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" fortune doesn't favour fools " indie miss fortune roleplay blog. written by bella

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HIATUS END

APOLOGIES that i didn’t come back when I said I would; I stayed on my trip for a day longer than I thought I would & life & anxiety got in the way of my writing. I will be on tonight!

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WEEKEND HIATUS

                                      short hiatus notice from 12.08.2016-14.08.2016

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WEEKEND HIATUS

                                      short hiatus notice from 12.08.2016-14.08.2016

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          It was not uncommon for foreign flags to port at the city of Bilgewater, after all the Union did pride itself on it’s trading and rum export, but the city itself was still balancing itself on a needlepoint. the softest of breezes could tip it off in either direction and any foreigner offering potential allegiances could start another massacre to spill through the dirty streets. Sarah had visions of prosperity and unity between the isles and it started here at the very heart of it all. It was a slow, painful process, one that required each step to have a plan and multiple back ones in case it failed. She was NOT sloppy.

          And she greeted each new arrival at the docks just in case. 

          This one was a strange one. It seemed as though she absorbed the sun’s light and bounced it off herself, gold itself seemed to have threaded through her hair and Sarah wasn’t quite sure just what about the newcomer had her straightening her posture subconsciously. She stood tall and proud, curious blue following the young miss on her way down the pier and when she reached the end, the captain smiled in greeting, a step forward taken to cut off her path.  ❛ I hope you had no problem docking, miss. ❜

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hello. my name is SARAH FORTUNE. you killed my mother.                                                 prepare to DIE.

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                     I HEAR A MAN LIKES A LADY WITH LEGS

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      The scenery seemed almost monotone compared to the always busy and colourful ports of Bilgewater. The rolling whites and blues were starting to hurt her eyes, piercing in their pristine purity and to Sarah, who was used to browns and yellows and deep shades of blues, it was blinding. The cold of course was the final nail in the coffin, unused to feeling the chill run deep into her bones and the heavy furs on her shoulders slowing her down, she moved about the small fishing village with quick, bouncy steps to generate as much heat as she could. 

      Even seeing her breath roll before her lips sent unease through the captain. 

      She honestly couldn’t understand why anyone would willingly live in a place like this, or how anyone really could. Did they not freeze to death? The sun itself seemed to shy away from the peaks of Freljord so why didn’t the people? Questions swarmed her head in bulk, pushing aside the resentful thoughts of the village itself from time to time and as Sarah reached the market place, she wondered if she had the heart to even buy any fish from the sellers, if they even had anything else to eat? It certainly didn’t seem like anything else could survive. But as pitiful as it all seemed to her, Demacia was still a long way to go and she had to feed her men something of substance, lest they all throw her to the sharks. With a sigh, she stopped at one of the stands, leaning over with her hands stuffed deeply in her pockets, restlessly shuffling from one foot to another as she examined the fish.

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        The Syren sailed slowly across the Guardian’s sea, the sun high in the clear blue sky shone ruthlessly against the crew with hot rays and if it hadn’t been for the distraction that stood out clearly among crystalline waves, Sarah would have sworn she could feel their wishes for a breeze and a cloud to block the sun and give them some breath to catch. 

          As it was, the curiosity that disturbed the monotone of the endless horizon was enough to have them forget. 

        There, as if appearing out of nowhere, was a figure seemingly floating atop the surface. Some cowered in fear of a siren, a being of beauty and grace that would entrance her strongest men and sent them to the depths, others warned her of a potential trap, an ambush -- a claim she dismissed quickly by pointing out the vast nothingness around them. No ship could hide under the clarity of the day, after all. 

         They still approached carefully and curiously, Sarah leaning over the deck, her usual waves of red hair tied tightly to the top of her head to combat the heat, her hat discarded by the helm.  ❛ Bit of an odd place to be, miss. Are you... lost? ❜

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                                      ♛ -- STARTER CALL ! 

                                             | various lengths; depends on the character |

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Memories do not always soften with time; some grow edges like knives.

Barbara Kingsolver  (via minsugajpeg)

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@bldsoaked is within sight.

Months of waiting finally allowed her this moment, right where she wants it, right where he stands. If her sister were here, she would applaud her for managing to be so patient through out the mission. Needless to say, she always relies on her instincts more than anything but even to her surprise, she held out well stalking her mark, studying his routines, making note of his territory— everything that demanded her patience.

It’s in due time. All she has to do now is descend from her position and stab his head, slit his throat, anywhere to get some blood flowing. She was eager for it. Fingers clench the hilt of blades ever so tightly, her very muscles itching for a kill. 

Then, just as she is ready to strike, she feels an object held at the back of her head, a stern click to signify her predicament.  

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           Rarely did Sarah find solace in shadows. Her executions and hunts were fast paced and quick, often messy and appearing a little reckless to the outsider, but she was a calculative woman. Each step was planned ahead almost to perfection, even the chase that would no doubt send her running through the streets where her flawless catch would be seen by many, just to show that there was no point in running from Miss Fortune.

          But this target was careful, elusive, cunning even more than she anticipated for a common criminal and he had managed to escape one of her ambushes already. He had slipped out of her trap expertly and as Sarah stood on the raised platform, hidden by towering crates, she had a suspicious feeling he was used to being hunted, a feeling that only rooted itself further when another figure joined her, ignorant to her presence perhaps because she seemed just as interested in her target as Sarah was. 

             It wouldn’t do, however. Sarah did not share her bounty willingly. Slender arms crossed over her chest and her piercing gaze was trained on the newcomer, noting her height, her build, even the way she herself studied the man they both seemed to chase and most importantly, the blades. It was unnerving just how much she was reminded by a predator, stalking her prey just as she was about to pounce, and realising her intent, Sarah pushed out of the shadows pushing one of her canons against silken hair, finger on the trigger just about ready to pull if she made any sudden movements. 

                       ❛ I wouldn’t DO that. He’s mine and I need him ALIVE. ❜

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INTERVIEW WITH THE MUSE

PICK ONE OF YOUR MUSES, FILL IN THE QUESTIONS/STATEMENTS AS IF YOU ARE BEING INTERVIEWED FOR AN ARTICLE AND YOU WERE YOUR MUSE. THEN TAG SOME PEOPLE TO DO THIS MEME.

tagged by: @caedispia tagging: @ oceancaine  @mercuryhero @nobodybeahero

1. WHAT IS YOUR NAME? ❛ Sarah Fortune. ❜

2. WHAT IS YOUR REAL NAME? ❛ Do I have to SPELL it for you? ❜

3. DO YOU KNOW WHY YOU WERE CALLED THAT? ❛ No. Probably because my parent liked the name. ❜

4. ARE YOU SINGLE OR TAKEN? ❛ Single, though I don’t see how this is of any relevance. ❜

5. HAVE ANY ABILITIES OR POWERS? ❛ I dare you to find a better shot than me. ❜

6. STOP BEING A MARY SUE/GARY STU. ❛ Ahw, honey, like you could actually tell me to stop being anything I want to be. ❜

7. WHAT’S YOUR EYE COLOR? ❛ Blue. ❜

8. HOW ABOUT YOUR HAIR COLOR? ❛ ...red. It used to be blonde. ❜

9. HAVE YOU ANY FAMILY MEMBERS? ❛ No. ❜

10. OH? WHAT ABOUT PETS? ❛ There’s not much room on board a ship for a pet. ❜

11. THAT’S COOL I GUESS, NOW TELL ME ABOUT SOMETHING YOU DON’T LIKE ❛ Being drilled about personal matters. Like this, for example. ❜

12. DO YOU HAVE ANY HOBBIES/ACTIVITIES YOU LIKE DOING? ❛ Guns. I build them, repair them, modify them for my crew. ❜

13. EVER HURT ANYONE BEFORE? one leg crosses over the other, an amused smirk is given.

14. EVER….KILLED ANYONE BEFORE? ❛ Bounty hunter. Sometime’s it’s in the job description. ❜

15. WHAT KIND OF ANIMAL ARE YOU? ❛ You’re either really brave or realy dumb, but I’m inclined to believe the latter. ❜

16. NAME YOUR WORST HABITS ❛ I scratch at my arms when I need to concentrate. ❜

17. DO YOU LOOK UP TO ANYONE AT ALL? ❛ No. ❜

18. GAY, STRAIGHT, OR BISEXUAL? ❛ Bisexual, I suppose? I don’t care for gender when I’m looking to have fun. ❜

19. DO YOU GO TO SCHOOL? ❛ No. ❜

20. DO YOU EVER WANT TO MARRY AND HAVE KIDS ONE DAY? loudly snorts. ❛ No. ❜

21. DO YOU HAVE ANY FANBOYS/FANGIRLS? ❛ Any what? ❜

22. WHAT ARE YOU MOST AFRAID OF? ❛ Failure. ❜

23. WHAT DO YOU USUALLY WEAR? ❛ Nothing too heavy or restricting. ❜

24. DO YOU LOVE SOMEONE? eye roll.  ❛ No. ❜

25. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU WET YOURSELF? ❛ I know when the last time you wet yourself will be when this is done. ❜

26. WHAT CLASS ARE YOU? (HIGH CLASS, MIDDLE CLASS, LOW CLASS) ❛ I have riches. ❜

27. HOW MANY FRIENDS DO YOU HAVE? ❛ As many as I need. ❜

28. WHAT ARE YOUR THOUGHTS ON PIE? ❛ It can be tasty, depending on the ingredient. ❜

29. FAVORITE DRINK? ❛ I don’t have a preference. ❜

30. WHAT’S YOUR FAVOURITE PLACE? ❛ Aboard the Syren. ❜

31. ARE YOU INTERESTED IN SOMEONE~? ❛ Not currently. ❜

32. WHAT’S YOUR BRA CUP SIZE AND/OR HOW BIG IS YOUR WILLY? ❛ Again, how is this relevant? ❜

33. WOULD YOU RATHER SWIM IN THE LAKE OR THE OCEAN? ❛ If she’s kind, the ocean. ❜

34. WHAT’S YOUR TYPE? ❛ Someone that can pull their own weight. Intelligent and strong willed. ❜   

35. ANY FETISHES? ❛ None that you’l ever find out~ ❜

36. SEME OR UKE? TOP OR BOTTOM? DOMINANT OR SUBMISSIVE? ❛ If anyone tries to dominate me, they’ll end up walking away with something broken. ❜

38. ARE YOU WANTING THE QUIZ TO END? ❛ Oh, is it over? Finally. ❜

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hello. my name is SARAH FORTUNE. you killed my mother.                                                 prepare to DIE.

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❝ It’s a thankless job, but somebody’s got to do it! ❞

                          What was there to thank?

          The biting remark sat sharply on her lips, like poison stinging her tongue to speak the words that would no doubt damn her but as reckless as she was, she wasn’t careless. Teeth sink into flesh, seemingly thousand of Harrowing nights playing in her mind with the green demon taking charge at the very front. Sarah stepped back, as far as she dared without feeling like she was disrespecting Thersh. After all, he seemed like he was in a... talkative mood. 

            ❛ And what a fine job you do with it. ❜

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