-"The Golden Witch"-
°Mostly literate, mirrors lengths
°Will be cruel and likely troll you
°No ships, she just wants Battler!
°"Without love, it cannot be seen".
#UminekoRP x #WTCRP x #MVRP
[SPOILERS DE TODO UMINEKO]
Este clip es tragicomico, desde que por un momento piensa que la solución es que Shannon y george cojan frente a Beatrice, hasta decir "Beatrice Ushiromiya" por darle cualquier apellido XD.
//Just was writing with them on @GoldenTw1light. Can't trust anybody you haven't been around for a long time these days, and even then? When some of THEM get exposed for shit like this, you just have to drop it and move on. I hope they have, but their "apology" I saw them give really was vague and didn't sit well with me. When it comes to sending unwanted pictures of yourself that obviously isn't consensual, it shouldn't be "I spent a long time thinking" to get out of a situation like this imo.
As for my own writer experiences from over the years? They never cared for this account and that's fine, blah blah. But since 2020(?), they have been around-- Only on my female muse accounts I've made over the years, and shit like this just makes me realize I just have to be more careful with who I write with quite frankly. No thanks. Not going to take the chance of turning beloved characters into something they're not, and that's an object.
who or what "people" are will always make it "different" in her own ways. Briefly hearing Dante's struggles made her believe in Battler that much more, that even in death? That "Love" may never depart.
And yet Beatrice wondered. Could Dante be absolved of her own sin as well?
".......
Not always."
She let those words close the conversation as Beatrice faded away into hundreds, if not thousands of Golden Butterflies in an instant and went away.
She had to recollect herself. The truth was? Just because something was "The same" on the surface, -
(It was no one else's business. The words were on Dante's lips, but instead she repeated that strange silence.)
« There's always an unfulfilled promise. »
"You know what I mean, damn you!! I take a vacation and you were just-- Waiting around with your sad existence?!
...What does being able to SEE me actually change for you?? How does a maid side with a murderous witch! ...How do you persist with these antics of yours?!"
A strange silence came. Beatrice was actually thinking a long time about what exactly to say.
But when she spoke? There was only pain that came from her voice. She asked only a single question...
"Was there a promise left unfulfilled?"
"And what, exactly, pursued you to undertake such a decision?"
Beatrice detected a moment of sensitivity between two entities that, in a way, may not be so different from what she's heard.
"I had no choice. Since...birth. That is just the general gist."
"You have offspring?? Hhooohhhhhh.
If only my body were...
. . . . . . .Enjoy whatever alchemy you're conducting to do this. It's a waste of time either way!"
//I'll do more later. I just stayed up all night and had random witch muse and want sleep.
Why is my brain like this these days when it's already 7:45 AM?
"Whatever you come up with would likely be the stereotypical witch you see on Halloween. If you're trying to be an ENDLESS Witch?? That's not something you can just mimic or mock!
Someone else has already tried filling my shoes, you knowwwwww???"
And yet...I'm still here. Guided by memories of nostalgia that sometimes? I cannot even tell if I am chasing after something or just trying to pass whatever knowledge I can...before "anything else" can happen.
You understand, don't you?"
"Not any more."
That was all Beatrice needed to say to paint an ominous picture between Humans and fellow Monsters that were reading this script...they each were specifically at a spot where they each could easily achieve such results within their respective fragments alike. -
Us back to most pasts...but there also lies the prestige of being a character that plays different roles inside of different games, this is unfortunately where my very inception "this time around" comes into play."
And then? The eeriest bit of all...
"Boredom kills my kind. -