I Am Leaving The League RPC. If you still wish to keep in contact, Message me for my Discord. If Not, this is goodbye.
This drabble is the final drabble to appear on this blog. Due to the constant hate being spread around, the fact that I've had to see some of my friends leave because of this toxic community, and the fact that many people have made me feel uncomfortable to be on here, I am leaving the League RPC for good.
I apologize for anyone who loves my Morgana, and to anyone who truly wished to interact with me, regardless of my forced strictness on the blog, but unfortunately, people want to hurt others and drive them away from something that makes them happy, and I am saddened to include myself into that group. After 4 years of being on this website, and being in the League RPC, I've had enough of constant bullying, hate, toxicity, callout posts, vague posts, etc etc etc.
People need to learn to LET THINGS GO. But instead, they’re childish, and only want to drive those they hate away just to feel some sort of victory out of the whole thing. People like this are the true reason this community is toxic, and they’re the reason no one feels safe anymore nor want to be on this website.
So to those I know for a fact don’t like me, do yourself a favor: Grow Up and stop acting like this is high school. If you can’t let shit go with me, especially after 4 years since the incident, you’re the problem in this community, and you’re the petty one in this whole situation. I’m leaving on my own accord, not because of you.
And this goes for everyone, this isn’t High School and we shouldn’t be shoved into Cliques like it is one. All of this hate and shit, is from people who still think this is High School, who enforce cliques and if you’re part of a certain clique, it’ll either make you or break you, and that in of itself is toxic. This is a HOBBY, it’s not a job we get paid to do, it’s not a place to gossip and bully others just because you don’t like them. There is a BLOCK feature for a reason.
I’m not gonna say much else, as it has already been stated many times by other people who feel the same way as the rest of us who just wanna come on here and RP for fun. To those of you, I appreciate you and everything you bring to this place, even if we’ve never talked or interacted before.
To all of my friends I have made, you all know where you can find me. I will be on Discord with my League muses for you and anyone else who wishes to still interact with them. If that is the case, hit me up in my IMs and I will gladly add you as well as make a private server for us both to RP in. If not, well, it’s been a fun time.
The drabble will be under the cut, as I want to leave it an option for anyone to read if they wish, if not, then this is it.
Goodbye.
The Fallen Angel
Nothing could be done of the events that have unfolded, nor could anyone stop her from the end that would approach more rapidly than she had anticipated. One moment she had finally found a life worth smiling about, and then the next it all seemed to come crashing down all at once.
Blood soaked hair stuck to her paling face, her body aching at each motion she made in an attempt to get up, only to fall back onto the ground. Above her she stayed, golden wings of fire lighting the darkened sky as rain poured around the Angel’s broken and bloodied body. The hole in which her sister’s blade had struck her continued to ooze with blood as it soaked into her torn dress, dripping onto the ground below as the once green grass turned red.
Was this the final end of her? It would appear so, given the circumstances of her survival and with her sister watching from high above, Kayle would make sure no one went to aid her, to save the only protector who stayed. Who cared for those that others shunned away, who gave people hope when all was lost. She was their redeeming Angel, the mages Protector, their savior from the cruel world around them.
She did her best to save them all, but in the end, there was nothing anyone could do.
Blood spilled from her mouth as she coughed, as memories of her life flashed through her head. Her life before becoming an Aspect, how her father smiled as he doted upon both of the girls as one parent should. How she watched the dismay in his eyes when she picked up her blade, only for it all to crumble around her when he died, and Kayle fleeing to join their mother upon the mountains of Targon, leaving her to hide herself away and keep from those who seeked her out, only helping the worthy when she could.
She closed her eyes, if only for a moment as tears slowly rolled down her cheeks. She could feel her own life fleeting as her breathing seemed to become labored, feeling her heartbeats slowing. It took all strength she had left to keep her eyes open, but it was becoming a struggle. The more blood she lost, the more she found her life leaving her, disappearing into the next life.
She could have sworn she felt something brush against her, a hand or some other form of creature. She couldn’t look, her head unable to turn to see what exactly it was. Out of the corner of her eyes, however, she could see tufts of pink fur brush past her, large horns upon its head as she once more felt whatever it was brush against her hand. She couldn’t stop the small smile that appears on her lips as she did her best to brush cold fingertips against his fur. Almost instantly she could hear a small ‘bork’ through all of the rain, as Baby crouched near her as he watched his Mama pass away. It hurt, to see that she would be leaving behind her small companion she called her son. Who stood by her side and kept her company through the many years of her life before today.
She didn’t think he would be the one to outlive her in the end…
She couldn’t keep her eyes open, as she looked up at the sky as her son licked her hand slowly, Morgana found herself beginning to feel tired, her breathing becoming even slower as her eyes slowly closed. The moment she did, she could have swore she heard the sound of her father’s voice echoing within her mind, telling her it was finally time to leave. She didn’t want to, she wanted to stay and fight for the freedom of Demacia, for the freedom of Mages, for those she considered friends. To at least say goodbye one last time. But it was too late, and she could do nothing but wait for the inevitable.
She had a good life, whether one saw it that way or not did not matter to her. She got to enjoy as much as life as possible, watch as the world changed and grew with the times. She met some friends along the way, people she enjoyed to visit when she found the chance to. She wondered how they would find out about her death, and who would end up caring for her son, if they even bothered to come and look for him.
She sighed, unable to open her eyes as she was sure it was time to finally let herself go. Tears continued to roll down her cheeks as she kept a smile on her face, her life leaving her body as her hand would go limp, falling to the ground beside Baby, who simply let out a cry as he could tell his Mama was gone.
The Winged Protector, the Veiled One, the Fallen Angel, was gone.
// *moving a magic wand around* DIBBITY DUBBITY DIBS TO YOU~~ ♥ ♥ ♫!! *cookies appear & tons of hugs*
SEND ME A ‘DIBS’ IF YOU ARE RIDICULOUSLY ATTACHED TO ME AS AN RP PARTNER
//That is...a lot of cookies and way too many hugs oml.
Annie is a bean and a poro queen and she deserves all the love in the world. 500000000000/10 will ALWAYS recommend her to anyone looking for a Leblanc <3 <3 <3
SEND ME A ‘DIBS’ IF YOU ARE RIDICULOUSLY ATTACHED TO ME AS AN RP PARTNER
//Tyler you of all people know well that not ONLY are you attached to me I am HIGHLY attached to you because you give me the content I love and deserve <3 <3 <3 <3
you also feed me Talgana stuff and thats all I could ask for
