(2013) open rp post

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permanent open rp post

new year, new post.
❧ select one of my characters (or one that you know I play but isn't on the list)
❧ leave a prompt: pictures work best; lyrics, scenarios of your own creation, etc.
❧ reply as many times as you want.
❧ the apocalypse finally happens.

❧ please note that I am extremely backtag friendly and will be backtagging these threads until the cows come home. and I'm always really eager to do things even if this post is found months after it's posted. also lol sometimes i may take a bit to get to them since some characters are harder for me to think up things and require some canon review! sorry for the wait, i'll make you a vegemite sandwich in the interim.

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[smirks]

[ smirky morgana is unforgiving. ]

[ uther refuses to recognise her as his daughter in fear of threatening arthur's position to the crown. morgana had never had any interest in being queen of camelot — she had been content to be lady morgana, in the shadows, belonging to a family who wanted her. but after uther's refusal, hatred began to swirl in morgana's heart, and what she had never longed for became her ultimate goal. her father would not give her what she wanted, and she was determined to ensure what he wanted never came to pass. ]

[ killing arthur has never been an option. he is her brother, her confidante, her friend. but she wishes to make uther pay, for keeping her in the dark, for lying to her, for not caring for her at all, for all the lives he took so selfishly. he'd denied her the life she had wanted for his own reasons, and she was determined to not let it rest. ]

[ she rides out into the forest to him. he's her only confidante, the one who she can confess what puzzles, troubles, and angers her. killian has been such an odd confidante, but he belongs nowhere, just as she. she had met him while under morgause's tutelage, and, for some reason, he had lingered, like a ghost, always in the forest when she needed him. ]

[ she's ranting. ] I want him dead. I want him to feel the pain that I have. I want all of Camelot to see him for what he truly is — a murderer.