Cinia Pacifica Posts

(This is a Joint Post Starring:
TheLoneGentleman and Cinia Pacifica.)

As Louise walked into her room in the Augusta residence, her two hired muscle filed in behind her. As Kudzu walked he immediately felt ill. “Ugh, this is Masario alright,” complained Kudzu. His spirit was throwing a fit at being surrounded by sure pure spiritual energy.

“Hmmm I feel just fine…” said Durran looking around the room. “Where are we?”

“My residence… well, technically mine, anyway.” Louise replied as she eyed Kudu, feigning pity for him. “You’ll just have to get used to it,” she said to Kudzu with the smile of an innocent girl. As Louise was about to leave the room, Kudzu and Durran stepped in to open the doors as she left for the current head of the Augusta house. The Augusta house was originally the residence of her family – all of whom that died centuries ago. As Louise was the last of their survivors, the rights to its inheritance was supposedly her’s to gain. However, she fled from the city – never to come back, apparently – hence the house was simply inherited throughout the generations by her sister’s descendants. Louise allowed things to stay as they become and would only pay visit seldom with otherworldly gifts. Until recently, when she decided to come to the world due to unfinished business.

As Louise exited the room Xavier caught her in the hallway. “Oh you have returned?” questioned Xavier. “If you are looking for Lady Margaret she is out currently.”

“I’m assuming that your keen eyes have observed the situation currently? Care to fill me in?” Louise asked in response to the butler’s words, as she stopped to face him across the corridor.

“You give me too much praise, madam.” he said smiling. “Quite a bit has happened. But on the most important of topics, Leona III has regained her power. She wasted no time in challenging her daughter for the throne. The succession is already underway.”

“...She what? Are you telling me – that the mother and daughter are engaged in a battle at the moment?” Louise asked, a scowl was evident as her tone turned serious. How could she do this? Especially when it was her who loved her daughter so much. So much so that she wouldn’t even let a spec of harm come close to her. Albeit they had a few †˜bouts of fights here and there. They were natural arguments between a mother and daughter. This was going overboard.

“Yes that is where Lady Margaret is right now. She wanted to see it first hand. It is at the plaza if you would like to attend as well.” he answered. “Who are guests by the way?” Xavier looked to the door as Durran and Kudzu stepped out.

“Oh dear…”

“Tch, I didn’t wish to do it despite just coming back… but,” Louise muttered, apparently upset. She then raised her wand. “We’re taking another trip – much shorter one, at that,” she stated, creating a rift in the air before walking into it along with her so-called guards.

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The three stepped out of the rift and came out in the sitting area that overlooked the plaza. Out near the podium they could see Saren, Zhou, and Fenfang looking down at the spectacle. Lightning sparked down from the sky, but the two fighters could not be seen yet. As Louise and her guardians moved to get a closer look Saren noticed them and turned.

When he saw Kudzu he tore his axe from the holder on his back. Zhou and Fenfang turned drawing their weapons as well. They looked at Saren before turning back to Louise and her companion.

Kudzu smirked recognizing Saren. “Still as sharp as ever,” joked Kudzu. Durran grazed his hand over his sword ready to act on a moments notice.

“What is the meaning of this, High Priestess?” asked Saren.

“I don’t know of your past, and nor do I care – in all honesty – they’re currently my bodyguards,” Louise said, her usual expression and smile of a high-class lady all up in the air. “Excuse us,” Louise said, leaping down in a flash, advancing towards the two even further. Saren kept a firm grip on his ace. Kudzu and Durran stood still not wanting to start a fight.

“...May I know what the meaning of this, is?” Louise asked, facing the two †˜Queens’ of Masario. More specifically, one a Queen and other the Former Queen – for now. For the former one to do this – how troublesome, she felt. She truly wondered – what the meaning of this was.

Leona III stilled her hand that was aimed at her daughter’s chest. Leona IV took the chance to put some distance between them. Leona III smiled as she turned to her old friend.

“Simply taking back what is mine.” answered Leona III. “It’s nice that you were able to come, but I wanted to surprise you with me, back on the throne.”

Louise didn’t give her usual smile. Rather, there was a scowl. If analyzed deeply; one would notice… pity?

Louise sighed. “And you?” She asked Leona IV. “...Any comments? What do you think of this farce?”

Leona IV was breathing hard and ragged. It was obvious she was taking all the damage in this fight. She was forced to use this distraction to gather her thoughts, and try to come up with something. “I don’t know where she got all this power from, but I don’t think this was the proper time to pull something like this.”

“And what better time is there? After the kingdom is reduced to ash by your own flames?” responded Leona III.

“You, pipe down,” Louise said, turning an eye to Leona III. “Interferences are unnecessary,” she said. The bad mood was definitely apparent.

The crowd was surprised at the way that Louise just interrupted the fight, but none were about to step up and say anything about it. Leona III sighed and turned back to her daughter.

“This is the way it has been for centuries.” said Leona IV. “I have no right to refuse a challenge.”

“I’d usually try to stop such foolish, and childish fights. However, traditions are there for their own reasons,” Louise stated, before sighing, then giving her traditional; classic shrug. “I’ll follow under the path of the victor to the end,” she declared. “My only true objective at the moment; is to lead humanity to a better path. It has strayed far too much as it is. I suppose Ishtar waited long for my memories to come back, but I won’t waste any more time dawdling around.”

“I take that as we are allowed to continue.” said Leona III grinning ear to ear. Raising her hand infront of herself she began to flex her hand open and closed. Torrents of electricity moved through the spaces in her fingers.

“...I’d love to know how you changed back to that form after this, by the way,” Louise said before closing her eyes for a moment, and cracking up a smile to Leona III. Despite the bad manners displayed to Leona III – they were still friends to the bitter end. “Welcome back, friend,” she could clearly feel the old spiritual energy was she once familiarized with as she spoke to Leona III. She could feel a torrent of power radiating from Leona IV; but casually ignored it. That could hardly graze the former Queen. Yet, despite knowing the glaring gap in power and control; Louise wished to give this young Queen at least one chance; letting her know that Louise intended to play fair till the end; she attempted to show her sincerity to both the legitimate successors, and the eyewitnesses.

Leona IV had secretly been charging the entire time they were talking. Even as they bantered she made sure she was holding in as much power as she could. Her spirit form’s flames began to burn brighter as a result. Leona III noticed this and smirked.

“Come girl, show me the limits of your power.” she said beckoning her daughter with a finger. Leona IV placed a hand behind her and fired off a small flame to propel herself forward. Then she launched up into the air and with all the power she gathered she fired off her Megiddo flame straight down at her mother. Leona III wore her crazed expression even as she was enveloped by the intense flames.

The crowd gasped as they thought that the queen had secured her throne. Louise smiled, however, watching the flames. The monster no doubt lied within… as the flames subsided – Leona III stood inside what seemed like a small electrical barrier. The ground around her was singed, but the former queen was left unscathed. Dispelling her barrier she crouched down as sparks lit up the ground. Then she stood up straight as the current moved through her body and gathered in her hand.

Leona IV was spent on energy and couldn’t muster a flame to propel herself out of the way. Focusing a condensed bolt of lightning, Leona III fired it straight at her daughter. Leona IV began to convulse in the air before her mother ended the attack early, sending the rest of the attack off into the sky. Leona IV fell from the sky unconscious and crashed into the hard ground.

The crowd was silent as they looked at their former queen lifeless on the ground. Leona III turned to the crowd staring at them expectantly. One by one they began to kneel, until it was a tidal wave of respect. Leona III felt nostalgic remembering the first time she saw this. Once again she was back, and she wouldn’t let anyone take her place again.

Louise, however, did not bow like the plebeians. Instead, she chose to give a respectably terse bow; placing a hand to her chest tenderly. “I shall support your cause, Leona III – my Queen,” she said, admitting Leona III’s legitimacy to the throne.

Hearing that the crowd cheered accepting their new queen, for better or worse. Saren, Zhou, and Fenfang jumped down to the plaza. Zhou and Fenfang went to address Leona IV’s injuries. Saren simply looked to Louise and Leona III.

“What is it?” asked Leona III.

Saren closed his eyes. “Nothing…” he said simply.

“Then lets go,” said Leona III. An attendant ran up to stop Leona.

“But your majesty, what about the speech?” he said nervously.

[b“Skip it, I’m tired.”[/b] answered Leona III.

“No, you are doing it,” Louise said, folding her arms. “Or,” she begun, smiling, “you running away from responsibilities already?”

“Ugh, fine I’ll make it quick…” answered Leona III walking over to the front of the crowd.

“Is this really for the best?” Saren asked quietly to Louise.

“Elaborate,” Louise whispered back to Saren, not shifting an eye to the concerned man.

“As her friend can you really support her when she is like this?” said Saren as Leona was giving her speech in the background, as short as she planned to keep it.

“Ah…good call; that reminds me,” Louise said, perking up towards Leona III as she seemed to be… done with the terse speech. “Leona. Mind a moment? I have something to say, you know – as your friend.”

Finished with her announcement she turned to Louise with a raised brow. “Yes what is it?” asked Leona III.

“Good,” Louise uttered, a smile of an innocent lady greeted Leona III, before her hand was laid tenderly over her cheek, rubbing it for a moment. Who’d have thought what’d happen next? Her hand parted the soft and alluring cheek, only to bash it with much force momentarily; she was slapped. Slapped hard.

A lightning bolt shot down near them as the hand assaulted Leona’s cheek. As she looked back to Louise her eyes were flashing gold. Leona quickly calmed herself down regaining composure. Her left cheek showing a red hand print.

“And what may I ask what that was for?” asked Leona III. The crowd behind her grew restless and began to talk amongst themselves.

“What do you think you’re doing? She is your daughter,” Louise said, wearing a frown with a fiery look. Even if Leona IV was actually picked up from the streets – Leona IV was still a daughter to Leona III. “Where is that loving mother gone – the person I met who requested me to join into the ranks of the officials? You’re nothing but a mere monster now,” Louise’s brutal honesty was apparent now, as she didn’t bother to sugarcoat her words.

“If that… is what I need to be to win this war. I’ll gladly become a monster,” answered Leona III. “If you thought I was out of line. You could have stopped me before, but you watched. Just like everyone else. Why? Because you all know you need someone willing to get their hands in the muck and blood.”

“Of course not. If you’re comparing how bloodied my hands are, with yours; then give up – it’s not even comparable,” Louise said, dropping yet another sigh. “I just feel that casting aside your daughter is what you should truly avoid. You could’ve done this in a much more civil manner – instead of being an absolute barbarian to receive the throne.” So much for a Queen, not picking a more peaceful solution was her mistake. Louise simply watched because of the tradition, and because Leona III made her own choices. This didn’t stop Louise from criticizing her, however. Someone who could be willing to bloody their hands? If Louise could become a Queen; she would – rather than watching foolish acts like these.

“Look, I held back. What more do you want? I expected you of all people to have my back here.” she answered. “I know better than anyone that she wouldn’t have just handed it over. We don’t have time to be civil.”

“If a Queen doesn’t live with her graces up, who do you expect to follow your example? Who’d give you the time of day to support you? Respect to the throne’s owner is one thing, and serving purely out of respect for you, yourself is another.” Such cases often gave rise to revolutions and acts of treason in other worlds. This was nothing new. Human minds can be judgemental, just like Louise. “Stop thinking about just the present, and the war. Start thinking about the future, too,” What if Leona IV completely loses the resolve to aspire to become a more competent Queen in the future due to her defeat? Leona III wasn’t immortal and was growing old day by day, while Leona IV was still quite young even now. “I’ll take care of Cain, so stop this pointless rush. Do not allow your emotions to cloud your judgement. I want you to be a proper Queen, not some desperate muddied lady who I don’t even know.”

Looking to her daughter she scowled. Then she turned to Louise and closed her eyes in thought. “You always had extreme ways of getting your point across, but stop worrying. This is where things get fun,” she replied with a kind expression.

“A fun… war?” Louise turned around, she muttered something. Something dangerous under her breath before she took her leave. Kudzu and Durran followed close behind once Louise was out of sight from the public eye. Leona III looked after Louise, and her compatriots as she walked away before averting her eyes back to her people with a questionable smile.

(This is a Joint Post Starring:
TheLoneGentleman and Cinia Pacifica.)

“Thank you, I’ll leave it to you, then,” Louise spoke, apparently standing above the staircase. She wore a black dress – it was reminiscent of a corset – along with a black and pink skirt, that seemed really short; showing her milky white and slender pair of thighs – unlike the norms of Masario. Her hands were clad with black long gloves, and her legs; with black-lace stockings; she most likely wore garter underneath the skirt. “A live concert, you say? I apologize, but I hardly have to time appear on one of those now,” she said to her friend on the other side of the phone. “I have to take leave now. Take care,” she hung up as she then approached Durran and Kudzu on the living room.

“Alright, let’s be on our way, shall we?” Louise suggested, looking down on the two.

“You decide on where you want to go first?” Asked Durran.

“Mnm,” she nodded in response. “We’re going to Masario, first,” she said, then turned to Kudzu. “I apologize, but you’ll have to wait a bit more till your reunion – with your dear son,” she said, not quite providing a bow along with it. Louise then cupped her hands over her chest. Closing her eyes – focusing and concentrating – her ties to the rest of the environment; the nature and the world – was cut off. Her form soon glowed with a silvery light as she begun to sing a forgotten song sonorously, of which the lyrics were of a language known not to people. Louise needed to gather more spiritual energy, just in case. Even if she had enough to teleport back to that damned world; she’d be completely sucked dry by her World Gate spell when it’s ultimate version is put to use, since she had already exhausted her powers while fighting the avatars not too long ago.

“I guess I’ll be on guard detail for a little longer then,” answered Kudzu with a grin.

Louise stopped singing. Apparently, she gained the powers she required now. Regardless of what world she sang from, she could always connect to the Heavens and borrow spiritual powers from there. “Glad to have you around,” she replied nonchalantly before taking up her beloved gold wand – which shined with her magical force of power. She then begun walking down the stairs at last, and pointed her wand straight. Straight towards the two gentlemen down before her.

“Ken, gyolf, hagaras, soyl, beorc, daeg,” Louise chanted with every steps she stood. “Vasasu, son, wyad,” she further chanted as she came down. The oval shaped rift finally opened behind the two, and Louise then walked into it. The other two following her into it.

I don't get sp00ked.

cus im pr0

eyyy

Lol I wish. Everyone fears me pulling the act of turning on pr0n. I don't have a room of my own, and my computer is placed in the freaking living room. It's a peculiar lifestyle.

It's basically fantasy/magic style table-top RP. I'm only 'borrowing' mechanical ideas and rules from it. Granted, this makes my RP pseudo Art Magica RP; I adds more uniqueness at least... despite it being supposed to be dark themed.

I don't think I've ever allowed others to roll for themselves. Feels wrong. I'm surprised you'd join RPs though, even if in real life. Not sure if I've heard of Pathfinder, though.

Stop, stop. If I read the first two titles' stories again I'll die from embarrassment. That said, I think my best individual work was The Golden Companion. Well, I learned something from my shame I guess.

What you learn from derpy writing is - how derpy they were, and how much you should improve.

My next story - that I had in mind for the contest - had a heroine with the you-know-who personality, albeit slightly more mature. I don't know if I have a talent for writing, but I do know that I need an ideal environment to work on one.

Also, I'm working on a Time Warriors Revamp now. Do you think anyone still likes Ars Magica?

This is nothing like a CTFG tier drama... not sure if it's even worth a comment like that.



Most of the people are pretty chill here, though. I know one person who lost her cool here and there, though.

Writing long posts doesn't necessarily mean that one lost his cool, of course.

Oh, I knew the meaning, but I felt that you meant it in a different way.

I do write in the presence of others... like for RPs. But then for some reason I feel extra embarrassed when I do my individual writing in front of others. There is particularly one person almost always there. As if watching me. It's irritating, and I can't focus. And I hate writing in those conditions. Personal preferences, I suppose? That's just me. I have a general story in mind, but then sometimes I feel like there are better things for me to spend my time in. So, via one way or another, stuff like this goes down at the end of the priority list. I don't have the confidence of a winner so I feel like a wastage of time would be the more likely case.

Uhm, which stories are we talking about? If it's the older ones from my portfolio... my head hangs in shame for them even now.

Run for your money? That an expression that my writing interests you? To be frank, I'm willing to believe otherwise. I haven't done individual writing in forever so I'm like very, very rusty.

Anyway, it's definitely not writer's block when I hadn't even begun writing yet. I just can't stand people watching and reading what I write in real life. I want to be alone when I write... but then no one wants to do that.

Paperweight Chihaya blew my mind.

I'd love one with Miki or Iori, that's for sure.

I still think that she doesn't deserve so many chances.

5/10

Bleh, I'm throwing the towel on this contest.

I kinda wanted that prize and was planning to negotiate with Coffee to have it sent to my paypal.

Turns out - however - I can't concentrate on writing at all. Putting aside the huge stack of RP'ing, VNs and Final Fantasy XIV... there are just too many people surrounding me almost all the time. It's just annoying and I can't put my mind to it due to possible peeks and insults going off about what I do IRL.

I sorta wanted to compete with you for once, Xenon.

'Tis a shame.

Oh wow.

7/10

>mfw not into pee fetish

Don't need to know the horror, right? It's still in your avi, though.

Fucking disgusting, like that one retarded chuu2 heroine from that chuu2 show.

That eye-patch girl in the avi sux.

9/10

Fuck, that's hot. I like it. Where's it from?