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Prompts are sent out! They are just the starting point, so if you want advice on where to go, are confused in general about what the hell is going on, or want to change your prompt, let me know! You’ll notice they have one thing in common: the barrier between this place and the godly realm, the very order of the natural world, seems to be cracking, and no one knows what it could mean.
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To get some more DRAMA and ACTION started, COMMENT ON THIS with the characters you would like to participate, and I’ll pair you off and give you a prompt to move us along. Please comment by Wednesday, and we’ll get the prompts sent out that night! Oh, I have plans... So let’s get this party started.
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“Child lost at birth drove a mother to the deep and dark waters. Now a mother returns, calling for all the children to make them H E R S.”
Amelia Fulton -- Rusalka, a water nymph form the Slavic folklore, a spirit of a woman who was driven to commit a suicide. Rusalka is an unquiet being who is no longer alive, associated with the unclean spirit and dangerous. She’s a female spirit of the unclean dead; this includes suicides, unbaptised babies, and those who die without last rites.
“I want you to bring me your dead and R A I S E T H E M U P.”
Eva Argo -- the Necromancer.
A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away…
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…There is an alternative universe in which the mythological creatures of Greek mythology have been born again, not as various members of a royal family, but into a world where Supernatural creatures roam in the world we know. In 2016, they don’t have to worry about the subtleties of the court so much as the subtleties of remaining at least somewhat hidden from humans. The Vitellos are the big vampire name of the underworld city, but there are rival families who want to claim the title for themselves – and a number of other creatures who simply want to live out their long, long lives. In this new world, they’re thrown together once again – only, this time, in a brand new setting.
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You’ve guessed it, my pretties! It’s another AU week! Remember, this doesn’t really affect the main plot; it’s just a fun way to get to know your character in a new light. From July 21st to July 31st, feel free to post all about your character in this new light! You can continue on your normal threads as well, so be sure to tag all AUs as such! What’s the most important thing? To have fun, of course! In the meantime, SEND IN UPDATES FOR YOUR BIOGRAPHIES, like this (what’s happened since and updated connections). I’m going to bug you if you don’t. I’ll also be updating the main, so look out for more updates about that!
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WHO LIVES....
They came for Antony Vitello first. The one who called himself both Prince and King, man and god, carried the guilt in the eyes of free folk. They knew his face, having seen him slaughter their people. They knew his heart, having seen him lead his own people farther into destruction. They came for him alone, but his wife, his mate, looked toward them and asked to be taken too. It was not meant to be a public ceremony, and so they honored the last wishes of Alycia Vitello and allowed her to accompany him in death as she had in life.
( Together or not at all. )
WHO DIES…
In the distance, cannon fire: a sound rarely heard in Westedell, a sound of concern, a sound of hope. People looked toward the ports and saw pirates --- beings so filled with spiteful rage that most could only balk at the sight. It was a distraction; it was an opportunity. In the same way as the free folk army had only a short while ago, the ships captured the attention of all while a small group crept into the Keep. Above, an execution took place, but below… Below, in the darkened underground of the dungeons, wildlings and rouges fought as the infamous captain ( not known yet in these lands ) pushed her way to those in cages, to those she had once called family…
WHO TELLS YOUR STORY…
Hephaestus and Hera, the only ones remaining. Ares and Aphrodite had been taken above, condemned to death before the crew could see them in life. Too late, too late, too late; they were too late… Grabbing hold of Hamish and Hypatia Vitello, they fled the scene. It was all they could hope to accomplish, but truth rang in the backs of each of their minds: it was not enough.
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It’s time for another AU week! This one is going to be a little different though, as you get to vote on it. Click here to cast your vote, and we’ll decide in the next few days. You can only vote once. It won’t start until this plot arc is at a close --- which will be soon. During this AU week, we’ll be updating the main as well as some more bios, so keep that in mind!
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THE BETRAYAL:
The lords and ladies in the throne room stared with hope in their eyes, breath catching at the sight of the four family heads standing tall and proud before them. They thought they'd come to rescue them, shining Pemberley knights and dark-clothed Balor assassins spilling into the room with the opening of the doors.
MORE FOOL THEY.
There was a long moment of silence as the soldiers got into place, surrounding nobles and royals and wildlings alike. The wildlings looked unsurprised as the four family heads strode between the parted crowds, with the one wearing the flute turning to meet the eyes of Holden Vitello. "Our people were not the only ones who suffered by your family's cruelty," he spoke, heard throughout the Great Hall. "These men and women will judge you and yours' fate at our sides; and when we are gone, they will be held accountable for the Realm." Neilson looked to the alliance, raising his brows. "And they will see to it that this madness doesn't happen again."
Then Lord Balor tilted his head towards Lady Pemberley, and her voice echoed strong off the cavernous walls:
“War is at our doorstep,” she began. “But we are here to stop it. There is a simple way to prevent more bloodshed, but the simpler solution would only leave us vulnerable to another war.” She silently met the eyes of her friends, her allies. “We pose a better one, and we begin by stripping the House Vitello of what they have. They have allowed our suffering, nobles and commoners alike, to go on long enough.” She waved a hand, and the guards began to move, surrounding Antony, Alycia, Hypatia, and their loyal friends.
“Holden Vitello and his wife will be spared, since he has exemplified his ability in leading his people with a rational mind.” She omitted any formality of titles. “As you can see, those who have either supported or benefited from their relations to the Vitellos will be punished accordingly. They will wait their sentence in their cells with their kin.” She gestured for Mina to speak her turn.
“Unless,” she continued quickly, over the protesting whispers, and carefully glancing at the unwilling attendants. “You decide to publicly renounce your connection to these criminals. Now’s the time.”
A cold silence froze the throne room, though the sound of slow steps drew the attention to the Master of Coin, who reluctantly approached the new alliance.
“I no longer wish to stay beside the Crown.”
Many nobles joined him and only a few decided to stay silent, among them, the Argos and other families.
The priestess shot a surprised look at the members of her group, before nodding at the deserters and giving a pleasant smile. “Then you will be held in custody, until we’re sure you can be trusted.”
Lord Thornton shot a dubious glance to the Master of Coin, but it wasn't enough to dim the vicious gleam in his smile as he turned to the silent. "Once you were held in the highest regard, now you will sleep with the rats and dogs and lice. Careful, fair friends. I hear they bite deep in the dark."
Lord Balor's smile was chilling as the lords and ladies were led out of the throne room, eyes dancing with mirth.
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