Don’t mind me, dear Blueberry. All the better to keep track of you~
You’re going to hurt yourself, mein prinzessin…
She huffs and crosses her arms with displeasure. “I guess you’re right…but what else is there to do?”
lol boredom = set things on fire
A cold sweat drop made its way down his neck. His sweet Schneewittchen was beautiful as she was adorable, but she still retained a childish cruelty.
“Would you like to accompany me to the graveyard?”
(and contemplate on how exactly I can jump back in after being on summer hiatus and what not,
even if I was just being lazy after gov school)
Bright crimson orbs, scarlet jewels that pierced her by just a look. It was impossible that an encounter with that child could happen on the past, but on the deepest part of herself a strong emotion pushed the princess to felt this vague familiarity at a glance to the young girl’s portrait.
Realizing a while later how the prince was holding her , he caught again her attention in an instant … maybe he knew something. Didn’t he said before he had visited the house on the past? However, his words immediately destroyed any hope of clarifying her doubts. Uncertainness filled up any thought she could had, however her affliction would be a nuisance to him; she was safe with him…so being scared was the most dull thing to be by the moment.
Anyhow, she was speechless that she could barely unlatched her lips letting her paused breathing come out, clinging onto her beloved as if she was claiming any protection.
Her absolutely agreement by the idea of leaving the place was enough to calm her agitated self by an ephemeral moment, but just for a moment that immediately an literally die. It was rapid enough to understand how both they were trapped on the room, noticing the door disappearance. That only meant bad news.
” … Dear..” She muttered nervously. What an embarrassing situation she was putting the prince trough by just being , didn’t she trusted him enough? Then she shouldn’t be nearest to shed any tear. ” We…we need to go. ” And saying the obvious wasn’t much help either…
He merely nodded at her words, unable to elicit sounds from his vocals for once in his life. Even if his voice did happen to agree with him, he still would have no words to speak. The room’s mysterious aura is thickening by the second, slowly consuming the two. His princess was getting more and more troubled, and even he was starting to be shaken to the bone. But with their only exit gone, how could they escape?
The prince took a deep breath and moved forward. “Briar Rose, my beloved, please stay behind me…” his voice was low and in a whisper, a small tremble distorting some words. “I see…so our meeting in the strange world earlier wasn’t a mere trivial matter.”
Carefully maneuvering around the house, the prince tried to find any signs of the cute, small house of his Schneewittchen. A house cannot just disappear so suddenly, especially from the inside. Ah, where was that maggot, what was his name? Marchen? Was this possibly another revenge tragedy he’s been involved in? How dare that maggot, not only to involve him but also his Briar Rose! Well no matter, the prince was determined to protect his princess no matter what. He shall not give into his id no matter what. He will not lose the Elyse of his life. No matter what.
His eyes lit up as a brand new sensation filled him. It was similar to the same impulse that led him to the door that eventually trapped them. He was unsure if he could even trust it, but perhaps it could at least lead them to another door. “Darling…do you feel that?” He looked towards the rose, hoping to find reassurance and confidence in her eyes.
Every word, she bet it was true…anyhow, she was a bit curious about how he find such a curious and yet cute little house on that lonely forest, and obviously to know what kind of people lived there. Perhaps a fantastic story was behind this residence.
And again, a lot of questions began to arise on her mind. Being curious didn’t bring her anything good on the past, except the encounter with her beloved; something pretty obvious to know.
It was better if she resisted the urge to ask.
” May I?” Having the honor of being the first to enter made her happy and she smiled to the prince, she expected for a comfortable and interior, but.. there was something bizarre with it … an unknown lullaby was calling her to walk into it … or not?
Possibly it was only her imagination.” This is exciting…~” The princess felt as she was falling into some type of abyss when she entered, however her foot were clearly on the earth, it was just a desolated room; nothing to be worried about… but an uneasy feeling was telling her… that they were in another place. ” …Darling ” She looked back to her partner, waiting for him to move in the room . It had nothing but a lot of portraits, one was outstanding more than the others , to be more specific, the unique who had a white haired little girl with a sweet smile on her young face. It was somewhat macabre, mostly those bright red eyes…that were hypnotizing her.
The prince thought it strangely amusing. His second Elyse was now in the room where he found his first; there was just something rather ironic about this whole situation. However the amusement faded when she called out to him, with a voice that seemed worried. “Yes, my princess?” He chased after her, unsure of what might worry her. From his eyes, he sees Briar Rose standing in the mist of a quiet but cozy dwarfs’ home.
Right as he set foot into the small, cute house, the door promptly closed behind him and the insides changed completely. He stood in awe, watching the whole world around him transform instantly. “Dearest…” the prince wrapped his arms around her. “Please stay close to me once more. It seems that we’ve come across more than just a simple little house in the forest.” He surveyed the room once more, searching for something that might explain what had just happened. His eyes froze when he saw the girl’s portrait. Out of the corner of his eyes, he noticed this is the one Briar was also caught by.
The piercing red eyes, that beautiful, white hair. It all seemed so familiar, yet so distant. “Dear, I best believe we leave. This doesn’t seem like the same house I’ve visited in years past at all.” He tried retracing his steps back to the door while keeping his eyes on the portrait. His back met the door’s and his hand reached for the knob.
There was no knob. There was no door. There was no sign of the innocent, little house from which they entered.
Now is the time to select the doors you will be going through.
There are 11 doors to choose from.
All doors are identical.
There are voices reaching out to you from each door. Going through one gives you the chance to return home.
However, you may wind up in another world. If that’s the case, you must venture through that world and find a portal back to the Gathering Nexus.
Venture carefully, for you may rupture the balance of that world permanently. Your presence in that world would already be unstable from your presence alone.
Now, which door do you choose?
The way this shall work is that the role player will make a post where they say which of the 11 doors they go through (first, second, etc etc.).
I will send your world assignments via ask box/PM, so make sure to enable them.
After you receive your assignments, delete the message rather than answer it.
I will assign at least one trial/task to be completed within that world in order for players to pass through. If players are traveling in pairs or groups, your companions must also perform your trial.
Clearing these trials will tell you the location of the portal. Varying consequences may be given to those who don’t complete the trial. You will have two weeks (in real time) to find your portal in the role play.
It was better for both that way. The blonde was completely confused at the outstanding uneasiness of her partner, and her curiosity was ; speaking figuratively,killing her on the bottom. But understanding it, could be rather worst than being confused, and if ever the princess discover the real reasons of why her beloved was acting different, the consequences would be atrocious.
The answer was unclear, even now things were pretty blurred; but showing how worried she was for her dearest wasn’t an option at the moment. ” It’s captivating .. an you act so familiar with it … “
No, she must stay calm; and commenting about the peculiar aspect of the house was better than nothing.
” Be careful, darling .. ” she muttered when the prince approached to verify it, she was covering with two fingers her lips, now it was harder to avoid her concerned appearance. Despite it, the worry last only for a few seconds, and she sighed relieved that there wasn’t a single sign of danger.
Again, she thought about, cute things like those made her to feel a weird vibration of enthusiasm; such things were hidden well and on the exterior; they appeared as a modest and sweet smile.
The nervousness in his chest was dying as he looked at the house again. Of course, how could he be so silly. The Elyse inside the house was long gone from it, there’s not way she’d return to this place again. He cleared his throat of any worries he still had, “Indeed, I do believe I’ve seen this house before. I must have come across it in my journeys once before.”
He wasn’t exactly lying at least, that should count for something. Since no one seemed to be home, he was unsure if he should intrude, but he still felt the urge to have a look inside. Ah, the house that gave him his first, bittersweet taste of love. What does it hold now? He turned the small knob, a little surprised the house was unlocked. Have the drawves gone careless now that the previous evil queen was gone? No matter, it worked out to his advantage, that’s all he really needed.
“Shall we take a look inside, my dear?” He held the door for her and bowed. Even if this land isn’t his…anymore, he should still act proper as a prince. “I do not feel that we would be disturbing anyone, and there certainly can’t be a big bad wolf inside this one.” He reconfirmed his motives, since the dwarves did still owe him for
unfortunately reviving their princess and saving them from her mother.
Just one little peek inside shouldn’t hurt a fly.