Princess.

Koi no Yokan affiliated Princess Zelda.

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timeunraveled‌:

KNY! EMPYREA PT 1.  KINGDOM OF BEAULIEU: INFERNAL ROT  @palacebound

well, komaeda’s certainly not one to sit around. the island is similar to what had happened before; except this particular island was full of more unsavory towns people than the last– there was no talent here, komaeda had quickly determined. this was far from a land of hope; this was a land of despair. everything was over ridden, and komaeda sighed softly. what reason did he have from coming here, other than to find aout about koi’s history?

he was not interested in the history, to be sure. he just wanted to know how everyone would react. there’s no sense of urgency here. just… lots of wilderness. information lost. 

mindlessly walking, though he did figure he should scope out the island. and so scope he does. ah, what was that? some sort of building, it seemed like. he’d been to rome before– this reminded him of its ruins. 

… historians would know better what happened here. did koi have historians? or only legends?

touching the walls, though he takes his hand off hem fairly quickly. haha, knowing him, he could cause the destruction of this whole place!

but it looks like he’s not alone. what luck! he didn’t have to lament alone, but it wasn’t like he was going to unload all his useless comments on the person standing in front of him.

“What do you think happened here?”

he asks. it’s a pleasant voice, slightly troubled. unassuming and benign. 

“Oh, by the way, I’m Komaeda Nagito. Can I have your name?”

The similarities between the modern Hyrule and these kingdoms is not lost upon her. History marred by war, by tragedy, by pain. Years upon year upon years of loneliness and sorrow is all she sees everywhere she looks. Or perhaps she simply projects onto the kingdom of what she knows of Hyrule. It’s not as if she could begin to guess what has transpired.

The citizens of Hyrule picked up the pieces of their war torn homes. Of towns laid to waste. Of tales only told by those old enough to pass down history. Even as the Divine Beasts began to run rampant, they soldiered on. (Even if they were largely separated, by the Divine Beasts’ wrath endangering anyone who dared to get close to them.)

Zelda roams the land, unable to shake this feeling of nostalgia. It’s this place she’s stumbled upon that reminds her most of home. She’s never been to a monastery before. Nevertheless, the ruins remind her of the malice covered Hyrule castle

She looks around, attempting to fill in the gaps. Imagine this place in its former glory, when she realizes she’s not alone. The boy’s question catches her off guard.

What could have caused this level of decimation? She couldn’t begin to guess. Maybe his question’s rhetorical. She leaves it be, for now.

“Komaeda... Nagito?” she repeats. It’s a name unlike anything she’s heard before.

“I’m... Zelda.

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schneeflake‌:

         she’s filled with relief upon the confirmation that the stranger is, indeed, alright. moreover, she doesn’t seem too bothered by weiss’s sudden, impulsive invasion of her personal space ( that, or she’s just good at hiding it ). but she’s safe, the soldier has been incapacitated, and that means weiss’s goals have been accomplished. she releases the girl’s hand and offers a gentle smile. 

“ i’m glad to hear that. ” weiss nods. she’s finally able to get a good look at the person she’s aided ─ there’s an air of regality about her, adorned in fine attire that’s reminiscent of her own. weiss hasn’t quite got this place figured out just yet, so it’s nice to find someone that feels impossibly familiar since they’ve never met, simply due to assumed similar nature. her friendly smile remains as she lowers myrtenaster, though there is still a flash of concern in her eyes.

“ are you from the city, too? ” she inquires, head tipping to the side, “ it’s pretty dangerous to be out here alone, i’ve come to find. these people here, between the street thugs and the soldiers,  it’s as if they’ve got some sort of vendetta against anything in relation to the city. ” she ponders her observations out loud, brows coming together slightly in thought. she exhales, eyes darting around the area, before returning to her new companion.

“ anyway, my name is weiss. perhaps it would be better to travel as a pair? until we can find somewhere safer, that is. ”

Hiding her vexations is a skill she’s had since she was a child. Her inability to protect herself, let alone her kingdom, is her burden to bear. She’s warmer to the idea of relying upon others. But only just. Her agitation isn’t toward the other girl. No. It’s directed toward her weakness. Even here, now, she can’t stand up for herself. It’s infuriating in ways she can’t describe. Never does she have room to complain. Never is she allowed to express her emotions. All her life is to be devoted to awakening the sealing power.

Even if she could, it would do little to help her. These people aren’t possessed by Ganon. Neither in the city, nor on the floating islands can she find signs that the Calamity even exists. In this world, she’s just a girl. Zelda has never been just a girl. A citizen. A face in the crowd. Though the other has an air of importance. Zelda doesn’t know many nobles. She knows so few of the people of her kingdom. Only the Champions. She knows so few people.

“I am, yes,” she responds. “It’s quite troublesome how they immediately detect who is not from their homes.” She supposes it’s not entirely unreasonable to tell. Everyone from the city has completely different senses of fashion and culture from each other, let alone these kingdoms. “Nevertheless, the inability to reach them in any capacity is horrendous. They have no interests in even learning why we’re here,” she recounts out loud.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Weiss. I’m Zelda. There is safety in numbers. Shall we?”

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It’s been a while, huh... Zelda needs more activity, so!! Starter call! Capping at two (2)!!

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herosburden‌:

The ruin is quiet; the gentle rustling of grass in the wind and lapping of water against the shore are the only sounds to greet your ears. It’s familiar—too familiar, and you almost expect to find a Guardian stalking around every corner. An uneasy peace settles over you as you scour the remains of the gardens for… for what? Treasure? Useful ingredients? An excuse to spend more time here, in a place that seems to hover at the edges of your lost memory?

At the lakeshore, an apparition stands before you. The Princess of Hyrule’s back, just as you remember. You wait for the recollection to take hold, for your actions to play out as they did a century ago, in a life no longer your own. But instead, she reacts to the foliage shifting under your foot as if you aren’t supposed to be here.

You freeze. Is she… real? If you have traveled to another world then there is no reason why she couldn’t, too. But, what about sealing Ganon? What about the impending fight that has hung heavy over your head since the moment you awoke?

There’s no reason to hide. Slowly, you step out into the open, where you will no doubt be recognized in turn. Not a word reaches your brain, much less your lips.

It’s not that you didn’t want to see her, you just…

You thought you’d have more time to figure out what to say to her.

Tension and wariness weren’t on purpose. And they certainly weren’t because of him. At least, if she had known who it was. This kingdom demands one to be alert. One never knew when a civilian or a soldier might attack. But the person before her... he’s no threat. Not to her, at least. He’s the first familiar face she’s seen. Here, of all places. In the ruins of a kingdom so similar to their home.

“Link...”

She’s watched over his journey for some time. From the moment he awake. When he met the ghost of her father, posing as a humble old man. To descending off the solitary plateau, to seeking out Impa, to freeing the the champions one by one. A task he accepted without question. A burden he’s had to carry for over a hundred years, even if it’s only been months to him. If the roles were reversed... if she had awoken without memories? Would she protest the destiny given to her? Would she try to run away?

Never mind that.

She’s at a loss for words. There’s so much she wants to say, much she longs to ask. Even so... though most of her memories of their time together, their memories up until Ganon’s awakening, remain in tact. Some of them are... blurry. A fog rests over them no matter how hard she tries to banish them, reclaim those memories. The past is important, yes. The past can’t be ignored. But... it can wait. This isn’t Hyrule. This might be one of the only chances she gets to talk to him, when they’re far from home.

“Are you... alright? The people here are unreasonably hostile. They refuse to listen to anything at all. It’s beyond vexing. At the very least, this place is quiet enough. Have you rested?”

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sootil‌:

You shall be housed in Cappuccino Apartments. Our system has found you a roommate by the name of Zelda! @palacebound

This foreign land has done nothing to her to warrant the cold mistrust that radiates through her bones. In the end, her weapons made their way back to her possession, her oldest friends. On the surface they appear untouched. But she, too, appears untouched on the surface. Yet she can feel it in those very same untrusting bones. Her innate powers are weak, as though drained from her body despite the concept’s impossibility.

So here she sits in this all-too-happy apartment, in the all-too-happy kitchen, painstakingly disassembling her pistols to ensure they truly haven’t been tampered with. Complicated devices with enough parts to occupy the entirety of the kitchen table; yet Ebene takes them apart methodically, familiar with them as she is familiar with the thousand paler speckles across her skin. As she works, however, she hears the sound of stirring life behind her, and lifts her head. She doesn’t turn to face the source of the noise, but there’s a clear tension in her shoulders.

She says nothing, does nothing, and waits for the stranger to respond to her presence.

Days are listless. The amount of things to explore, to learn, are overwhelming. She hardly knows where to start. As overwhelmed as she is, she favors the freedom. A choice to live her own life. Perhaps it’s selfish. She knows it to be so. How long has she wished to reject her destiny? She can’t even begin to say. Not that she wishes to forsake Hyrule to its fate... she has little to say in the matter, currently. No way to return home, as it stands.

“Ah...”

Zelda’s decided to step outside of her room, outside of her thoughts. She’s intending to do this or that, when her day’s turned upside down. A young woman sits at the kitchen. A... roommate, isn’t it? She’s expected this, considering the other door in the... apartment building, she reminds herself. In any case, she has little idea of what to say. For a hundred years, she was on her own. And before that, all of her time was devoted to communing with the goddess. Praying in vein for a power that still eludes her. She’s had little interaction with people.

“I’m...” Not a princess here. “Zelda. It’s nice to meet you.”

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@lionsbow liked for a starter!!

She’s taken a wrong turn, somehow. It’s not as if she’s looking for something in particular, when the amount of information is limitless. There’s much she doesn’t understand about this world. Questions are only answered with more questions. Zelda catalogs as much as she can learn, but... the truth is, learning is interrupted by how much this place reminds her of Hyrule. The ruins of an ancient civilization, technology that seems years and years misplaced.

However...

The room she’s entered... The cryo-preservation chamber. She stares at the bodies of the royal family, stunned into silence. It reminds her of the Shrine of Resurrection. Of Link. Are they alive? Are they... gone?  Though she’s watched Link for the last hundred years, even as he slept... To be face to face with a situation so similar? Zelda’s uncertain of what to feel. It’s unsettling. Resurfacing from her thoughts is when she realizes Ashe has joined her.

A hand reaches out to touch the chamber, but stops in mid-air, “It’s rather... melancholic, isn’t it? Truly, to hide them away down here. It’s... beyond disrespectful and cruel.” Her fingers curl into a light fist, then return to her side. “It’s... hard to imagine who would do this, or why.”

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Starter call for part two!! Zelda will primarily be at the research facility, in the administrative offices or at the cryo chambers, trying to learn Stuff. Capping at two (2).

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@herosburden

The Domain of Midney. A shell of its once former glory. The endless amount of ruins remind her of Hyrule. Reminders of time long since passed. She can’t put her feelings into words. She wanders the area, stepping over weeds. Much of the place has been overrun by wild life. Zelda can almost picture where flowers might have grown. But not the colors or the kinds. An entirely new world would have different vegetation. She longs to study it. The plant life, the animal life, the history. What kind of lives these people lead. Questions flow endlessly, if she lets her mind drift.

She stands before the lake, gazing out upon it. Even when she’s potentially hundreds of thousands of miles away from home, she can’t help thinking about it. Even more so when roaming about the ruins of Beaulieu and Koi. She wonders... would the silent princess grow in this environment? In this garden? Maybe once upon a time. In another life.

Her thoughts are interrupted by sounds of rustling in the distance.

The princess whirls around to face the gardens again. Her eyes narrow critically. She’ll run if she has to, should the presence be an adversary. “Who’s there..?” Zelda called out, her voice guarded, wary.

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schneeflake‌:

→ ⟨ @palacebound ⟩

          curiosity bests all other emotions as a new island makes an appearance above their current islands of residence. the floating island isn’t what catches her attention, though ─ her own birthplace was as such. if it weren’t for the burning desire to learn as much as she can about this universe, perhaps weiss wouldn’t have bothered with the trek to the new island. but she’s not sure how long she’ll be stuck in this world and, thus, knows she must learn everything she can about it. besides, she has to admit, the idea of finding a treasure… is fascinating.  

while she wasn’t sure what to expect overall ─ but hostiles were not something on the list of things she expected. thankfully, she’s had no trouble incapacitating them without resorting to extremes. even without the usage of her gravity glyphs, weiss hasn’t run into trouble while exploring the new land. however, the same couldn’t be said for everyone else. she’s alerted by noise of a scuffle nearby and immediately finds the source ; a soldier, quite reminiscent of those in atlas, cornering a girl who doesn’t appear threatening at all.

weiss immediately takes action. 

she wastes no time in summoning a boarbutusk. the creature manifests in a striking, icy hue. it takes little time to charge up, scuffing the ground with it’s hooves before jumping and coiling into itself, rolling forward, straight for the hostile soldier. the collision happens in seconds, sending the soldier into the nearest wall with a harsh THUNK. unconscious, weiss hopes. as the boar vanishes in a glittery cloud, weiss runs and takes the girl’s hand with a swift ‘excuse me!’, praying she takes no offense to the action.  

“are you okay?” weiss asks once they’ve put some distance between themselves and the soldier, “sorry for grabbing you like that, but i figured we shouldn’t be there when he woke up.” weiss offers a gentle smile, “he didn’t hurt you, did he?”

Curiosity demands answers. There’s a need to understand her surroundings. It stated with this city. The technology, the people. It reminds her of the technology they once uncovered in Hylia. Ancient Sheikah... There was still much to learn about it. Of course, the entirety of their focus had been on ways to weaponize the technology against Calamity Ganon. Her own studies aimed toward that same goal. Perhaps far more than anyone else. She saw it as the only way to contribute, when her devotion continued to fail. When she considered the possibilities outside of wartime usage... were they not endless? Yet, she’d been forbidden from helping with even the war efforts.

Here, however, is another matter. No one tells her what she can or cannot do with her time. Was she to pray in this world, would the goddess even hear here? Of course, habit isn’t entirely breakable. She spends some time in prayer. Yet, her priorities rest in learning about this city. A task interrupted by an island floating overheard. It’s reckless to go on her own. With neither Champion, nor Sheikah Clan member at her side, she’ll be at risk. Zelda’s far too stubborn to ask for help. Even so, this could be her way home. She couldn’t just leave Hylia to its current fate.

Exploration’s slow going. Slower still when a soldier interrupts her. Talk and reason fall completely flat no matter how she persists that she means no harm. Agitation rises, but... she has no way of combating him. Even if she could wield the power, it would be ineffective here. Without warning, some kind of beast crashes into the man. And she’s taken by the hand, by another girl.

Then they’re off running.

“I’m..,” she’s a bit breathless. It isn’t as if she’s had chances to walk, let alone run, over the last hundred. “I’m alright,” Zelda says, gathering her wits about, “No, he didn’t. I believe... I have you to thank for that, however.”

[fabulanova-ffxv]

But I don’t hear…Or feel anything…

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lionsbow‌:

@palacebound

He runs his fingers along the spines of the books stacked across the shelf, disappointed to find that all the names don’t ring familiar. Ashe isn’t even certain of what it is he hopes to find here, but books have always been a comfort to him, and if there’s anything he’s in need of so far from his home and his companions, it’s something comforting.

Not that he should have expected this unusual place to have any of his favorites, but he’s persistent in his searching all the same. It’s a library, and what library could simply not include such unforgettable classics? Though he knows them all front to back, to hold a copy of The Moon Knight’s Tale or Loog and the Maiden of Wind in his hands again would really make his day. They seem to be omitted entirely, however, so at this point he’d happily take any knight fables this place could offer up.

As he continues pouring over the shelves in silence, he takes notice of a young woman browsing the same selection. Anticipating her approach, he steps to the side, allowing her unimpeded access to the section of books he’d been lingering in front of.

“Not in the way, am I?” he asks quietly, respectfully keeping his voice down just low enough for only her to hear it. Gotta be mindful of others trying to read, after all.

Knowledge is power, some might say. It’s a philosophy she once stood by. When devotion failed, what else could she do? Learning about the Divine Beasts was all she could do to help the Champions, once upon a time. Unanswered prays couldn’t save anyone or anything. Who is there to pray to in this world? And is it worth trying? Does Ganon even exist?

She decides to do the one thing she knows she can. Finding her way to the library isn’t quite as simple as she’d like. The city streets... No, the city itself is somewhat beyond her comprehension. There isn’t a city like it anywhere in Hyrule. Not before the devastation. Certainly not after. Zelda’s much too stubborn to ask for her. She will make her way of her volition. And so she does.

The library’s far more... modern, futuristic. Yet there’s no mistaking it. It feels comfortable. Something familiar in this strange world. She has an unending plethora of questions. She’ll dig for answers whatever it takes. Zelda roams the aisles, searching for anything on Hyrule’s history. 10,000 years’ worth of history. Nothing to show for it.

Her eyes snap from the book she’s momentarily gazing at while walking by, to the young man. “Ah... No,” Zelda responds politely, “Not in the slightest. I was merely looking.”

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“This device...”

It’s so similar to the Sheikah Slate. Yet, it didn’t seem to be ancient. Nor did it seem to be magical. For one with a curious nature like the princess, she could spend hours fiddling with it. Nevertheless, Zelda seemed to be getting nowhere fast, much to her frustration. But inevitably she’d stumble upon the camera feature. The only recognizable feature thus far. And yet... even it is more complicated than anticipated. She seems to be taking a picture...? Or a video..? Of herself, or maybe of whatever unfortunate person is in the path of the backside camera.

“Goodness.”

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Questions/Comments to be sent anonymously!

(though off anon is fine too!)

“Is there someone you hold dear?”

“Don’t you feel any guilt?”

“You’re actually afraid to be alone, aren’t you?”

“There must be something you fear.”

“Do you have a home?”

“Is there someone you like?”

“Are you really expecting a positive outcome out of this?”

“Aren’t you ashamed?”

“Aren’t you happy?”

“Who do you despise?” 

“How do you sleep at night?”

“How do you manage to keep going despite everything?”

“What do you think of kindness?”

“What do you think of hatred?”

“Why do you fight?”

“Why do you live?”

“How much blood have you spilled?”

“How much death have you seen?”

“Don’t you think your actions are reckless?”

“Don’t you know how much good you’ve done for others?”

“Can’t you tell they love you?”

“Can’t you see he/she would die for you?”

“Can’t you see that they hate you?”

“Can’t you tell the truth for once?”

“You’re not tainted.”

“You’re not alone.”

“You’re awful.”

“You don’t think of anyone but yourself.”

“You’re an emotionless robot.”

“You’re just a lap dog.”

“It’s not over.”

“He/she needs you.”

“Stop lying.”

“Stop fighting.”

“Stop pushing others away.”

“You’re cruel.”

“You’re far too kind. Too kind for your own good.”

“You depend on him/her too often.”

“You’re overprotective, it’s stifling.”

“You’re too impulsive, it’s reckless.”

“You’re too careless, it’s a liability.”

“He/she is bringing you down.”

“You’re too timid, it’s easy to see you as a target.”

“You need to listen.”

“You need to speak up more often.”

“You’re weak.”

“You’re strong. Stronger than you’ll ever know.”

“You’re too proud.”

“Quit blaming others for your mistakes.”

“You won’t always be around to save him/her.”

“One day, he/she won’t need you anymore.”

“You can’t cheat death.”

“You can’t hide forever.”

“They’ll find out the truth eventually.”

“That person is only holding you back.”

“They’re too good for you.”

“You’ll be rewarded for your efforts if you keep trying.”

“It will get better.”

“You look lonely.”

“You look bitter.”

“You look tired.”

“You’re hiding a painful burden.”

“You’re perfect.”

“You’re beautiful.”

“You will always be worthless.”

“Your hands are too dirty, too tainted to be clean.”

“You’re lost in this world. Wandering without a purpose.”

“You’ll rise above them all.” 

“You’ll find your place in this world.”

“Eventually, someone will knock you off your pedestal.”

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I didn’t actually introduction myself on my other blog, oops. So... Hi, hi, I’m Cola! You can also catch me over here! I was previously in kny as Maki Harukawa and Kyouko Kirigiri. But I’ve done a complete overhaul of my muses since. Zelda’s a brand new muse to me. I’m excited to write her with you all!! If you’d like to plot or chat with me, the fastest way is to follow me on twitter! Warning for like V3 and FE3H spoilers though. And that should be about it for me.

Also, making this a starter call. Capping at 2!

[aienkienrp]

on prior reserve, here's princess zelda from loz: breath of the wild! you can find her app on link 005 or under /app!

Welcome to Koi, Zelda!

You shall be housed in Cappuccino Apartments. Our system has located a suitable roommate in Yang Xiao Long. You have nothing for us to take! How very lucky. Your welcome package contains a shirt which reads “I MAY BE A PRINCESS, BUT I’LL KICK YOUR A-”, a box of tea (ten different kinds!), and a teacup which reads “I am enough. It’s okay”!

✿ Eclipse Mod.