buckynats (
buckynats) wrote in
bakerstreet2024-03-07 06:24 am
Baby, you’re perfect

find the word.
+ top level with your person. prefs/canon info/etc.+ other people will reply with the first word that comes to their character's mind to describe yours. it could be about their appearance (consider this an 'are they beautiful?' meme if you wanna), their personality, or the mystique that may or may not surround (they're...interesting). break out the thesaurus.
+ your person reacts.
+ thread.

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Whythehells that? I'm no cross-name-dressing fairytales lover!!
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You two possessed a similar... wounded kindness.
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That's a pretty wide brush for similarities you're painting us with. I haven't been kind in a long, looooong time now.
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She bestowed her new name and purpose. ]
Neither has she— She is to be the cruelest fairy of all. [ Just as her mother told her to be. ]
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[Things like that are easily said. To have it lived, though... ]
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Until my kingdom stabilizes, being cruel is the best.
[ Once it happens, her role will change. She chose her as her daughter to defy her fate. ]
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['Cruel is the best'? What a hoard of bullshit! She's signed her own and her cherished daughter's death warrants and she doesn't even know it! Wow, that's just magnificient!!]
I know you're not going to believe me again, but. Man! Manmanmanmaaaaan, not that's a show I gotta see! Your breakdown's gonna be such a feast!
if he knew lol, lb6 is such a trainwreck
[ Morgan says coldly, her voice and face as a stone. It is the best course of action as long as Tristan gains awareness she also needs some restrain. Kindness doesn't exist nor fare well in that world. Beheaded, burned, drowned, hanged, there was little the fairies hadn't done to Morgan when she was playing the role of Savior in the past.
Once the world stabilizes and the sinners are finally reborn without their stains, the situation will be different. Morgan is counting on that. ]
You are very confident in thinking I am capable of a 'breakdown.'
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[He waves her words away like a silly butterfly. He has seen and heard those kind of plays over and over by now.]
Let's just say that I've got some experience. You're not the first big leader I'm having this kinda talk with, after all.
[Had it been the Inka or Ancient Rome? Or maybe somebody from Britain, somewhere between when the Vikings and French got there? Ehh, hell, who cares!]
Icebergs are hella fragile, jussst as a friendly warning. You may sink ships, but just one touch at the wrong spot and it's all down like shaved ice!
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[ Her voice is neutral. Even if most of her feelings are exhausted, her determination flares to expand and stabilize her crafted kingdom after she united those belligerent clans under her throne.
A piece of her heart still longs to the more carefree past when she traveled as Aesc. It's small but still there, aching when she sits each court session to listen to the pompous pretense of those lords and ladies that play well-mannered to hide their monstrous nature. ]
Tristan will need to wield cruelty with fine precision as my heir. That is the only language that keeps those faeries in line.
[ For now.
Her cold voice drips with disdain and scorn. Morgan really hates most of her subjects despite how much she loves the kingdom she has made; it is not because of the citizens. ]
Don't think I do not know Proper Human History's kings, although they never lived in my world. I am aware of all that. It is simply impossible to compare humans with these faeries.
[ She leaves it like that with a dismissal sigh. She isn't ungrateful for the warning. Nevertheless—
She tried everything else before it came to this. They left her no other choice. No, the moment they poisoned the just king who could have ruled them before their world ended, she could no longer forgive them. ]
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Egypt is over 4000 years old, you know?
[Which is only tangentially relevant and chronologically not even right, but who cares! She started it!
He keeps watching her while he waits for her to settle down and consider his bitter words and the feelings they nudged. It's not much because she has such control on them, but he can feel the darkness squirm even inside of somebody as pristinely frozen as her.
When he finally speaks up again, his tone is calm and conversational.]
You know, you just prided yourself on being a near-eternal ruler and talked about your heir in nearly the same breath.
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[ She'll argue he started it and she finishes it. The vision of a country changes from one monarch to another and from one dynasty to another. Some lived to old age, but plenty were assassinated and deposed through conquest or intrigue. Have all of those rulers been cruel? She does not voice the question. She let it bitterly stretch with her silence.
He would know the answer without her saying it. ]
Is that a problem? [ She challenges with a soft voice. Morgan may be a tyrant, but she rarely raises her voice. It flows like the pouring rain. ] The heir's existence means stability, and it avoids usurpers claiming that title for themselves.
[ It is a reasonable point. A means to an end to disqualify the new Avalon le Fae when she emerges with her old purpose. But that is an excuse—
She didn't plan this when she claimed that girl as her daughter.
The queen of winter cares nothing but the kingdom, so has made it clear to her Court. The lives of faeries are meaningless to her, and she will not save or condemn them. With that conviction, she ruled with an iron fist and managed to create a stable and prosperous kingdom from what used to be a perpetually war-torn land. Yet she has a fatal weakness most are unaware it exists. Her love for a misfortunate fairy whose purpose is to be torn apart and killed as a cruel "sacrifice." Baobath Sith. The name and past she sealed when she turned that child into Princess Tristan.
Between her ambition and her foster daughter, the latter wins more in her heart. ]
[ ooc: Tristan/B. Sith is one of the world-ending calamities as the core of Cernunnos' corpse. ]