Power is power.

Cersei of the great house Lannister, firstborn daughter of Joana and Tywin Lannister. Lady of Casterly Rock, Queen Regent of the Seven Kingdoms and mother to the king. [Indie Cersei rp blog] Tracked tag is: lannistersxfinest

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What advice would you give to your character?

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Reblog with a picture of your muse's "SO DONE WITH THIS SHIT" face.

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[lannistersxfinest]

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a questionnaire for role players

[lannistersxfinest]

how long have you role played for:: 3-4 years

your first rp genre: original rp

first character’s name: amarylis, i think. 

first character’s face claim: sighs, bella thorne.

first character’s species:human

last character’s name: caine soren

last character’s face claim: nolan funk

last character’s species: mutant

do you prefer tumblr or forums: both

have you roleplayed with someone you know irl: nah

what is your favourite genre of rp: oh man idek i love them all tbh

what is your least favourite genre of rp: smut 

if you could change one thing about the rp community, what would it be: probably less elitism

how long has a plot lasted for you: about 2 months 

are you open for plotting: alwaySS

do you have any restrictions when it comes to plots: not really

what fc are you craving to play as of late: kit harrington even tho he has the same face in every damn shot

[lannistersxfinest]

casually reminding you all that this is a thing

http://bringdowntheking.com/live

[lannistersxfinest]

Intensely wants to rp with your character but doesn’t know how to approach.

Breathes on your shoulder.

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Your Muse and Mun Current Mood

[lannistersxfinest]

Muse:

Mun:

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you guys i am very bored so if you reblog this within the next few hours i’ll make you five gif icons of your fc.  you don’t have to be following me or anything but i have a lot of free time tonight okay yes ready set go xo

[lannistersxfinest]

sideburnsofthesouthernisles & lannistersxfinest

[sideburnsofthesouthernisles]

"In the great hall just up ahead." He gave a nod to the large doors before them. A few more steps and the doors were opened for them, a long low creaking as the walls carried the doors as they swung open. When they walked in, a long table waited before them covered in all sorts of food. Hans looked to her and gave a nod toward the table, "Milady."

[lannistersxfinest]

Cersei's eyes roamed the table, and she recalled her long-forgotten hunger. "My lord," she said, making her way to a chair. 

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if your sad just watch this wolf gif. look at it.

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Mun vs Muse. Now. Give me a topic and we'll argue maturely over it.

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[lannistersxfinest]

sideburnsofthesouthernisles & lannistersxfinest

[sideburnsofthesouthernisles]

"Well, feel free to ask me any other question." He said, trying to stop himself from glaring.

[lannistersxfinest]

She glanced at his face, finding it unreadable. "I think I've heard enough, for now. Say, where did the talk of feasting go? I am a bit hungry."

[lannistersxfinest]

sideburnsofthesouthernisles & lannistersxfinest

[sideburnsofthesouthernisles]

He growled lowly, “I’d rather not talk about it, if it’s all the same to you.”

[lannistersxfinest]

She waved a hand aimlessly. "Not a problem, just wishing to get to know my host better, is all."

[lannistersxfinest]

sideburnsofthesouthernisles & lannistersxfinest

[lannistersxfinest]

The castle loomed above them, and Cersei stopped for a moment. “Tell me Hans, being the youngest, do you have much claim to the throne?”

[sideburnsofthesouthernisles]

Hans fought back a snarl and said, “I do not, no.”

[lannistersxfinest]

She nodded once, to herself. "And how do you feel about that?"

[the-ebony-king]

@lannistersxfinest

He was the best at what he did. No. No one knew his name, but that was precisely why he was the best at what he did. He was an assassin for hire. He had no ties to any King, land, or family. He traveled all over the world, pulling off jobs that no one else thought possible. A poisoned king is Sothorysos, a top slaver hiding in Lhazar had met an unfortunate accident, an entire whore house in Tolos wiped out due to illness, that was all his work. Now he was in Westeros, a land riddled with war. He knew that war often made even the tightest purses open up in desperation.

His newest project had given him his greatest challenge yet. He was given a mark by an anonymous donor to murder the current Queen. Now, that title changed depending on who you asked, but he assumed he meant Cersei Lanister. The toughest challenge was to get into the castle, but he had been able to dispatch of a visiting suitor for the newly widowed Queen and take his place. Now he simply went by Scar, the usual name he went by when he went under cover. He was a Prince now, so that should buy him passage into King’s Landing. He would have to use his charm and wit to get closer to the Queen, so he could spill her pretty royal blood all over the walls. Scar’s heart pounded as he approached the castle in the royal carriage he had…aquired. They stopped at the entrance as his driver (who he promised to spare in exchange for his silence) explained to the guards who he was. After a minute, the carriage moved forward again. Scar smiled wickedly. Fools. This might be easier than he thought…

[lannistersxfinest]

She could see the carriage pulling up through her window, and therefore ignored the servant calling at her door. Instead she regarded the vehicle, watching as it was swarmed by guards and servants. She saw someone open the door, and caught a glimpse of dark hair before the servant tapped yet again at her door, calling that her presence is needed down below. "Do not rush me, fool." she snapped, yet turned away from the window and left her room, waving away an offered plate of boiled eggs. The queen descended the stairs hastily, slowing to a more graceful stride as she reached the lower levels of the landing, where the eyes of her court were upon her. She was flanked by two  guards, and acknowledged them briefly with a nod. The guest of honor, she was told, was on his way in now. Cersei lifted her chin, gazed around the court, and noticed every not-so-subtle glances at her choice of attire. The maroon gown she had chosen to wear showed no traces of the mourning blacks she was supposed to wear, considering a moon had not yet passed since the king's, death. But all the gold in Westeros could not be enough to get Cersei back into a black gown, especially for the idiot that had called himself king. Conversations came to a hush, and Cersei gaze at the far end of the hall, where her suitor would be making an appearance, and soon.

[lannistersxfinest]

sideburnsofthesouthernisles & lannistersxfinest

[lannistersxfinest]

Cersei followed the young man, letting her eyes roam the city, or what she could see of it. She nodded at his words, and smiled slightly. “Forgive me, but may I ask which one you are? It is difficult to memorize thirteen different princes, I’m afraid.” 

[sideburnsofthesouthernisles]

He nodded, understanding, “I am Hans, the youngest of thirteen.” He smiled to her as he led the way to the castle.

[lannistersxfinest]

The castle loomed above them, and Cersei stopped for a moment. "Tell me Hans, being the youngest, do you have much claim to the throne?"