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This is blog is now on an indefinite hiatus.
Sorry to anyone I scared yesterday. It was just a bad day and I wanted to delete a bunch of blogs to feel in control. But Charlotte. . . I could never delete this one. If anything, I may move her blog but at the moment, that’s not happening.
ialwxyswin
Imagine if Peter, after the wedding thing, decides to take Charlotte out to eat. In her blood-covered wedding dress. And is throwing compliments at her and she’s just like “LET ME GO PETER.” And he points out that he’s not actually holding her captive. She’s in his company at her own accord. And she’s like “Oh, crap.”
I am back but I will be on Davina, of course.
Right, my brother is here so I’m duty-bound to go and hang out with him (especially since I need to rant about a certain precious cupcake) I’ll be back in a few hours.
ialwxyswin said: AND HE’S NOT GOING TO CARE. WELL, I DON’T THINK SO. I DON’T KNOW.
SHE LOVES PETER MORE THAN ANYTHING.
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“Don’t say you’re sorry cos you’re not.”
ialwxyswin said: TELL THAT THE JEALOUS PETER.
OH SHE WILL.
ialwxyswin said: SHE’S MARRYING ANOTHER GUY.
CAN YOU BLAME HER? All she ever wanted was Peter. BUT HE IS IMPOSSIBLE. At least someone wants to marry her.
"I know. She may be the hottest girl I've ever hated."
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“Who? Her?”
Your Muse finds mine on the ground in a puddle of blood and a terrible wound in their side. What does your Muse do?
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ialwxyswin
IT’S LIKE HE DOESN’T WANT HER TO BE HAPPY.
ofcursedimmortality
Walking in to the wedding to a completely oblivious crowd, he waited for Charlotte to start her vows before pushing his hands forward with force which caused the Priest to suffocate and eventually die. A smirk plastered across Peter’s face. Now he had Charlotte’s attention.
Looking at the fear in the remaining people was exhilarating. Sound after the screaming started. He was going to show his wrath.
“See, you thought I wasn’t going to show up. That you were going to get married. You were DEAD wrong.”
With a flick of his wrist, chandeliers fell to the ground. Crushing anyone who sat beneath it, killing them. Next, he disappeared from his position at the door, to a few meters in front of Charlotte and her groom.
“I was going to wait until the til death do us part bit but I don’t want to be cliche. Do you remember those words, mon amour?”
She was moving on. Well, she was trying to. And getting married was a good starter, she thought. To put Peter behind her, though she had half expected him to appear and ruin everything. But so far, nothing. Not a sign that he was coming for her. That fact helped her relax. After living for so long, never being free of the man she once loved, and still did, she could finally be happy.
Charlotte was surrounded by people, more mortal beings than was good for her. Her groom, a mortal witch, who knew of her many years. Did she love him? She did, yes. But no where near as much she had loved Peter. But that time of her life was over, as it should have been centuries before. She was ready to get on with her life.
With that thought, she was ready to begin her vows.
But the priest had suddenly started to choke. And she turned, only to see her ex husband standing there. Oh, how naive she had been to think Peter would ever let her be happy. The deaths of the guests happened all too fast for her to do anything about it. Then he disappeared. But somehow, she knew where he was going.
The bride blinked and there he was, only a few metres away from them. She couldn’t believe him, really.
“Peter. . . Why are you doing this? They were innocent people!”
ialwxyswin
Just saying; What if Peter kills her groom in front of her?
ialwxyswin said: well, that’s good for her XD at least she doesn’t have to jump up to kiss Peter.
Yep.
prince of egypt sentence starters
“Can you hear your people cry?”
“I have nothing I can give but this chance that you may live.”
“Sleep and remember my last lullaby.”
“How would you like to see your face carved on a wall?”
“You don’t suppose we’ll get in trouble for this?”
“But one weak link can break the chain of a mighty dynasty!”
“Why is that whenever you start something I’m the one who ends up in trouble?”
“Don’t worry, nobody will even notice us coming in.”
“Are you going to let her talk to you like that?”
“But I am showing you all the respect you deserve – none!”
“Do you want us flogged?”
“I knew you cared about our freedom.”
“They never told you?”
“You will regret this night.”
“Surely this is all I’ve ever wanted.”
“Tell me you didn’t do this.”
“They were only slaves.”
“Is this where you found me?”
“Now you know the truth love, now forget and be content.”
“Fate has turned our little misadventure into a great opportunity.”
“You saw what happened, I just killed a man!”
“Nothing you say can change what I’ve done.”
“I’m not who you think I am.”
“Aren’t these your camels?”
“That’s why Papa says she’ll never get married.”
“I’ve done nothing in my life worth honoring.”
“Dance with me!”
“What do you want with me?”
“You’ve chosen the wrong messenger.”
“What on earth are you dressed as?”
“So you have returned only to free them.”
“Or is it thanks… to you?”
“How does it feel when you get struck to the ground?”
“I didn’t see because I did not wish to see.”
“Still gnawing at that bone, are we?”
“It’s… blood.”
“Until you break, until you yield.”
“This was my home.”
“How could you have come to hate me so?”
“Something else is coming, something much worse than anything before.”
“And I think it’s time I finished the job.”
“You bring this upon yourself.”
“Though hope is frail, it’s hard to kill.”
“Now I’m standing here, my heart so full I can’t explain.”
“Don’t just stand there; kill them!”
“Kill them all!”
“Look at your people – they are free.”