⊰𝑪hloe 𝑽ictoria⊱parody
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⏤͟͟͞͞Royalty is like dandelions Parody "No matter how many heads you chopped off, the roots were still there underground, waiting to spring up again". 𓉳 #BRIAR Original character by𓆩 ⌕Kitkatsandjava 𓆪 ⊰ https://thecrimsonvixen.carrd.co/ ⊱
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novice who was forced into the Monarchy due to losing her parents. As an only child, by blood it was required. If she had her way, she'd still be at her art studio in California. Unfortunately for Chloe, life had other ideas. Fate chose the bloodline of the last of the Monarchy. Her.
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𓉳┆I used to write sixteen paragraphs at once. And I got told that I was too detailed. That they were not going to put in the effort to read all of it. It hurt a lot, honestly. Because I am a damn good writer. I'm just extremely shy about it because I got made to feel less 😔💔
Don’t forget! When RPing, write the words! Words are good.
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Somethings are better left unexplained..

Who is Dr. Hysteria?

What was his ties to Lilith?

Venture further into the cabinet of souls and only time may tell her eerie demise met by his hand. The chilling and shocking extent she has gone through to gain immortality and what her tragic ending was.
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Don't make the mistake of looking her in the eyes. She will snare you in a grip. Have you falling in love, and bound your soul only to crush you out of existence. —are you really willing to risk your life upon a false feeling, a hoaxed love? Pathetic little thing, you are.
And she will punish those who have pained her...
Once she gets one inkling of rage out, she doesn't stop. Like the blood of thyne energy, her rage will spill out.
#WCW :

Normalize being your own WCW.

People don't know what to do when a woman can provide for themselves.
Chloe ran a hand through her hair, tired and disconnected with the rest of the world. " I know you aren't. She's been a broken record in the back of my head for a while. I...I watched it happen..." She had lost sleep over it for months now.
“sweet jesus,” felicity uttered softly. now it made sense; she looked like her deceased lover. well isn’t that something. “i am sorry, chloe, truly.” she spoke softly. “that sounds horrible. but i am… i am not her, though i may look it.”
" Chloe.. Chloe Victoria." The last name was impulsive stated. She normally hid who she was, yet her state of shock removed all restraint she had in her. " My lover was executed. Our families didn't approve. "
" Chloe.. Chloe Victoria." The last name was impulsive stated. She normally hid who she was, yet her state of shock removed all restraint she had in her. " My lover was executed. Our families didn't approve. "
felicity sighed, out of her depth and slightly exhausted. she rubbed her head. “look, you fainted, you’re still in my apothecary. i am still not the person you think i am, i am not dead, and my name is felicity. that’s it.” she didn’t mean to blurt that out, but she was tired and stressed herself.
She was still speechless. Her face pale, and seemingly lost all the color.
" Who....the f- how th-.." Blinking, Chloe rubbed her head. She was desperate to process all that just happened.
𓉳┆Chloe could just scream really really loud.
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Clara Oswald was a companion of the Eleventh and Twelfth doctor..

— the impossible girl.

— AU / Cannon.

— MS | MV | Parody |

— advanced writer.

Tag: #SpintersOfTime.
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She was still speechless. Her face pale, and seemingly lost all the color.
" Who....the f- how th-.." Blinking, Chloe rubbed her head. She was desperate to process all that just happened.
felicity shifted uncomfortably, before she cleared her throat, not to startle her. once she got her attention, she rested her hands on her lap, eyes locked on her intently.
“welcome back,” she spoke softly, her voice guarded. “should i give you a few moments, or…” she had no idea what to do or ——
A sharp inhale, she shot up coughing and gasping for air. The only thing she could do was think she was seeing a ghost.
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#𝓐𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐀. i need therapy because i am encouraging this 💀
Update : I think need therapy,

Because I just wrote my oc seeing the face of someone who looks like her past lover who she witnessed the execution of.
𓉳┆I'm surprised that I have not heard from your " lawyer." about the traumatic edits 😂😭I have more.
#𝓐𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐀. i shall catch up on replies after dinner, omg what a day 😭
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I wish I could have saved you. God knows you saved me. . . .

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A sharp inhale, she shot up coughing and gasping for air. The only thing she could do was think she was seeing a ghost.
—— bring over some herbs that would help her out of the fainting episode, gently setting them near, given that the smell of them would wake her. she took a seat in a chair by her wearily.

this was certainly a strange night.
A muffled static. She couldn't move. She couldn't think.

Her eyes rolled to the back of her head, and she fainted cold.
She froze the second Fel stepped forward. Her eyes went wide. All she could do was stare. Not moving. Not blinking.

Her breath seemingly caught in her throat. She could not process what was in front of her. Her vision began to blur, all she could hear was a ringing in her ear as Fels voice became-
she caught sight of the panic, and she knew at once what was happening, tentatively, she took a step. “hey, hey, listen, look at me,” she spoke softly, her voice gentle but firm. “i need you to breathe, alright. we can talk about the rest later, but please… take a deep breath for me.”

she waited ——
She shook her head, clearly freaking out. " No. No. No no no. This is a hallucination. Y-you died. Y-y-ou....— I saw.. I saw it. I was there. I was the reason. They had it out for me so they killed you cold blood as punishment.” The panic in her eyes, the hollow churning as her blood ran cold. —
“ this must be a trick. You aren’t real.. I saw your death. I held you while you died.” The panic rose , causing her to cough from overworking herself into a panic attack.
She shook her head, clearly freaking out. " No. No. No no no. This is a hallucination. Y-you died. Y-y-ou....— I saw.. I saw it. I was there. I was the reason. They had it out for me so they killed you cold blood as punishment.” The panic in her eyes, the hollow churning as her blood ran cold. —
the young woman’s brain reeled. what was she talking about? it is clear that this woman was thinking that she was another person.

“i…. i’m sorry, but i think you confuse me with someone else,” she spoke softly. “i am — well, evidentially not dead, and there was no funeral for me either,” she ——
" I thought you were dead.." Her body was trembling. She had been losing her mind the last few days. Since returning to the throne, her ex has been haunting her dreams. Plaguing her mind with hurt and regret.

" I saw you die. I went to your funeral. " She hasn't slept in the last few days.
" I thought you were dead.." Her body was trembling. She had been losing her mind the last few days. Since returning to the throne, her ex has been haunting her dreams. Plaguing her mind with hurt and regret.

" I saw you die. I went to your funeral. " She hasn't slept in the last few days.
blinking, felicity found herself staring in the eyes of a beautiful ginger woman who was standing in front of her, in the middle of her apothecary.

“i… i am sorry,” her voice was tentative and soft, hand touching the counter. “may i help you with anything?”
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Pain. Fear. Deja VU. A whirlwind of emotions. She thought her ex was dead. Then who is this in front of her ? As if life wasn’t sick and twisted enough?
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—— ⊱ tainted history, it’s playing on repeat ⊰——