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the conversation shifted, marianne eavesdropping as one of the speakers proposed a union, though the angels quickly dismissed the ideas. perfect. this was oh so perfect. Val, a demon, had brought up the idea, Calista clearly had had a bad experience with one of the massive pricks tyrants running...

Great. Spectacular. Wonderfull. Yet more angels entered the establishment. Specifically, a four-winger. And simply lurking, talking to no one in such a large crowd of conversationalists was a great way to draw attention. and so, Marianne would have to mingle. something that they had never been...

The streets surrounding the light bringer plaza The Royal Knights and Reapers were well aware of the unrest brewing. those disenfranchised demons the military forces of the realms were convinced intended to assassinate the king... were planning on just that. the terrorist group Red Hand had...

good. because, given as the capitol is transphobic and generally evil, it makes sense that a trans woman would be reaped as a boy.

wait how many tributes from one do we have?

@Xx-AhsokA TanO-xX Yay, thanks!

hey could i switch my kid from five to the female from seven please?

wip Name: Jeanne Clark Age: 16 District: 12 gender: F D.O.B: June Sixth Height: 6'1 weapon: pickaxe. am i the only one who finds it to be a lovely bit of historical irony that this time it is the tyrant who gets whacked in the head with the pickaxe and not the rebel? stalin go suck it. we win...

im working on it :)

marianne, cowed slightly, took a step back "i-... i did not mean to scare you. nor did i intend to compare you to them in any ideological way. merely the... i don't know, HUMAN EXPEREMENTATION part was what drew me to that conclusion. of course, it isn't like America isn't guilty of comiting...

Marianne stared down at the ground. "I'm... not a monster." they whispered, voice quivering slightly. "if I am one... if I am a monster for being different... for not being that compliant good girl, then perhaps the world ought to re-evaluate what makes a monster. I am a criminal, a doctor, but...

Marianne simply scoffed. "my desire to end my life has no real effect on you. you don't care about any of us. we're like animals, worse than animals, even. according to New Mexico law (this is in New Mexico and I'm not losing my mind right?), animal cruelty is "when a person mistreats, injures...

Marianne did indeed hear, though the scratching of the pencil caused them to flinch. even before, they couldn't take a math test because those things were so damn loud. and whatever the hell the people at this prison had done to them had only made things worse. retreating just a bit more, then...

@StrixDesmodus what plan? mari has no plan. only brute force. and chaos.)) Marianne took a singular step back, staying just out of reach. the doctors had realized how they would bolt if the door wasn't shut, but mari would be taken out of their cell soon enough. all that was there was in the...

Marianne stared back, a look of loathing etched across their face, staying just out of arms reach of the glass. Dreadnought was this doctors name, they thought, they had heard it get muttered. made sense, fitting for such a torturer to have a cruel sounding name. (and, funily enough, at their...

a prisoner of section E, Marianne was currently pacing, muttering to themself, a half-mad look in their eyes. today was another one of those... "checkups". the two words escaped Mari, dripping with loathing. checkups? Hah! more like torture sessions. but, again, Mari had a plan. if they could...

Marianne's lips quirked up, their eyes holding relief. thank goodness, their roommate understood. and, hopefully, no certainly, they would be friends, strengthening the two nation's relationships. "Fern, i am glad to meet you, truly. it is nice to have... someone who gets it. i do hope we can...

marianne, upon hearing the door open then close, stepped out from the taken room, eyeing the other for a moment, then offering a hand "Hello. my name is Marianne, and i am from the Light Kingdom. I use they-them pronouns. What of you?" they introduced themself

marianne flinched at the shout, before quickly undoing their actions, a guilty look in their eyes, before they quickly turned away, heading to where their dorm would be, not talking to fern.

with a sigh, marianne nodded, then, with a gesture of their hand, all photons that would have entered their eyes were diverted away, rendering lisha blind. but... darkness was what lisha had asked for.