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In the square of Adria, Amelia traced the missive's title with her left index index finger. She immediately sent out to write a letter to the Duchess of Adria- excited for the future of the Adrian people.
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the revolution is now . . .
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Amelia, an 11-year-old Varoche, dutifully sends in her vote! However, unbeknownst to Amelia, the vote would mysteriously be lost mid-air...
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oh wow
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only 1 </3
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On 7/20/2022 at 1:46 AM, Crevel said:
With your general demeanour, you come off as emotionally immature, antagonistic and passive-aggressive. I have personally interacted with you in the past on Discord and I have seen how you have interacted with other people so I am taking your claim that you were randomly DM'd a transphobic insult while providing no surrounding context or evidence with a grain of salt. Last I saw you in an in-depth conversation, you were upset and had a small rant which included insults in Haense's discord months ago calling people OOCly transphobic because some of those present were not RPly receptive to some LGBT post you wrote (Link includes a few snippets, conversation is publicly available in #general of Haense discord if anyone's curious). A past username of yours is also a play on the word 'Misandry' which is the dislike/contempt/prejudice against men, which seems consistent with your usage of 'cis men' in an insulting manner. If I recall correctly, I believe I've also seen your username with an infraction for slander in the infraction database. I wish you good luck on your path to self-improvement.
ya i did do that lol. i won't deny my history of being a ***** to people on this server. i owned up to my mistakes. i say what i think in the moment. i don't have a filter.
but i dont see why u would critique me having a username (missannedrey) when if i recall correctly another player had a username like massagenist (a play on the word misogynist) without bringing that up. if u want to believe that is harming men on the server than i dont see why you wouldn't bring the other username up
and while i don't know the whole story behind said players username, again it doesn't make sense to me to bring this up.
also another few things)
1, why is everyone taking the first few lines so seriously i was joking
2. heres the screenshot with said player that many of u so desperately did not think was real
thank u bye xx
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Hi. I’ve recently quit from LoTc, and it’s been one of the best things to happen to me. I feel freer, happier, nicer, kinder, sexier, beautifuler, my skin has cleared up, I now have 1200 in savings. My life is very good right now. Perfect, one might even say.
Yet, every so often I find myself reminiscing on nights in the summer of 2020, when we’d stay up until 4am fighting against a raid, or romanticizing the Orenian and Haeseni courts– how to make them better, how to make them more fun. But I also remember the absolute loads of manure me and old friends would endure for many reasons.
I remember one specific instance with a player who will not be named. For those of you who don’t know I’m a trans girl, and I was talking about being trans in the Oren discord in the summer months of 2020. Out of the blue I got a DM from this player calling me “secretly a man”. I, like any other good willed transsexual, sent a screenshot and video to a now quit moderator (in the discord and on LOTC). I wasn’t really met with anything other than “Oh :( that sucks :(“ and him possibly being kicked if player #1 did it again. I’ve also heard and seen many experiences of racism against my friends; and while I’m not qualified to speak on these experiences– as they weren’t mine– it does pose the question, why does LOTC allow this to happen? Why can these people get off scot free? Why don’t we take it more seriously? Why is this server so horrible to members of the LGBTQ+ community and to POC?
I, and my old friends, have experienced a horrifying number of incidents similar to the one I’ve shared. Whether it’s being called the t slur, the f slur, some nasty– yet creative– unkind words. For a server who so desperately wants to seem woke and a “safe space”, you don’t do a good job at it.
For those of you about to type a lovely little paragraph or 10 about how “lotc is open to everyone and you just want to be woke and none of these things ever happen!” or whatever, one I implore you to think about why you believe that and two, if you’re still really feeling that way you’re allowed to feel that way. I can’t change that, and I won’t argue with you about how these things really happen.
To moderators and admins who truly do want to make a change regarding the issue of transphobia, homophobia and racism on lotc, I want to know why these issues (in my experience) have often led to a slap on the wrist or an apology from someone who doesn’t really mean it.
I think this was long overdue. I didn’t want to write this for a long period of time because frankly, I believed moderation and administration just didn’t care that much. But it’s something that I know many people– trans, gay, black, indigenous, etc, have experienced on this god-forbidden game. I’m not expecting a nice conversation in regards to this, so that’s why I’m not going to respond to this that much- if at all. My mental health is already spiraling and I don’t need it to spiral any further.
With my love,
ydegirl
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GREED + LUST
A Thesis on selfishness in three acts
Penned by Sister Helen
Published 1879
CAST
Michael – An old, selfish merchant. Witty and often sarcastic and unserious.
Alessandra - Michaels wife, worrying, pious and devout to Michael. Often warns him of his selfishness and what trouble it could cause.
Esmeralda – A beautiful young witch clad in extravagant robes– she offers Michael immortality, only for him to turn into a ghoul.
ACT I
SpoilerCURTAINS RISE to MICHAEL and ALESSANDRA, tending to their shop in the streets of Little Illatia. Carefully curated wines fill the nostrils of the audience as wealthy noble men bustle about the shop.
MICHAEL:
Oh, my dear trade!
Seated right in the center of Illatia,
Of which every noble man, woman, and child comes to taste my wines.
My grapes, who bring me wealth,
More marks than any king or emperor.
Yet, I wish for more,
More gold marks,
More plump grapes,
More dull high-borns to buy my wines,
More– is what I need.
ALESSANDRA:
O’ Husband of mine,
Do not be so greed-stricken.
Remember where we came from,
The decrepit hovel-town,
Where your sisters and brothers in blood,
Still lament over their children,
Lost to the rot.
Where your nieces and nephews,
Play with rats for toys,
Where your mother and father,
Wither away like a white dandelion.
She tuts, offering Michael a judgmental look.
MICHAEL:
Do not look at me like that, wench!You allow yourself little luxuries,
Because you are still enduring the memories.
I beg of you, wench, to release your memories!
We have built an empire- bigger than any empire of yore,
Bigger than any emperor could imagine.
Allow yourself a little luxury,
Instead of sending money back home.
ALESSANDRA:
Scoffs, turning her nose upward at Michael.
Your greed-stricken nature will be your downfall.
You want more,
More purple, plump grapes,
More shining gold marks,
More drunken nobles,
Yet you cannot see what is in front of you!
The purple grapes,
The golden marks,
The drunken nobles,
The riches we have!
ALESSANDRA buries her face into her callous hands, a weep escaping from her lips.
ALESSANDRA:
Look at my hands!
They are calloused and bruised,
Because you refuse to see what you have,
But only what you want!
O’, husband. I miss when we were young,
And in love, like two swans on a lake.
But, we’re old now, with no family and no friends.
I beg of you, to take a break!
MICHAEL:
How can I take a break,
When there is still so much to do?
Perfect the wines,
Sell the wines,
Refurbish the shop,
Make more marks!
ALESSANDRA:
I remind you, husband,
That your greed will be your downfall.
ALESSANDRA storms off stage, throwing off earrings her husband bought for her.ACT II
SpoilerCURTAINS RISE to the shop, dark and rid of customers. MICHAEL is cleaning the floors when ESMERELDA approaches him.
MICHAEL:
Excuse me, madame.
We’ve closed for the night.
ESMERALDA creeps further into the shop, dressed in extravagant green silks.
ESMERALDA:
I’m aware.
Yet, my darling distributor–
I couldn’t help,
But lay my ears on your wife and you arguing.
It’s caused quite the stir, in little Illatia.
MICHAEL:
Oh,
Well, m’lady,
I apologize for our kerfuffle.
ESMERALDA:
Do not apologize, Michael.
I have not come for nothing.
But, I have an offer for you,
I, Esmerelda, can offer you prosperity,
Every lap of luxury, every bed of roses.
Pleasantly plump grapes,
Perfectly red wines,
Shining golden coins,
And constant life,
If only you provide me with one small thing.
MICHAEL stares at Esmeralda in awe; his eyes twinkling in delight while he imagines his riches.
MICHAEL:
And what is that?
ESMERALDA chuckles, holding Michael’s face in her bony hands.
ESMERALDA:
The hair of a woman, no older than fifty winters.
For you see,
My eternal life is coming to an end,
To renew my continuous life,
I require a potion-
For which I have every ingredient,
But one.
MICHAEL:
Well, madame-
That is no hard task,
Surely I can do it.
ESMERALDA:
Lovely.
We have a deal.
Meet me in the Kingswoods in two night’s time,
I will bring the potion, for which you will consume.
And you, the hair.
ESMERALDA lets out a wicked laugh, floating off stage.
CURTAINS CLOSE on MICHAEL cleaning the shop.
ACT III
SpoilerCURTAINS RISE to MICHAEL plucking a hair from ALESSANDRA’s head as she lay in bed.
ALESSANDRA, disturbed from her slumber, wakes up to MICHAEL leaving the room.
ALESSANDRA:
Where are you going?
It is the Mid-of'-the-night.
Surely you cannot be opening the shop,
Nor tending to the grapes,
Nor buying anything–
Everyone is asleep.
MICHAEL turns around to ALESSANDRA, hushing her as he whispers:
MICHAEL:
Worry not, my dear wife.
I travel to the Duke’s mansion,
For he hosts a wine-tasting party tonight.
I’ll deliver the wines,
And’ll be back before the sun shines.
ALESSANDRA exits.
ESMERALDA enters, carrying a suspicious yellow liquid. She is clad in unassuming robes, carrying a large, brown stick.
ESMERALDA:
Greetings, Michael.
I pray you’ve gathered the hair.
For our agreement is off,
If there is no hair.
MICHAEL:
I’ve gathered three strands of hair,
Three precious strands from my wife.
ESMERALDA:
Delightful. Do exactly as I say.
Hold my hand, dare not utter a word,
As I incant this spell.
ESMERALDA offers Michael a waifish hand, MICHAEL takes her hand.
ESMERALDA screams and shrieks the spell, her face contorting as she incants in an ancient witches tongue.
ESMERALDA:
O’ FHALMA YOG,
Y’ YMG’ GOKA VULGTMOR
ILLL YMG’ AHOGOG N’GHAUUH’E
MGGOKA YA GOKA,
NG GOKA YA
IMMORTALITY EHYE AHOG!
THE CURTAINS CLOSE on MICHAEL dropping, his face and body contorting and twisting as he screams out and cries. He screams out “ALESSANDRA!” as the play finishes.
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Rp Name: Clodagh
Age: 19
Role Interested In: Scholar
Classes Interested in(For Students): Arcane Theory/Basics, Magical Creatures
Reason for wanting to join the Academy?: I'm interested in joining the Arcanic Celian Academy to further my (little) knowledge on Magical Creatures. I dream of becoming a magical zoologist, one day- and I believe that here is the best place to begin.
Yours truly,
Clodagh.
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MC Name: ydegirl
Discord: naiad#5403
Time Zone: EST (Detroit, Michigan)
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why
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A young blonde Waldenian rushes the missive to her mistress, Mathilde ( @slattador ) "Look, Missus Mathilde!" She exclaimed, shoving the missive into the woman's pale face.
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never had a hamster but we had a bird that we were taking care of (it wasn't anyones pet bird it was just halloween and dying) so the cat ate it lol
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18 minutes ago, Chennster said:
Whitecombe
The tow-colored countess does not roll in her grave. Rather, she decides to haunt Conrad from the depths of the eternal infierno she lived in.
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omg u should join mi halfling family the shortheads!
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how do u rp so good + what tips would u give to ppl looking to expand their rp emotes?
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Name: Helene Temesch
Age: 18
Race: Human
Service: (nun, monk, priest, militant, etc.) Nun
Where do you wish to serve?: Kingdom of Oren & Her Vassals
OUT-OF-CHARACTER
Username: fugaces
Discord: at school -- will edit once i get home and can check
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40 minutes ago, slattador said:
[RP Name]: Helene Marleais Temesch
[MC Name]: fugaces
[Age]: 18
[Subjects]: Literature/Court Ettiquette
[Role, Student or Tutor]: Tutor
[What Inspired You to Apply?]: My love for Literature
[Discord]: u have it
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Theodora, a Rochefortine Helvetii, smiles that the name will no longer be tarnished by wig loving pillow-biters. She reminisces at her father, brother and husbands failings from her abode in the Seven Skies.
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NOo!h*i(@!(yu@()uiwosp)QJWAOIBFROVCLKBSOPGFQNJFDAC VIOLKSB VGPOSNEDGVB
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Hélène's eyes danced along each line of sentence, running her slightly tanned fingers across the poster. She made note of the date and time-- setting out to find a gift for the sister of the Baroness.
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i dont rlly have a big preference, but i rlly liked the fashion aesthetics of 1700s oren so
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Spoiler
trigger warning: these poems may allude to suicide or attempts of suicide, depression, love, and other unseemly topics one may not want to read about. discretion is advised.
DEAD MERMAIDS ON A COLD WINTER DAY,
A COLLECTION OF POETRY
WRITTEN BY MARIE AUGUSTINE ASHFORD DE FALSTAFF
These Poems are by Ms. Ashford de Falstaff, written between the years 1866 and 1869. The poems in Dead Mermaids On a Cold Winter Day were influenced by the authoress’ hysteria throughout her later formative
years. Many of these Poems were written in the secluded regions of Arentania, in her late grandmother's cottage.
BLOODY HAIR: 1866
your blood colored hair entangles me in its mess,
you eyes pierce me,
pierce me with a thousand daggers
as you whisper i love you
MOTHER: 1867
my sweet mother,
your hair is fiery and contained by naught
your eyes are sweet
and your voice is sweet and sugary
and haunts me after I’ve left.
JULIA: 1867
julia,
mother of all,
take these sinners hands
and bless them with your kiss
rid me of my wish,
rid me of my wiss
for ignorance is my bliss
YOURS & OURS: 1868
consider these lilies
to be yours
consider this secret garden
to be ours
FOREST OF LIES: 1868
in our forest of lies
do we delude such grandeur
where twisting trees frown
where the dying flowers
decompose into your skin
where we held hands
and danced on bees
MY KNIFE: 1869
a thorn without a rose
a day without time,
i sing to a knife
before i kiss my life
goodbye
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happy for u
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"I hate Raevirs!" commented Helene to her mother (@Dasdi) "They keep haunting me in my sleep, stalking me, following me!"
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Little Illatia I
in Human Realms & Culture
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LITTLE ILLATIA: AMELIA VAROCHE’S DIARY
plz don’t metagame D:
MUSIC https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fa36aO9zi3c
9th of Godfrey’s Triumph, 1906
To-Do List
Father is getting married to a Waldenian (ew) named Alia. Why couldn’t it be a nice Raev lady who’d help me in learning Raev? Very unfortunate indeed. However, I have my translations to keep me happy; I’ve been studying traditional Illatian folk tunes for the past few years now, and I’ve amassed quite a few. I even sang one to Lorina, she quite liked it even though my voice was terrible!
Life has been very dull recently, which I quite enjoy. I like the calmness of dullness (if you ignore the rumors of the creature in the woods, at least). I’ve slept awfully well recently, which is odd. Some man- who’s name I forgot- was talking about some lich(?) that attacked a woman, him, and Lord Jan. He said the creature wants the Adrian camp, and he provided an awfully boring story - something to do with Haelun’or? Or was it Celian’or?
Jan seems nice, however. I’d be very distraught if he died- I haven’t had the pleasure of introducing myself to him, yet. I’d very much like to, though. Maybe very distraught is a big word. I’d be annoyed if he died… Annoyed is a better word. Anyways, Jan has bold, dark brown hair, dark green eyes and pale, gray-ish skin. His eyes remind me of the dark green leaves you see on the trees in the witches woods. Affable, smart, courageous– all very good qualities in a person.
Me and Lorina are on the hunt for some good books. Adria, Minitz, and Old Vienne don't have any good libraries. Haense has a library, however it's lacking in books… Which is odd for a library. Why does the library not have any good books? Is that not a library’s job? Maybe I’ll pen a letter to the King of Haense (or is it the Prince?).
MUSIC: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6rxgzq5W6E4
14th of Godfreys Triumph, 1906
To-Do List
I met a new boy today, Fernand. Fernand looks to be a man. Twenty, maybe. Fernand has dark hair and slightly lighter brown eyebrows, gray eyes (similar to that of mine) and when I first met him, he was wearing armor. It looked to be a bannermans armor, sporting the colors of some ancient house I probably don't care about. My first impression of the man was that he was Illatian – Oh! How excited I was to meet another Illatian. Father says we’re some of the few left… My heart was racing like a horse bound to win a race. But, Fernand said he’s “Savoyardic”... And he’s from “Ulmsbottom”. Apparently it’s in Aeldin, and it’s very nice there according to Fernand.
Fernand told me that wine was made of grapes. It was intriguing… I should ask more next time I speak to him, he seems to know a lot about everything. Speaking of which, he said he was a de Lewes… I’m not sure what that is, but their name seems very boring. Lewes? Fernand Auguste of Lewes? Why is it not de Ulmsbottom if he’s from Ulmsbottom? Very odd indeed. In truth, I wonder why I care so much about these things if I’m always tired… I can barely remember what Lorina’s favorite chocolate is (which is maybe why I bought this journal).
OOC NOTE
Mostly writing this to try and improve my writing and keep track of what Amelia does IRP. As always please don't metagame this unless you acquire it through genuine rp (which I'm not sure how you'd do that, but). I tried to put my thoughts aside and put Amelia's first, and while it was extremely hard; I do think I did it. Anyways, thanks for reading lol :D