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Institute of the Unique, Talented, and Magical RP
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𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟
My current RP work:
"Explain, now."
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𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟
My current RP work:
-Zenitsu Agatsuma, Demon Slayer
“The trees can’t be harmed if the Lorax is armed”
“You touch my trees, I will break your knees”
-The Lorax, 2023
“I see now that one's birth is irrelevant. It's what you do that determines who you are.”
-Mewtwo, 1998
Athena wandered in with perfect timing. She'd been searching for her friends' dorms, but had gotten lost along the way. Which, in itself, was quite unlike her.
Think. Breathe. You have a brain, use it.
"Hello... Am I... Disturbing something?"
Still pathetic. But maybe just a teeny bit better.
Let me tell you a secret,
The real monsters don't look like monsters~
The option was honestly appealing. But her drive for the truth was all consuming. If she could solve problems, who was she?
Kendo was obviously correct about Atticus's copy powers. The only question about that is whether or not they were a recent development. If Att had been sitting in the powers for seven years, why hadn't he used them earlier? It was an interesting conundrum.
"Atticus. Why can't you just explain what the hell you're doing? You'll likely earn a few allies from it anyway-"
And then the princess spoke. So innocently.
"Hello... Am I... Disturbing something?"
Jack blinked once. "Well princess, you've just stepped into a potential minefield. Nothing you're not used to already."
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𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟
My current RP work:
And yeah, Terry can come with you, I guess…”
-Zenitsu Agatsuma, Demon Slayer
“The trees can’t be harmed if the Lorax is armed”
“You touch my trees, I will break your knees”
-The Lorax, 2023
“I see now that one's birth is irrelevant. It's what you do that determines who you are.”
-Mewtwo, 1998
He didn't have much against the princess, as he never did anything against him, but hearing her innocent, unassuming voice, made him scrunch his eyebrows together.
Someone who was born with luxury, care and respect...
Ayran thought, 'How enviable.'
He was born in the depths of the streets, with rags and dirt. He stole for food, fought for survival, never had a day of rest. From the moment he was born, the moment his birth parents thought that they didn't want him. He lost his place in the society.
From birth, he was at the bottom pit of the pyramid.
To be born with luxury, extensive care, and respect was something always out of his reach. But now that he met someone who was born with such, he just can help but feel envy in the corner of his mind.
Magius then teleports back to her dorm, and goes to sleep
-Zenitsu Agatsuma, Demon Slayer
“The trees can’t be harmed if the Lorax is armed”
“You touch my trees, I will break your knees”
-The Lorax, 2023
“I see now that one's birth is irrelevant. It's what you do that determines who you are.”
-Mewtwo, 1998
"I'd love to give you all a full commentary. But there doesn't seem to be time for that. I'll leave if you wish. Just say the word." An old regret, guilt, slight anger rose up. She couldn't help them. They didn't want her help. Not in this form. They would never accept her as one of them. Never let her into the community. Never think of her as normal. She would forever remain The Princess. The untouchable, perfect, goddess. Their future queen. Whether they admitted it or not, deep down, that was who she was to them. She didn't need to be a telepath to know.
But then what was the point of being the princess? If she couldn't help people with the power she held. If she couldn't be the one to provide even just the basic nececities of life?
She was giving away more than she could afford. Making nearly impossible promises. She might be able to keep up her act again, but just barely. To those trained and watchful, it was quite obvious her temporary logic was slipping, to be replaced by emotions. Emotions so strong they were memories in themselves. The trial. The pranks. The gifts. Running. Him. No, don't think about him. He's gone. He's not coming back. You're on your own.
Let me tell you a secret,
The real monsters don't look like monsters~
"Princess," there was no respect or disrespect meant by the term. "By all means you can stay. It's your decision. But I gurantee that some of the rant that Att is going to get in a few minutes will go over your head. The prior context complicates things. And with us, it's seven years of prior context. Like I said, you've stepped into a potential minefield."
She made no comment on Athena's earlier words. Jack knew that the princess's life wasn't as easy as her companions thought. She had been to the royal court, she had served some of it's members. But the logical side of her facepalmed. There was better empirical evidence to make the point than heavy jewelry and itchy dresses. Jack made a mental note to add debate and oration to her mentee's curriculum.
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𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟
My current RP work:
Let me tell you a secret,
The real monsters don't look like monsters~
"Suit yourself, princess. Not sure why you want to hang around with a bunch of idiotic eighth years like us. I made that mistake and half my friends all graduated, leaving me behind." She spoke slowly, annunciating each word carefully. Her eyes never left Atticus, suspicion in her gaze.
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𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟
My current RP work:
Let me tell you a secret,
The real monsters don't look like monsters~