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Visual Novel "The Cursed Ones"
Part 5
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Blue, yellow, pink, purple-it was such a beautiful sight that Clarice would have been overjoyed to see such a scene, if it were not about to become her grave. She fumbles on her knees for a moment, unable to stand without her other arm, before she finally gets up on both legs. It feels as if her blood has run cold, and like the cavern is spinning, warping. Gagging, she stumbles forward. Tears run down her face as she hovers her singular hand over where the wound was. She laughs a bit, and walks more. And more. Further. Farther. Turning back, she can no longer see where she fell in at, but the blood trailing behind her induces a deep sickness in her. Her blood looked like a magical liquid, embracing all the colors of light around it, and seeping into the deep purple ground beneath her. In her lethargic, limping movement she finally comes upon a large opening in the cavern. No longer a narrow path, but a wide space bedazzled with the rays of multicolored light. A deep throb goes through her left side and Clarice falls to her knees, no longer able to bear the pain. She can't continue. How could she? She was going to die here. Alone. Wet. In this beautiful place that felt like the worst nightmare in the world. Breaking into sobs, Clarice laments everything her mother had done for her-just for this to be her fate. As her cries ring out, broken and encased in a despair no other could know, a giant field of dust flows out in every direction. Rubbing her eyes what stands before her is far more frightening than a missing limb. It was a dragon. A large, dark dragon reflecting the lights will a dampening hue. The scales trailed across it's body as large wings receded behind the figure. The dragon's maw reaches her, and as it opens her world stops. But she is not consumed. Instead what tumbles out is not fire, nor teeth to snatch her up with, but words. "What are you doing here, human?"

Visual Novel "The Cursed Ones"
Part 4
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A long, dark, and heavy dream takes her. In a way, she thinks that this death could suit her. Being whisked away, far from others, to drown in agony in a deep isolation. But fate has other plans. Her curse won't let her go so easily, and much less in such peaceful slumber. Coming to, Clarice coughs up lungs full of sea water. The deep, horrific sting of the salt water burning her eyes, nose, mouth-everything! As she does her best to come to she finds herself in a set of water logged ruins. Covered in vines, moss, and absolutely swamped with slow moving water, mixed between the sea and a potential river. Clambering forward she does her best to see in the damp, flooded ruin. A long tunnel stretches out before her, with holes in the top of it occasionally letting in small glimpses of light. The exit is not visible from either end, and so Clarice has no option but to trudge onward. As she continues forth the tiny pinpricks of light are left behind. The air becomes heavy, hot, and it feels as if the water has started moving much faster. In the darkness the wet clothes clinging to her drive her to the end of her sanity, and as she stumbles the growing current takes her under. Flailing, she barely breathes down a few gulps of air before she is in free fall. A giant opening in the tunnel she could not see in the darkness swallows her whole. Stirring, her body cries out in deafening pain. Vomiting, she crawls on the ground in tears, not knowing what's happening to her. As she finally looks around, she realizes what's wrong. Her arm is gone. Not just metaphorically, or as some kind of saying. It has been entirely ripped off in her decent into the cavern. The blood cakes her clothing, and her heart is beating out of her chest at an insane pace. A chill runs up her spine and she barely gains enough sense of mind to glance around. Basked in a colorful light, she sees that the cavern is covered in gorgeous crystals.

Visual Novel "The Cursed Ones"
Part 3
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But this can't be. The man before her is without a doubt the rumored monster leading the bloody, war consumed land of the Domani kingdom. The man who has over a dozen dead wives. The very one standing before her, showering her with such polite kindness, was a bonafide murderer. It stirs a deep confusion in her. The heart that beats faster each time he kisses her hand in respect, and freezes in fear when thinking about the atrocities he's committed. After this dizzying journey to port, they finally arrive and board the ship to head to the Domani Kingdom. The journey starts out quite normal for a sea faring voyage. Decent seas, fair winds, and the crew bustling amongst themselves, excited to return to their homeland. As they venture further in the sea the water becomes dark from the immense depth beneath them. The sky turns, and a gentle rain becomes an oppressive downpour. Soon the sea has done as she does best-turned tide. With all hands on deck her maid attempts to encourage Clarice back into the inside of the ship, but the chilling rain makes her feel alive. Like a slap awakening her from a long, drawn out dream. She realizes this is her life. No longer in that homeland of hers, and on her way to a place filled with uncertainty. She laughs ever so slightly, face upturned to the drops pelting her experience. Uncertain if it's instability, or if she's gone ill of mind, her maid goes to fetch his majesty. He comes out onto deck as the water slushes against the side of the ship. The rain slows his approach, and just as he comes within reach of her as she holds onto the railing, the vessel lurches. Thrown from the railing backwards, nearly falling into the kings arms, the wave churn, and slam the ship in the opposite direction. Fredrick goes to grab her hand, but it's far too late. Clarice has gone overboard.

Visual Novel "The Cursed Ones"
Part 2
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As the king speaks, he announces something completely unexpected to her. She will be wed for the peace of the kingdom. Not to any random man either, but Fredrick Domani, the infamous warmonger and bride killer of the Domani Empire across the sea. He has been wed countless times, and each time the bride either died or disappeared. It was a fate much more terrifying than just dying to the blade of a hateful, neglectful parent-it was an unknown. How much she would suffer, the pain she'd go through, what he would /do/ to her before she died. She knew nothing. Compared to being hauled off to the slaughter house, this made her stomach churn in unbelievable nausea. Since this is a visual novel you have some choices you can make as the player, but I'll go along the more "common" or simple story path. Fredrick Domani stands next to the Emperor, your father in name only, and intervenes before the Emperor can cause you any more grief-insisting that it would be best to set off immediately. Clarice returns to her room, packs what little she has to her name, gets into a scuffle with her half siblings who view themselves as "true royals" for sharing their fathers golden hair and being treated far better as children of the queen. The scuffle ends and Clarice sets out on a long journey to port, along the way she sees sides of Fredrick that are never spoken of-not that Clarice had ever heard. He is kind to his vassals, fair, and just almost to a fault. The consideration he shows her in his every action is foreign and so overwhelming that it strikes a terrible unease in her. Helping her into the carriage? Ensuring her tattered dress is replaced with something comfortable? Assigning a servant who is devoted and faithful without a hint of malice? The realization dawns on her that perhaps this man couldn't have been the one the maids spoke of in their gossip session as they walked the halls. Perhaps it was someone else entirely.

I was messaging Kiwiiii and ended up spilling about the story related to some of my character boards in the art group, so I decided to post them here!! It gets much more story like as it goes on trust in me my friends ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧

Visual Novel "The Cursed Ones"
Part 1
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We follow Clarice Matis, a child of a lowborn concubine in the Matis kingdom. She is cursed from birth to die young and miserable, and her mother is distraught by this. She turns her sole family heirloom, a beautiful ruby amulet, into a ward to stave off her childs curse. It works for the most part, but her mother passes not too long into Clarice's childhood, and so she grows up without a single ally inside the kingdom. Thrown in a supply room with a small decrepit bed, falling apart furniture, and walls peeling with age, this is the life Clarice has always known. Her family cannot be so hasty about killing her-her mother was smart enough to spread a rumor that interacting with, much less killing Clarice would set the curse upon her attacker. Clarice lives, but it is not a life with dignity, nor an ounce of happiness. As Clarice becomes an adult she is finally summoned by her "family", the king, queen, and her two half siblings. Before an entire crowd of onlookers, nobility from all ranks, servants from every part of the palace, there is not a single familiar face amongst them. The king leers down towards Clarice, and smirks. Clarice assumes he finally found a way to get rid of her without being in danger, and prepares to die. She does so casually in her mind, but even she can't deny the despair forming in her heart. The heavy, thrumming pain that threatens to tear itself out of her chest-is this all her life would amount to?

he's so sweet ohhhhhhhhhh

Guys, I know I'm a little late to the party, but I just discovered this really cool artist from the very early 2000s. His name is Dr. Steel, and his music is THE BOMB. You guys have GOT to take a listen!!!!!

Forgot to set to post in the lounge T-T
Anyway, does anyone know how to fix a phone camera? It keeps glitching out anytime I try to take pictures of my windows

Do you guy like miiinecraft? If yes you should definetly join the Quenqcraft group!! You can share your builds and stuff like that.
Also Dw i won't spam Lounge with minecraft posts so this'll be the only time i upload something from my world.
Any name suggestions for this goober???

TBH I think blogging is probably one of the best things I have ever done for myself because I have gotten better at typing for it. Which I suck at a little still.

I've been on my laptop way more than my phone, which feels like a mildly more healthy option for screentime because I have a lot of ad blockers and just less notifications overall on my laptop as compared to my phone, which is chalk-full of ads and also constant notifications!

Though I still want more not-social-media things to do online... I miss audio books tbh because I got REALLY into them for a second there, and then I heard Spotify was doing ads to recruit ICE agents so I immediately gave it up for at least a slightly less evil option. But that option has no podcasts or audio books!
I have tried to read normal books, of course. But I read paper books with some struggle, and while it has gotten easier? I do like listening to stuff while I draw!
I do not miss podcasts too much tbh. Never got into them. But I do miss constantly consuming books like I was.

This is a big hole i dug for my little underground civilisation. I've got a few villagers sitting off to the side in a dirt box so they don't run away. Just tryna figure out what little shops i should build into the cave walls and stuff before i cover it up. Bedrock Survival :) (I keep dying)

I finally learned how to post in groups lol. I've been posting on my wall this whole time... slightly embarrassing but we're here now!!!

idk how to post in lounge

I'm so bored rn, smhh 😔

Favorite meme?

I love the sad hamster personally.

Important question!!!!! Have any of you guys (who are from the US) seen Redbull apple edition in stores yet??? I've been waiting sooooooo long for it to return and I've heard rumors that it's going to be showing up again this month

What thought(s) keeps u awake at night?

Any stories where u feel surreal? It’s such an interesting feeling.

One time I had to sing and dance in front of my class dressed up as Gordon Ramsay (LIVE) for a school project and it felt so insane 😭

Favorite words to say?? I love how the word “crazy” comes out idk. I also like bottoh o wohah.

Got confirmation from the university I applied for that I'm in for a course! I'm really excited to go there and make some new friends and further my studies! :D

A bit blurry since I was in a car

Downloaded DVDstyler and am working on putting a silent playthrough of Detroit: Become human (specifically Connor's deviant path) into a dvd with menus + chapters and stuff >:) never done this before so made about 3 million mistakes already but hey I'm learning lots!

"The doll" part 1- I SAW IT! I SAW IT MOVE! I SAW IT! I SAW IT! IT'S OUT TO GET ME! WHY WONT YOU BELIEVE ME?!?! I'm not crazy, no no no IM not crazy YOU are crazy. I'm perfectly sane, yes, very sane. I saw that doll move, my eyes do not deceive me- they never do! They say, "Objects cannot move" in mocking tones as they scrutinize my story. I thought that once, but now no more; That horrid day from which this story had begun was one that no one ever believed today.
It was...a chilly day, autumn perhaps, yes. A chilly autumn night, the sun was setting,and the house was quite silent. Everyone was doing their own thing, and I sat in one of the rooms chatting away with my beloved sister, nothing out of the ordinary no but something made me scared. What could make me so uncomfortable and frightened on such a peaceful night? It was the doll. It sat on a shelf in the room, it felt like it was watching me, my every move and glance- I KNOW IT WAS LOOKING. No one ever noticed anything weird about it, said it was "Just an old porcelain doll," trying to reassure my fears, but they refused to see my point of view or hear my story one more time. As we sat upon the couch in the room, I couldn't tear my eyes away from the doll until my dear beloved sister broke me out of it, and I finally turned my gaze away from that wretched doll. "Dude, it's just a doll, it's not spooky or freaky, and it 100%. Can't. Move," she says seriously, she had been tired of my fears and endless rants regarding the doll. She rose to her feet and walked over to the shelf where the doll sat and gently took it, "You're afraid of THIS?" She asked, annoyed as she moved closer to me. "It's creepy! It looks like it'd kill me in my sleep." I angrily yelled back, and with one swift motion, I ripped the doll out of her hand when she brought it closer and threw it at the wall, shattering it into small bits and pieces. Allas, this shall be the day when my peace starts, it's gone, IT'S FINALLY GONE. "What the hell?!?"

HII! if you are someone who enjoys writing(anything from peoms to stories) then consider joining the group I just created! Its called "Story tellers!- write-read-feedback <3".

My occcc :]

BWAHH so many people viewing my profile but only a few sending me friend reqss cmonn don't be scared to talk to me^^ im super friendlyy and i love to talk to others as much as i like to listen hehe

byebies!!!

My sister is still in China and I miss her so much aaagghhh come baaack >:(

Ive been trying to listen to ALL types of music recently, does anyone have any suggestions that you think people don't listen to enough? Ill listen to all of it!!!!