Danse Macabre;

Two Hundred and Thirteenth Position

2009-11-09T01:09:20Z

The anonymity was lifted after midnight. ...That was the first time it happened. I suppose a change could be good. ~~I predicted a plot twist.~~

Revealing curses yesterday as well. Was I right about the theme? Those affected couldn't hide their actions or inner thoughts of the moment. What would be next? Another of those curses we speak out our mind without thinking?

~~I want to tell my friends I am-~~

But enough of the City, I want to ask something maybe personal to some: What sort of fairy tales do you like the most? What is your favorite fable?

Two Hundred and Twelfth Position ]Anon[

2009-11-06T02:03:18Z

If you consider Tuesday curse, this one is less of a nuisance. Instead of stripping us of our privacy, we are fully unrecognizable. What is this month about? Falsehoods and truths? Identities? Hmpf. ~~As if I care.~~ I am just glad to know that we have left October behind.

Kaoru, Rosella, Doumeki, Jun. I--

...

What is that noise about? There had to be vandalism under the guise of anonymity.

]Private: Cursed[

I messed up badly and then I can only show my face during a curse that masks it. I have always allowed myself to be this pitiful, slinking into darkness at the slightest hurt.

For their sake, I can't- I miss them, but I can't be their friend. Not as long as I can be danger-

[bitter laugh of realization]

So this is how far I have fallen? I am self-fulfilling my fate of being a loveless raven princess by not allowing my friends of the City to love me and scold myself because I love them? What a fool. I am such fool. Drosselmeyer doesn't need to be around to make my life tragic. I am doing a better job just by myself without that meddling old man.

What could I do to fix what I have broken?

Two Hundred and Eleventh Position ]Video[

2009-10-08T03:44:24Z

Yes, I did it. I stole the hearts. Surprising, isn't it?

[It seems to be a dark spot in the underground, only light shining is red, red glow of hearts, sometimes they flicker and take the appearance of the people they belong. She's not looking at the camera, she doesn't want to show her face, full in grief and shame. Her arms are still shaking.]

I didn't realize I kept these with me when I left them to Princess Tutu. I thought I had returned them all. Their owners or friends could retrieve them, I will return them. I know what is to be without a heart, too.

[She pauses.]

Why did I do it? Maybe because I was cursed, no, because part of me always wanted to do it, but I can always stop myself. The curse just took away my choice and my control. Because I wanted my friends, all my friends, understand and be close to me. I would have returned their hearts after I made them understand. [She chokes here, because she knows what that implied: taint them as she has been tainted, as she had tainted Mytho.] Then surely, I deluded myself, they would come with me to Mytho's kingdom. We could soothe our pain together, we would fight the darkness better if we were many, instead of two.

~~Because without my Prince, I can't continue.~~

After the first hearts were taken, it was no longer about what Rue could have wanted, but what Princess Kraehe craved for. The hunger for hearts took over. That's why "I" kept thieving, out of control, targeting perfect strangers. They loved and "I" wanted that love for myself, I yearned for it.

I will only apologize to my friends and to Todd because I targeted him because he's a friend's friend, even if I'm not proud or innocent for the other crimes, because I don't feel guilty about the strangers attack. Do I feel bad for everything? I do. And, of course, you're all angered about this, so I am because I am sick and tired of being toyed this way. Go ahead, take your anger at me, I deserve it. I'm enraged too, at this City, at our writers and at myself for being so foolish and weak. You can hate me, who would blame you? I already hate myself.

But I don't want hearts. ~~I just want... to not lose the people I love again.~~

I hope none of them were hurt while they lacked a heart. You had no idea what I was going to do, at least none of them-

You have no idea how unforgivable it would have been.

...

I'm sorry.

(ooc; Assume this was posted about 9:00 PM the 7, my ISP was being SO STUPID. ANYWAY, plot's over, you can assume Rue returned the hearts to the characters or log it /but I'll be slow because I still need to catch up the other log. The last heart will be returned the 8th as agreed with the mun, Rue will be cursed with the firestarter, so she'll have to control her temper. Rue had been hiding after the curse, only going to see Kaoru to return his heart, then hide/angst some moar because she was still overwhelmed with the raven's blood for a while).

Two Hundred and Tenth Position ]Video (Accidental) + AP[

2009-10-04T21:55:44Z

~~Without you, I'm like this, Prince. Like an agonizing bird.~~

[After the curse that forced her to face her loss, Rue had caged herself, unwilling to leave the stage as she danced. To convey her sorrow with the grace of her moves. To end again and again as the Dying Swan. Arms folded, on tiptoe, she dreamily and very slowly circled the stage. With gliding motions of the hands, she returned to the background from where she emerged, until she struggled to strive toward the horizon, with extended arms that resembled wings.

Gradually, she sank into the earth below, to the wood stage as she relaxed while her arms waved faintly as if she had been hurt. Rue was about to proceeded to the faltering and irregular pas de bourrée to the edge of the stage, to the final bowing as she collapsed with her left knee and, transfixed by a pain that eclipsed her soul, died. That was the rehearsal. Her head rose, ruby eyes opening abruptly.

What was she doing? Mn. Why suffer and question yourself like this? Choose between her Prince or her friends? She could have them all if she wanted to. She straightened on her feet and reached forward the communicator. Turning it off, her curvy smile kept concealed by the strands of her dark hair.]

~~I will take what I want to have. I am not a Princess? This is my right.~~

(ooc; Plot details Assume this was just after midnight, orz /o/ People who want to comment log, assume you're on the streets, or comment here, for Rue to find your character :) bed! pick up logs in the morning /o ).

Two Hundred and Ninth Position ]Audio[

2009-10-03T03:18:44Z

If you consider yourself unlucky in love. Think again. It is pleasant to know that after everything you went through for the man you love, he returns your feelings, off we ride into our happy ever after in his kingdom. What a better ending than becoming Mytho's Princess? Then this City tears me from his arms, cages me away from him.

This City brings him from the past, heartless, and staring me with a blank look in his eyes as he repeats he loves me because I told him to. He leaves and my heart aches at his absence, even though it hurt worse to see him as a puppet directed by my strings.

There's the best part to come, indeed the plot thickens and how. My Prince returns to me, with his full heart and his love, he proposes and we marry because I would never deny him, then he leaves me months after that. He leaves and returns without memory of being here to propose marriage again, to celebrate another wedding, to depart in the same manner.

[Her voice turns sharper in her bitterness, she laughs to choke up the sobs.]

I lost the two wedding bands, the two engagement rings and the reminder how this place taunts and baits me with a happily ever after that won't come: how it rewinds and repeats again in a cycle that only fills me with an uncontrollable pain and anger. Maybe I do deserve it because someone like me couldn't have been the Prince's true love. It's just like my "Father" said, I was simply not born to love and be loved by anyone; I thought I had challenged that Fate.

Love hurts the most when your heart is tainted like mine, even joy and happiness are shadowed by despair. Hmpf. I loathe this month and this curse. I want to come back, but I don't want to leave my friends. Why I can't have both?

FML.

Two Hundred and Eighth Position ]Audio[

2009-09-29T20:11:57Z

Is there somewhere else I can buy ice-cream? Hmpf. When I tried to purchase a scoop from those rude vendors in the Square, they asked me the most ridiculous prices. "The price we charge you for one is to eat ice-cream". I don't know if my sense of humor is lacking.

And another asked me a price I wouldn't pay even for this nuisance craving. This must be my "welcome back" curse.

~~Forget about my Prince for one day! Hah! I'll have the ice-cream and Mytho. They ignore that what I want, I take, by force if I must.~~

Two Hundred and Seventh Position ]Accidental Video[

2009-09-26T02:58:16Z

What...? [The video shows a dark landscape, the shadows of the trees vanish when illuminated with the starlight. Rue pauses, picking up the skirts of her white princess gown that makes a contraption to wear in a desolate wilderness. Her red eyes become frightened with every passing minute, hand closing over her chest.]

This isn't funny, Prince. Prince! You may come out, the joke is over! ~~Did the blood...again?~~

[She shouts and demands, ignoring the growing suspicion she's no longer in the Kingdom. She puts her hands on her hips and stands proudly and on the tip of her light golden slippers.]

Hmpf. Who put a mountain in the middle royal forest? Your witchcraft is merely a nuisance. A true Princess isn't afraid of witches. You-

[The ticking.]

Y-You.

[Her eyes widen, lowering her face. The ticking meant only one thing.]

City?

(ooc; Audio/video/Action is ok /o/! Also this was before the curse? XD; And bedtiemz <3)

Two Hundred and Sixth Position

2009-08-14T02:26:23Z

Just how much of that nuisance we should endure? Hmpf. I want every single mark, tracing or sticky paper put onto the furniture, walls, windows or doors from the Opera Abandoned removed by tomorrow. Scrub them for hours, I couldn't care less how long it takes you, but I want them out of my sight by the time of my morning ballet practice.

I should have spoken before about the curse before that one, it made me remember a story, about red shoes. A girl that stops being obedient and prides herself from her beauty and dancing is punished by making her art her curse until she's humiliated by her shortcomings. Her prize? To die. Beware of the dancing, red shoes. That story disturbs me. Is that supposed to be a happy ending? Nobody warns about the black shoes. The shoes of thorns and obedience that makes you fearful and eat away your self-esteem until there is nothing left but a cowering pitiful shadow of yourself. Those are more dangerous. Never dance with black shoes.

...Mn... Not everything is irritating this time and keeping in the story vein... I'm slightly proud that you outwitted Snow White and didn't eat my apples that day. ~~What if you did? Why some of you were about to take my offer? I would have messed everything again!~~

]Fakir and Ahiru[

Have you seen him again? Drosselmeyer? ~~You are spending so much time without me. I am supposed to be happy for them.~~

]Private[

Another friend has deserted me. But I tell myself that Kaoru is happier with his brother.

When would be our turn, Prince? The truth is that I don't want to face you without... my rings... What a bad Princess I can be, enduring curses that make me want to curse my friends with our taint, Mytho. I am nothing but shameful.

Two Hundred and Fifth Position

2009-08-05T02:01:59Z

Wasn't today one feverish summer day? Mn~ To all my dear friends from Opera Abandoned and those who stay outside, I brought something that would alleviate the heat:

Most assuredly fresh and delicious from the market. Eat freely~ ~~Tutu~~ Ahiru and ~~useless knight~~ Fakir, specially you two, you have practiced so much this morning. You can take as much as you want. They are my treat.

]Nekozawa[

Do you truly worship the darkness? Because the darkness demands her tribute and has little patience. If you don't as I say, you will be out of favor. Rejected by light and darkness, what would you do?

]Private[

I'll make those two pay for their lies, Father. Herr Drosselmeyer should enjoy this tragedy from the audience's seat.

And those missing rings? They are probably Tutu's fault! She won't steal my Prince away. Go ahead, silly Princess, take a bite on my apple and let the darkness descend unto you.

(ooc; Rue doesn't really hate Nekozawa, she finds him annoying, so she sees him as ally/minion instead of friend. Don't eat the apples! Rue bathed them on her blood and cursed them so nobody would notice the funny flavor. Unless you want your character to be tainted and she feel omg guilt forever...Don't).

Two Hundred and Fourth Position ]Accidental Voice Post/Action log for Opera Abandoned people[

2009-07-22T00:29:00Z

[Rue had taken a minute from her practice after a sleepless night, sitting and listening to Camille Saint-Saëns' Danse Macabre as she closes her eyes, only for a moment, at one of the Opera Abandoned spacious studios.]

Black feathers...

[She murmurs as she recoils from her seat]

Ahiru? Fakir... Don't be useless laying just there. ~~No, this isn't happening. This isn't happening.~~

My... [shallow breaths] Prince? My Prince! T-There's a hole in your chest. What did yo- [horrified gasp]~~My hands!~~ What did I do?! I... Father, no, I'm not a raven, you aren't my Father. You are a LIAR!

[Her breaths steadies after she wakes, agitated, black feathers swirling around her pale face. She straightens, unamused, turning off the music]

This nuisance. Hmpf. I hate these curses and this City. Won't those writers think themselves clever for this trite torture? ~~Stop shaking. Don't give them that pleasure.~~ One cannot relax for a single minute.

Two Hundred and Third Position ]Voice Post[

2009-07-03T02:40:34Z

Hmpf. Let's not talk about it. Ahiru has spoken enough on behalf of everyone else. She speaks so much in such little span of time. ~~And I can't remember what happened.~~

What else can we do? Ladies. I must go shopping for new leotards. I don't know what I did with all my dancing clothing ~~and my engagement and wedding rings... Where did I place them!~~, thus I need a new one. Rosella? Ahiru? Miss Akiha? Hiyori? Miss Kara?

I would appreciate your advice too, Kaoru. You have a respectable eye for good feminine fashion.

]Ahiru + Fakir[

What can we do? Wait again, Fakir? He'll take us down one by one! If you won't write, teach me how to do it. One of us needs to end this satire. Hmpf. I will show him a tragic ending.

~~I lost my rings. He deserves nothing but eternal torment.~~

]Private[

I'm scared, Prince. I can't fight this without you. He ate my heart while he took away my memories and my rings. The rings you gave me as proof of our love. Without them, I feel naked and vulnerable. It hurts, Mytho. I only want to dance with you again.

I won't let that insane old bat ruin our happily ever after. Nothing will stand between us, because I... I will make sure the obstacle meets a messy end.

(ooc; Still thinks Dross was behind it NOTHING will convince her otherwise, despite the evidence ~~Dross' covering up to her~~. ALL private entries are public. Ditto with strikeouts. Also, consider this placeholder for four wall this Saturday too :D)

Two Hundred and Second Position ]Voice Post[

2009-06-23T03:26:16Z

Father wasn't a liar this time. How clever of him to make me lower my guard like that. It feels different to have your heart devoured from losing it. It still hurts... Mn~ That doesn't really matter anymore.

Ahiru. Take my leotards and tutus. They are yours. You are almost my size. I don't care about dancing.

(ooc; Shugu Chara! plot victim, timely to be confused).

Two Hundred and First Position ]Voice Post[

2009-06-12T01:52:44Z

Although Rosella spoke of marionettes and puppeteers, as tempting that allegory is, I wouldn't say it fits. In my opinion, characters in a story describes better what happened during the past ~~supposed~~ curses. Ink is subtler than strings attached to your limbs; we can always glimpse the threads glimmering at the light, we can see them and struggle against them, but what of something written in a book somewhere? Words that control our actions and feelings? How do we know to distinguish our reality from fiction? How do we know we are not following a plot from somebody's creation?

Hmpf and even if it's so awful to feel that way, some people prefer to consider Fate a natural part of their lives. I would never want to be one of them ~~again~~.

But what has changed? Against the stereotype, I know not all witches are wicked, but it felt extraordinary cathartic to boot them out my home last week. They dared to claim to be my ballet tutors. What an outrage! I apologize for the unpleasant smell during that evening, I was... sincerely acting against my sensibilities, using a very barbaric artifact. I don't remember its name. May someone tell me? ~~Maybe I should acquire it, heavy as that was, it was very helpful.~~ I took a photograph before midnight:

]Scan[

]Fakir + Ahiru [

Is he here? Past days... They say it's a curse but after Monday, I don't believe it. I can't dismiss this feeling so easily. You believe me, don't you? You know something is wrong.

~~Prince, where are you? I am scared without you.~~

Two Hundredth Position ]Voice Post[

2009-06-07T00:08:36Z

Edited: ]You better stay away from my friends and family! I am sure you thought yourself very clever to injure someone who has their back turned at you. Although my brother is a moron to give you the benefit of honor.[ ~~If he would have taken up my offer to help him.~~

Frilly domestic clothes, Fakir? I'd thought you liked ducks be... [soft whistling snore] Honestly, where does that noise come from? I heard it last night too. Hmpf. I had seen green things crawling out from the underground trains and some suspicious lights in the sky today. What a nuisance. The City is louder than usual, at least this is not another invasion. The stewards were not an improvement from our puppeteer "deities".

I will let anyone know that as one of the judges of the swing contest, and unlike Blue, I have an eye sensitive for aesthetic care in dancing couples. So, be sure to-[This track begins to play.] What is it now?

]Private to Ahiru[

Ahiru, do you know anything about... witches?

(ooc; Turns up Suspiria is a B-movie to some. The Opera Abandoned is moar sinister today. She's doing the dumb cursedthing and wandering in the dark places ._.

Deleted provocation after chat with Fakir).

One-Hundred and Ninety-Ninth Position

2009-05-18T03:49:31Z

As Fakir promised, he didn't make such an useless Prince in this performance. Hmpf. I hope those who attended to this show were less disappointed by the lack of professionalism of the titular couple. ~~If my Prince and I were here, we would have replaced those amateurs on spot!~~

As Miss Yuuki informed, Autor's portrait has appeared the Hall of the Missing. I saw it when I took Shin the other day. His friend, Goh, is also gone from the City. Doumeki, did you know? I know you and him were close friends.

~~Why I'm still here? Why? Everybody is leaving! What if I am left alone again? What if Ahiru and Fakir come back and I remain miserable on my own! I don't want to be alone!~~

Rosella spoke of a dancing contest that has caught my interest. Mn. There is so little that does these days.

(ooc; Bed!).

One-Hundred and Ninety-Eighth Position ]Voice Post[

2009-05-09T22:51:06Z

They are here... At least that dog is prowling around, begging for lemon cakes. Lemon cakes! The Earl's suspicions must be right...they have returned. What do they want this time? They demanded blood tributes and great sacrifice two years ago, holding our worlds as hostages. How could I forget the pain they put us all through, even our brave patron deities went in hiding and volunteered us as lambs for the slaughter.

Hah! [Long bitter laugh] How couldn't I notice? I am becoming as distracted as Ahiru. How clever you must all be. This is an anniversary? Would they demand the same every two years? Is this a ritual? Why they remain silent! What do you want from us? Speak!

Why can't they leave us alone? Isn't being trapped in a satire like this enough punishment? ~~Prince...~~

(ooc; Brb Birthday Dinner out :) ).

One-Hundred and Ninety-Seventh Position ]Accidental Voice Post[

2009-05-08T02:23:51Z

heard something... Red hair? [Huffing] What a nuisance. Is Ahiru shedding instead of molting? [Rustle of her feet on the floor, a quick surprised gasp.] What is this? Who-What is that?!

[Her pace has picked up, trying to rush out of there. As the hair wraps around her ankle, she loses her step and falls in a bump.]

AAAAAAAAAAAAiiiiigggg

[Her frantic scream is muffled by the strands closing in her neck.]

~~Get off! Get off!~~

...AahNgnnn...

[Suddenly static and silence.]

(ooc; Rue will be transporting herself in a ~~futile~~ attempt to get the rid of this hairy situation. Autor and lemon cakes to the rescue. ;P Voice for others, assume happened after).

One-Hundred and Ninety-Sixth Position

2009-04-23T00:05:25Z

Hmpf... Wasn't that a clever curse? ~~Ahiru's dream made me feel homesick.~~ Rosella's world is charming. I like her imagination as well. Dragons are unnecessary beasts to have in one's lands. ~~Princess-eating pests.~~

Our Carabosse has left the City with this, once more ~~unsurprisingly~~, forces us to push the date forward for the opening night of Sleeping Beauty. Would anyone be interested to play the role of the wicked fairy? That's a very simple part that doesn't require the grace of a trained ballerina. The witch jumps and moves around in an over-the-top manner. Anyone can do this role.. Our former Carabosse was male.

It's raining again. Great. Don't take the rain lightly because past times it proved to be more than a simple nuisance. The memory of the non-stop three days Flood with sea monsters in the past years is still fresh. That creature, the Kraken, was a problem.

One-Hundred and Ninety-Fifth Position

2009-04-03T02:02:26Z

They appear here for a day, overwhelm us and expect us to pick the pieces when they depart. Hmpf. We dance for their amusement, don't we? The performance doesn't appeal me anymore, I'm glad I stayed in my room until it was over. I didn't want to stand their insanity or to see people who would just leave alone in a few hours.

~~If my Prince had been among them, how could I stand the heartache?~~

You are a better person than myself, Ahiru, to humor your friends during your birthday. We can celebrate it together, Fakir and I, you don't need anybody else but us.

]Present delivered to Ahiru[

Ahiru~

Seventeen years already, a full-bloomed young woman should discard stuffed toys and cheap childhood reminders. You are an adult already, for this I give you a present that will suit your age:

Mn~ Yellow is one of your favorite colors, isn't it?

One-Hundred and Ninety-Fourth Position

2009-03-24T21:29:33Z

Mn~ Fakir~ The City has been so generous to supply me with the missing moments of your life, my uselessly shy brother. You haven't told me half of this happened, neither did you, Ahiru. I'm disappointed. Look what I found this morning:

There are better ways to declare yourself to a lady. Must your sister teach you basic manners?

How sweet of you to share a moment together. The next pair I admit are not as tender.

Harsh critics? I wonder what was going on there.

This better have an explanation! Hmpf. Why did you slap my Prince like that? If you left a bruise on him, I won't be happy. Let's hope for the good of your reputation that your answer is a good one, or I would post a picture where you compromise Ahiru's possibilities of marriage. Go on, Fakir, deny your feelings after you went so far with her.

A warning notice to all the poor artists who decided to adorn our majestic Opera Abandoned with their eyesore messages. Dare to do it again and I will find you and make you paint it exactly as it was using your tongues as brushes. ~~Fakir could make himself useful for a chance in writing this.~~ Hmpf. There is a lack of respect in this City when the medium citizen behaves like an uncultured savage.

Why did I care to vote? It makes no difference-- all promises were empty. This place is a satire, a mockery of our lives where we can't control our own fates. We are still here and the people who murdered them were never punished for their crimes. They were too afraid to face them. ~~I was scared to against that angel.~~

What if I'm next?

(ooc; the link is OOC. SHOWER BRB).

One-Hundred and Ninety-ThirdPosition

2009-03-06T23:30:28Z

Mn, well, I must say that was a revealing curse, but for once I'm glad I was affected by that nuisance. The little girl lost was too played out; I wish I could have kept my memories. Hmpff.

All of those who talked to "Sara"? Thank you.

No sense to dwelling further into it, isn't it? I expected my two slothful colleagues to finish their Sleeping Beauty a month ago, but they are finally progressing.

[Since the curse ended, Rue had been locked up, buried under the blankets of her bed in sheer horror about the life she had been leading. A happy, loving life without her Prince. A life without the stigma of the Raven's blood coursing inside her veins and where she had a family that loved her: pure, unselfish love she could return without feeling her chest constrain in a painful fashion.

A life that wasn't really hers, but it helped her to realize. These people are here for you.

It was an odd thought, almost heretical to her view that Rue couldn't exist without Mytho and all that was left was Kraehe. But the feeling sank in during all day she had spent thinking and staring at the exquisite painted ceiling of her quarters: They had helped Sara, because they thought that was Rue, their friend. I want to be Rue. If wasn't for her Prince, for everyone who loved her and she loved back. I am Rue.

The black feathers faded, her tears dried and her hair went loose passed her shoulders. She felt at peace with herself. She had glanced at Mytho's empty pillow, strode to give it a kiss and mouth a promise she would wait for his return, but right now she wanted to love other people as well.

With her head clear, Rue dressed in her maroon tutu, picked up her hair and headed right into the stage. After a month of half-heartened practice, she was finally dancing again: from the basics to leaps and arabesques. She returned to her old routine.]

One-Hundred and Ninety-Second Position ]Accidental Voice Post[

2009-03-06T01:03:25Z

--they are jealous and can't accept my-

...what? Autor? Where are you? We're a little old for hide-and-seek games and Professor Penguin will be mad if we're late to the class. Aren't you clever for hiding so well?

[nervous. The sound of water is heard.]

This doesn't look... Impossible! This isn't Kinkan!

(ooc; What if Rue hadn't been kidnapped by the ravens?
- She was ~~pampered~~ ~~sheltered~~ raised and had a normal childhood, a brother and loving parents.
- She became more interested in the musical class than ballet.
- She is attracted to Mytho, doesn't worship him like other girls, but isn't Lurrrrve yet.
- She's Autor's classmate and friend.
- NO Raven's blood, no Kraehe, still a bit conceited because she's the best in the choir.
- Her eyes are less red, more brown and her name is Sara.
- She's younger than City!Rue, she's 14 years old.

Comment log if you're at the Square, otherwise voice :) )

One-Hundred and Nighty-First Position

2009-02-14T22:40:22Z

What a stupid day to celebrate and it's graced by a curse. Hmpf. Typical City nuisance to play with our affections and change them to the most ridiculous whims. Mn~ Thinking over it again, at least I'm not the only one who had the date of love ruined this year.

Ahiru, come here, I need to see your Sleeping Beauty routine. I expect you to not be cursed, Fakir, because you must come as well.

As for the other eager lovers of the Opera Abandoned, keep your hands off each other for today. You'll thank me tomorrow.

]Private[

How innocent of me~ Innocent and foolish. I thought my Prince would return before Valentines and that we would spend together this day like we did a year ago.

He's gone, I've accepted it, and I'm alone until I leave to be at his side. Even if this means I'd sacrifice the people I cherish as friends and family. My place is at my husband's side as his Princess.

One-Hundred and Ninetieth Position [Accidental Voice Post]

2009-02-02T03:48:43Z

They say ignorance is bliss, that what you are better to be kept in the dark from the things that hurt. Maybe there’s some shred of wisdom in that philosophy, perhaps if she had never remembered, she wouldn’t feel her heart suffocated in pain. She wouldn’t remember that the dark she had been kept on (by her so-called friends, she laughs bitterly), is as lonely as ever.

Mytho… No… How could I forget?!

When she has no strength to go on, Rue collapses to her knees, covering her shameful face between her hands. Her cheeks are moist with the falling tears she has been shedding since midnight. Her pulse is rapid and thunders her ears, but the cruel metronome still ticks, reminding her of her loneliness.

Her Prince, her husband, her everything. He’s has been gone for almost a month and she has forgotten his departure, she has laughed and indulged with her other loved ones. She has even unable to recall they had wedded. Is my love so pathetic? Is my heart so easily toyed with?! She experiences a pang of immensurable pain deep in her chest that begins to spread speedily, it shuts down her senses one by one and soon the world is painted black. During the change, she lets go a scream, thorns cut her clothing, tattering and forging as her new wardrobe, her mental anguish materializing into the black feathers of ravens. The birds cawed and unfurl their wings as Kraehe stirs, watching the surroundings of the inner gardens of the Opera Abandoned with renewed hatred.

They. They have to pay for this!

“DEITIES!” she snarls, eyes still welled up with bitter tears, “That was--”

UNFORGIVABLE!! You will pay for this dearly!

(ooc; Comment log for Ahiru or/and Fakir. ~~They'll need to stop her before she does something stupid.~~ Journal for others, assume after their AP XD).

One-Hundred and Eighty-Ninth Position

2009-01-30T01:02:58Z

Hmpf. There are still savages barbarians in the City crowd. I hope I don't mind any damage to my clothes once I finish to wash them. Ack. Why did you have to sweat so much? Just because you were wearing my tutu doesn't make you a prima donna, I take you looked silly when you practiced ballet inside it.

There's so much fuss about men wearing female clothing but not so much about us getting male garbs? The Earl said the former case is far worse, though I don't think there should be a difference colored by his masculine perspective. Girls who appreciate their maidenly charms aren't thrilled to get sweaty and filthy manly tatters.

At least I successfully avoided my Prince yesterday. He couldn't see me like that. I'm clean and properly dressed now, Mytho, you can come out. We have to practice the basics together.

(ooc; Never bothered with those tributes. She forgot Mytho is gone. OSNAP. Link IC).