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 Posted: Sat Mar 01, 2014 10:27 pm
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Euphrosyne took quite a long time judging the entrants for the costume contest. She walked up and down the row of contestants, an abnormally serious look on her face. She could never pick just one winner, so she'd made other categories in her mind while the participants had festooned themselves in dress-up clothes! Finally, it seemed, she had her winners.
"The winner for 'Best Wings' is..... Zofie!"
"Congratulations, doll, you look great! Enjoy the party!
EvilSilverDragon Congratulations! You win 5 points toward your total!
"In the category of 'Best Hair', the winner is....Wild Moon!"
"That's quite a 'do you've got there!"
Fea Line Congratulations! You win 5 points toward your total!
"We have two winners for 'Most Natural-Looking'... Axl and Shahrazhad!"
"Your personality is really shining through!"((OOC this one was for the TekTeks that most closely resembled the Pae as drawn. :3))
Wolfs Heart Congratulations! You win 5 points toward your total!
o0_Daisuke_0o Congratulations! You win 5 points toward your total!
"Next up, the winner for 'Most Fabulous'...Adrasteia!"
"I'd definitely hire you as my stylist!"
Seruta Congratulations! You win 5 points toward your total!
"From there we move to 'Most Cutest'! Er, I guess it'd just be 'Cutest', wouldn't it...Apple Bloom!"
"You look darling, my dear!"
Strawberri Stardust Congratulations! You win 5 points toward your total!
"The winner for 'Funniest' is...Rainbow Sherbet!"
"Way to liven it up!"
Seruta Congratulations! You win 5 points toward your total!
"And now....the moment we've all be waiting for....our overall winner is...Briosca!"
"Congratulations! You've won the dress-up contest! Go forth and party!"
Irish Night Fox Congratulations! You win 7 points toward your total!
"Congratulations to all winners, and thank you to everyone for participating! Enjoy the rest of the party!" Practically bouncing with glee, Euphrosyne flips her boa around her neck and struts off to mingle with other party guests. Her duty here was done--she hopes Aglaia is okay...--but now it's time to party again! |
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2014 2:32 pm
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He followed her lead, taking a plate and picking up a few small snacks to nibble on. He turned his attention towards the foods, picking up mostly small fruits and chocolates. Finger food. Something to romantically tease her lips with. He felt a shiver of anticipation travel his spine and he forced himself to shrug it off. His thoughts were going a bit deeper than they usually intended.
He turned again, looking upon her plate where his figure froze and a brow lifted. For such a lovely figure, this woman could pack a plate! He smiled at the thought... of her figure... and the way it-...
No!
He shook his head and turned it back to the table. Clearing his throat, he grabbed a pair of drinks by the lips pinched between his fingers then followed her towards a table in the far corner.
.... Them hips.....
It took all he had left to keep from drooling at the sight. What the heck was wrong with him?! He never acted like this... He sat down quickly and forced his eyes to fall to his plate a moment. That is, until he heard her ask a question.
"Hmm?" he asked, turning his gaze towards her with a blink before her words settled into his thoughts coherently. "Oh! The city... Uh... well?"
He took a sip of his drink and nodded. Good drink! "Well, it's big. Busy. Lots of Pae about. It, uh..." he picked up a strawberry and toyed with the leaves a moment, attempting to pinch them up to hold the berry where it could be bit and eaten without the greenery in the way. "It's practically a flying rock, to be honest. I haven't been there in quite some time, though. Things may have changed a bit." he smiled, then gestured to offer her the berry he had prepared.
"What about the tree?" he asked, curious as to what Laisidhiel was like. "What's it like?" He'd seen the outside of it plenty of times from afar, but never dared get close enough to look at it better... much less get to know someone from the inside. |
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Posted: Fri Mar 07, 2014 8:34 am
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As Fortissimo waited for the handsome angel to tell her about this land's city, she noticed he had brought a pair of drinks. She assumed one may be for her, and even not she was sure he wouldn't mind especially with the way she leaned in close to reach across for it. Her one hand still on his thigh supported her as her head neared his, “Thanks,” she breathed easily against him, feeling her own body tremble at the closeness, before pulling completely back to take a sip of it. Mmm! These Deities sure knew how to brew some good stuff!
She watched him, drink in hand, as he fumbled with the strawberry. Sounded like a normal city, nothing exotic so far. She didn't know what she had been expecting of it, but something she supposed. Her heart dropped a bit and she mentally sighed. What? Was she expecting another Manehatten? She hoped her face hadn't revealed the inner battle she was having with herself. It halted when the words 'flying rock' left his mouth, “Fly'n rock?” she beamed, “That sounds amaz'n!” Ok, that was what she was waiting to hear. This new land had some surprises that she certainly needed to see.
She perked up as he offered her the strawberry. She raised a playful eye brow at him wondering if he was just begging for her to be a tease. Something had certainly changed between them that much was obvious, but did he feel it as badly as she did? She tried to put a finger on it, but the emotions were all swirling heavily in her stomach. She found she wanted him, that much was true, but not desperately. No, she wanted to drag it out make him crazy with want for her till he couldn't stand it. The thought made her giddy and burn all over. She set her drink down on the table and leaned back in towards him, she took a gentle bite out of the strawbetty before pulling a fraction of the way away. She brushed the corner of her lips where a bit of juice was attempting to escape, her eyes looking up at him half lidded, “This is spectacular.” The words rumbled in her throat sounding almost as though she were purring at him. It really was, she could have sworn her taste buds were dancing on her tongue right about then.
She gently grabbed his wrist in order to direct the strawberry back to her mouth, taking her time to nibble the rest of it, before plucking it out of his fingers with her other hand and setting it off to the side. She then navigated his hand to her waist setting it there as she spoke, “It's a tree, hun” she said nonchalantly, “Let's forget about it an' talk about more interest'n matters.” Her voice continued at its low rumble as her hand found its way to his chest where she playfully brushed her fingers up and down between the muscles. Her finger tips were on fire from where she was touching him and it took every ounce of her strength to keep from exploring that well built figure...
“Like what a gal needs to do to get ya alone.”
Seruta Took me for freaking ever to get this post to a point I was happy with it. I had to dust off my seduction skills in the meantime emotion_facepalm
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Posted: Fri Mar 07, 2014 10:16 am
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Briosca was absolutely floating on clouds.
Her time in the maze had really brought her down a notch or two, especially when it came to Feral. Things happen in the mind when you let it wander to much, and hers had run rampant with worry of how their reuniting would turn out. Her mind had convinced her that she was the very last one and Feral had grown impatient with her. He had to be upset and disgusted with her tracking skills since she was sure that his people held that in a high class of skill. There were a dozen times she wanted to feel bad for herself, but she realized the same number of times that she was being a drama queen and that made her sicker than anything. It was just a game after all- Bree, put on your big girl panties and get over it!
When she kicked the voices in her head she finally focused up and did something she didn't think was possible- she found the Prince Feralheart. Not only did she simply find him, but she was a part of the group that found their pair first. How her heart soared when she turned that corner and there was the Prince! She may have skipped to him like a little school girl, threw her arms around his neck, and squeezed the life out of him. It was the proudest moment for her, being able to succeed in something she wasn't built for. She had beamed with so much joy she thought she would have popped! Gone were her worries of not being good enough when she saw his soft eyes. How could she even think those things about him? He was always a sweetheart and never judgmental of her short comings. The realization that she had thought so wrong of him hurt some of her joy. She wished she could take it all back now, but let the thoughts go as she soaked in the feel of his hug and her joy.
That moment was long past now, and they were back at the party. She stepped out from the dress up contest, wobbling her way on the cookie, heeled boots she was wearing. She sure wasn't use to heels, heck, she wasn't use to shoes in general, and the cape she wore made her feel like every step was being dragged down. Still, the smile never left her face as she slowly made her way away from the contest with Feral at her side. She wanted to skip around the room singing loudly or dance till she dropped dead, but instead she looked at the alicorn next to her and shot him the biggest smile possible, “Thanks for joining me in my game this time!” Since the maze had been his idea of a fun time she had suggested the dress up contest. She thought it would have been a good way to playfully get back at him for the maze, but looking at him now was killing her! He was dressed formally with his slacks and vest, but the way his shirt hung open brought it to a casual enough state to make it look comfortable. Plus, it was enticing. “You look so handsome.” she blurted out, her face going suddenly red at her outburst. She was so glad he couldn't read her thoughts about how much of a handsome husband he made. Her mind was just running amuck tonight! That was another topic they hadn't touched on in awhile and it made her stomach sick with anticipation. What would become of them?
It was quickly forgotten when she stumbled a bit, she decided while they were still close enough to the contest area that she needed to get rid of these shoes. She took his arm to help her balance, fighting to remove them, but then they were finally gone she gave a long sigh of relief, “I am clearly not meant to wear things like that.” she giggled as she continued walking, a skip in her step she didn't even notice.
She needed a drink after all of the festivities, and thought it would be fun to celebrate their accomplishments this evening. When they got to the table she grabbed two cups for them and held out one to him, before holding hers up, “To a great evening full of surprises!” Before his cup could touch hers, her smile had disappeared and all of the color drained from her face. The cup slipped from her fingers and collided with the ground making a loud clatter. Her wide eyes blinked in disbelief, mouth opening and closing as though she was trying to speak.
Behind him was the gift table where her cake laid on its side, a good chunk of it missing. It had been so well made that the only damage that had come of it is where it had hit the table itself. It was still enough to cause Bree to go into utter shock mode. It took her awhile of comprehending what had happened for her to finally brush past Feral and head for the table. She still didn't do anything when she stood in front of the table but stare, her eyes zipping this way and that as they took in the scene before her. Her brain was taking its sweet time trying to put together every bit of information her eyes were sending it.
She lifted a shaking hand and touched where the icing was smeared against the table, and bits of crumbs where it had broken laid scattered. She gave off a loud choking noise as tears welded up into her eyes. They stung like crazy making her blink rapidly, but she still couldn't manage words. She just stood there taking in her hard work and the mess someone had made of it. Had Venus hated it so much she had knocked it over? No, the woman loved things made after her own beautiful reflection of course she wouldn’t have. Then who?
Bree whipped around, the once stunned looked transforming into one that was up in angry flames. Her face was beat red and her hands were clenched at her sides, “Hey!” she yelled at the crowd, not loud enough to be heard over the music, but loud enough to catch the attention of those around her, “Who did this!?” she pointed back at the cake behind her, her voice dripping with venomous rage. “It would be better for you to come forward now before I find out who. You'll just make me angrier if you force me to hunt you down.” the normally sweet Pae was trembling, her chest rising and falling rapidly with her shaking breath. Days of work, hours of sweat and concentration- ruined. And for what? Had someone not liked it? Had this been a gag of some type?
She had never felt so disrespected in her life. She couldn't even comprehend how someone could have the gull to do something so rude. She felt the hot tears running down her cheeks, but she refused to look weak by reaching up and brushing them away. She was ready to give the culprit a what for and didn't want them to think she'd be a push over about this. She had tossed her sweet disposition away and meant business now!
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Posted: Fri Mar 07, 2014 10:58 am
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That couldn't have turned out any more perfect.
Half way through the maze game, the dark prince had started to wonder if maybe his idea of fun and forgetting.... wasn't really fun and forgetting. But then she had found him and not only that, but the first of the couples to find their partner as well. Chuckling, he wondered if maybe she had some secret tracking skills of her own she had failed to divulge to him. He was certain he hadn't yet taught her the tracking of his people.. not that she needed any help in the situation it seemed.
Laughing still, he wrapped his arms around her warmly as she embraced him in hugs and giggles, her joy of finding him filling him with a warm fuzzy feeling inside. Perhaps it was just their bond, or perhaps it wasn't. Either way, he was delighted and reveled in such feelings. And boy did she have one serious grip! Baking had done wonders for her arms, what power! Color him one impressed Prince.
And if only fair to her, he agreed to enter the dress up contest with her. After all she had agreed to the maze for him. Though this was highly out of his area and such... fancy clothes were not exactly his style. He wasn't even sure if he had seen clothes like this before. Where did this thing go? And what on the jungle floor was that thing even for? It took some help from some cheeky mellons but he managed to figure out how to put all the pieces of his suit on properly. The frilly shirt with vest atop, his nice pin striped slacks which fit remarkably well over his larger calves and hooves. Though of course he paled in comparison to Bree. The way the flowers accented her dress and heels, the creams and browns to match her skin, the lace, the silk, the frills. The way her crown rested against her head and brought out that gorgeous smile. The way her top lowered just enough to reveal a sneak peak of.....
Clearing his throat, he quickly brought himself back to reality as he realized she had been speaking to him. "My pleasure. And I am not near as handsome as you are stunning in that outfit... Briosca." he said softly, lending her his arm as she fought to take off her heels. He chuckled a bit more, eyeing the shoes before back to her. "Your fair feet are beautiful no matter what you wear." he said before blushing. Did people even say that around here? In his home jungle, the slenderness of a ladies hooves was considered to be utmost beautiful. The strength of another's was said to be strong, proud, a warrior, which was also beautiful. So it wasn't uncommon to compliment someone on their hooves.... though Bree had none really so he improvised but still...
Though he had no time to think as she tugged him over for a drink. He had reached out to gather his own cup when he heard the shattering of her's against the ground. Spinning around quickly, fearing she was in some sort of danger, he paused. "Bree?" he asked, watching as her mouth opened and closed, like a fish struggling to breath out of water. And then he saw it.
Her cake.
That wonderful edible likeness of this so called Venus, strewn on its side, chunks missing from where it had kissed the table with way too much force. "Oh Bree... I.." he had begun to say when she suddenly whipped around with rage, angry golden gaze scanning the crowed for a culprit.
Furrowing his brows, he couldn't help but feel some of her anger. He had helped her with the cake, though it wasn't his 'child', it still angered him to see such carelessness. Surely it was obvious enough to see that someone couldn't have just bumped into it on accident. He wanted to find out who had done such a thing and give them a piece of his mind, but when he chanced to glance over and see the hot tears streaming down her face, he froze.
Something inside him hurt. A sharp pang struck his chest and echoed into his very core. "Bree..." he said softly. This was the second time she had cried tonight. This was unacceptable.
Taking her hand gently, he turned her around, placing a kiss on the back of her hand. Smiling, and without words, he lifted a hand to gently brush her bangs back, tucking the strands of her hair behind her ears before whipping away her tears. With a gentle kiss to her forehead, he leaned back and smiled softly at her before turning around to her cake. His horn than began to glow, a soft silver color that seemed to sparkle in the light. His gaze locked with the cake, as it too began to give off a faint silver glow, matching that of his horn. As if it had a life of its own, the edible figure of Venus began to right itself properly, any stray bits of crumb and icing nestling back into place. Not perfectly of course, as he had never re built food but at least it -looked- as if it was near right as rain. Once he had finished, he turned back to her, the glow vanishing from both his horn and the cake.
"It is the best I can do, I am sincerely truly very sorry Brisoca. For someone to do this to something so obviously treasured is beyond me. Rest assured, I will find who did this to your days of toil and hard work and see to it that they are handled accordingly." he said sternly, all fun and play gone from his voice. Instead it was hard, serious, the voice of someone who meant their promise and had the means to enforce said promise.
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Posted: Fri Mar 07, 2014 3:42 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 07, 2014 5:45 pm
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Taking Venus' farewell quite literally, Vika had drifted towards the throne dais subconsciously. The nymph on some level knew she was falling for the dangerous beauty, being sucked in...and yet, she had trouble caring. She just wanted to keep looking...maybe a closer look...once or twice, she swore he was looking at her too...ooo, those eyes...
The hostile looks he was receiving were less than subtle. Even if he was on a momentary high, Himeros wasn't that oblivious. He slipped from between the couple with a sheepish grin, shrugging. "Err...sorry, didn't mean to get between you. You kids go have your fun." He was pretty sure one of his siblings had hit them...he hadn't, but they'd been on a rather direct line off the dance floor when he'd run into them, so they had 'something' on their minds all of a sudden.
His gaze lingered for a moment on the aquatic female, something stirring in his memory. Something through the haze of chocolate liquor. Just out of reach. He frowned, stopping them one last time before they left. "I'm sorry, do I know you, miss? You seem...familiar."
He heard his mother's announcement, but only frowned, failing to comply immediately. Retire? But the party was in full swing! Besides, there were several groups of Pae who seemed to be enjoying his type of fun at the moment...maybe they'd welcome another to join in? He rolled his eyes, half-whining under his breath, "But Mooooooom, I'm trying to talk to Paaaaaaae." Then he grinned to himself, fixating on a group of Pae nearby...
Just as the lights went out. He froze, blinking as the sudden appearance of lightning and thunder made some Pae jump. Was it storming outside? He hadn't noticed. After a moment of darkness, he started to grin to himself, shouting loudly amid cackles, "Alright everyone! Hands out! Time to find your dates! You got one sense left, can you find the Pae you came with? Get hands-on and win!"
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Posted: Fri Mar 07, 2014 6:36 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 07, 2014 6:46 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 07, 2014 7:56 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 07, 2014 8:16 pm
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When the thunder struck, Anteros groaned.
Great. Just when he thought the night could not have possibly gotten any worse than it had already... His mother dismissed them, which seemed very unlike her but Anteros would take the reprieve to go wallow, and then she opened a gift that unleashed a storm.
Oh, how he hoped Yukiko was okay, wherever she may have been.
Or maybe he didn't. Especially if she failed to show up on purpose. Yeah! She made him mad. That was it. He didn't care if she wasn't there and he certainly didn't care about dark rooms and his brother finding horridly perverted ways to herd them all together. Of course he was. Himeros was exasperating. This whole party was exasperating. He just wanted to go home to Dolandor, fly off to his room, and lay there for a little while...
He could probably get to that faster if he herded people out of there.
Eros had the same idea. "Anteros!" he called, slapping his blue-winged brother on the back. "Keep, uh, doing that herding thing. Keep your brother in control!" He shoved Anteros in the direction of his brother, before he flew off looking for his sisters.
The Spartan Graces.
If anyone could help him protect their guests from whatever was going on, it was the toughest of the Graces. There was no way this was normal. He knew his mother. She could be pretty evil.
She wasn't criminally insane.
And she didn't really sound like that ... why was that familiar?
"KLETA!" called Eros, looking around. "PHAENNA!"
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Codebreaking Conversationalist
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Posted: Fri Mar 07, 2014 8:21 pm
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Her name on his lips made a tremble run up and down her spine. Bree could feel her skin prickling after the shiver and it took every ounce of her to keep from right out shaking up a storm. He had some kind of power over her she couldn't quite explain, not that it was a bad thing. He could make her feel like she was flying around in heaven with a simple word, look, or touch and it was driving her crazy. She wondered if she ever did the same for him...
Her thoughts broke up at his compliment, “My feet?” she blinked at him in confusion before looking down at her toes. Even though it was an odd compliment she felt an overwhelming amount of excitement and joy from it. She playfully wiggled her toes as she grinned up at him, “That's so kind of you, Prince.” she looked away shyly, pressing a hand to her hot cheek, “I never really noticed my own feet before, but your compliment makes me feel pretty proud.” she laughed at her own words. Proud of her feet? Why not, she should be proud of every inch of her shouldn't she? When she looked back at him she caught his own blush. She felt bad for him so she gently squeezed his arm, “Your words make me feel very special, thank you.”
What she felt in that moment was almost more than she could handle. Her rage had wrapped itself around her mind, causing her to almost completely forgo her normally sweet disposition. But it was Feral who caused that bubble to pop and even more confusing emotions to surface. He turned her around and shattered all anger with a gentle touch of his lips to the back of her hand. The tears instantly slowed as she just stood there staring at him perplexed, unable to respond as the light touch of his fingers brushed back her bangs behind her ear. The simple gesture left a burning sensation to dance on the skin where his feather like touch had been. It was when they were face to face that she stopped breathing. Her whole being began to tremble as she locked eyes with him, she didn't know what was happening but her heart was racing and she could feel this begging need eating her up inside.
He leaned in towards her and she thought she was about to faint. Was he really about to kiss her in front of all these people? A part of her begged for it and another wished she could disappear. This isn't how it was suppose to be was it? So when the kiss ended up on her forehead she felt a measure of relief and regret. It was true. As much as she fought it she was crushing hard on the Prince, and that simple motion had her even more confused than ever. It seemed like a reassuring thing you'd do for a young one, but someone you liked? 'I know we're married and all,' Bree thought to herself as Feral turned to the cake. 'But he isn't the type to come right out and say he wants to fix things and break the bond. He'd try to go about it in a way that wouldn't hurt me, but in the end I can't take this.' She touched the spot on her forehead where his lips had been sighing sadly to herself. She'd need to take care of this, if she truly cared for him she would.
Her thoughts almost kept her from catching the amazing display Feral was performing, but it's kind of hard to not notice a giant floating cake. She gave a sharp gasp of surprise, “Prince!” she had seen him perform that sort of magic a few times when they were baking, but those had been smaller objects. She never knew it could be so powerful! Tears returned to her eyes as he tried to fix it up best he could. She was so humbled by his kindness she began to cry harder than the cake's damage could do. He was so serious about helping her, so determined to make her happy, how could someone posses so much good in their hearts? All Bree could do was walk over to him, slink her arms around his waist, bury her face into his chest, and cry softly. She tightened her grip around him in a tight hug hoping he understood her gratitude. Her crying had broken up long enough that she was about to open her mouth to thank him when everything went dark.
Bree gave off a loud shriek and in an mad attempted to climb into Feralheart's arms, just managed to cling to him harder. “Idon'tlikethedarkIdon'tlikethedark!!!!” she began to wail over and over, trembling harder and harder at every thunder clap. She was having the biggest freak out session of her life- apparently she was horrendously afraid of the dark. At least the lightning sent flashes of light through the room, not that the view of the room was anything to be excited about. With each frightening silhouette Bree somehow managed to shrink smaller and smaller into his arms, attempting to make herself as little as possible. It wasn't until the crashing of the column that Bree almost jumped right out of her skin, “What do we do Feralheart!?” she finally managed a coherent sentence, though she was still shaking just as much as the room around them.
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Posted: Fri Mar 07, 2014 8:27 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 07, 2014 8:44 pm
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