shatter me.

Bring her a golden flower and its bitter petals; they too shall wither under the mad man’s care. an affiliated lisette.

[scissorslain]

malheurmonde:

He looks at his flute with a tuneless hum. “If only Dr. Pangloss were here to tell me how to proceed. Though, I suppose I’ll be alright since this is the best of all possible… Hold a moment, if those dolls are correct and I’ve been relocated to another plane of existence, does that mean I’ve come to be in a world outside of the best of all possible ones?!”

“If so, then we’re all doomed souls here!” This place was vastly different from her own dark and gloomy domain. From what’s she’s browsed ahead of time, prior to heading into the different worlds there was no where one hundred percent safe. She eyes the instrument in his hands, while leaning against her hammer. “...but doesn’t it depend on one’s perception of your situation? Hmm?”

In her opinion, being here was quite liberating despite the atrocities that lurked in the different worlds. It wasn’t much different than the different worlds back ‘home’ that are glamorized. “And who knows! The dolls could be little liars too!”

[scissorslain]

sugarsweetlyrotten:

“Hmph! I’m only telling the truth. You’re ugly and boring and horrible, I hate you. Everyone hates you.” The harsh words come easily to her; she means it all. So deep in denial is she, pinning all her grievances on Lisette is simply what she does. She turns her back on the other, moving to retrieve her abused tome. But at the other’s words, she whirls back round, eyes flashing dangerously.

“Shut up!” She screeches. “She’s going to be with me forever. She hasn’t been eaten, you horrible brute! Because she’s mine!”

Despite the changes in setting, nothing is different. The bubbling resentment and envy is present, along with all the other problems that came with it. Lisette bursts into giggles now, with hints of malice included in it. 

“Forever....? Ha! What a joke! ” Queen Egliette must have had her own opinions on the matter, but she couldn’t speak for her (nor did she care really). Lisette balances her weight while leaning against her hammer. “If the Nightmares really consumed her, there’s no way to get her back. Right? Unless....If she did, maybe plea to that drab and depressing man who lurks ‘round the Library.” 

Oh poor Fleta – how lonely is she...? It would never size up to loneliness she felt.

“Or if she hasn’t been killed, maybe she made more friends other than you here, ufu~?” 

[thezodiaczone]

Unexpressed emotions will never die. They are buried alive and will come forth later in uglier ways.

Sigmund Freud (Psychologist), born May 6, 1856

[scissorslain]

sugarsweetlyrotten:

“Why are you here?” As if things couldn’t get any worse for Fleta; the last person she wanted to see here was that horrible, nasty girl! “Though, a world this drab and ugly suits you! Shoo, I don’t want to look at you. I’m going to go find her.” She wants nothing to do with Lisette; why should she have to hang around the cause of all their pain?

“Likely the same reason as you, but who knows?” The fact they stand together and not apart has to mean something. But, that gave Lisette more of a reason to get rid of her. That way she could not only keep her all to herself, but also release them both from this miserable existence. “Drab and ugly? Oh... Your words wound me, how can you be so mean?” She doesn’t sound hurt at all, but she replies back mockingly, “if you seek that foolish Queen, I haven’t seen her around.” Lisette taps the bottom of her lip, then finally speaks,  “Perhaps the monsters here have eaten her?”

[scissorslain]

“I wonder if breaking these monsters are like shattering parts of ourselves we wished to hide away from others?” Lisette holds her hammer close, swinging it by her side aimlessly. She finally stops, planting the head onto the ground. “Or by shattering them, do we learn to accept how terrible each and everyone of us are? ufu~”

[scissorslain]

sugarsweetlyrotten:

“I hate this stupid place! And I hate this stupid book! It’s not cute at all! I don’t want an ugly book like this, I want Egliette!” And so the tome she’s been gifted goes sailing through the air in her tantrum – look out below, everyone! The princess is in a temper!

“Perhaps it’s fate that you were matched up in the first place then?” She hides her smirk behind fanned fingers, “I guess you’ll have to be not cute together then? ufu~! It’d be a pity if you were shattered because you tossed your only means of defense away.”

[scissorslain]

tag dump!

#† let’s shatter each other  ✄【 xxx 】

[elysianthology-deactivated20180]

(( while not reserved, here is lisette of pocket mirror! òvó hoping everything's in order – application can be found under the sidebar under the reflect!~))

Good evening, Lisette. Welcome to Library.

Unfortunately, to ensure a fair(er) fight, your abilities are subject to the following limitations:

You may create a single mirror copy of yourself for no longer than five minutes, three times a day.

You may move through mirrors to travel only a couple of metres or so – but as effectively useless as this ability is, we will leave this much unrestricted for you.

Additionally, our attendants have fetched for you a Great Hammer of Carnage. May it serve your quest well.

– Mod of Clubs