breath of a laugh, a feigned bashful tuck of her hair behind her ear, “My mind’s certainly drifted, hasn’t it. What was the question again?” A fluttering of lashes, a softened, apologetic smile – the journalist is gracious enough to skip this question, and she thanks him with a deliberate touch to the top of his palm, feather light and barely there.

What are your thoughts on the war between the Capulets and the Montagues?

“War,” she scoffs, the sound gentle but her disdain carrying loud and clear.

Piercing eyes narrow, the winged tip of her kol liner sharpened like the point of an arrow. “It’d be just like men to start something so barbaric with no end in mind.” To her it was illogical, to waste time, resource and more importantly energy, on the maintenance of a petty feud. There is nothing worth fighting for, she’s realized, if not for love or for power. And she liked to think the Montagues and Capulets fought for neither. There were by far better things than to focus on – the creation of empires, the falling of others, she thinks.

“It’s primitive. Dated. If they want to continue on in this matter they might as well fight over Twitter about it.” Another pause. Her fingertips coming to her lips, as if the words had come out too soon before she could stop them, “But, you didn’t hear me say that either.”

Extras: If you have anything else you’d like to include (further headcanons, an inspo tag, a mock blog, etc), feel free to share it here! This is OPTIONAL.

PINTEREST BOARD

QUOTES:

“How many women are you? he asked. A legion, I said.”

“BELLADONNA, n. In Italian a beautiful lady; in English a deadly poison. A striking example of the essential identity of the two tongues.” – Ambrose Bierce

“Men love me cause I’m pretty – and they’re always afraid of mental wickedness – and men love me cause I’m clever, and they’re always afraid of my prettiness – One or two have even loved me cause I’m lovable, and then, of course, I was acting. But you just do, darling –” – Zelda Fitzgerald

“She is her own heroine—capricious, exacting, exquisite, very learned, and beautifully dressed.” — Virginia Woolf

“She’s a very mysterious creature, with an open smile and a closed soul.” — Colette, from a letter to Madame Léopold Marchand

“She carries herself like a god. She is a composed ocean of waves that could become turbulent if you test her.”

HEADCANONS:

TV TROPES: Brainy Brunette, Silk Hiding Steel, Broken Bird, Femme Fatale, The Chessmaster, Passive-Aggressive Aggression, I Have Many Names, The Charmer, Ice Queen, Faux Affably Evil, All Girls Are Lustful, Honey Trap

CHARACTER INSPO: Catwoman / Selina Kyle (Batman), Hathor (Gods of Egypt), Commander Lexa (The 100)

AESTHETICS: She’s fur trimmed coats and heels as high as her standards. She’s a touch as warm as a crackling fire with a stare as icy as the country from which she hails. Chin tipped up proudly as she balances a gilded crown no one can see but knows is resting atop her head. Her voice is like honey, and her laughter like wisps of smoke, tendrils floating airily above ruby-painted lips. Piercing eyes assessing and calculating, who might she charm next with the knowledge carved into the walls of her mind like hieroglyphs? The answer is: everyone.

Her mother Tatiana Sokolova was a widow and school teacher. Her husband, Mischa, died long before she could conceive a child. It was his only wish, his only hope, that they’d grow their little family in Irkutsk, that one day he’d drive his truck route through the snow long enough for them to have enough money to move to St. Petersburg. It’s a dream he never got to see into fruition, God knows they tried their best, but Tatiana always felt that she’d failed him. It’s why she’d prayed so hard, why she’d wish upon every star, why she’d memorize the scriptures until she knew them by heart, because if she prayed to her gods and believed hard enough – miracles could happen. And when her little miracle did happen, Tatiana only wished that he was around to see Calina grow, see her excel – he would have been proud of her, the woman always said.

They say curiosity killed the cat, and despite knowing that fact, Calina grew up ever curious into her original background. While she never sought for her parents, she did seek answers about her heritage, her ancestry. Taking a test, she finds that her roots lie in the motherland of Africa’s tip and in the desert sands of the Middle East – it’s only logical then that she learn Arabic, that she research the customs of such drastically different cultures, if only to feel closer and more immersed into them. One of her many dreams: to visit both Egypt and Morocco one day.

Showing the early signs of a cerebral child, a gifted child, reading was always little Calina’s favorite thing to do, always by far more excited than her classmates to get the summer’s reading list. She was the type of child who would live in the library if she could, taking out stacks of books only to return them by the week’s end because she’d finished them all, and even went through a few of them twice. It’s a habit she could hardly shake well into adulthood, as the Montagues have now become accustomed to finding her beneath the ornate embellishments of headquarters if she is missing for any period of time. To her, there is no shortage of knowledge, only fools claim to know it all. (But let’s not mistake, she knows by far more than the rest do.)

Her mother showed her how to do everything, Calina acting as her permanent shadow as she trailed behind her. She knows how to cook the perfect solyanka because she’s hovered over her mother’s shoulder while she stood at the stove. She knows how to knit her own scarf, because her mother only seemed to have the energy to calmly knit as she got sicker and sicker, and she’d help her knit-one and pearl-two when her bony fingers couldn’t go on anymore. She knew how to tend to chamomile, if only to brew the delicate flowers into steaming soothing tea, because her mother watered and sang to her plants religiously at the windowsill, and she’d do the same. She learned Ukrainian because that was her mother’s second tongue, almost spoken in their home more than Russian.

Her interests are vast and varied – a modern Renaissance woman. Languages are only the beginning. She enjoyed mathematics, was fascinated by history and geography, and marveled constantly at art. Growing and learning, she couldn’t put a finger on her favorite subjects, as she only wished to consume as much knowledge as she could.

When she does make it to Novosibirsk, Calina goes straight into state university, with the hopes to secure a job once her certificate was in her hand. She studies Linguistics, with the hopes to become a translator, maybe one day able to work for government agencies in her country or across the globe – the United Nations was one dream, among many. But she soon learned that dreaming was for the naive. Due to the illness of her mother, and no one to care for her, she has no choice but to drop out of school, and uses the remaining funds from her tuition payments to take care of hospital bills, their rent, and an decidedly ornate urn when her mother eventually passes. Her ashes are floating through the depths of the Baltic Sea by now.

A brilliant linguist she becomes, with a talent for rapid language acquisition, Calina is skilled in six languages: her native Russian, English, Ukrainian, Bulgarian, Arabic and Italian most recently due to her new ‘business’ ventures.

She alludes some her knowledge to her lovers. Sometimes her customers were sweet, in the exchange for her affection they’d wish to bring her gifts – all she’d ask for was information. A new language to learn, a new book to absorb, a new code for her mind to crack. She learns Bulgarian from Stanislav, as he purred it her ear until she could purr it back. Dariya, her favorite, shows her that English is not as difficult as she thinks, leaving her poems from authors even greater than herself. Is brought hardcover books with gilded spines and Arabic lines from Adrik, and she’d lift his delicate round spectacles so she might press her lips to his eyelids. It was her little way of making better of the horrid situation she found herself trapped in.

It had become an inherent part of her, a subconscious thing for a girl like Calina, to analyze and categorize those she interacts with according to a specific criteria, especially so once she was inducted into the Montague ranks. When she encountered someone new, she’d ask herself a series of questions that would determine their suitability of her attention: What can I gain in this relationship? What can this person give me? Most importantly, will I be willing to part with them if need be?

Dependency is her greatest fear. To live in a world where she cannot save herself, where at every turn a man will be there to rescue her, is not one she can see herself existing in. Which is why she’s more than keen to learn how to better defend herself, how to better weaponize herself and stay protected. But she’s yet to voice such desires, waiting to see who she might best employ to assist her.

Currently, she calls the Verona embassy her second home, more time spent there than beneath the roof of her own apartment. She serves as a translator for foreign dignitaries, her charm and clear command of language makes her shine at meetings to discuss ranges of topics, from foreign policy and international trade to criminal justice and matters of Verona’s security. It’s a strategic move on Damiano’s part to place her there, to be the eyes, ears, and soothing guiding voice of influence that is necessary as far as local and international governments are concerned. It’s no secret her mind cannot be resisted, and it makes all the better for the Montagues to have friends in such high places.

ARCHETYPES:

45% INTELLECTUAL – Thriving on intellectual pursuit, with a defining grace of wisdom, the Intellectual is the ultimate dinner-party guest. Engaging questions and thoughtful debate are their trademarks. They are your sages – imparting their wise words only learned through time and experience. The Intellectuals can be your scientists – juggling a plethora of ideas in their minds, willing to listen and engage in conversation so long as it properly stimulates their intellect. They are your scholars, your polymaths – brimming with bright curiosity for all aspects of life, collecting knowledge in all its forms. But they can also be your judges – masterful arbitrators, sharp and impartial, slicing through the heart of matters to create balance.

35% PERFORMER – Center stage. In the spotlight. Entertaining and exuberant. Flourishing in the face of attention and applause. The Performers are your provocateurs – walking sirens, with charm and unabashed sensuality on their side. They can get anyone to do anything for them with just the right string of words, the right look, the right touch. They are the pretenders, the seducers – dishonesty is a language they speak well, using it to sway the foolish into giving them their hearts. Nothing is as it seems, as they keep you on your toes, teasing you with portions of themselves instead of the whole. But living on the shallow surface can only go so far when it comes to real relationships.

20% ROYAL – Driven by power. On a constant quest to bask in entitlement and luxury. The Royals are your networkers – with esteem, power, charm and more importantly hundreds of contacts at their disposal, they can work any room and cozy up to the power players in it with ease to help push their agendas. They are your queens – ultimate conveyors of grace and elegance, with the ability to lead as examples, empowering those around them (especially women) to succeed. But they can also be your politicians – people-oriented, excellent communicators, with an innate talent for leadership and influence, they firmly understand that their jobs would be nothing without the alliances they can make.

DARK CORE PERSONALITY TEST:

20.11% Darker than the Average Person

TOP DARK TRAITS

MACHIAVELLIANISM (87%) – “Manipulativeness, callous affect, and a strategic, calculating orientation.”

SELF-INTEREST (80%) – “The unprincipled pursuit of gains in socially valued domains, such as material goods, social status, recognition, achievement, and success.”

EGOISM (80%) – “Excessive concern with one’s own pleasure or advantage at the expense of community well-being.”

#accepted: cleopatra #accepted

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philipdebourbon · 5 years ago

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champignétask01 — most of this information is the exact same as what you’ll find on giselle, but feel free to ask me any other burning questions you might have about me or my muses. i’m always around on discord!

WHAT/WHO GOT YOU STARTED ROLEPLAY?: i got myself into it and it was almost by accident. i was hella bored on a family vacation when i was 16 and i was being so damn antisocial going through tumblr tags and somehow, tho i don’t fully remember, i came across a hunger games rp. HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN ROLEPLAYING?: the end of this summer will make it nine years! i cannot believe it’s been that long. WHAT ARE YOUR FAVORITE TYPES OF PLOTS?: i really love slow burn kinda plots and i absolutely adore love triangles because it’s angst central. WHAT ARE YOUR FAVORITE TYPES OF THREADS?: i love really intense threads when our muses are in the heat of the moment from start to finish. but i also love a really fast, intense build up to that moment too. but i ALSO love adorable, fluffy threads where our muses can just talk and get to know one another better. ( depends on our mood tbh lol ) HAVE YOU PLAYED A MUSE LIKE THIS BEFORE?: yes, many times. philip is a rework of a previous muse i’ve had for about eight years. i love him a lot. WHAT PLOTS DO YOU HOPE TO SEE FOR YOUR MUSE?: i want his relationship with Aurora to progress, obviously lol, but i’m excited for it to get to the point where puts him at odds with the family he’s been part of for the last ten years. WHAT DO YOU MOST HOPE TO SEE FROM THIS ROLEPLAY?: i’m just gonna say that i hope this roleplay creates a safe and welcoming community for everyone because i don’t want to give anything else away about future events🙊 DO YOU LIKE IT WHEN OTHER PEOPLE REACH OUT TO PLAN THINGS OUT FIRST OR DO YOU LIKE TO ASSUME CONNECTIONS?: i’m really not a fan of assuming connections more than i need to, it just feels wrong to me. assuming anything about someone else’s character in that way has always felt too much like god-modding to me and i didn’t want to be apart of it. when it comes to plotting with me, i will most definitely be reaching out to you! ANYTHING ELSE YOU’D LIKE TO SHARE?: you can find my personal discord through our server or send me a message!

#champignetask01

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raevanmun · 8 years ago

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Writer in search of same for rpz

I am looking for more rpz, particularly of the Tumblr & Discord sort. As I return to work tomorrow, and I may be swallowed whole by the military industrial complex, my time in Game will be short save for weekends and that’s when the Real Life happens. Sooo... I need, desire, dream of? More rps and not just for Raerys. While she’s a lovely dame, she isn’t where the lovely or the dames stop. I’ve several other OC’s under the cut for folks to rp with and at. So, please, if you’ve been meaning to rp with me, don’t be shy. If Raerys seems too busy - approach me about one of the others. Some of them, their tumblrs are space - but that’s primarily due to lack of interaction so, gimme some... I am open to new friends, old friends, old ships, new ships, frenemies, besties, whatever, on any of them. Thanks! Raerys Songbrook (formerly Rosewood)’ - Actually fun and nice Mun @raevanmun

Kordelaine Sunbriar

Geek,Engineer,Parolee,Spell & Food Filcher,Music Nut

Phaedrei Bitterdawn

Priestess, Snoop, Augur, Mind Reader, Busy-Body, Animal Lover & Salty B*tch

Kaereah Bitterdawn

Masseuse, Tea Leaf Reader,Madam of @thedancingmaideninnwra, & Harlot

Nolah Blackfyre

Fool in the Streets - Death Dealer in the Darkness, Poet, Stargazer, Forger, Poisons Expert, Drug Fiend and Pie Eater.

Tzilli Bloodsky

Sanguine Witch, Hematology Student, Thaumaturge, Evil Genius,Scary Doll, Anarchist & Provocateur (Horror/NSFW Trigger Warnings)

#help me make going back to work not suck

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harlotwells · 5 years ago

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Would anybody here join Harlots Discord rp ( In case if I create one )

Like, reblog or message me this if you're interested!

- Also if you know any active Harlots rp servers or accounts let me know <3 message me anytime

#charlotte wells rp #harlots rp #historical rp #history rp #harlots on hulu rp #harlots discord #discord rp #harlots on hulu discord #harlots on hulu rp discord

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talldarkloathsome-blog · 8 years ago

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Discord RP: Dasvidaniya

@coldsteelse7en

Cailen-Today at 2:12 AM

[txt]: Well. You certainly know how to end a relationship in fireworks. Good show.

Carro-Today at 2:13 AM

[txt] That was an ending? My, why didn't anyone tell me?

Cailen-Today at 2:14 AM

[txt] Well it's certainly not warranting a continuation.

Carro-Today at 2:15 AM

[txt] Is that right? Wouldn't you say that what I did got under your skin? Deeper than I've ever gotten before...?

Cailen-Today at 2:16 AM

[txt] Normally the aim in a Black Relationship, if I'm to understand it, is to NOT assassinate your partner while maintaining their ire.

Carro-Today at 2:17 AM

[txt] You're still alive and breathing, aren't you? Did I put poison in your cup? A dagger in your heart?

Cailen-Today at 2:19 AM

[txt] A possible career assassination, yes. Do you really expect me to stay after this? If you had wanted me out of the picture. despite my shortcomings I have always been respectful in how I've treated this. I understand we're criminals and murderers but even this...this is just....ugh

Carro-Today at 2:25 AM

[txt] I have many things to say about this. To begin:

My frog, what sort of kismesis have you had before? Surely a boring one, if you're so secure in your stations in life. The point of a kismesis is to challenge one another. You stifled me. Shoved me in a closet and kept me a secret.

That, for starters, is not who I am as a person, but I still took you up on it. If this was the challenge you were to present to me, then I had to create one for you that was even more core-shaking. And what better way than to expose this, to see you bend under pressure but ultimately claw your way out from beneath it? To face adversity head-on and defy it? That, augh, that would have been...

But instead, you are, what. Giving up? You're acting as though what I've done is "so far out of line," and yet this is perfectly within the bounds of what one typically does with one's black rom partners. So what makes this so different? Aside from being more of a challenge than your roll-over-and-take-it other that you had to keep me a secret from?

And should I touch on that as well, or...?

Cailen-Today at 2:35 AM

[txt] Simply put, I am the leader of my organization. We both know that Scratch would do absolutely anything in his power to take that position back from me but I will not let him. My relationship with you was fun, it was risky, and it was WRONG. My group looks to me to lead, and now more than ever I must be strong and show that I am on their side. I have never acted against the Felt in being with you, it was purely because I LIKED being with you. I let you in and I had ONE rule to maintain trust in an otherwise VERY risky situation. That trust was broken.

Is it any of their business who I was fucking? Ultimately no, no it's not. But if I don't rise above it, as you said, then I will succumb. Scratch will have his win and everything I've worked for is destroyed. And there's one person who DOES matter more to me than our relationship and even my maintaining control over the Felt. And this relationship has hurt HER.

And I can't do that anymore. I won't. Not to her. I can let down as many moirails, past and present quadrants as I need to, but the only way I come out on top of this is if I wrestle control while I still have it, and to make sure that this...between us...stops.

So congratulations, this is my chance, as you wished, for me to see if I can meet the challenge you've set up for me. But whether I rise above it or fail, I'm sorry, Alexi. No, I'm not going to continue with you. You have my deepest apologies for how shitty of a quadmate that I had been. You deserved better than me.

Carro-Today at 2:42 AM

[txt] Alexei. And at any rate, you've done far worse by her than fucking me. We've all heard the whispers. I can see it in the lecherous way you make passes at every pair of tits that come your way.

You are weak, Crowbar, and Scratch has little and less to do with this. You have done wrong by them, commanded so little of their respect well before you ever got involved with me, so trying to pass the buck off onto me is cheap and inexcusable. You're looking for an easy scapegoat, but I won't be it.

So sure. You ignore my texts. You brush me off. You hinder me, push me into a closet, but yes, it was I who did you wrong. Most certainly, it was I. Your sense of moral rightness is, as always, so far above mine and all else's. Who am I but a lowly harlot who swayed you and tempted you, was at your beck and call when you wanted a good fuck, heard nothing from you for long stretches of time on end, but then, oh, broke a single promise. I am the villain in your history now, am I?

You are right about one thing, though. I do deserve, and can do, so much better than you. Cute, nice dick, okay in the sack, but weak where it counts. No challenge at all.

Cailen-Today at 2:53 AM

[txt] Alexei, my apologies. I had to reread my previous post to see if I EVER at all hinted I was blaming you for any of my shortcomings, any of the problems in this sham of a quadrant I attempted with you. It being a sham thanks to MY negligence, by the way. You are no scapegoat, Droog. And nor would I use you as one. How EASY it would be for me to go to the Felt and call you the succubus who wooed me to your bedside, pass off the blame, but I was lying to them enough by keeping you and I a secret. I will not lie to them about this.

The only thing I can and will accuse you of is this, outing me to the public. I know full well that I have been weak. I gave you a bum deal. I couldn't meet your expectations, and I couldn't maintain my own side of the bargain. There will be no passing of the buck. I will face this head on. Let's be real here, after this hack job I've done SO far, would you really even WANT to continue being in a quadrant with me? You broke my only rule, but I broke, what, you heart? Is something that cliche applicable when it's a blackrom?

For all my talk of respecting you, I disrespected our relationship. I had hoped that our last meeting would be enough to set it back on track, and it's clear that's not the case. All I can do is apologize for wasting your time.

Carro-Today at 3:02 AM

[txt] Our last meeting was sex. It's always sex. And sex is good, yeah, great sometimes, but it isn't a cure-all. It's a pretty bandaid wrapped up in red lace.

A kismesis should hate, and fear, and worship their partner in equal measure. Anything less than that is a waste of time, you are absolutely right. And that's why the very idea of a kismesissitude founded in secrecy doesn't work. The very idea of any relationship founded in secrecy is sketchy, at best. But if it were that--just a simple affair, you, me, just fucking and that being that, that wouldn't have been so bad. I've been the Other Woman, or Other Man, before. Plenty. But there weren't strings attached there. So much simpler.

Your words imply that our relationship coming out will ruin your career. My answer to that is, why should it? For a regrettable amount of time, that number 8 hat of your tried to pursue me in both red and black solicitations. Her career's in tact, even after... ... And then there's Itchy, who you all but expect to do this shit. His career's sound. That is why I call it scapegoating. Your career is no more troubled by my interference as it is a rainy day.

Cailen-Today at 3:15 AM

[txt] Snowman has lost more footing than I think she realizes and I am doing what I can with her to regain that fear she used to command. I myself have lost most of mine and I'm fully aware of how high up on the presipice I am. And Itchy, well. Everyone KNOWS he's going to betray their trust. None of them RUN the Felt. I do.

I like sex. It seems I like it too much. I lost sight of the purpose I was to fill. Again, I'm rully admitting how utterly awful I've been at being the quadmate I should have been. And are you insinuating that you STILL hold any semblance of desire to keep this up? This was the ultimate OUT for both of us, Droog. You come out of it with a win, and I come out of it with a major loss in front of my peers. Honestly, I am shocked you'd put faith in me.

Look, as touching as that is....Ultimately, I choose Handy. Handy would not approve of us. Look at how she's handled this already. I lied through omission. I hid this from her, the ONE person who has stuck by my side despite how awful I've been. This is my chance to do right by her for once, to end this and try and save what I have with her.

Carro-Today at 3:20 AM

[txt] Pardon me for not having such easily disposed of feelings as you, Crowbar. It was a win, but it was supposed to be one of a series of wins and losses, not just. An end. I am as shocked as you, that you would attempt to make a kismesis keep a promise and get upset when it doesn't happen. I am at a loss ... ...

And that's just it. She isn't even your other kismesis--why would you hide this from her? Surprise to say, she doesn't hate me--or she didn't, before today, I suppose. But you are allowed to have other quadrants, and you should have been open with her from the start. And what of your other? Have you thought about them, in all this?

Or are you so consumed with one that your other quadrants mean nothing to you? Because if so, you should see to breaking up with the rest of them post-haste. You clearly cannot handle having more than one partner.

Cailen-Today at 3:29 AM

[txt] Damara Megido will more than likely kill me. I've resigned myself to that. I have no excuses for her. She is a shameless slut who would sleep with anyone given the chance but it does not change that I hid this from her and maintained a separate black quadrant behind her back. Her fury will be swift and I will probably be smeared across several timelines before I am revived and allowed to live.

And yes, Handy is not my black quadrant. She is more than that. She is more than ANY quadrant. I cannot explain it. And perhaps I SHOULD only have one partner. But even then, it WOLD be her, so I should do absolutely everything in my power to make that right.

I am not enjoying doing this, Alexei. This was not easy. NONE of this was easy. The only easy thing was the sex, GOD I was just weak for the sex, the sensation of someone else touching me, BEING touched. It was a rush I cannot describe. You do not know who I am, the things I have done to be where I am. I cannot accurately explain to you how INTOXICATING the feeling of....FEELING is to me. I shut all of that off for a third of my life and in letting it back in I LOST myself.

I lost my purpose, I lost my quadrants, I lost my damn mind. I should have kept it all under wraps, and I see that now. Not because of you, but in many ways FOR your sake. You are a man worth admiring and I TOYED with you. I need to stop. And this is my chance. This is the perfect opportunity

Carro-Today at 3:35 AM

[txt] Well, at least that much is assuring.

Nor am I deriving pleasure in this, or trying to stop you. I am, after all, a big boy. This is nothing a bit of whiskey and a rebound won't scab over. I won't allow anyone the satisfaction or illusion of thinking they've broken the heart of Diamonds Droog.

What's dead is dead, and rest in pieces. You'll be missing this touch before this conversation is done. And in that, I derive the ultimate satisfaction.

Cailen-Today at 3:39 AM

[txt] You absolutely have it. There's no way someone who was as utterly useless in his black pursuits as I could break your heart, and I would never have wanted it as such in the first place. Again, I admire you, Droog. I've lost plenty of face with you and I will just have to live with that. This is a checkmate in your favor, sir. I back out of this knowing full well my ultimate cowardice and how completely weak and defunct I was when courting you. You can take that to bank and cash it, but I must stick to my guns on this one and call this off

Carro-Today at 3:50 AM

[txt] Тогда вам, я говорю: До свидания, мистер Seven. Позвоните мне как-нибудь. Я буду уверен не отвечать.

Cailen-Today at 3:52 AM

[txt] Goodbye Alexei. May the next time we meet still be over drinks and a laugh. Give my regards, though I know you won't, to Grigory. I'm sure he'll be elated to hear of our relationship's passing. The old man deserves a chuckle

Carro-Today at 3:54 AM

[txt] I'm sure he will. Someone deserves it, at any rate.

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