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âDonât tell me I accidentally napped for 6 months.â
//maybe one day Iâll become active again
But seriously Iâm really sorry guys, time and motivation is just not on my side; Some people may know, but for those who donât I worked like mad all summer, then I had move, and now Iâm moving again into a new school this sunday. With my friends also becoming busy and disappearing Iâve lost motivation in general too. I have no idea if Iâll ever really be active anywhere for a long time, but unfortunately for now that may not be the case.
My personal blog and my old Sabi blog is no longer accessible to me, so theyâre gonna remain as archives/ghost blogs. Seishin, if my friends start coming back I may be more active. Beatrice may become more active if things settle. Battler is a huge maybe, but I didnât have much there to begin with, so he may fall to the archive pile as well. Lilli will be revamped into a personal due to lack of threads and losing access to my personal in general.
Again, Iâm really sorry you guys. Â I hope to make a return, but until then, Iâm remaining on hiatus. The only rp thing I do rn is ttu related because most of the muns there are in the same boat as me and reply slowly and we have a lot of stuff we do together outside of rping. Hereâs hoping to active indies and hopefully a return.
-Rose/ Sanity
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name : [REDACTED] Beatrice age : 1000+ height : 5â˛8â˛â eye color :  Blue hair color : Blonde sexual orientation : Straight species : Witch allergies : none fears : Losing Bsttler, her golden land, all she fought for relationship status : Married to Battler Ushiromiya
Once Beatrice put her barrier around them Will set up a similar shield covering the sword so nothing could happen to this evidence.Â
There was soon a slight amount of dismay when his shield proved to be ineffective, the red orbs all easily passed through his barrier and all collected in the sword. The earlier shade of blue that filled the room was changed with a dark oppressive red once the ancient weapon was completely possessed by the strange phenomenon.
âShit! I donât know what it is, but itâs completely taken over that sword,â at that moment Will gave up on his barrier that he put around the blade and focused his efforts on reinforcing the shield around the two. Now whatever this thing was had two barriers it would have to charge through!
The former inquisitor firmly planted his feet on the ground preparing for anything. The blood red sword continued to grow brighter and then the light began to slowly pulsate. The more time that passed the more he wondered if a defensive approach was really best.
While in the midst of doubtful thinking something changed. Suddenly, the light of the room went back to normal, and the sword looked as it did before the red orbs gathered within it, but immediately following was a massive explosion in that tea room. He instantly turned his head away and instinctively shielded his face from any oncoming debris, but their shields should at least stop debris or flames from entering their area. The force was strong, strong enough to push Will back a couple inches from where he stood. Luckily his barrier held up.Â
When he was able to lift his head, there was no fire, but smoke occupied the area.
 Willard stood still patiently waiting for the smoke to clear before he made another move. However, he could tell instantly that something was amiss.
âBeatrice did you handle it okayâŚ? Be cautious the sword is missing.âÂ
She clenched her teeth together. Willardâs shield was ineffective, and she could only hope hers did not meet the same fate. As strong as she was, she had no idea what this thing was, and they would soon find out. She stood tall and strong, arms prepared to take the blow with the shield. She could only hope it was enough. Perhaps she should just send a bullet into that thing though in order to get it to stop.
The red disappeared, but clearly this was just the beginning. She slid back as the force bashed against her shield. She also turned her head, squeezing her eyes shut, but keeping her magic strong. Neither one broke. They were safe.
âHahaha! Did you really think that would be enough to break that? Iâm fine.â
She was trying to bluff it off, but she had to admit, that was strong, considering how far back she slid. When he noted it was missing, she immediately started looking around. No good. She would have to focus. Where... where on earth could it have gone? God she hoped it hadnât left the room. The door hadnât been opened, nor a window broken, but that didnât mean it didnât have other ways of escaping.
There... something was off. She turned towards a spot, furrowing her brows. Was there something there? Was that where it hid? Or was it just trying to fool them? There was no way to tell but...
âWillard, get ready. Itâs still here somewhere.â
He was expecting to be making his wife submit to the power of tickling by now, all while he laughed along as she whined. Despite him still retaining his human mentality and viewpoint towards things, sometimes Battler is taken by more witch like desires.
Such is that, when Beato managed to escape his fingers and started to run away, rather than being disappointed, he actually got quite excited. Ahhh, itâs just like her to make things far more interesting than what he originally envisions. Thatâs why heâs never bored when heâs alongside her.
âIhihihihi! And you escape me if you can, Beato~!â
A malicious grin formed on his face as he started running after her. Ohhhh, heâs gonna catch her, no matter what! Well, if they keep this pace, heâll certainly be able of doing so. If they keep running the way humans do, the fact that heâs taller and physically stronger than her will allow him to eventually catch up with her, no matter how much of an advantage Beato had for her initially.
Of course, neither of them are human anymore, so why keep acting like them? Battler is actually expectative to see what the witch will pull to try escaping him. For once she does so⌠the true game will begin.
Like she would simply just keep running. Oh she would humor him for a while, running through the gardens cackling. Soon though, just when it seemed like he would reach her, she dissolved her form into thousands of butterflies and scattered herself through the Golden Land. Â Somewhere in the butterflies, the real Beatrice had gone into hiding.Â
âOhh Battler~!â
Suddenly she popped up right behind him. Clearly she was going to play the teasing game. What kind of teasing game? Well he wouldnât know until he tried to catch her, or perhaps he could take a good guess.
Either way, this would certainly lead to a fun afternoon.
"This isn't right... I never asked for this."
âBUT ISNâT IT JUST WHAT YOU DESERVE?â
Oh how the mighty fall, and she l o v e d it. Here he was, scrambling to try and survive while the one he left behind ruled the board. He was nothing now, just a pile of shadows taking the meager form of a man, screaming and shouting, cursing that woman. No, she was a witch now, the Game Master and Territory Lord of this game board.
âCome now Maxwell! Surely you werenât arrogant enough to think your reign would last forever. Itâs much more fitting that a woman has taken your throne! A woman that you made suited for the job. Donât you get it? Itâs YOUR OWN FAULT!â
Oh how good this felt to see such an arrogant man fall to his knees and to mock him, crush him further. She was sure what she was doing right now was nothing compared to what Charlie had in store for him. This was just for her own satisfaction, nothing else.Â
She was laughing, oh did she laugh, âYOU CAUSED YOUR OWN DOWNFALL! YOU CAUSED YOUR DOOM! YOUR ARROGANCE IS THE ONLY ONE TO BLAME!â
âI LOOK FORWARD TO THIS MAXWELL! I LOOK FORWARD TO SEEING YOU BEG LIKE A DOG FOR MERCY FROM THE WOMAN YOU LEFT TO ROT! I LOOK FORWARD TO SEEING YOU STRUGGLE BEFORE BEING TORN THE PIECES, OVER, AND OVER, UNTIL SHEâS FINALLY SATISFIED WITH YOU. I LOOK FORWARD TO THIS NEW AGE FOR YOU! AHAHAHAHA! AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!â
âI will have vengeance. They all deserve to die.â
She can understand the need for vengeance. She was a witch. Witches were cruel. Witches were beings that acted on their emotion and the need to avoid that poison called boredom.
This child... no, this demon was angry. There was no denying that. To have someone do you so much wrong, it was only natural. She agreed, they should have vengeance. They should destroy those that did them wrong and crush them under their heel.Â
Still, a question lingered with Beatrice. Something deep down that she could not shake off.Â
âWill you be satisfied with just their lives?â she asked after taking a puff of her pipe, â... or will you want more Chara?â
âThat would mean a lot more if it came from someone with actual ladylike qualities.â he said teasing Beatrice in response.
As she stood by his side an looked back at the sword that was still preserved in the stone. He held out his hand hovering it over the ancient weapon. Will uttered a prayer as well as an incantation under his breath. It was done very quietly so the witch next to him probably couldnât make out his words.Â
The sword began to shine a brilliant blue and lit up the entire tea room covering every corner with an almost blinding blue light. The preserving mass around the weapon began to melt away, however something odd started to occur.
Many red orbs started to dance around the tea room with them. It was a slow elegant dance that caused him to feel beauty and dread. The man took a glance around the room and counted every glowing red light he could see. More orbs were appearing slowly, changing the rooms color from blue to a dark red.
âThis doesnât seem right⌠Can you put a barrier of sorts around us? The strongest you are able to manifest if you would. Iâll set up a barrier around the sword.â He spoke calmly and prepared to envelop the sword in the strongest barrier he could use. Â
She shielded her eyes from the blinding light. She found herself taking a step back. As the rock melted away, she turned and saw the red orbs manifesting. It was a dark glow as they elegantly danced around the two and the sword. As beautiful as it was, it didnât take a genius to figure out that this was a dance of death.
The room was changing colour. She didnât even need to be instructed to put up a shield around the both of them. Halfway through his sentence she had already shot up her strongest barrier. Neither of them had a clue what was happening, and she wasnât about to take chances.
âWhat the hell is this thing summoning?â
Was it its power? An entity? Either way, this was not good. She felt something crawling on her back as she stood her ground. This was the strongest she could muster in this place, but she didnât have a clue what they were up against, if anything at all. Why couldnât they have just left the damn thing in stone and just send it to the court again? That would have been much safer than this plan they came up with.
Another dreamer! Oh how wonderful! Even though she was having fun with her story, it was good to have a change of plans. Too bad this Dreamer didnât seem to be in such a playful mood, it was understandable. That was one of the problems that followed with syncing with otherâs dreams, putting them in an unknown world.
Nevertheless, she was determined to show them that no harm would come to the other. Keeping a steady pace, she walked towards the other. When spotted and questioned, she kept an upbeat tone. Hopefully she wasnât overdoing keeping a âfriendlyâ appearance.
âWell, this is my Dreamworld. One of them, anyways.â She paused for a moment to think of how to word the next answer. âAs to how you got here, well, you just dream! My dreams tend to sync with otherâs. I apologize, for I have no control over that.â
A dream?
Well, she hasnât seen this place, nor this girl before. She didnât really think her imagination could conjure such a girl anymore. She was too bright, too delicate, too innocent. This whole world was so bright as well, it was almost painful.
Had this girl not been tainted by reality yet?
She turned to the side and opened her hand, and sure enough, a butterfly still managed to form and flutter away in the breeze. She could still use magic in this place. She wasnât sure how much, but it was still possible. That seemed to put her a little more at ease. She looked back again at her.
âWho are you then?â
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She sensed something was amiss, but it wasnât until she looked into the mirror of fragments did she realize just what. She had been keeping her eye on the demonâs game board for some time, and now somethingâs changed. The game master had gone and switched places not once, but twice. Once unwillingly, but this second time...
A monster. No, a human girl turned into a monster had taken her place on the throne. The throne however no longer bound someone. It accepted her willingly. If the master was willing, then why would it need to bind them? The smile on her face, her hatred, and she seemed to be constantly fighting with herself.
She felt queasy. This was starting to look very familiar to her. The monster, no, the witch that was born in that very moment looked over her game board with a beautiful smile as she allowed all of the pieces to come together. What would she do next, only she knew. All the while she fought constantly with herself, trying to keep what little humanity she had left, but at the same time trying to throw it away.
She felt a chill go down her back.
â...Congratulations, Witch of Shadows. You are the new Territory Lord of Maxwellâs game board. But... I have one question for you. Who are you? And...â
âWhy do I feel like you know the same pain as I have...?â
Sweeney Todd Sentence starters
rp-memes-cafe:
âThey all deserve to die.â âYou see, years ago, something happened up there. Something not very nice.â âThereâs a hole in the world like a great black pit.â âWe could have a life we two.â âThese are desperate times, _______ and desperate measures are called for.â âWelcome to the grave.â âAlways had a fondness for you, I did.â âI will have vengeance.â âIâll never see my girl again.â âNo, come here, my love.â âI canât say the years have been particularly kind to you.â âHave charity towards the world, my pet.â âYou are young. Life has been kind to you. You will learn.â âBelieve me! Can we still be married?â âMay the Lord have mercy on your soul.â âI doubt if anyone would know.â âWill I see you again?â âYou there, my friend⌠Come, let me hold you.â âYouâve come home.â âYouâll kill me, boy? Well here I stand!â âEverything I did I swear I thought was only for the best!â âFor a moment there I thought you lost your marbles.â â âey, donât I know you, mister?â âHow seldom it is one meets a fellow spirit.â âThe years, no doubt, have changed me.â âNo, no, not lied at all! No, I never lied!â âAll she did for months was just lie there in bedâŚâ âYouâre in a merry mood today, ________.â âMy mind is far from easy.â âStay forever.â
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