Anastasia "cuddly lion pit" (
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sugarcube2017-03-28 08:59 pm
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meme || tale as old as time
![]() welcome ; one. come up with an au for your character of choice and leave a top-level. royalty, paupers, villains, enchanters and enchanted all welcome! two. tag a friend and come up with a vague storyline and pre-existing cr if you so choose three. pick a prompt and let your story unfold! one ♫ once upon a time... do you believe in love at first sight or do you need to walk by again? how does it happen? in a small provincial town, in a land far far away, in a castle's quarters? what does a normal day look like? are you taking care of the horses in a stable when one runs off or do you have an urgent message for the king? is there where a curse is woven or even when one is lifted? what does happen to the frog prince after he gets his legs back? every storybook needs a beginning. two ♫ a winter's ball... or a summer's ball! or a spring's ball! really, there always seems to be a good enough reason for a ball, don't you think? the violins are gently playing, the floor is filled with delight partygoers, and the chandeliers shine bright above you. the classical magic is in there air. are you the royal putting on the ball? a pauper invited and waiting for your chance to meet the monarch in charge? or are you more preoccupied with scavenging what's left of the dessert table? oh these people don't know what they've got until it's gone! three ♫ true love's kiss... or if you'd rather, true love's first hand holding, true love's first admittance, or even the confession? but there can be no confession without a proper setting. is it festival day? is it time for all the lanterns to fill the sky? where's the sweet acoustics and flowers blossoming? don't be afraid to take this step. four ♫ daring swordfights... there has to be something else in there that manages to get your heart pounding. where have your adventures taken you? at the very top of a castle, swords drawn against each other? on a pirate ship with nowhere but the ocean to run? in a chase across the tops of tiled rooftops as you chase after a treasure you've been looking for? are you facing down the stare of an angry dragon, who may or may not be your cursed friend? either way, welcome to the action scene option. en garde! |
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Milly must have noticed she seems nervous, from her response. Natsuru still seems confused as the petticoats are fastened in place, but she does nod in reply. Even though she wonders what counts as uncomfortable. She'll probably only 'say' anything if she's actually in pain... if Milly can handle these ridiculous outfits, she figures she should at least try her best. She's human right now, and humans seem to wear a lot of these clothes.
That last comment about the noblemen seeing her dressed down makes her blush. Not at the image it conjures up - she's actually used to wearing much less than this. But the compliment is nice, and the idea that seeing her less dressed-up in this clothing is a privilege that only few have is... interesting. Turning her eyes to Milly again, she wonders what it means that the princess is one of those, if not the only one, who has had that privilege so far...]
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as milly kneels, she smooths out natsuru's skirts, then grabs the shoes she's selected for her.] Usually, I put my shoes on last, because mine are high-heeled and toe-pinchy. These are flat and comfortable, but will be terrible to get on after a dress, I think. Can you put them on yourself? [she can slide her feet in, but maybe she's forgotten the concept of shoes. which is possible. if milly's memory was wiped, she'd forget about shoes too.]
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To her credit, she tries to slip her foot inside, but she can't seem to get the angle quite right. It's like she's figuring out how shoes work for the first time, which might be exactly what Milly expected from the continually naive and innocent young woman she'd taken in.]