little mermaid

[nerviiine]

thoughts on the fish son

   “Gil? He’s all I have... I think maybe its fate that only he could see me.     I’d do anything in the world to keep him safe. I won’t let anyone hurt him.”

[infinite-xerath]

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[nerviiine]

[nerviiine]

what would evil nevy be like?

   outofenvy. You don’t wanna know. lawl.

[nerviiine]

ALL THESE EMOTIONS OH MY GOD. 

[prideshand]

                [  …FIRE. it was all he could wish                    for to EXTINGUISH the feelings                   of shame that came from her words.                   he was a KING and now…he had                   NOTHING. nevy was an UNFORTUNATE                   reminder. but her EYES…told more of a                   story than he sought. than he HOPED.                   she…RESONATED with his words?                   …hope FLICKERED like a match in his eyes. ] 

    …you.    …NEVY…nervine?

                  [ he said her name like a WHISP of cold                   STRANGLING a survivor’s breath. It was                   said with respect but SOUGHT forgiveness.                   He SINNED, and asked repentance for a                   crime NEVY could not remember. he didn’t                   WANT to hope. it had been YEARS. hope                   had no HOUSE in his heart. his three eyes                   looked at her with disappointment. not of                   her but of HIMSELF. he didn’t want to STARE, but… ] 

    …i lost so MANY people close to me.                   a feeling that BORES through a soul                   and ends with watching them PERISH                   at your failure. do you remember KNOW                   what that feels, NEVY nervine? to see                   your…loved WARRIORS lose themselves                   to the unforgiving grasp of DEATH. 

[nerviiine]

        It’s too fast, it’s too fast.        Everything’s screaming and she can’t stop it from resounding.

             It’s too fast, it’s too fast                   T O O  F A S T

    How her heart pangs to hear the words, oh her emotions twist and rip at her insides and yet for now her composure is that of a statue carved of marble. The once neutral yet happy expression is long replaced with something akin to horror and repulsion. Flashes of the past come in tidal waves against her thoughts, over and over they beat down on her; harpooning her with both pain and rage. 

    So many colors swirl; faster and faster, bright reds, purples and oranges as they mold together to form a disgusting putrid aura of death and destruction. There are so many pieces that float in its poisonous river and even more laid to rest at the bottom of its bed; fingers, arms, legs, heads and even the souls of those long fast. Many faces with no names and yet they make her scream inside -- the horror of it all. And at its center is a creature dressed in blue, but he’s no saint; he’s the master of genocide and murders relentlessly with no remorse to those who do not submit. 

                             He looks                                  just like...                                      TIT---

   “N-No! NO!     NO, NO, NO     NOOOOOOO!!”

    All of the memories flood her and none of them make any sense, and yet, all the sense in the world. She refused to come to that conclusion just yet, no, the one person meant to reveal her purpose in this world was the one who... may have... taken it all away? Was it so? Was it true?! 

    In a panic, Nevy spun on heel and took a dive into the waters below, hiding just behind the rock she’d been sitting on minutes previous to her reunion with Pedri. And beneath the water did she scream her rage, her depression, and attempts at delusion.

       “THIS CAN’T BE!!! This can’t be right!!            I have to find out my purpose! Gil said we would!             GIL SAID HE HAD THE ANSWERS, WE JUST--             WE NEED THOSE ANSWERS, WE NEED TO                KNOW WHY I’M DEAD!!!” 

[prideshand]

        … !            [ SHOCK…followed by DISAPPOINTMENT.             he could smell the FAMILIAR scent of the             WITCH of bubble that who’s touch sovereign over            one of his destroyed KINGDOMS. but more            than that, was a FRIEND. he felt like he was            FLOATING when he saw her but her words            DROWNED his hopes.            she…could not REMEMBER him…            his mind SCATTERED to what this could mean ;            would any of his fellow warriors remember            him either ? or…was he simply FORGETTABLE…            anything was possible for the STRATEGISTIC…            but he was never one to tell his secrets…            especially to a GHOST of the past ; her             VOICE was as sweet as chocolate but knew            how to POISON a mind with very words…            but if it was really her…she was always one             to decipher the meaning of his CRYPTIC              words. a trait he appreciated GREATLY.  ]

.            ..I am a relic of the PAST.                a KING with a land…who                simply wants to reunite                with FAMILY he’s never                known.                                                                           …And you? 

[nerviiine]

    The waters at her very feet began to ripple and swirl, there was a silence that passed between the two demons. Bright eyes full of envy began to glow with a flicker, much like fire flies, and her coral palms curled into a tight fist of sorts. His words were familiar yet all too foreign, bits of her memory returned and the more that came charging back the more her face began to glow with embarrassment. 

                   Just who was this man?                        And why did she look upon him with.. fluster? 

           “I’m---a princess. Yes, that must be right, I’m a Princess and..              my name is Nevy Nervine. But I think that’s... all I have right now.”

    Feeling her face and nose, Nevy couldn’t straighten out her emotions just yet. What was this? Hatred? Envy? Surprise? Happiness? Regret? So many and none were too clear, but they all centered around this individual, whose poetic words struck chords in the back of her thoughts. A whirlpool of darkness that allowed no light to escape. 

          “But... you’re a King? So maybe... maybe you know me? If you’re a king?            And you lost someone dear to you, this I remember too, someone you.. cared for.”

[nerviiine]

tensci sees a ghost. 

    Sniffling, the Covetess floated between the walls of Limbo. An inner darkness loomed and a distressed whimper crawled from the back of her throat that none but she could hear; no cries, pleads or exchanges could be made with any entity. 

    All alone in the abyss that was both beautiful and horrifying..        Would anyone save her here?

[nerviiine]

prideshand appears before the Princess. 

           “I--I feel like I know you somehow.”

    For the life of her, Nevy couldn’t recall what it was or what this person meant to her. But they were here in the dream world, connected--ever briefly--through the hosts thoughts and dreams. Gil was off deep into the depths of the ocean that was his mind, and the Covetess? 

    Well, for one she’d been drawn to the edges of her domain by the sight of strange dragon flies and the smell of death. A crawling purple aura intruded on her watery domain, and led her before the Vengess... with a rather flushed face. 

                 “Who are you?”

[plzstic]

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[nerviiine]

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[nerviiine]

I decided this needed Nevy because Nevy

[nanezganii-blog]

          A SIGH and the pinch of his forehead, mask taken off to more easily           speak with his wife.                    『 i miss spending time with you every moment we are                        apart- but i have a duty to our people- to make sure                        our empire runs as smoothly as possible. 』           HE PAUSES, TAKES HER delicate hands in his own, then continues.                    『 perhaps one day soon you shall join me at court or                          in my meetings? 』

[nerviiine]

    With his clawed fingers lacing in her own hands, Nevy’s quiet for a time--would she join him in the meetings? Or stay in the confides of the inner palace, hiding from her duties to sulk in her own inadequacy? It wasn't as if she disliked helping her people or furthering the goals of their nations.

      But the questions..

            About babies... 

          “...If...                If you really want me there, I’ll come.”

[nerviiine]

maybe nevy needs a baby to keep her from being so mean to pedri he is good husband k nevy )=

outofenvy. You son of a bitch. SHE’S TRYING TO HAVE A BABU. sobs. Everytime they try she gets no babu and she gets depressed and THEN SHE JUST SO SAD AND THEN JUST GETS ALL CLINGY TO PEDRI CAUSE WHY WOULD HE STAY IF SHE CANT GIVE A HEIR TO PEDRI AND OH MY GOD THIS PLOT MAKES ME SO SAD???????

[nanezganii-blog]

                    『 it comes with the job, dear. advisers has little in their                         minds for the possibly shaving off time from their                         endless prattling. 』

[nerviiine]

        “Oh? I see...” There’s a pause, “suppose that’s fine. I guess I            just thought you’d tell them that I needed you, is all. Just assumed            that you missed spending time with me, as I missed you.”

[nerviiine]

nanezganii evades the Princesses glare.

            “Someone’s been busy...”

[nerviiine]

bravione see’s the Princess. 

          “Who--How did you get in here?”

    Deep within’ Gil’s mind sat Nevy; she sat upon a stump just in the middle of a beautiful oasis, with an endless sky and strange coral looking plants that rose out from beneath the water, creating an almost fantasy lagoon aesthetic. 

    Upon closer inspect, she saw this young woman had the mark of another on her.. much as Gil held her own. This mark of sorts was heat and lava... Wrathia?