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Thread: The Cursed Mirror | DontxBlinkk et Kathria

The pharaoh's expression barely changed. Anger had been etched into his features and even her words couldn't begin to change what he thought about the situation. As she spoke, he lifted a hand and waved the first two fingers towards a doorway, sending a nearby guard through it for several moments, giving Annette enough time to speak. He knew straight out that his younger son didn't trust the woman while his eldest was curious. She would have been killed on the spot if he wasn't interested in finding out more. As for the king himself, he was willing to listen, in case she was sent from the gods above. Folding his hands behind his back he waited for the final explanation before bothering to speak. His thin sandals hit the stone with each slow, thoughtful step. If what you say is true... then I can not hold you here. Sebak made a sound to speak, but it was quickly silenced by his father's hand. The man turned his gaze onto his son as he continued on. If my guards find though that you have stolen from me, your punishment will be-- The guard returned to the room, calling the pharaoh's attention to the side as his words ended in an instant. It's missing, the guard informed him. There was a moment of silence before the pharaoh wheeled onto Annette. Thief! he cried, sending a pulse of burning rage outwards from his throne. The women around him seemed to back away all at once, followed quickly by Osaze. Sebak jumped to his feet, not waiting another minute. Call the priests! he called, doing what he could to calm his father down. There is no time for that! The palace guards grabbed the woman once again, tossing her onto the stone ground while they made sure to keep her in one spot. You have stolen from the pharaoh of the Nile. For that, your death will be swift. I demand to know the location of what you have stolen from me. Each and every item. But what if she is from the gods, the prince continued, approaching the scene cautiously, daring to speak over the king. Give the priests a chance before you feed her to Khnum! The river is upset as it is, another sacrifice will not help control her or Khnum's wrath. Yahya paused for a moment. His son knew exactly where to poke and prod to make him stop. His eyes turned to the man before narrowing once again, debating inside of his mind of the proper steps to take.
Thread: The Cursed Mirror | DontxBlinkk et Kathria

The pharaoh took the mirror, gripping it tightly as he looked it over, eyes narrowing further, staring harshly at the name scribbled on the back. Explain this, he demanded, approaching Annette. One of the guards lifted her shoulder, forcing her to her knees to face the pharaoh properly. You have done quite a deed for a girl of your size. He looked her over but refused to give her any sort of clue as to what he was choosing to do with her. The guards knew better he was preparing to give his final conclusion. Death was in her near future. But the king held still, his eyes lingering over the girl held in front of him. And that quickly. I'm amazed, he added, almost sarcastically. Ugh sorry small post. I'd like to bring the priests next, but Annette gets a chance to answer first. And if you feel like it, you can be one of them.
Thread: The Cursed Mirror | DontxBlinkk et Kathria

I'll leave that part to you lol. I just figured the mirror part would be a good twist Annette was completely confused as to what was going on as the Pharaoh returned to being angry. He seemed to grab the handle of the mirror before approaching her and the guards forced her on her knees. Everyone else was silent as Annette rose her hands up and shook her head as she got sight of her name on the mirror. It wasn't her handwriting, she knew that much. She had done hieroglyphs before and that definitely was not her scroll. That's not my handwriting. I swear I didn't do it! Annette cried shaking her head at the Pharaoh but in a way she knew he would not believe her, in a way she knew he just wanted her dead. She was telling the truth afterall. She had not taken the mirror, she had not written her name on it, but there the mirror had been in her position and there her name was on in. You have to believe me! I'm telling the truth! Annndd a short reply to your short reply lol!
Thread: The Cursed Mirror | DontxBlinkk et Kathria

The doors to the room broke open to expose two shuffling bodies. One was tall, lanky and elderly while the other was an average height, curvy woman. While the man held the appearance of a stereotypical wise mage, the woman looked as if she had just stepped out of a 1950's pi-up magazine, complete with batting lashes and deep brown hair. The two were wearing similar ropes white decorated with good and gems with thim emblems of the gods, displaying their important position in the pharaoh's court. The priests had arrived and all eyes turned to them as they came to the steps. The elderly man allowed his eyes to dance over the woman in front of the king while the woman didn't bother at first. It wasn't until they bowed that she turned her head towards the guest. Your highness, the man uttered, rising to his full height. The gods have not told us of a visit from above. But they have surprised us in the past. He turned slowly to look at Annette once again, allowing his eyes to linger this tike around. The female priest took a few steps around the back of her, gesturing the guards away. The man continued. Visitor... If I may be so bold, what is your name? And which god looked down upon us and invited you to join our most holiest of cities?
Thread: The Cursed Mirror | DontxBlinkk et Kathria

Annette watched as the priests entered. The old man was not the first to gain Annette's attention, but instead the woman grasped it. She was stunning and often Annette had wished to be as beautiful as that. Annette kept her mouth shut as she watched them approach her. She wondered what they would say. Would they deem her unworthy of their Gods? They scanned her with their eyes making sure she was all there. Annette gulped wondering if they were going to say she was not from any God they knew. Instead the priests surprised Annette stating that the Gods had surprised them in the past with their presence of things unknown. Annette relaxed as the guards had let go of her. Annette placed her hands on the ground of the Palace. Maybe it would be wise to come clean, she could not keep up this charade forever. When he asked her name Annette breathed in deeply before releasing her breath. My name is Annette.. She closed her eyes and balled her tiny pale hands into fists as her long braided red hair fell onto the ground by her face and made a small circle. I know your Gods, but I do not believe they sent me. I woke up in the alleyway and found the mirror. I was lost and confused but I wanted to return it, but before I could collect any of my thoughts people began to scream and accuse me of thievery. I am not a thief. Annette smacked her hand against the marble floor, frustrated with her words knowing she might be sentencing herself to death. I don't know who left the mirror there, but I found it and I wanted to return it.
Thread: The Cursed Mirror | DontxBlinkk et Kathria

Do not lie to me, the pharaoh demanded after a moment of silence. Just as Annette had read, the pharaoh's word was truly law. No one seemed to move but it was clear that they were now uncomfortable, caught between listening to the priests and the man they called their king. The feminine priest slid forward, holding her hand out above Annette's head. I may not allow this woman to be harmed, she began but there was no warmth to her voice. She was about as warm as the stone floor the so called thief was sitting on. You know my position. My hands are tied. I apologize, my pharaoh. With another step back, she continued. Perhaps though... she could be tested. Anubis may grant her another life if she is telling the truth. That is barbaric , Sebek rebelled, stepping forward onto the steps, wedging himself between his father and the priests. And if she is, we will loose the gift from above. But if she is not, young prince... The priestess wasn't about to let this up. She knew where she stood and was going to fight for it for as long as she could. Feeding a girl to Ammit is cruel! he argued, turning his head towards the man at the top of the steps. Would you truly allow this to happen in front of you? You can't even be sure she wrote on the mirror. The prince reached forward and took the mirror from his father, turning it over to look at the handwriting on the back. He paused, looking over the shapes closely. This piece... Something had him shocked, but even he was unsure as to what it was. ... isn't important enough to risk someone's life over. I am sure you can find another mirror like this. Even greater possibly. His father took it back, gripping it tightly. I believe Anubis can tell us our answer. No! Father, don't allow this! Sebek stepped forward once again. It is not our place, Sebek, he informed him. Those above will judge for us. Sebek needed to think quick on his feet if he wanted to keep this woman alive. She had a chance to speak and argue her case before the prince began to speak again. I want her, he demanded, drawing not only his father's attention to him but as well as everyone's in the room. I want her, he repeated. I am missing a servant since she is now carrying your child... I'll make sure she never takes from you again. And if the gods see it fit to judge her, then let it be. They will in time. But until then, make her mine.
Thread: The Cursed Mirror | DontxBlinkk et Kathria

Sebek turned to the priest giving him a slow nod. He hadn't thought about that option but he needed to keep his word. He didn't want the woman to die over something that couldn't be proven. If she was sent for that reason then the gods must have a reason for it. I can not work against what they wish, you know that more than anyone. He slowly turned to look at the strange woman. My servants will take you and do what is needed. Be prepared by this evening to work. I expect from you what I expect from the rest of them. He waved a finger towards a guard by the door to fetch the head of his maids. The man didn't waste a second. The pharaoh returned to his seat and looked over the back of the mirror, looking quite cross. I hope your son knows what he's doing, Naeem, he commented, looking up towards his son. The maid of the queen lifted her head to look at the two men before lowering it once again. I trust he does, pharaoh, she responded calmly, narrowing her attention onto the prince some several feet away from her. The prince, on the other hand, didn't bother to look at the woman that was just addressed. Instead he stepped towards Annette, finally taking a moment to look the woman over. They were off the streets, in an area that she couldn't run from. It all made sense for him to do something like this now. With a firm hand, he lifted her chin, looking carefully over her face and hair, checking the texture and the length along with getting a better look at the colour. Next, he placed his hand around her chin and continued the look over, checking her face and skin, making his own silent judgement as he did so. She was strange, with the light dotting on her skin, the red colour in her cheeks... Sebek trailed his fingers along to her ear, over her hair once again then down her neck to the strange cloth covering her body. He gripped the shoulder of her shirt, pulling it away from her skin for a closer examination. This won't do, he thought out loud. A new woman came up beside Annette, with a motherly disposition, salt-and-pepper-coloured hair and long, loose robes. She came to a stop, facing the prince without an ounce of fear but all the respect in the world. Zaliki, take care of her for me, he instructed. Have her prepared for dinner. Ife was a wine server, was she not? Give her that position. We'll work out more later. New clothes, bath, proper look... He turned towards the woman with a small smile. I trust you can do that all in time. The woman nodded as Sebek removed his hand from Annette. We'll take care of it all, she assured him, setting a gentle hand on the red head's arm. Come along, dear.
Thread: The Cursed Mirror | DontxBlinkk et Kathria

Zaliki wasted no time getting ready for dinner with Annette. She walked down a hallway, passing by what looked to be a kitchen full of well fed and healthy workers. They barely looked like they were Egyptian, other than the similar outfits and short haircuts it was obvious to someone like Annette they were slaves. High paid, well kept slaves, but slaves none the less. The elder woman escorted her charge into another room, pausing for a moment outside of the door before she entered, making sure her footsteps were heard. Behind Annette came several woman with a tray of food each, typically small ones full of fruits and meat familiar to the Nile region. With the bread decorating the plates, it looked to be just enough for one person perhaps another if someone was invited. Inside of the room was the same matching marble, floor to ceiling window-like openings surrounded with flowing curtains. Hieroglyphs were lining the walls but nothing seemed too serious. From the images, they were stories of the gods, more light hearted than what was found in the other rooms or even in the museums. Columns came up from the floor just as they did in the other rooms. On the far side of the room was a large bed covered in blankets of the finest cloths, pillows scattered around it's surface and a canopy-like item suspended above it. Surrounding it was a deep purple curtain with bright red and golds stitched into the cloth, cutting off the bed from the other parts of the room, which held everything from weapons, both practical and display, a table littered with papers, brushes and ink and several large chairs set up around one of the wider tables. This was obviously some sort of meeting area for the prince who lived inside this room. From one of the windows entered Sebek. Whatever else had happened in the room was now upsetting him, which was displayed on his face as the women were setting the plates down at the wide multi-purpose table. The scent of fresh water and spices followed him inside and didn't die as he began to strip himself of the gold decorations he had put on that morning. Two of the women approached him, hands out to take the items from him and put them in their proper locations. Without a word, the prince crossed the room and slid into one of the more comfortable chairs, letting his back sink into the pillow sitting against the back of the seat. A sigh escaped the man's lips as his eyes sagged closed, allowing his head to fall to the side, using the back of the chair to hold himself up. In a word, he was exhausted. It didn't matter what time you were from, that look and body language could only mean one thing. After a moment of silence and shuffling of the gold carrying women, Sebek moved, resting his head against his hand as he held out his other, palm up, as if asking for something. One of the servants in the room took a golden glass from the table and set it gently in his hand before stepping back, giving a side look to Annette to help her along. They were all new at one point in their lives. No one had a reason to no help her, especially if they all wanted to have a pleasant evening.
Thread: The Cursed Mirror | DontxBlinkk et Kathria

Annette was silent as she followed Zaliki through the halls of the palace. She figured she was going somewhere where the prince. It would make sense, he had picked her as a servant and now she would do as his previous servant had done. So she followed every twist and turn of the halls until they got to the room with the servants. Annette's eyes looked over the servants in the room before going to the servants holding the trays. Annette followed behind them into the chamber behind the doors only to see the room inside. It was definitely someone's room, a royal room. She was awestruck by the beauty of it all, everything here was so beautiful. Then Annette saw him and saw whose room this was. She watched Sebek come to the table and sit down in a chair but she was silent as she watched the other servants do their business. She could tell by the motion of his body how exhausted he was and she wondered what had occurred to exhaust him. Was it finding her in the alley? No he had seemed fine then. He had seemed fine a moment ago in the throne room. It had to be something a bit ago while she was getting redone, remade over. Annette's train of thoughts were stopped as watched him hold out his hand and a servant instantly put a cup in it. At first she just stared at the cup for a long time before the servant that had placed the cup in his hand looked at her and edged her on. Annette moved over by Sebek before pouring his glass full of wine. She stood by him, bringing the pitcher back up to her chest as she looked down at the prince furrowing her brows. She was still curious, and she needed to know something. You saw something on the back of that mirror that shocked you..I could hear it in your voice...What did you see? Annette knew she probably shouldn't have asked, but it was bugging her. She had seen the motion in the prince's body and the tone his voice had taken.
Thread: The Cursed Mirror | DontxBlinkk et Kathria

The pause between getting the cup and having it filled played with Sebek's nerves in an unwanted way, but it didn't last long. He soon heard the sound of wine flowing into his cup. He held his hand still for another moment, giving Annette a chance to back away. Or ask a question, that worked as well. The women in the room seemed to be caught slightly off guard, but not as much as others might have. Sebek was close to his servants in a way that they could speak to him without fearing they would be punished. On occasion, they could sneak food from his plate or even join him, if they played their cards right. It was a bonus for having a prince born of a maid just as they are. Sebek had no problem inviting them to his table for a meal if the mood hit him. Sadly for Annette, he wasn't in the best of moods and the other women knew that. They all straightened their backs in an uncomfortable way, giving the new girl a chance to deal with the prince on her own without their help. Sebek lifted the glass to his lips, taking a drink of the liquid before setting it lightly on the arm of the chair. Your name is... Oh what was it... Ann-at.... yes? The prince could barely remember her name. It was awkward to say on his tongue but he managed from how he read it on the mirror. It was wrong, but he was trying. His eyes turned upwards to look at her for a moment before shifting in the chair and gesturing to the slight open space in front of him, between the table and his chair. Stand there, he instructed, letting his legs spread slightly, giving her room to stand between them, allowing him to get a better look at her. Let's see what Zaliki has done with you.
Thread: The Cursed Mirror | DontxBlinkk et Kathria

Annette could feel how tense the room got when she had asked him a question. Everyone had fallen silent and was staring at her. She held tightly to the pitcher in her hands as she watched how everyone reacted. The way they straightened their backs, the way the prince was silent for a while. She was expecting something of a scolding for speaking out of line without permission. It was only a matter of time before she did something like that of course. She was a free woman from the future living as a servant in the past. Her eyes followed him picking up the glass and drinking it. She watched as he set it on the chair before he tried to say her name. It made her wince a bit at how badly he said it, but at least he tried. Ann-ette. She said, not really trying to correct him just trying to tell him how to say her name properly, though he might take it as an insult. She blinked when he looked at her, not at all answering her question when he gestured in front of him. He wanted her to move in that small space in front of him? She was a bit confused, until he spread his leg to provide more room and he spoke again. Annette sighed before moving to stand in front of him. It was awkward to say the least, standing there in front of him. She dropped her gaze looking at the marble on the ground as she held onto the pitcher that was in front of her chest. He wasn't answering her question and it made her press her lips together to form a line. She wanted to know, but she wasn't going to press it..not right now at least.
Thread: Problem with Inbox?

For some reason people are not able to send me PMs to my inbox. I believe I've checked every corner of the User CP, and I don't see anything that says I have them blocked. They're not on my ignore list. Added to buddy list to be sure and it hasn't seemed to help. I also don't think my account is on hold or anything. I can send them fine, but other people can't reply.
Thread: Problem with Inbox?

Check how full your inbox is...
Thread: Problem with Inbox?

Lol, I just joined today and it is only 1 being used
Thread: Problem with Inbox?

Can never be too sure. People are constantly posting questions about PMs and the only problem is that it's full and they don't bother to check. Just trying to save the mods some time.
Thread: Problem with Inbox?

Okay, may be a stupid question, but do you have it set so people can send you a Pm...? 'Cause your profile says no, and I know it's an option that might have been switched around.
Thread: Problem with Inbox?

So very sorry. -- Derp on my part. I attempted to uncheck the notification of PMs, and instead I misclicked and turned them both off. Everything should be working fine now. Again I apologize.
Thread: Problem with Inbox?

It's all good. We all derp at times. At least it's been worked out. Happy role playing!
Thread: A different sort of kink ;)[full up!]

RE A different sort of kink Loli is against site rules, so you might want to try something else before you get into trouble. I don't know about bestiality
Thread: A different sort of kink ;)[full up!]

RE A different sort of kink Bestiality is not against site rules. Now for the Loli, the site rules state that every character just be at least fifteen, and must be developed.
Thread: A different sort of kink ;)[full up!]

RE A different sort of kink Beastiality pictures and videos are banned,but I don't think RPs are. But Loli is most definitely banned.
Thread: A different sort of kink ;)[full up!]

RE A different sort of kink Thanks for the info!
Thread: A different sort of kink ;)[full up!]

RE A different sort of kink Never a problem! Sent you a PM about incest RP.
Thread: looking for illiterate nonRPer to waist time plotting and suddenly disappear

Ooo. Can I suggest some overplayed, tired pairing that everyone wants yet no one knows how to play properly? That way, when I inevitably get bored and leave without telling you, you can wrack your brain wondering why I won't or haven't replied? Maybe we can flesh out a good idea, then I can immediately bail by telling you I have too many RPs going on, only to advertise for more two days later? Can I? Can I? Pretty please? Never mind, I'm bored.
Thread: looking for illiterate nonRPer to waist time plotting and suddenly disappear

Heh heh. For a moment this really confused me alot. Then I actually Loled.
Thread: looking for illiterate nonRPer to waist time plotting and suddenly disappear

I just wanted to let you know, I'm posting this to give you a bump in hopes you find someone worth RPing with. You are AMAZING, cause you're post is extremely accurate. o.o
Thread: looking for illiterate nonRPer to waist time plotting and suddenly disappear

Can I PM you and not even get a THOUGHT of a reply, even if it is only saying you don't want an RP? I get tired of those considerate people replying to my messages... so rude.
Thread: looking for illiterate nonRPer to waist time plotting and suddenly disappear

Not often do you read something and actually know its sarcastic.
Thread: looking for illiterate nonRPer to waist time plotting and suddenly disappear

I had a good laugh out of this. Ah, the internet is awful sometimes...