LiliumDell

So, what was your favorite moment in your LOTC history? :D ALSO Who is ur favorite person? Hihi :3

Luna would look at the invitation letter, her head crooked to the side, and a lifted eyebrow as she tried to scan the words in there, still unable to read. Then, as she saw her name, the only word she would recognize, a gasp left her wide smile as she jumped out of bed. "I got invited! My name is here!" Her small figure ran outside, yelling for her parents. "Malns! I need clothing! And accessories! I have a widing to go!" The small elfless would parade around the house, her chest full of pride and illiteracy,

I'm late to the party, as always, BUT here's what my character would think of me by creation order :D Juno Salazar- She would find my septum piercing abhorrent, compare me to a bull or a cow. Definitely bully me for that and all my 3000 piercings, but in a "grandma that grew up on a farm" way. She would also find my Spanish offensive. Ivy von Theonus-Would act like a loving grandma, until she realizes I have chronic pains and can't fight for shit. She would definitely compare pains (in the sense that hers are worse) and try to fight me. She would fight my opps for me tho. Vallel'len Revontulet- He would hate me, despise me, and punch me in the face. Piercings? Ew. Tattoos? EW. A HUMAN? DISGUSTANG! Ulisses de Alencar Pachakutiq- Would trauma dump on me, I would trauma dump on him. He would lovingly ramble about his wife and kids, and I would lovingly ramble about my cat and boyfriend. In the end, we would hold hands and go to therapy together <3 Selene von Seraphiel- She would try to sell my soul to the devil. Or to anyone really. Homegirl is poor asf, she just wants money. Luna Evangeline Salazar- She is still a kid, but she would think my piercings are cool (Juno would be so disappointed in so many ways), but she would also find my Spanish offensive, just like Juno.

The small Luna would be drawing in her room, her broken leg resting on a pillow as she smiled. "Maln is so cool! I bet we will get extra candy now." She giggled, turning to her teddy bear. "Henrique will get cockier, tho...Bah! I'll just put another beehive beneath his bed!" She giggled louder, nodding at the teddy bear as she grabbed her crutches and slowly made her way downstairs to the fireplace, where she would put the drawing on top. A very crude drawing of all the kids, alongside Alfonso and Delphin, with a childish handwriting on top saying "Talonnii" and a drawn heart next to it.

1- It is very hard to choose my favorite character, it's almost like choosing a favorite child. All of my characters had their own reasons for why I enjoyed playing them, either because they were the first ones where I learned about the basics of the servers, or because they allow me to have a casual rp. I loved playing Juno, my first character ever, but I have a special care for Ivy and Ulisses. Ivy gave me the opportunity to properly learn how LOTC worked, while Ulisses was just...a complete mess, but extremely fun to play with all the 5000 dramas that would happen every week xD 2-My most epic move was definitely when Juno slayed an enraged bull that was going towards her husband with one slash (I lost all my roll luck right there 💔), but I had some aura farming moments on Ivy too, like when she fought a sea serpent when she was 9 months pregnant with her first child. She has had a lot of cool moments. IDKKKK HIHI MAYBE...MAYBE...THIS SPECIAL GUY @MrGarden AND...AND...THIS GUY @AmestiAND...LIKE...THIS GUY @Ophi AND YOU KNOW...THIS GUY @GoldenArmada334AND THIS GUY ALSO @FlynniganAND A LOT MORE GUYS I LOVE SO MANY OF THESE GUYS You...you are my Opp...if you let me be your Opp as well... 👉👈 1- I absolutely ADORE macabre memorabilia, all the way from collecting bones to taxidermy to Victorian hair art. I love macabre stuff, and I hope to have a collection one day (also, love blood jewelry). In the subject of macabre stuff, I also love extreme body modifications, like split tongues, surgical elf ears, permanent vampire teeth, and so on. I would actually do the three mentioned if I had the possibility and courage to do so xD I also love my ear piercings too much to take them off as well :P 2- It would be interesting if all my personas met tbh...Juno and Ivy would probably have tea together, talk about war, fighting, and their husbands and children, share their feats, and show off their scars, like two old friends. Ulisses would try to join the conversation, just to be able to talk about his failed political career, the almost 30 years that it took for him to be able to marry his wife, and, of course, show off his children. In the end, he would be spilling all the tea to those two old ladies, who would hug him by the end of it. Selene would just watch, in silence, trying to gain the courage to join in the conversation, but deciding against it, while beside her, Vallel'len would also watch in silence, but not wanting to join, as he hated humans with all his heart; maybe they would bond over their hate for humanity if time allowed it. Luna would be causing havoc, left and right, non-stop. Giggling and setting things on fire..."by accident". 3- I have a lot of favorite moments from these 2 years I've been on this silly server, but one of the moments that I have laughed the most at was when Ulisses, Inti, and Franz were in a romantic triangle. Ulisses almost threw his pet brick at him...and then sent a petty letter when he got married to Inti...oopsie :P

Hi, hello, greetings! I officially started playing on LOTC two years ago, around this time of the year, and it has been an amazing experience. I have met and roleplayed with so many cool people during these years, and I am not thinking of stopping anytime soon (ya'll won't get rid of me so easily) You might have seen me around playing the insane grandma, or the malewife (meme attached), or the rabied child, or the rabied child 2.0...You might have never seen me! But feel free to ask, share your opinions on anything really, or send anything you'd like! :D (I also accept pet pictures, any pet.) (pls send pet pics)

Ivy could do nothing more than weep, holding the face of the boy she helped raise. Now feeling cold, where once was warm. Lifeless, where once it was full of hopes and dreams. And her hands trembled with the wave of grief that hit her heart, unable to breath, to think, to act. Only crying, feeling the sorrow for the boy she had held in her arms. Because he would always, forever, be her boy.

The recovering Duke would read the missive from the comfort of his desk, adjusting his glasses with a chuckle. "I guess the war didn't really kill everything." He sighs, rubbing his cheek, suddenly getting hit with a realization. "I hope the children don't get used as pawns..."

Ulisses de Alencar watched the manor burn down, with his Impending Cloud of Doom™ lingering on top of it. He smiled, cleaning his hands from the ash. "They can run, but the taxmen will run faster."

Ulisses de Alencar stood in front of the throne room, looking over to where both thrones stood next to another. One of Tobias, the other of Antônio. In his hand, a crumbled letter stood, with tear stains, ripped edges, his grief and anger showing on that piece of paper. "Your father, Antônio de Alencar, has passed." Those words replayed in his mind, while tears fell down his cheeks and fell onto the floor. Slowly, he makes his way to his father's throne, falling at it's feet as his legs give in. Then, he weeps, gripping the letter tightly as his heart ached and burned. It felt like it was breaking, like his sorrow was aching to be freed. And there he stood, wishing for his father's embrace. Just a second longer. Just one last time.

Ulisses de Alencar is observing his closet, his arms crossed as his foot is tapping to the rythm of a song. "Green...Green...Green...Oh! White! Wait, too white..." He sighs, tapping his chin. "Well, one more excuse to get new clothing." He then chuckles, evilly.

The scarred man stood in silence, meditating in between the trees. In the midst of his meditative state, his hands start to creep into an embrace, enveloping himself in his own arms. And he smiled. The memories and smells and sensations were overflowing him; the cold snow, the smell of burned crops, Inti's voice, Inti's touch...Inti. His mind could only replay the moments she was present, still feeling her touch. And for a second, he almost wept. Knowing this would never happen again. Not on this life.

Ivy von Theonus gives a gentle smile to her husband as she had observed him write all those letters. Her calloused hand would come to touch his shoulder, then pulling the old Duke unto her embrace. "Our work is done." She mumbles, with a nod, as she pulls away with a sigh. "Now, it's time to see how well we raised them."