𝓫𝓲𝓽𝓮 𝓶𝓮,

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01/16/2021 04:59 PM 

Everything changes.

Everything is going to be okay, little Yu-ri.

She hated that Lucy had been the one to tell her she was pregnant. That was something she wanted to find out on her own, not from some lunatic that had been tormenting them for years. She, however, was happy. She had life growing inside of her, and she was with the man of her dreams, the one she’d almost let go of those years ago and now had a firm grip on. She’d never push Moon away again, not for anything or anyone in the world, and she was prepared to die protecting him. Though… she was certain he would disagree.

It didn’t matter now.

As soon as she pressed her head to the window on the bus, feeling the warmth of the burning city outside, she knew that she had to make a better life for her child. Ludo was gone, she’d never see him again, but she truly believed he’d always be with her. Her hands rested upon her stomach as her dark eyes peered down at all of the paperwork before her, hair a mess from the stress. There was so much that went into running a business, but Mi Sun was not the type to give up. Once she got started, there was no turning back. She was going to do this and make her child’s life the best. She wasn’t going to go through what they’d gone through back in Valkery.

Valkery was no more.

It was nothing but ashes, and they had to forget it. Lucy was definitely gone, she’d watched him explode after Ludo shoved a grenade down his throat. There was no way he lived through that. That meant that Mi Sun felt safe enough to raise her daughter in a world Lucy free, but now she was worried about what Gunter might be capable of. He hadn’t exactly given them the warmest welcome, but she was 100% certain she’d rip him apart before he even had time to think about touching her child. Now… in his name… Mi Sun was going to open this bakery. She was going to make something of this new life. She was going to marry Moon, whenever he proposed and she was going to raise Yu-ri. Nothing, absolutely nothing, would ever stop her.

11/25/2020 07:16 PM 

Helpless.

11/24/2020 05:08 PM 

RIOTS.

11/23/2020 04:15 PM 

No Happy Endings.

I’ve seen you, in this dark place. I’ve seen you shine so brightly.



Mother.

The curtains lifted slightly with the soft breeze, a whistle emitting from its tiny force as it fluttered into the room. Fleur sat on her knees beside the bedside, her mother with her eyes on the ceiling, expression long forlorn and broken. Her skin was pale, lips purple as the grip on her daughter’s hand began to loosen. Such a devilish fate, to leave her teenage daughter behind in this dark world, but her illness had grown tenfold, and the fate was now inevitable. ”Eomma…” Fleur’s eyes watered over, her bottom lip trembling as she pressed her lips to her mother’s knuckles. Her voice, though weak, reached Fleur’s ears as she spoke. “My darling, Mi-Sun,” She said, chapped lips curling into a small smile, her own dark eyes watering over as she averted her eyes as much as she could toward her daughter, “it’s my time. I’m sorry I can’t take you with me, but we’ll meet again someday. Hopefully when you’re much older.”

It felt… as if the lighting in the room dimmed, the wind dying down and the curtains falling flat. She watched, helplessly, as her mother’s eyes closed and her chest stopped rising and falling. Her heartbeat, still.



Moon.

2016.

”Fleur… I love you. I’m in love with you.”

Those words made her heart thump violently against her chest. The boy before her, Choi Moon, meant so very much to her. She loved him too, more than he could ever know, but there was, and always had been one obstacle. “Moon,” She whispered, dark hues beginning to water over, “you shouldn’t, Moon. I can’t… I can’t. You deserve so much more.” She felt her body tremble, heart-shattering in her chest when Moon began to cry. It seemed an inevitable lump had formed in her throat, and his too as he choked back sobs. He nodded, however, hand removed from hers as he backed away. ”I understand.” He said, still offering a small smile to her, despite her ripping his heart from his chest. ”I understand.”



GHOUL.

The rain stung against her skin as it poured. Her knees dug into the sand, head bowed as a masked man held a gun to the top of her head. Next to her, a little girl in the same position was sobbing, begging for her life as a gunman consistently told her to shut the f*** up. She couldn’t help it, she was curious, her eyes turning to watch as Lucy shoved GHOUL to his knees, a gun pressed to his head too. Good. She knew she shouldn’t feel this way, this disdain for someone because the people around her didn’t know what GHOUL had done to her for years. How he’d raped her. How he’d forced her into marriage. How he’d tried to force her to have his child and she had to get an abortion because she couldn’t stand the thought of having her rapist’s baby. She’d given up GHOUL’s location to Lucy without batting an eye. She wanted him to die. She wanted this reign of terror to end. And so it did.

The sound of the gun going off caused the birds in the nearby trees to fly away, painting the sky with black specks. She watched, it all moving in slow motion. Pieces of his brain flew from his skull, crimson painting the beige sand. The sound of his body hitting the earth made a small smile form on her face.



Arnold.

No. No. No. No.

Everything was happening so fast. Too fast for her brain to process the chaos. There was screaming. Everyone was screaming. Everyone was running around. The children, they were jumping on people, biting into their flesh, and then she saw him. She saw him before he’d even run over to Tesla. There was Arnold, eyes on the child that was attacking the other woman now, and before she could stop him he ran forward.

It was like… watching a movie.

She felt like she was dreaming. One moment the child was trying to eat Tesla, the next it was pinning Arnold to the floor and biting into his neck. She tried to scream, but nothing came out, and before she knew it the child was being dragged off of him. She rushed over to him, sinking to her knees as his blood poured from his neck and staining the hem of her dress. She tried, so hard, to hold the blood into the wound, but she could see it in his eyes. He was fading away. Fading from her. He was going to die. He reached up, a small smile forming on his lips as he placed a bloodied hand upon her cheek and spoke gently to her.

”Be good, kid. I love you.”

11/22/2020 01:37 PM 

5 things,

 

traits

1 ) Blunt.

2 ) Street Smart.

3 ) Headstrong.

4 ) Leader.

5 ) Strong.

 

scents

1 ) Honey.

2 ) Vanilla.

3 ) Rice cakes.

4 ) Eucalyptus.

5 ) Cherry Blossoms.

 

wardrobe

1 ) Mostly black and maroon, with some touch of color.

2 ) Spring dresses.

3 ) Leather pants and jackets.

4 ) Heels and platforms.

5 ) Feathery clothing.

 

found around the house

1 ) Serial killer movies/horror movie props.

2 ) Candles and incense sticks.

3 ) Animals.

4 ) Mirrors.

5 ) Stereo.

 

(bad) habits

1 ) Abrasive.

2 ) A little too blunt.

3 ) Holds grudges.

4 ) Doesn’t like very many people.

5 ) Hardly sleeps.

 

favorites

1 ) Moon.

2 ) Sang.

3 ) Arnold.

4 ) Ludo.

5 ) Liz.

 

mannerisms and body language

1 ) Wild.

2 ) Elegant.

3 ) Swift.

4 ) Feisty.

5 ) Irrational.

 

always on repeat

1 ) Low Roar.

2 ) Bon Iver.

3 ) Choi Sung Bong.

4 ) IU.

5 ) SUGA.

 

11/11/2020 06:01 PM 

UNTITLED- Letter from Arnold.

A letter written by Arnold to Fleur just days before his death.

Dear Fleur,

Bear with me, I’m not good at feelings. I know that you know that. You know me more than anyone else in the whole entire world, and that’s what I’ve always loved about you. Your ability to know people. You’re the least selfish person I know, and I think everyone can see that. That’s definitely what Ludo saw in you, he’s the same way. He saw a leader in you because you are a leader. You have all of the qualities of one, I could never do the same thing you do day in and day out.

I don’t know what I’m trying to say to you, or how I should be saying it, but I do know that you should first know that in no way am I trying to spite Moon. He’s amazing, and amazing to you, and I see how happy he makes you. I don’t want this letter to be misinterpreted, or taken the wrong way. I have no plans to pursue what I’m feeling, I’d never do that to you. I just feel like I need to get everything off my chest.

Remember the day that he who must not be named left? I was heartbroken, but at the same time, not because it had been him to leave me. He made me feel as though I wasn’t worth staying for. He was the one filling in this empty void and keeping me from thinking about you when I couldn’t have you. You came to me when I sat on that hill that overlooked Valkery. You showed me it because it made you feel calm, looking out, and seeing the city connecting with the calm ocean. When you were sad, you came here. You brought me there when I was sad too because you knew it would make me feel better. You sat and talked with me until I came back down from the sadness and bitterness I felt, then you took my hand and told me that one day I would find someone that deserved me. I believed you, at the moment I did, but at the same time deep down I felt as though it were wishful thinking. In my head, I thought, “Maybe if she’s saying it, it’s true.”

That day confirmed how I felt about you. I’d been struggling with the obvious truth for a long time, but chose to shovel it down and keep it to myself. Never in a million years would I ever assume I had a chance with you, and I respect Moon so much. He has everything you deserve. Looks. Personality. He treats you so well, and I’ve always just wanted that for you. I’ve wanted you to be treated well. You don’t even know how badly I wanted to snap Lucas’ neck whenever he was around. He’s a waste of human flesh and was lucky to have the amount of time with you that he did.

I’m rambling. I do that when I get nervous, but I think only you know that. Everyone else sees me as this quiet broody person, intimidating even. You’ve seen my softness, you know it exists. I guess what I’m trying to say is that I’m in love with you, and I hate that I am because I know that puts our friendship at risk. You’re one of the fiercest, bravest, smartest people I know, and I’ve always admired you for everything you are. I needed to get that off my chest because I know that tomorrow is never promised in Valkery. I know that every single one of us is at risk of losing our lives someday, unexpectedly, so I wanted you to know that before it happened to me. I don’t want you to pity me, I don’t expect anything out of this, I just needed you to know. If I died without telling you, I’d have died without meaning.

-Arnold

11/11/2020 06:01 PM 

UNTITLED- Letter from Arnold.

A letter written by Arnold to Fleur just days before his death.

Dear Fleur,

Bear with me, I’m not good at feelings. I know that you know that. You know me more than anyone else in the whole entire world, and that’s what I’ve always loved about you. Your ability to know people. You’re the least selfish person I know, and I think everyone can see that. That’s definitely what Ludo saw in you, he’s the same way. He saw a leader in you because you are a leader. You have all of the qualities of one, I could never do the same thing you do day in and day out.

I don’t know what I’m trying to say to you, or how I should be saying it, but I do know that you should first know that in no way am I trying to spite Moon. He’s amazing, and amazing to you, and I see how happy he makes you. I don’t want this letter to be misinterpreted, or taken the wrong way. I have no plans to pursue what I’m feeling, I’d never do that to you. I just feel like I need to get everything off my chest.

Remember the day that he who must not be named left? I was heartbroken, but at the same time, not because it had been him to leave me. He made me feel as though I wasn’t worth staying for. He was the one filling in this empty void and keeping me from thinking about you when I couldn’t have you. You came to me when I sat on that hill that overlooked Valkery. You showed me it because it made you feel calm, looking out, and seeing the city connecting with the calm ocean. When you were sad, you came here. You brought me there when I was sad too because you knew it would make me feel better. You sat and talked with me until I came back down from the sadness and bitterness I felt, then you took my hand and told me that one day I would find someone that deserved me. I believed you, at the moment I did, but at the same time deep down I felt as though it were wishful thinking. In my head, I thought, “Maybe if she’s saying it, it’s true.”

That day confirmed how I felt about you. I’d been struggling with the obvious truth for a long time, but chose to shovel it down and keep it to myself. Never in a million years would I ever assume I had a chance with you, and I respect Moon so much. He has everything you deserve. Looks. Personality. He treats you so well, and I’ve always just wanted that for you. I’ve wanted you to be treated well. You don’t even know how badly I wanted to snap Lucas’ neck whenever he was around. He’s a waste of human flesh and was lucky to have the amount of time with you that he did.

I’m rambling. I do that when I get nervous, but I think only you know that. Everyone else sees me as this quiet broody person, intimidating even. You’ve seen my softness, you know it exists. I guess what I’m trying to say is that I’m in love with you, and I hate that I am because I know that puts our friendship at risk. You’re one of the fiercest, bravest, smartest people I know, and I’ve always admired you for everything you are. I needed to get that off my chest because I know that tomorrow is never promised in Valkery. I know that every single one of us is at risk of losing our lives someday, unexpectedly, so I wanted you to know that before it happened to me. I don’t want you to pity me, I don’t expect anything out of this, I just needed you to know. If I died without telling you, I’d have died without meaning.

-Arnold

10/29/2020 03:51 PM 

Haunt Me.

The ceilings harbored spiderwebs.

That’s what her nightmares were made up of, spiderwebs and nightmares. She was used to this elegant obscurity, the way those nightmares melted into her dreamworld, canvassing her sleeping body into a world of darkness like never before. She actually anticipated them, especially lately, and with Halloween near, of course it showed in her head. The walls were painted orange and black and jack o lanterns with scary faces lined up along them. It was Halloween, alright, she could feel it. Something about that holiday seemed to just… make things seem darker.

Fleur rose from the marbled black floor, her flowing red gown trailing behind her, smoothly fluttering along the surface. She could hear it, a ghost organ in the distance playing rather sinister music as she walked, almost as if timing her footsteps and going with the obscure atmosphere. She’d play along, though confusion was not entirely hidden upon her features. Her curls flowed along her shoulders, eyes set to the path ahead, surrounded by walls covered in vines, as her fingers trailed along that rough surface. Closer and closer to the end. Closer and closer to the silhouette standing there, waiting for her to arrive.

And then she saw him…

Lucy spun around, that familiar sinister grin on his features. He was wearing a tuxedo, hands behind his back, that vivid scar etched into his cheek. As she approached, he dropped his hands and held them before him. ”My bride,” He said, stepping closer, ”you look so beautiful.” Now the confusion was evident, her eyebrow quirking as she stepped back away from him. “Bride? I would never…” She stopped, gawking down at her attire, now changed to a pearly white wedding dress. Her hair was pinned up, a veil over her face, and she looked over her shoulder at the rows and rows of masked bunny men on the left side, and all of the people she loved on the right.. Only the right side was all dead.

She shook her head, horrified, trying to step back, but Lucy gripped her wrist tight and pulled her forward. ”There’s no running away,” He said, his arms wrapping around her petite frame, hugging her tighter and tighter, crushing her, ”you can never run away anymore…” And then… the whole world went black.

10/23/2020 11:03 PM 

HOME SWEET HOME.

I’ve dreamt about it so many times…

I’m no longer in California, no. The sandy beaches and cerulean waves bring on a trauma I’d like to forget. I’m sitting in front of a fireplace, and next to me is my husband, Moon. We’re happy. We’re so happy it almost hurts. This is what we’ve always wanted, no doubt. To be free, and safe and start our own life together. To run away. I’ve always wanted to see the snow too. It’s been years since I’ve seen the fluttery softness of white flutter down and stick to the ground. Here in Colorado, where I now live with Moon, it engulfs the mountains we can see in the canvas of our window.

He paints the mountains almost every day. In bright colors or dim. Black and white. Whatever he’s feeling that day, he puts it on a canvas for the world to see, and it inspires me. This is our life, this is everything we’ve wanted. He holds my hand, and we sit cozily next to one another, admiring our brand new life. His hand moves down and caresses the bump in my stomach. Seven months along, soon to be a parent. In my previous life, I never would have wanted to bring a child into this madness… but this is different. We are safe now. We can have everything we want.

10/15/2020 12:30 PM 

TERRIBLE THINGS.

TERRIBLE THINGS


 
Once upon a time, there was a girl with no heart.

No one knows when she lost her heart, but they do know that she never tried to find it again. She decided that having one was too complicated, and she felt relieved now that she didn’t have to worry about it anymore. She lived her life in this intoxicating void, unmoved by anything, and in order to keep her heart from returning, she had to inject a crimson poison into her veins. It worked, but it made her hungry. A hunger that no amount of human food could sustain.

As the little girl got over, she developed a longing. She missed her heart and the ability to feel, but by now she’d digested the red poison so much that it was too late to reverse the results. She was certain that for the rest of her life she’d be this empty can, a stranger to emotion. She felt as if she would be forced to endure this life and nothing could fix it. When she was all grown up, an evil man came into her life and forced his emotions on her. She did not like this man, but she felt as if she had no choice. If she told him no, she would be homeless and hungry.

He knew about her hunger, and in return for her hand in marriage, he promised to not only keep it concealed, but also feed her. You see, this evil man went under the ruse of a hero. Everyone thought he was good, pure and meant well, but he’d started to abuse his power a long long time ago. His goal was to become a father, but when she became pregnant with her child, she did not keep it. It would be too cruel to bring someone into this awful world that she did not want, so in secret she terminated her pregnancy. The evil man constantly wondered why he could not make his wife pregnant, but continued to erase her innocence to get what he wanted.

One day, the girl met a rabbit out by the great willow tree behind the cemetery. The rabbit was very scary, but she did not feel anything, including fear. The rabbit beckoned her forward and told her he would grant her one wish in return for her loyalty. She wasn’t sure what that meant, but she knew what she wanted. “Mr. Rabbit,” She chimed, “I need you to kill the evil man so that he will stop hurting me. So that I can be free.” The Rabbit grinned, a wicked grin, but the girl did not notice the wicked intentions behind that smile. ”Sweet girl,” Said the rabbit, his hand caressing her cheek, ”I can take care of the evil man so that he will not hurt you anymore. In return, I need you to promise that if I ever need you, you will deliver. If you do not deliver, I will feel crossed. You do not want to cross me.” The girl, eager to be rid of the awful man who had made her life so terrible, agreed. She’d sealed his fate. It took a while, but eventually the rabbit followed through with his promise. He killed the evil man, left his blood on the beach, and the girl was safe. Little did she know that the rabbit had some pretty vile intentions with her that he’d yet to reveal. The rabbit wanted her for himself. He knew that she was different. He knew that she would benefit him. He knew that he wanted her by his side instead, but the girl had fallen in love with a prince. A kind prince. One that treated her well and smiled all the time. Over time, the prince healed her. He filled that void for her and even found her heart for her. When it was back in place, she realized that she could feel again. The prince had helped her heal, but she’d always have the terrible thing she had the rabbit do in the back of her head.

All for her freedom.

Time passed and she’d forgotten her promise to the rabbit. She even grew to resent the rabbit when she realized he too was evil. Going back on her promise to him meant that she’d crossed him, so now the rabbit was planning his revenge. In the back of his head he knew that the only way to get back at her would be to kill her prince, and while he has not acted on that yet, she knows that he is plotting. In order to keep her prince safe, the girl knows that she needs to kill the rabbit… but how?

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