forum I have this great idea for a fantasy RP with monsters and heroes and such. (Partially open, minor roles available)

Started June 30, 2018 by Deleted user

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"Listen, Lucky. I'm not angry, I just wished you would have asked first. I would have most likely said yes." she said. "And if I were angry, it would be pretty obvious."

"Did she snatch a cookie again?" Elliot asked, walking over.

Eva nodded, "But she got caught."

"Lucky, if you don't come out I will drag you out." she said in a businesslike manner.

Lucky whimpered and scooted further under the bed Mumbling to herself.

Susan could tell this tactic wasn't working. "Fine then. I dare you to stay underneath there forever." she said, knowing that this was A, an impossible task, and that B, small children got bored easily with things like this.

"I'll stay here as long as i want." Lucky shifted around trying to find the trapdoor. When she got scared, she'd use the secret entrance in her room to get to her sister's room. "Ah," she whispered and pulled it up. She slid down the hole and into the room below. She quickly maneuvered her way to the library and sat in her favourite chair. A few Minutes later, soft snores could be heard.

Susan knew about the trapdoor as she had used it many times. She decided to leave as she knew Lucky would only run away again if Susan tried to reason with her. Of course, Susan was stressed too. The pressure of being normal could be to much sometimes, especially for her. The children didn't really know about the magical powers she normally kept well hidden.

Sure!)

Susan had gotten up at 5:00, she was always an early riser. Her hair twisted itself into a prim bun and she walked downstairs, ready to face a new day.

Lucky shivered in her sleep and held her bear tighter

Persephone woke up to see rays of sunlight dancing on the floor, all scattered by the blinds. It was still early, yet she made herself get out of bed. She went downstairs, still in her pajamas, and she greeted Susan.

Lucky heard birds chirping and woke up, rubbing her eyes. She grabbed her bear and walked out of her room to go eat

Elliot dashed down the stairs, still in pajamas, and with a wild bed head. "WHAT'S FOR BREAKFAST?!" He shouted.

"Good morning. Tea?" Susan asked. She had recently removed all the books about red rubber balls and dogs called Spot that the previous governess had stocked the shelves with and had started Persephone on the campaigns of General Tacticus, which were both suitably bloodthirsty and more importantly considered too difficult for a child. As a result, Persephone's vocabulary was tripling every week and she could now use words like "Disemboweled" in everyday conversation. After all, what was the point of teaching children to be children? They were naturally good at it.

Lucky sat in one of the chairs and hugged her bear, “ what’s for breakfast?” Ah asked

(I love that so much… oml)
"Yes, please," Persephone replied. She took a book off the shelf and began reading the third volume on General Tacticus' campaigns. It was dense with words, but she still loved every bit of it. Persephone had always hated picture books about children who had petty little conflicts or conflicts that could never happen in real life at all. These campaigns, and this blood and gore she was forced to read about were intriguing and beautiful and most importantly real to her.

"Well, what do you want to eat?" Susan asked. There was no point in making food the children wouldn't eat, and she had let them learn their lesson when she had let them eat sweets all week. Now the children insisted on a healthy diet, which Susan gladly provided.

"Coffee!" Elliot chirped, plucking down on a chair.

(I love that so much… oml)

(Tongue-in-cheek moments are my specialty lmao)