Chloe Mills {Princess Cyrene}

[Indie RP blog in the OUAT fandom. Please read Bio and Guidelines before interacting. Mun is 18+] Tracking: regalhuntress

[regal-huntress]

//Since all my drafts, except one, are for Kris (ivegothalfaplan). Does anyone else want to do something? I need to rp with more people. Maybe something based on the whole shattered sight with Chloe ACTUALLY becoming a teeny tiny Regina.

[se-le-na-tothegomez]

[-emmaaa]

Lana: We get to become our worst selves and what does that mean? Regina is about to scare the living hell out of everyone, so I’m so excited that’s coming up.

[regal-huntress]

//Soooooo work kind of ate me. We're at the time of year where we're traveling candidates for this HUGE investigator search and somehow...someone...thought it would be a good idea to coincide that with the changeover of our travel system.

Which means I have spent the last three weeks nothing short of exhausted. And not here.

Which makes me sad. I want to be here.

Buuuuut as I am leaving town on Thursday (going to NOLA with my team o' pirates), I expect I will still be molasses-like until I return on the 9th.

Please bear with me til then.

Please. <3

[regal-huntress]

ivegothalfaplan:

"Good." He hadn’t doubted that she had a contingency plan, but it was good to know that she’d thought ahead. "Alright, well, I won’t keep you then. Be careful."

With a nod, she turned to head off. Though she stopped a few feet off to get one final word in. "If anything...uh...you know...happens, I have my cell." Because this was Storybrooke, and one never knew what was going to happen.

[xxmoved-blog]

Memory Meme

Past experiences help shape who we are currently, how we see the world. Send in a symbol and I’ll write a drabble of one of my muse’s memories. 

❥ - a childhood memory

♣ - a fading memory

✂ - a vivid memory

✖ - a repressed memory

✈ - an eye-opening memory

✤ - a memory that involves romance/love

☤ - a memory of death/loss

✍ - a memory of their mother

☽ - a memory of their father

♘ - a memory of their sibling(s)

✌ - a memory of a relative

↕ - a memory that may or may not have happened

♚ - a memory of something paranormal

♬ - a friend/best friend memory

[regal-huntress]

'Alice Madness Returns' RP Starters

"It's not a dream. It's a...memory. And it makes me sick!"

"Where should I go, then? What should I do?"

"I know I'm guilty of something, but punishment hardly ever suits the victims of a crime."

"Oh, there's an infinite amount of hope, but not for us!"

"Everything's better with bacon, don't you agree, of course you do!"

"Now hold on, and as they say, 'shut up'!"

"Another day, a different dream perhaps."

""My head's exploded and there's a steam hammer in my chest."

"Appearances, as you know better than most, can be deceiving"

"You're no help at all!"

"'Cruel to be kind', that's my technique as they say, but he's/she's as mad as a hatter, poor dearie!"

"A long stay under supervision would serve you right!"

"Authority must be obeyed, or it must be overthrown!"

"When you're not on edge, you're taking up too much space."

"Is it mad to pray for better hallucinations?"

"I am fine. I'm not mad. I am innocent, I mean, not guilty!"

"You've used me and abused me, but you will not destroy me!"

"I'm not afraid to die. Times I've welcomed death!"

"The malignant royal bitch still reigns."

"Well, he/she was the face of evil in the heart of darkness..."

"My memories make me vomit."

[frivolouswhim-deactivated202501]

Regina in moments of facing the truth.

[hughvaljean]

Into the Woods

Agony (reprise)

[regal-huntress]

Robin's been watching Chloe closely for a few weeks now, and dread has been growing inside him because he doesn't want to have this conversation with her or the following one with her mother. He breathed out slowly and caught her off by herself. "Chloe, honey, we need to talk." He took her hand and pulled her over to sit down on a settee in one of the rarely used sitting rooms. "Is there, uh, something you want to tell me first?"

It was never good when one of her parents pulled her off for a chat. And it was even worse when they were gentle about it. Because those chats were usually less about dumbass teenage shenanigans and more about horrible life crushing things. Like random people appearing in town and wanting to kill family members.

So when Robin asked her if there was something she wanted to tell him, she was more than a little confused. “Whatever it is…I didn’t summon it. I swear.”

[ivegothalfaplan-blog]

"No, Chloe, sweetheart, that’s not—" He sighed and rubbed his hand over his face. "You’ve been tired an awful lot lately, Chloe, and I’ve noticed that, ah, you’ve been nauseated nearly every morning." He licked his lips. “Chloe, I’m just going to come right out and say it — are you pregnant?”

[regal-huntress]

"What??? No! No. I...no. No way. That's not even..." Actually it was possible. She and Arthur had spent the night together more than once and not all those times were the innocent slumber party she made them out to be.

But no. No. No no no. She couldn't be...

Could she?

[regal-huntress]

Robin's been watching Chloe closely for a few weeks now, and dread has been growing inside him because he doesn't want to have this conversation with her or the following one with her mother. He breathed out slowly and caught her off by herself. "Chloe, honey, we need to talk." He took her hand and pulled her over to sit down on a settee in one of the rarely used sitting rooms. "Is there, uh, something you want to tell me first?"

It was never good when one of her parents pulled her off for a chat. And it was even worse when they were gentle about it. Because those chats were usually less about dumbass teenage shenanigans and more about horrible life crushing things. Like random people appearing in town and wanting to kill family members.

So when Robin asked her if there was something she wanted to tell him, she was more than a little confused. “Whatever it is…I didn’t summon it. I swear.”

[regal-huntress]

NO CHLOE DAMN WELL IS NOT PREGNANT AND DOESN'T REALIZE IT YET. BABIES HAVING BABIES NO MISS MISSSY FACE NOEZ.

OMG BECKY. IT IS JUST A MEME. CALM YOUR GRUMPY CAT SELF ATHOS.

[regal-huntress]

It's harvest time

8. Sit around a bonfire.

"Soooo this is what you did every night in the enchanted forest? Just sat around a bonfire, chilling?" It wasn’t that Chloe wasn’t having a good time. She was. It was just…well…she couldn’t see doing this night after night.

[regal-huntress]

ivegothalfaplan:

Oh, Chloe. Robin had failed her in so many ways, and most specifically, instilling a love of camping in her. Sure, he enjoyed the bonding time with the boys, but he’d been hoping to have that same bonding with Chloe. Though, he supposes, he shouldn’t be surprised. She is her mother’s daughter, and every time Regina had come along on his camping adventures, she’d insisted on bringing more than a few creature comforts from home.

"Nothing exciting. Mmhmm, why don’t I believe that? Especially when you’ve nearly missed curfew three nights in a row and I know you were with him all three nights.”

What? It wasn't like she and her mom hated the outdoors. They liked them just fine. In small doses. Like horseback riding. Or hiking. Anything where at the end of the day there was a hot shower and a couch waiting for them.

But he was still able to draw her out with the promise of S'mores. So not all was lost, right?

"Da-ad!" It wasn't...it was only two nights were she really missed it. The third she was totally under. Like 30 seconds under, but hey. It counted. "We just...you know, we're....I'm not discussing this with you!"

[rumplestiltskin]

Roland Hood: everyone’s baby hobbit (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

[regal-huntress]

ivegothalfaplan:

Shhhhhh, she was actually four if he said she was actually four. It was pretend time now.

He should’ve been taking her to Regina to get that sorted out, but he just smiled. “Right. Rainbow sprinkles on the cones then.” He ruffled Chloe’s hair and then pulled out his wallet to pay for the ice creams. He handed Chloe hers and paid the woman before taking his. "Come on then, kid. Where do you want to go next?" He returned his wallet to his pocket and began eating his ice cream.

Pretend time, huh? Okay. Sure. Why not. She could get behind that. After all, the first time she had been four, she had been locked away in her mother's castle. Which, while fine, meant she had never gotten to do any of the stuff that Roland and Henry had.

"Uhhhh..." She thought for a moment, beginning to lick the ice cream that was already threatening to melt. "The pond? We can go feed the ducks..." Little kids always seemed to have a fascination with feeding ducks and she had no idea why. So...she was going to find out.

[regal-huntress]

ivegothalfaplan:

Robin snickered, an amused expression on his face. “A last minute thing. Oh, I see. Well, don’t let me interrupt. I’m sure you’re very busy and have lots of things planned for this free day. Just stay out of trouble, yeah? And out of sight.”

"I can do that." No one would see her. Not til dinner, of course, when it would be totally believable that she had been in school all day. "I was planning on going up to the stables anyway. Do a bit of therapeutic riding. For me and for Mom."

[regal-huntress]

ivegothalfaplan:

The notion that Chloe had been the one who suggested taking the bike out wouldn’t make things any better. Then she’dbe the one in hot water. No, it was best if all the blame was on the boy.

"He’s only made a couple of dead people. He’s the town’s best doctor though. And it’s most certainly a concussion. So just relax and talk to me. You’re not going to sleep just yet. Tell me what the hell you thought you were doing on the back of that boy’s bike."

How about we don't blame anyone? That seemed like a good idea. After all, accidents did happen...

"A couple??? That's not like making a couple of sandwiches, Robin. He made /dead people/. Don't you think this is something we should all discuss before letting him continue practicing medicine? Cause I for one would prefer a doctor whose had, you know, live patients." At Robin's second question, her rant subsided and she gave a little sigh.

"We were going for a ride. Nowhere special. Just up near the woods."