Rose Colour

IB rp by Trish

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"Is this un dessin of moi?"

“Is it? i don’t know. I didn’t draw anything....”

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Ｉｂ　-again- [x]

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   ┃⊰◆⊱  "Quite so.“ Marius nodded his head with arms folded. Eyes then            closed as if he was deep concentration. Too many things seemed            familiar to him to the point it made him rather uncomfortable. It was            completely eerie and the blond believed he would be unable to fall            asleep tonight.

           "The Embodiment of Spirit, the Lady in Red and then the one in Blue,            and… There was another, but the name escapes me.” a single eye            opened as arms unfolded. A hand then went to his hip. “It’s eerie            and I don’t quite like it.”

“There are many ladies in color, Red, blue, green and yellow.” she lists, using her fingertips and counting each off. Ib stared at the boy awhile more and gave a small smile.

“Really? You know, this place is kind of special. It may just be that. In terms of special i mean... I think it’s haunted.” She theorized and turned away, hands going behind her back to clasp together. “Do you believe in the abnormal?”

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         🌹 │            Mary wish Ib would drop the subject and stop bringing it up as well. As much as she wanted to leave the Fabricated World she didn’t want to do so with Ib taking her place. It wouldn’t be right for her to do that. Ib was real where she was just a painting pretending to be a real girl.

   ❝Hostile in a sense the world will immediately try to kill (and succeed in most cases) whoever bears ill intent towards me.❞ for a moment Mary had to gather her words in order to explain the next part. ❝You burnt more than just my portrait and me that day. When I died the Fabricated World began to change itself. Without someone to rule it grew lonely and anyone who had fallen into this world by mistake or accident paid the price. With no way out, their minds would begin to deteriorate and little by little their sanity would be eaten away at. The victim will become delusional and do harm to themselves. Though, it isn’t so severe that they would immediately die. After that it hard to keep them alive. Since I’ve returned it been a bit tamed in that regard. How fast one loses their sanity depends on their age as well as mental strength.❞

“Ok. I’ll stop.” Ib took a moment to think over all Mary told her. Ib took a sigh and moved toward her, offering a hand for Mary to take. “I’m sorry for stressing you out so much. I just want you to have a chance at reality. But I can’t go offing myself. It wouldn’t help anything.” 

“I want to be your friend still. Can i visit sometime? That is if I’ll remember you...”

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Ib by かぎお ※Permission to upload this was given by the artist

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seem to have forgotten something

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“Someday soon we’ll be.”

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    ❝     WHY  the long face ,  little miss ?     ❞

       the queen arises from her throne of lies ,  bending down to match herself to the eyes of the smaller child .  another guest ,  another opportunity .  for desperation catches at the back of her throat ,  clotting   &   unable to be swallowed .  it antagonizes ,  it burns .  but she is the only villain here ,  no matter how much she wishes to live a VICTIM .

       but her heart TUGS   &   SCREAMS   :   she’s just a child ,  it yells   (  &  so was i ,  mary whispers back .  )  .   her gaze momentarily turns to her subjects ,  smile dropping as she reaches to hold onto the child’s hand .  unlike her marbled fingers ,  the other’s are warm   &   full of life .

    ❝     you look scared .  did my little friends scare you ?  i’m sorry for how they behaved ,  they’re savages who don’t know how to treat a nice lady .    ❞

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The young girl wasn’t aware she’d be met with such graciousness, a beautiful blond woman and she was approaching her. When she came down to ib's level she near backed away but found herself unable to move, thus allowing her hand to be taken by the older woman.

her face flooded with warmth, was this a dream? was this woman before her... an angel? she stepped a little closer at the mention of the others, looking back and nodding her head a bit.

“i am just... lost.” she managed to get out, she still isn’t sure what exactly is going on.

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fabricatedprince:

   Stares at.

Casually moves along to hide behind a wall - to then peek out.

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note, i made a adult/fabricated world Ib @abyssled shes a sideblog to here.

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I made a David Hoover rp blog

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gonna be making the Ib Server a more open to RPGhorror server

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Iconic

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         🌹 │            ❛I bet he busy. It would look way too suspicious for an adult to constantly being seen with a child… Unless he was the babysitter❜ Mary thought keeping that to herself. 

   ❝More or less. You were quite lucky the first time around when this place was normal. You know after you burned me things haven’t been quite the same since my return. Things have become more warped and hostile. The longer one stays in here the more the Fabricated World eats away at their sanity.❞

“... I see.” She gave a smile before reaching into her skirt pocket to drag out the red rose from before. all five petals still intact. She looks at it and gently traces the outside shape in thought, so if she stayed here she’d lose her sanity? 

But would Mary be able to go in her place? It wasn’t intentional, her finger slips and knocks a petal off and she shuts her eyes. Yes, still linked to the roses. “Warped and hostile, how so?”