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krystal’s ABCs → blonde
🅓🅐🅡🅚🅝🅔🅢🅢 🅦🅘🅣🅗🅘🅝.
“ The dark side's callin' now, nothin' is real She'll never know just how I feel From out of the shadows she walks like a dream Make me feel crazy, make me feel so mean ” ― Eddie And The Cruisers, [ On the Dark Side ]
@twhyunbin
Everyone's story has its villain. The one heralded has a the hero protagonist in a story is the antagonist in someone else's. Of course, There are such things as fables being deemed as the canon villain. In Regina's eyes, sometimes, one just had to embrace that villain's role that was handed down to them. "Embrace the monster they made you out to be," she whispered into his ear. "Aren't you actual darkness?" Every chance she had, she enjoyed taunting the one known as the Boogeyman. Such a beloved yet feared character in the stories parents would tell children to have them sleep on time. Just like her, he was another "demon" that gave people the creeps. On the other hand, she, not only embraced it, she actually acted upon her own stories. She had smeared her hands so many times in blood that she had lost count perhaps centuries ago.
It was almost night out when she met the latter outside at some park. For the past couple of days, she had her people scope the area to see if any misbehaving children broke the law and would stay out pass curfew. In this particular park, some kids were still enjoying that once viral mobile game and would come to either "reinforce their gym" or to "seize the gym". It was the ideal place to push the latter into at least scaring the children into obedience. She wished they were at some cemetery however. Then, she would have been part of the action too if they were eager to invoke a demon. Today was not about her. She had to remind herself several times.
"Right there," Regina said once more as she pointed the group of children barely in their preteens. "Why don't you show us all what...I mean who is the Boogeyman?" she continued on pestering him. "You haven't been active that, on this site for what they call Creepypastas, you've been replaced by this entity known as Slenderman. You had such a reputation and you let it end like that."
He could take a page from her book. She never let her legend die in the Mundy World (at least, in the Big Apple). She was always on the watch when it came to trend in order to remain relevant. How distraught would she be if she was replaced by some joke of a story. They were right there at his reach. They were so focused into their game that they would not see what was coming their way. With the right jumpscare, he would be famous again.
🅝🅔🅦 🅕🅐🅒🅔.
LOCATION: somewhere in the Big Apple
“ It don't matter what you wear They're checking out your savior faire And it don't matter what you do 'Cause everything looks good on you ” ― RuPaul, [ Supermodel ]
@twtink
Listening to the crowd applauding her felt good. Every time it happened, from walking down the runway to presenting a new product, it felt good. In that moment, she knew that she did well and that she was appreciated for her hard work. It never lasted beyond a few seconds however. Then, reality resumed its course. The room was empty after the launch of the new collaboration with one of those influencers that she had the chance to work with. She was expecting a decent return from the little money she had spent. It was on the influencer's part to make sure that the line would sell well if they wanted to release a new line with her company. In the meantime, she had her personal collection to focus on. The short-lived moment of happiness that she had felt earlier was already gone when she was thinking about the new model that she had to fire due to scandal that had surface. The only one who could bring shame upon the company was her, Regina Aleksandra Mariya Dragunova, and no one else. The pristine image of the company could not be tainted by someone replaceable.
Speaking of the devil, when she left the auditorium, the model ambushed her begging for a second chance. Bloody Mary almost escaped from the depth of Regina's soul when the little girl held her arm and turned hysterical. It made Regina so angry that she reminded the girl about something vital. “You signed a contract, did you not?” She glared at the other girl. Her eyes peering into her soul, Regina wanted her to feel the darkness that could sip out at any moment. “If you cannot hold the end of the bargain, then you are undeserving of the opportunity that was given to you. That’s why you were terminated.” Security took the girl away and Regina took a deep breath. She almost let it slip out, but she did not.
The young entrepreneur walked away from the scene to go to the car waiting for her outside. On the way, she was intercepted by one of her assistants who turned the frown on her face to a smile. For anything lost, there was always a blessing to come. She examined the several pictures that were handed to her and inquired about more details. She demanded to see that person immediately. In no time (and some “magic” perhaps), Regina had found the pretty girl. She made her way to the girl and put a hand on her shoulder to stop her. “You there, do you have a moment?” she enquired as she pulled out a card. “You would have time to merely chat at a restaurant, right?”
🅐🅝🅞🅣🅗🅔🅡 🅓🅐🅨 🅐🅣 🅦🅞🅡🅚.
LOCATION: pudding & pie
“ It's futile to debate With St Peter at the gate Made of protein milkshake And low carb intake ” ― Studio Killers, [ Ode to the Bouncer ]
@twtaemin
There will always be that one person who will be jealous of another’s success. Some will use this jealousy to fuel their productivity and their work while others will do inexplicable things. An example of inexplicable things would be the childish and vulgar tantrum this little peasant before her was having. The blonde watched the other make a full of herself while drinking her bourbon. Little by little, she could not hide her true feelings behind a poker face she kept on for several minutes. Instead of yelling and crying in front of the crowd, the peasant could have take her to the side and they could have a civilized discussion like two grown adults.
“Despicable,” the blonde breathed out.
If the latter really wanted to put a show for the people then a show they would have. Sneering, she stared at the content in her glass. Without warning, Regina moved closer to the girl and poured the liquor on the girl’s head.
“Enough already,” she finally addressed the girl. “A drop of my drink is probably worth your rags and your best paycheck in your failing career.” Regina could tell from the other’s shock that the girl never expected her to react. To be fair, the blonde really tried to remain classy. She ignored her. When it was not enough, she acknowledged her presence by locking eyes with her. Since even that was enough, the blonde returned the favor and added to the show. Regina knew from the bottom of her heart that this would not be enough to quell the situation. She was right. The girl became even more enraged. Regina entertained the girl even more by taking a nicely clipped roll of money. She took a few bills and threw it on the girl’s direction. “My apologies, I shouldn’t have. It should be enough for a new dress, your rent and real silver jewelry.”
It seemed that the girl was pushed to the point that she wanted to be physical. Regina smirked, but the fun was over when the bouncers seemed to make their way into the ruckus. Then again, they would probably escort the girl out but it would not stop the one-sided feud per say. “Hello, Mr. Bouncer. How are you enjoying the night so far?”
REGINA ALEKSANDRA MARIYA DRAGUNOVA. the queen, the bitch, the devil, the legend herself.
“A girl should be two things: classy and fabulous.” ― Coco Chanel ( 1883 - 1971 )
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hi!
so, my name’s ema. i haven’t roleplay since over a year (we could say 2 even)...this is sounding like an AA intro, but i’m more awkward anonymous if anything. i’m happy tw is back. yay. i’d love to plot with you all if you want to plot..yeah...i’d do three starters, because i want to start little by little to get back from the groove.
about the muse. while, the fc is f(x)’s krystal. she’s only a fc. the character is regina a. dragunova who is actually bloody mary. the fable/legend origins i used was the one in which bloody mary is the demon that mary tudor came to be. she doesn’t live in fabletown, but did live there for a bit. nowadays, she is a model, a cosmetic company owner and an art gallery owner who lives in hell’s kitchen (she also still is murdering people who completes the ritual to summon her). i have premade plots...so this is a short summary/profile.
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