The Last Unicorn

Indie RP blog for The Last Unicorn and the Lady Amalthea from the Novel, the Graphic Novel, and the movie the Last Unicorn. Penned by Hilda.

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Previously was @se3thingrider but now has moved to its own blog!

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“May I have this dance?”

Send “May I have this dance?” for your muse to share a dance with mine. | @feltcalling | ACCEPTING

The white-haired maiden found herself glancing back over her shoulder at the young man at the request. Soft music was filtered through the air of the... mansion, was that the word he had used to describe the home he lived in? played by some... device...

A dance. Certainly it wasn’t the first time she had ever been asked for something like that. Certainly she could still remember...

“I might stand on two legs but that doesn’t mean I’m anything more than a horse parading around as a human. Are you sure you trust me...?” There was a slight arch to her brow as Amalthea held one arm out and upward, offering it toward Bruce. Her words were purposefully self-deprecating, referencing herself in a manner than would have caused her blood to boil if anyone else would had called her referred to her in such a manner otherwise - as a horse and a human. 

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He was… not expecting such a creature to appear.  When was the last time he saw a magical creature?  It had to have been years.  “Ah, do you need help?” he asked as he stepped closer.

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Her? Needing help? The very idea seemed absurd - and The Unicorn made her thoughts on the matter clear with a snort and a toss of her head, mane cascading around her like new-fallen snow.

“And what help could a child of man offer to me?” 

She didn’t mean for her words to be biting, but what came from her mouth was harsh, cutting, and borderline cruel. It was no fault of his that he happened to be man, nor was it something she should have been holding against him- but here she was, judging him coldly and with poorly hidden disdain.

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@th3lastunicorn | Continued from here 

He can’t help but stare at her. Of course, wouldn’t you stare, if you were looking at what most considered the purest creature in existence? He had made the comment off-handedly. In truth, he had been talking about Selina. Remembering what she said to him. Because you’re Bruce Wayne and I’m street trash. 

So he’d made the comment, and her response was… more than he might have hoped for. And fascinating, he couldn’t help but think. “It’s true then,” he whispers. A story he had heard so long ago. 

“Were you once mortal?”

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@feltcalling | I hope you don’t mind me finally continuing this

Who was it who had whispers legends and rumors of her story? Had it been Schmendrick? Perhaps, but The Unicorn couldn’t see him telling a tale that wasn’t his own- nor could she see Molly Grue betraying her true or privacy in such a manner. No... out of those who had known her tale...

Lir...

It wouldn’t matter that it was her story to tell - because it was just as much his tale and his love too. How could she hold it against him? If anything The Unicorn felt nothing but a faint pang of forlorn fondness at the thought that he had kept her memory alive in such a manner, and simply nodded in response to the question that the young man had asked her.

“Yes,” the mare answered softly. “I had once been human. A prince fell in love with me and he saved my life as well as the lives of all unicorns. In turn, I saved him.”

Ah, but that could hardly be a tale of interest to a young man. Not when he undoubtedly wanted to hear something far more excited than that.

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psa: if no one has told you, yet, today…  I’m proud of you.  And I’m wishing you everything good, because you deserve to be happy. Keep bein’ you  <3

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Please like or reblog (the latter being preferred just to get this blog around!) if you’d like to interact with an indie Valon from Yu-Gi-Oh!

*Blog is currently a sideblog, so please don’t be surprised if a strange blog from another fandom follows you back.

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Please like or reblog (the latter being preferred just to get this blog around!) if you’d like to interact with an indie Valon from Yu-Gi-Oh!

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So I might be making both a Valon and a Red Eye’s sideblog since they seem to be the two with the most interest-

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Pass the happy 💜 When you get this, reply with 5 things that make you happy and send it to the last 10 people in your notifications!

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Oh jeeze-!

This has been sitting in my inbox forever! First, thank you for sending it in <3 Second, five things that make me happy–

My cats, Kali and Jessie

My job. It keeps be busy and I wish it didn’t but honestly I’m so happy I have it.

My family. This feels so lame to say but I’ve really grown to a point that I enjoy spending time with them and they’ve been so supportive of me and I’m so lucky to have them in my life.

Video games. I mean! Right now I’m currently sucked into Rogue Galaxy and then I plan on playing Nier Automative. 

And finally, writing. It really does make me happy, even if the rpc can be endless frustrating.

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Okay I think I am gonna do it and I do kinda know for who buuuut for my ygo followers:

https://www.surveymonkey.com/r/D55JYXJ

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“Heroes know that things must happen when it is time for them to happen. A quest may not simply be abandoned; unicorns may go unrescued for a long time, but not forever; a happy ending cannot come in the middle of the story.  

                                                     but 

                                                   There are no happy endings because nothing ends.”

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“Anyone is welcome to seek refuge in my Woods-”

A soft ahem as she cleared her throat.

“Allow me to amend that. Everyone except one man is allowed to seek refuge in my Woods.”

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One ear flicked back at the familiar sound of the rustle of butterfly wings. Gold and black wings fluttered before her vision as she found herself tossing her head ever-so-slightly, mane dancing along her neck as she watched the small creature pass by and continue on its journey from the Woods to the Meadow. It had been a butterfly much like that, such a small and fragile creature, that had set her on her journey all those years ago-

-and a butterfly again the danced and laughed and told her that she had company in her woods.

The Unicorn canted her head to the side before turning to make her way gently, and carefully, to the clearing where the butterfly had stated that the other was. Most young women were terrified of the insects that lived their lives peacefully in nature, but the butterfly had told her oh-so-gleefully that this young woman didn’t. Not only that, she seemed to draw them to her.

Not necessarily a sign of someone otherworldly, but curious - and something she would have to look into. People didn’t just normally slip or wander into her Woods. They came there with a purpose, even if they didn’t know what the purpose was.

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"I’m falling free in the wind, in the wind. Free to be me in the wind, in the wind. What would it feel like to be speed of light. And rule the night and day. Watch as it passes by, the masses try you. But they just can’t keep up~"

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The mare-turned-woman listened raptly as the other sang. She hadn’t heard anything quite like this before. Not a song like this, or a voice like his. 

Both were enjoyable.

“Where did you learn to sing?” A silly question to be sure; everyone was born with the ability to do so. But… not everyone was able to sing as well as others, and he certainly seemed to have talent.

The fact that she… perhaps should not have been listening in on the other as he sang to himself crossed her mind a bit too late, and Amalthea simply covered up her social faux-pas with a gentle smile.