tadabug2000 3514 Popular Post Share Posted September 21, 2023 Via Weiss was a rambunctious young woman. Most people would describe her as loud and military-minded. She was four. A tournament beneath the tavern was raging on, and she jumped at the opportunity to go in fighting. Partially blind and partially deaf, no one likely expected much of the young girl. She swung, fighting against a kid twice her age and lost. Her glasses lay broken against the ground, and she grinned. It was exhilarating. --- She strode through the streets of Haense, ponytail swinging wildly about herself. Via, all of five, met a blonde boy by the name of Michael. He annoyed her immensely, poked fun at her and challenged her. And so she’d meet him in every challenge. A game of Ludo. A game of athletics. Sparring. Racing. She wouldn’t admit it, but he was her first friend. --- Some time had passed. Kids were being attacked in the streets of Karosgrad. Friends had died and were continuing to die. Desperation began to fill the girl, all of six years old. She would plea for the adults to listen, to do something but it fell on deaf ears. So Via took it upon herself to keep her and her friends alive. Riots came through the docks, screaming and fighting. She dragged friends out, only to go back in to save others. Children were tortured by the Duke, so it was rumored. Another child died from the spook running rampant. A raid at Reinmar. She rode in, oh so young and with a broken arm to boot. She’d killed her first men that day and felt their blood stain her hands. --- Her legs were shattered. She crawled along the ground, blind without her glasses. Noone was there to hear her cries. By some small miracle, she had dragged herself into the confines of Fort-Fort and eventually, Brendell and Michael found her. She was broken, shuddering and unable to move. And so the boys carried her home and to her family keep. She was late to a dinner, the dinner guests, though, would change her life as she knew it. Shamans. He healed her with loud, foreign words that terrified the young girl of six. And he unknowingly healed more than simply physical injury. She could see. She could hear. --- Some years have passed. The maypole festival came forth. Via was all of thirteen, donned in her cadets uniform with the widest of grins. The music began and she grasped at the maypole ribbon, following after her dear friend Brendell and promptly tripped on her face in the first round. She watched then, as Brendell made it to the finals. He loped about the maypole like a gazelle. And afterwards? He cut the ribbon, after checking no one was watching, giving one to her. She wore it always since. --- Her love for Brendell was all consuming, and yet, he is dead. He’d left for his trials, and has been gone months longer than expected. She couldn’t bring herself to remove the ribbon. Via wouldn’t speak with anyone for ages. Afterall, she and Brendell have confessed to each other ages ago, dating in secret for years now. She would just never get married. That grief turned to anger, though, as he arrived home - months later. She yelled at him, shook him by his shirt and past her tears, kissed him. Their first kiss was had in anger and desperation. --- Their shields kept close to one another, marching along to the beat of a magical ear cuff only those close enough could hear. Weapons clashed, screams and blood were spilt, and the Mori were fought. And they would go home, to a secret house they owned and of which they only knew of themselves, to share in their trauma and their grief. They clung desperately, distraught and broken, and seeking solace. --- She cranked the jukebox up, hips sashaying as she grasped at Brendells hands and they danced. They danced and sang, swinging out about their little living room - “Ra ra Rasputin!” And so they swung about, in front of the poor kidnapped Turtle with a thousand yard stare. Laughter erupted from them both, enjoying the rare moment of privacy and their moment overall. --- They sat on the roof, legs swaying back and forth as they looked out over the city. It was when they turned to each other, that laughter came. Both held a belt, of twine and ivy alike. Without meaning to, they proposed at the same time. They were soon married. Soon after, their first child came and they had a long conversation. They only want one child. It will allow them to better focus on their work, and to still have their own lives. One, alas, became four. Though each were loved dearly. --- Trumpets and a choir heralded the doom of the day. This wasn’t their first fight, that was for certain. Snow and ice pelted over the city, the cries of the people coming all around them. All of their children, all but one, had made it into the palace as the people were evacuated. They’d gone back out to find Lauritz, and had gotten separated in the chaos. Via found her only son, and ushered him back to the palace, before having headed back out for her husband. She squinted past the flailing wind and snow, barely seeing a shock of red hair and so she quickened her pace further. Her hand extended out, only inches away as she grasped for her beloved husband, his hand so close to her own. “Der stachel..” Those were Via Colborns last words, mere inches away from the man she could not bear to be without. Spoiler I didn’t plan on writing a PK originally - in fact I've never written one before - but yeah! I want to thank everyone that I’ve RP’d with when it comes to Via. She’d been an extremely fun and chaotic as heck persona! I definitely got experiences like no other on her. I’d also like to thank Seth and Frisket for obliging my 3am request for a Weiss persona! And to thank Teeylin as the Via/Brendell RP was absolutely and utterly amazing! There’s lots of people to thank overall, but you know who you are. <3 32 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lmcfc 444 Share Posted September 21, 2023 (edited) Iduna, apon finding her parents body, took a moment to prosess what she is seeing. as if she couldn't believe her eyes that her parents was dead. in the morning she was living a happy life, from her father telling her mother that her cooking wasn't the greatest. when it came to her that her parents were no more, her cousin. mikhail stepped infrunt of her wrapping his arms around the child. while iduna let out a painful cry. a scream that was filled with emotion "mamej.. papej.. it wasnt eym time to go..." she muttered while sobbing into her cousin mikhails armsAnastasia, apon hearing the death of her daughter and son. broke down into tears. another child taken away from her before their time. "bren... mea sweet via.. please look after each other. look after vyr sestra and borsa.. please.. ea will be with vy soon" she muttered in the mids of tears Edited September 21, 2023 by Lmcfc 2 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
carebear 445 Share Posted September 21, 2023 Nikoletta Colborn screamed as she heard the news, rushing out of the palace to prove to herself it was not true, it could not be true. She stared down at the cold, dead, frozen bodies of her beloved parents, unable to move, unable to speak. She heard Iduna screaming and crying. She heard her aunts, uncles, and cousins ushering her to say her goodbyes. But she could not move. And for the first time in her life, Niko sobbed. She cried and screamed and sobbed until her eyes had run dry of tears, her throat was sore, her nose was dripping. And as she knelt before the bodies of her beautiful, strong mother and handsome, heroic father; she whispered to them. "Ea am sorry, ea am so sorry ea couldn't keep eym safe. Ea promise to look after everyone, eam so sorry." Her voice was hoarse and raspy as she stepped back, kissing each of their cold foreheads before turning her attention to comforting her siblings. 6 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
ItsMisterPip 78 Share Posted September 21, 2023 Viktor Weiss approached the bodies of Via and Brendell Colborn, frozen at the base of a towering ice spike on the main street of Haense. With a sorrowful gaze, he looked down at the bodies and tried comforting his cousin, Iduna Colborn, as they both stood silently. He frowned as he braved the harsh winds and snow kicking up into the air, mourning the death of his aunt and uncle. 3 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Wavey 1446 Share Posted September 21, 2023 A certain Haverlock feels an odd, unsettling sensation in his heart, “Why do I feel like as if all of my old friends are fading away day by day?” 4 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bethinwonderland 1133 Share Posted September 21, 2023 Verónica felt her heart break upon the news of Via's and Brendell's death. It hurt.. badly, worse than it had at any point in her life before.. The mourning begins.. again 4 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
_mady07 1105 Share Posted September 21, 2023 [!] The young girl, having intercepted the aftermath of her aunt and uncles demise - Seemed shell shocked, hearing her cousin, Iduna scream, and her eyes still glued to the bodies of her late relatives. This would be an egregious mourning period 3 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
teeylin 1011 Share Posted September 21, 2023 Brendell woke in a field in the Seven Skies, squinting up at the sky with mismatched hues. Why. . . he shivered, though the rolling breeze was warm. Time passed as he sat and thought. Where was he? Some time later, minutes or perhaps days, he stood and turned towards his wife's form as she appeared. A smile graced his lips as he saw her. "Hallo, Schatz." 12 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Werew0lf 12071 Share Posted September 21, 2023 The priest, Bishop Stanislaw, wandered past the corpse of Via and Brendell Colborn; his countenance was stiff and frozen, unable to show grief, and his tears could not come out, too frigid to form. "Va ve maan." He continued to walk down the snowy path. His brain was frozen. 7 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
PrimnyaQuorum 1042 Share Posted September 21, 2023 Somewhere, the frozen, healing remnants of a man feels sorrow pierce through his soul like a arrow- bleeding the last bits of warmth away. In between agonizing pain and chilling hollowness, he mourns for his sister and brother-in-law. It is all he can do to not cry - the tears burn down his blistering skin and only sharpen his grief. 5 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Irishmanmichael 179 Share Posted September 21, 2023 "Why must the good always pay the price." Came the quiet mumble from Wilhelm's mouth as he walked with crunching steps, through Valdev. As he said a quiet prayer for the family of his good friend. "Do Thou, O Lord, have mercy on our dearly departed, for the sake of us sinners all who greatly hope and trust in Thee. For Thy mercy can turn bittering weeping to joyous fanfare, for Thou alone judgeth the living and the dead." With a somber sign of the Lorraine Wilhelm would continue his short patrol of the the capital, and trudge back out with a heavy heart. 3 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
TeawithFrisket 2651 Share Posted September 21, 2023 A certain hyspian woman could hear the footsteps of someone she recognized coming close behind as she tended to her duties in the seven skies. A smile came as she saw Via “ah mi amor, it’s been a very long time hasn’t it?” 5 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cheese 2331 Share Posted September 21, 2023 While working to shelter her sons, as well as her nieces and nephews from the cold, Liridona Amador mumbled a quick prayer for the souls of her. The grief pained her, but to properly mourn would have to wait until another day... Meanwhile, in the Seven Skies, one Katerina Colborn greeted her brother with a bright smile. "Bren!" She quickly rushed up to Brendell, and hugged him- perhaps for the very first time "Ea missed eym so much!" 3 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kitomine 778 Share Posted September 21, 2023 1 hour ago, WaveLincoln said: A certain Haverlock feels an odd, unsettling sensation in his heart, “Why do I feel like as if all of my old friends are fading away day by day?” Julietta Haverlock's ears soon hear of her childhood friend's passing, the words echoing in her mind as a cascade of emotions overtook her. She looked to her husband, not a word said yet her face said more than enough. The older woman wept, the children she knew were no longer of the world. 'When will my time come?' she pondered in the back of her mind. 2 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
DahStalker 2858 Share Posted September 21, 2023 (edited) 2 hours ago, Nilyeet said: Brendell woke in a field in the Seven Skies, squinting up at the sky with mismatched hues. Why. . . he shivered, though the rolling breeze was warm. Time passed as he sat and thought. Where was he? Some time later, minutes or perhaps days, he stood and turned towards his wife's form as she appeared. A smile graced his lips as he saw her. "Hallo, Schatz." For the sake of Anastasia that aged goat-loving woman approached both Via and Brendell once they had greeted the more relevant people they loved - who too had passed. “You lived beautifully you two. Very gudi. Come- I'll show you the best place to watch over your babies, and get you a glass.. Or two.. Or three, of goat milk, ja.” Edited September 21, 2023 by DahStalker 4 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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