If anyone wants to continue any past plots from before i disappeared over a year ago--tâs been a very rough two years for me, let me know. Iâm going to be revamping soon.Â
*I had trouble with a few of these. Â Energetic as the antithesis of lazy? Â Lethargic perhaps, but not lazy. Â I've met plenty of lazy people bursting with energy.
Pious/Wordly & Prudent/Reckless I can not answer.Â
Pious is defined as 'being devoutly religious', or 'making a hypocritical display of virtue'. Meanwhile, Worldly is defined as 'of or concerned with material values or ordinary life rather than a spiritual existence' or '(of a person) experienced and sophisticated.' Â They are only opposites in one sense. Soolee is neither religious nor materialistic, so...
Contrariwise, Soolee is just to difficult to place on the prudence/reckless scale. Â If it were a relationship status, she'd be labeled as 'it's complicated.' Â She is quite reckless (jumping in to big battles solo on numerous occasions), but she is also quite prudent as she is constantly thinking of what needs to be done to set the world write (and also what needs to be done as far as the patisserie is concerned.)
The world you live in is essentially the same..
present day, same technologies.. except
everybody lives in castles and is trying to work
their way up to knighthood (including women).
Detail a typical day in your life.
Word Count: 1042
The voice sounded miles away, and the auburn-haired girl turned over in her bed, wiggling further under her blankets. Â "Princess Venus! Itâs time to get up!" Â Drafty castle air washed over her, and she released a lazy groan as she realized her warm, down-filled blankets had been snatched away.
"Just five more minutes, Annette."
"I gave you five minutes. Â I gave you an entire hour!" Â The princess merely nodded and waved her hand dismissively. Â "Your lesson is due to start in ten minutes!" Â
"Annette!" The young princessâs eyes flung open, and she tripped out of bed, scooping herself up in an instant and scrambling around like a hungry rodent without a sense of smell. Â "Why didnât you wake me up earlier?"Â she asked in accusatory fashion to be met with the resounding sighs of all the ladies in the room. Â
With her training clothes on and a buttered croissant hanging out of her mouth, Venus hurried outside the castle to the training groundsâa trek that normally took at least twenty minutes.  Outside the splendid crystal castle, past the gardens and stables, a circleâno more than fifteen feet in diameterâcomprised of small black stones lay on a bed of dusty sand.  A short distance past the circle stood a wooden shed which stored the training dummies and mock weapons.  Several wooden benches surrounded one half of the stone circle upon which sat three boys and four girls around the same age as the princess.  In the center of the circle stood the Knight Sovereign who took down the evil queen and stole back their kingdom many years ago.  Her strawberry blonde hair sparkled like gold underneath the autumn sun.  Even when she smiled, the tragedy of war held solemn in her eyes.
The princess made it to the outdoor training arena five minutes late and her hands fell to her knees as she labored for oxygen. The Knight Sovereign pinched the bridge of her nose in frustration. Â
"Late again, Princess?" Â Venus downcast her eyes. Â She was always running late. Â It was a trait she inherited from her fatherâa trait for which sheâd been admonished time and time again.
"Iâm sorry, ma'am."Â Hushed laughter prodded at the princess's composure as she took her seat beside the other students and her cheeks reddened in shame.
"All right, children.  Up until now you have been practicing your attacks with the pells.  Today, however, you will be practicing with each other."  Whispers broke out amongst the students and their instructor cleared her throat impatiently before continuing on.  "I will be splitting you up into pairs and you will be sparring with the jukto," she paused to motion to the barrel of wooden practice blades beside her.  "Before we begin, allow me to make it perfectly clear that this is not a fight, and anyone caught using excessive force will dearly regret it."Â
Each of the teens grabbed a sword from the barrel and arranged themselves beside their assigned partner.  The princess stared up her tall, fair-haired opponent with a sense  of dread.  Yoomi was the best in the class, and Venus was the worst.  Not to mention, she always seemed to have an unwarranted amount of animosity towards the princess.  Venus often wondered if it was because Yoomi's father chose to abdicate the Elysion throne to Venus's mother. Â
When the instructor blew her whistle, the princess of Venus ran at her opponent and brought her jukto downâan attack that Yoomi easily evaded. The momentum caused the princess to fall flat on her face. Â
"Do you really expect to be anything like your mother when you can't even take this seriously?" Yoomi chided as she twirled her jukto in her dominant hand with a justifiable complacency.  Her words stabbed right through to the princess's insecurity.  She knew all too well that she could never match up to her mother.  Ready to prove Yoomi wrong, the princess pulled herself up and swung the sword like a baseball bat knocking Yoomi to the ground. Â
"Princess!" Â Venus froze as the instructor called her name. Â "What did I say about excessive force?" Â She could feel tears beginning to form in her eyes. Â
"I'm sorry, Iâ"
"Yoomi is bleeding.  This isn't how I raised you!" It was too much.  The princess ran off into the gardens, liquid embarrassment streaming down her face.
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 "Gaeul!"
"Damnit." Â Soolee cursed beneath her breath as her daughter ran off crying. Â In her attempt to not show favoritism, she'd really screwed up this time. Â
 "All right.  Class is dismissed."  She ignored the excited cheers of the students that would soon be replaced by avalanching rumors about Gaeul and headed off in the direction her daughter went.  She knew exactly where to find her: underneath a large tree that bloomed year round.  Soolee used to read to Gaeul beneath that tree when she was just a little girl.  Soolee couldn't believe her daughter was already fourteen. Â
Gaeul was exactly where Soolee expected her to be, legs hugged to her chest, letting out tiny sobs. Â Soolee sat down beside the girl and wrapped her arms around her. Â The girl's sobs got louder as she tried to speak, the tears suffocating the syllables.
"I'm so-sorry, m-mama." Â Soolee quietly shushed the girl, imploring her to wait until she was calm to talk about it. Â When Gaeul was finally serene within her mother's embrace, she tried again to explain herself. Â "I'm useless."Â
"What? Oh, honey. Â You're not uselessâ"
"I am.  I'm nothing like you.  I could never be a soldier.  I'm clumsy and stubborn, and I can't be on time to save my life."  As she listened to her daughter, Soolee couldn't help but chuckle. "Why are you laughing?"
"Well except for the last trait which you so obviously received from your father, you described me." Â
"You?"
"I wasn't always this strong. Â I became this way out of necessity. Â There wasn't anyone fighting and I had a duty that I was born into." Â Soolee tilted her daughters face up and gently brushed the tears from beneath her eyes. Â "You do not bear that burden. Â All you have to do is be yourself, and one day you'll become a fine lady."
Soolee blinked as she handed the random customer his order.  ââŚThank you,â she smiled after a moment of confusion.  It wasnât the first time a customer had been forward with her, yet she faltered every time.
Not really. At least, Iâm not religious. Knowing what I know and being who and what I am, I find it difficult to believe in an omnipotent creator. A creator yes, but not omnipotent.
âŚ-sighs at you-â - Zodiac sign? Snake/Capricornâ¨â/ â - 3 pros and 3 cons about me?Cons:1) Iâm more elitist that you could possibly imagine.2) Iâm ADHD. This is not hyperbole. I used to be medicated, but then i moved five hours away from my doctor.3) I occasionally have the mindset of an old woman. For instance, at work today, this woman started her order with âgive me a philly.â Uhmmm.. Who raised you? The worst part was the woman was older than my mother. Pros:1) I take roleplay very seriously and I accept constructive criticism with a level head. I take pride in my attention to detail, though I concede that my attention occasionally sucks. (Thanks ADHD.)2) I can cook and bake and do art things and stuff. If I like you I might doodle you things. 3) I have been told Iâm funny. Iâve also been told I should do stand up. Iâd rather stay in bed, thanks. That wasnât funny. They must be lying to me. â¨â - why did I choose to rp as this character? because sheâs my favorite character from sailor moon and it was originally for a group. â¨â/â - munâs sex/gender?Female/femaleThe closest I ever came to questioning it was crying as a kid because I thought I had a man voice.â¨â - hobbies?This. Drawing, dancing, baking, cooking, sleeping, singing, reading, and more sleeping.â¨âż - favorite animal?Alpacas :3â¨âŽ - 1 crazy fact about me?My ex boyfriend took a shotgun to his head two days after texting me that he regretted dumping me (a text I ignored.) I deal with trauma by talking about it like itâs normal. That escalated quickly. Welp.â¨ă - favorite eye colours?Blue eyes. Blue eyed boys have me using words like dreamy. Fuckers. â¨â - favorite television shows?Uhh⌠In no particular order except the first one: Buffy, dollhouse, jane the virgin, vampire diaries, reign, true blood, once upon a time, the originals, trigun, escaflowne, record of lodoss war, ronin warriors, Akame ga kill, sword art online, rwby, adventure time⌠Lots more.â¨â¤ - My dream career/job?I want to have my own patisserie with a garden separating it from my house so I can be there for my kids when they get home from school. Or housewife, Iâm happy just making yummy stuff for the people I love.â¨â - Places I really wanna visit?Belgium, South Korea, Vietnam, Japan, Irelandâeverywhere.â¨âŤ - favorite music/bands/ singers?Block B, Dong Bang Shin Ki, BoA, Miyavi, e.via/tymee, baby vox, Epik high, dynamic duo, mighty mouth, Troy/anyone in Troy, Zion T, Lady T/Yoon Mirae, wonder girls, eyeshine, billy idol, Evanescence, ha:tfelt, afi, panic at the disco, birthday massacre, etcâŚ?
For a a whole week she had did nothing but spend her day with her two pet tigers, she didnât want to go out because of the cold weather she despises but also because itâs been lonely for her until an old lady asked her to go out with her grand-daughter, not something Lily would do for a fun night out but she likes surprises so she agreed to go.
She never left the house looking anything less than beautiful, thanks to her father, she always looked more beautiful than usual to peopleâs eyes. She wore an all-black outfit that showed her cleavage in an admiring way and wore black heels along, the feeling of being taller was nice considering she was only 160CM while everyone was much taller.
She walked in the place she was supposed to meet the girl and let out a small sigh before stroking back her lengthy red hair before she stopped in front of a girl; they were like complete opposites, she smiled a little at that thought and observed the girl in a moment, she matched how her grandmother explained her appearance, âSoolee?â she quirked an eyebrow and licked her lips habitually, âIâm Lily collins, iâm supposed to meet you for our âdateâ, You have a cute grandmaâ she giggled behind her dainty hand and shook her head. She gently took the girlâs hand and sat on the table far from the people, so they can have a little peace, she sat against Soolee and spoke âI suppose your grandma really wanted you outâ
Soolee nodded when she was addressed, though, upon getting a better look at the other female's attire, she couldn't stop the blush that coated her cheeks as she worried that the other female had different expectations for the date. Â Still she shook the female's hand politely. Â "I can't argue there." Â Her grandmother was adorable, if eccentric and naive to a fault. Â She followed Lily to the table, happy to be comfortably seated. Â Having her hand held might have thrown her more if her best friend weren't always dragging her around. Â Before he disappeared, that is. Â
"Grandmother is always finding some excuse to get me to be more social. Â I don't think she's quite up to date with how some women socialize in these modern times." Â She once again pinched the bridge of her nose in frustration. Â "Or maybe she is? Â She is quite eccentric. Â Every time a decent looking guy comes by the patisserie she tries to throw me at him. Â If she weren't so tiny, she would have done so literally." Â
"I hope you're not too disappointed."  She felt guilty to be on a date with someone when she truly had no intentions on pursuing any sort of relationship.  With her⌠lifestyle, she needed alliances, not romances.
It wasnât the first time Minseok had gotten coffee spilled all over him; it was one of the hazards of working in a coffee shop. But that didnât make it any nicer and he bit back a groan of pain when the scalding liquid dripped over his bare arm. He took off his sweatshirt and used it to mop up the mess, turning to you worriedly. âHey, you didnât get burned, did you?â Heâs about to use his sweatshirt to dab at her clothes, before he realizes that maybe she wouldnât appreciate a strangerâs hands on her and he takes a half step back, offering up the clothing instead. âYou can use this if you want. Itâs old anyway.â
Soolee was half-expecting an angry response to the mishap, and let out a relieved sigh when he didn't instantly admonish her.  "Ah, noâŚ" She responded.  It was partially a lie. Yes, the coffee spread over her cornflower tee was extremely hot, but considering her left arm had been friendly with an industrial griddle just a few months before, this didn't feel quite as much like a burn.
"Oh." She blinked at the offered sweater. Â "Thank you." She appreciated the gesture, even if it was an odd one. Â Okay, so it probably wasn't the weirdest resolutionâit was certainly a resourceful one, but it definitely wasn't a response Soolee had encountered before. Â Perhaps it was because Soolee lived so close to the slums that seeing someone so ready to be done with an article of winter clothing seemed strange. Â Nonetheless, she received the article graciously and began to soak up the coffee on her person using the still dry portions of the sweater.
"I'm really sorry about all this. I should have been more careful. Â If you'd like, I can get you a pastry from my family's patisserie to make amends."Â
Despite the cold air that was plaguing Seoul, the crowds were still rather thick. Sehun had hoped that more people would be too cold to want to walk anywhere and opt for public transportation, but he had no such luck. Instead, the streets were filled with bodies bundled up in coats and scarves, and he began to hate it. The more people that walked around him, the more he felt fed up with being in the crowd. After twenty minutes he made a sharp turn down an alleyway, deciding to travel between buildings rather than between people on his way home.
As he was walking, he swore he saw a pair of legs sticking out behind some sort of receptacle. When he drew closer he discovered that it was a pair of legs, and that a woman was lying on the ground. His eyes widened and immediately he reached down to give her shoulder a quick and light shake. âMiss? Miss? Do you need help?â Even though he asked he could tell that she needed some sort of helpâshe looked worn and he was worried that he would need to call the police or perhaps even take her to the hospital.
There were certain advantages to drawing power from the planets. Â Besides drawing power from her governing planet, Sailor Venus, as well as all of the other Sailor Soldiers, drew a good percentage of their power from the moon. Â When the moon was in sight as it was on this night, she was never truly out of power. Â (She would never go patrolling during a new moon, that would be suicide.) Â Her magic had it's limits, yes. Â For instance, she would not be able to transform or use any attacks right now, however, she could draw enough power to wake or knock back anyone threatening to harm her. Â Â For example, if the stranger had come at her with a knife (or bothered with her clothing) he would have felt a push. Â Not enough to move him back any degree of distance, but enough to weird him out enough that he might decide to move on. Â This power didn't work on everyone, of course. Â If a supernatural being, or worseâa Dark Kingdom general, had come upon her, this would most likely not deter them in the least.
As it stood, however, the stranger merely attempted to wake Soolee, a request which the moon gave the girl the power to acknowledge. Â Filled with enough energy to respond to the situation, her eyes hastened open. Â
"âŚWhat?" Molasses passed over her vocal cords as it formed into words.  Her thoughts were as thick and heavy as her voice as she tried to make sense of her surroundings.  She stared up at the man who woke her.  He seemed to be a normal, concerned human.  No sooner had she allocated him as non-threatening, than she began to feel herself drifting off.  Her body needed sleep to heal.  The cuts wouldn't fade completely but most of the bruises would fade overnight.  What she didn't need was a hospital.  Hospitals were government run, and the government was ruled by Queen Beryl.  The thought was enough to put her back in danger mode.  She lifted herself up as much as she could, injuries allowing. Â
"I can't be taken to a hospital." She tried to make clear with as serious a face as her fatigue would allow. Â
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