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[necroprince]

[She’s been here for over a week now. Time to get the lay of the land. The video opens up to a particularly tall blonde woman with a golden skeletal arm and a smirk. She's here to cause problems on purpose.]

Greetings, hello, salutations. My name is Ianthe Naberius. I’m new in town, twenty two, a princess of Ida, unfortunately single and dreadfully bored!

Now, I come to you today, not only to introduce myself, but to ask something of all of you.

Who do you hate most in Trench and why? I’m trying to meet people, network, but it’s so hard and overwhelmingly positive! So consider this an open invitation. Warn me about that dangerous scoundrel who kicked your puppy, seethe about how much you despise me for whatever reason, tell me about your parasocial hateful fixation on one of the local divinity. It can be a minor slight you want to complain about, a friend of yours who owes you two perfectly intact human skulls, or it can be an actual danger to this lovely little community of ours.

Now, before you try to say “this is childish and stupid!” You’re absolutely right, but it is a necessary part of self care to allow oneself to be an absolute cunt once in a while. [Or all the time, if your name is Ianthe.] So let’s not make any grand claims to being above something like this, mm?

Feel free to use the anonymity feature. Or the privacy feature, I guess, if you’re shy or worried about being fileted like a fish.

Comments

[necroprince]

What a wonderfully on-the-nose name.

[opheliac]

Can't take full credit on it but I've learned to love it.

[necroprince]

I do love an origin story. Care to share?

[opheliac]

Eager to get to know me, huh? Well, I don't wanna give away too much right off the bat. Or else where's the mystery? Let's just say my lovely sis made me who I am today.

[necroprince]

Tease. You've got me all curious now.

Isn't that how it is with sisters? You should meet mine.

[opheliac]

Stick around and you might get lil' sprinkles of info here and there about me. — OH, you got a sis? Younger or older?

[necroprince]

Twin, actually. We never spent more than a day apart.

[Until they were ripped apart from each-other by two different sides in a war that's gone on for thousands of years.]

Yours?

[opheliac]

Older. You might can spot her in a crowd! If we stand side by side, you can tell we're related. We got the same features and all.

( and the two of them make the similar piss off faces and lip curling, too! )

[necroprince]

Does she also have matching adorable pigtails?

[opheliac]

Her hair isn't long enough. But I don't really see her rockin' the pigtails. If I could describe my sis, she's more of a "I'm cool but I'll punch your teeth in while I eat nails for breakfast".

[necroprince]

I quite like her already. Is she single?

[This can only go well.]

[opheliac]

Oops, sorry!! Sis isn't interested. Maybe some other time, huh?

( like hell she'll set vi up with anyone to give her the chance to abandon her. )

[necroprince]

[Ianthe laughs out loud.]

That was awfully quick. Clingy type, aren't you?

[Her own sister's pretty similar with her.]

[opheliac]

I'm not clingy. I just know her relationship status. And it's unavailable.

( on the inside, she wants to punch this lady in the gut for the comment. but she'll keep her cool for now. )

[necroprince]

Relax. I'm not so desperate that I need to fling myself at your theoretical sister.

[She seems infuriatingly smug all the same.]

[opheliac]

Good 'cuz my big sis is a real catch and a hottie. And someone desperate like yourself, she wouldn't go for.

[necroprince]

Well, now you're making it a challenge...

[opheliac]

Teh, go ahead and try and find her. I hadn't give much of a description to give ya any leads. 'Sides, I'd love to see you crash and burn. — Gettin' tired of cookin' my meat with my own flame.

voice: un: vi

[faceblocks]

Well, shit. Talk me up, why don't ya?

[she's not looking for anything, but she can't let this comment go. there wasn't even any mention of her fat hands. or boogers. or bad breath.]

[opheliac]

What are you doing?! You're going to lead her straight to you, idiot...!!

[faceblocks]

I'm not lookin' to lead anyone anywhere. Unless it's somewhere they can buy me dinner.

cw for incestuous implications

[necroprince]

So you're the one.

[She can see why pigtails is so rabidly obsessed with keeping her. Not Ianthe's type per se, but definitely Coronabeth's.]

I've heard so much about you.

[faceblocks]

That's me. And I heard it too, so that makes two of us. It's ...mostly true. [does she eat nails for breakfast? no. would she on a dare? debatable. bolts? she'd eat those.]

So what'll it be, Ianthe, Princess, or Miss Lady Girl-Snatcher?

[an eyeroll at that last one because jinx wow]

That hand is bomb. Not sarcasm, by the way.

not here but

[dohaeris]

[oh of course]

[not here but also here]

[faceblocks]

[she just parks herself here because ...welp. no lie detected.]