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    I hate the way you make me fall in love.


    Sunset had splashed vivid colors across the sky that evening. The air was warm with a cool breeze lazily drifting around. The castle windows began to glow with the light of torches. There was an overall surreal calm in the kingdom Blazes that night... And it was about to be shattered.


    -Sorry, this wasn't nearly as long and eloquent as I wanted it to be, but I really wanted to get started with the role play so I was lazy, sorry, Cappie xD-




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    [size=28pt][font=georgia][color=white]♛ CROWLEY[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 325px;][justify][color=black][font=andale mono][size=8]Crowley was a ruthless king, probably not very well-liked by the people that he ruled over. No matter how much the people of his city despised him, there was always someone who had reserved the spot of the person who hated him the most.


    Abbaddon.


    God, that woman would probably be the death of him with his fantastic luck. He'd always claimed that luck was for losers anyhow, and he was certainly no common peasant loser. The red head woman that he was forced to wed, the evil b*tch who caused most of the stress in his easy life. She wanted the throne for herself, Crowley knew that much, and they were constantly disagreeing. The obviously win the award for 'most dysfunctional marriage of the year.'


    Crowley lounged upon his elegantly drcorated throne. It had a gold base with a deep red plush throne. He was never one for anything extremely fancy especially when it came to his clothing. He wore a simple cashmere suit in Johnny Cash's palette as he sat lazily.


    ooc; i hope you understood the thing about johnny cash's palette uwu
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    [size=20pt][font=georgia][color=white] ♛ k i l l e r q u e e n .[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 325px;][justify][color=black][font=andale mono][size=8]ooc; still there?

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    [size=20pt][font=georgia][color=white] ♛ k i l l e r q u e e n .[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 325px;][justify][color=black][font=andale mono][size=8]ooc; s'okay dear! i just have a lot of muse for this thread~

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    [fancypost bgcolor=BACKGROUND HEX CODE COLOR; bordercolor=BORDER COLOR HEX CODE; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 400px; height: 275px][align=left][justify][color=white][size=9pt][font=Georgia] -So do I *wink* I'm getting started on my reply right now-

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    [size=20pt][font=georgia][color=white] ♛ k i l l e r q u e e n .[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 325px;][justify][color=black][font=andale mono][size=8]ooc; haha! alrighty~



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    [fancypost bgcolor=BACKGROUND HEX CODE COLOR; bordercolor=BORDER COLOR HEX CODE; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 400px; height: 275px][align=left][justify][color=white][size=9pt][font=Georgia] The queen strode into the throne room, the heels of her expensive shoes making sharp clicks with every step. The deep red lips framing a malicious grin matched the scarlet tint of her hair. The woman's dress swished around her legs in a dark cloud. Abaddon. Her very name meant suffering, and it suited her extremely well as she always walked as if she owned Hell itself.
    The woman chuckled as she gazed upon the pathetic excuse for a king. She knew that if she could take his throne the kingdom would prosper and grow more than it ever could under his reign. But it would be so damn hard to kill him. So the queen put that off to a more convenient time, and instead substituted snark and put downs.
    "Hello, husband," she said, lacing her final word with sarcasm. Her smile tightened to the point where it was almost a grimace. "It's absolutely wonderful to see you."

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    [size=26pt][font=georgia][color=white]♛ C R O W L E Y[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 335px;][justify][color=black][font=andale mono][size=8]Crowley shifted his position so that he now sat in a very un-kingly manner. He looked genuinely bored and unhappy, which was nothing abnormal due to living a pretty sheltered life. He never got to do anything particularly fun and out of the ordinary as he was constantly being watched and guarded.


    As he heard the familiar clicking of heels echoing through the long corridors of his castle, he wanted wanted to throw something. That tone she used with him, the one that suggested she was being heavily sarcastic, made him want to put a sword through brain. She spoke as if she was talking to someone lower than herself, and of course, Crowley thought of himself as much, much, much higher than her.


    After all, Crowley was the king of the kingdom that he shared with that dastardly companion of a woman. He would have never been given the throne without being married to some woman he'd never met, which angered him greatly. He would admit that at the first glance, Abaddon appeared to be a gorgeous and domineering woman, but once she opened her mouth he immediately cringed.


    "Hello, wifey." He mocked back to her. He refused to call her 'queen,' as he did not see her as hi queen. "Must you use sarcasm? That is highly unoriginal, plus we both know that you're not glad to see me at all." He said nearly rolling his eyes. "I can say without a doubt that the feeling is most definitely mutual."
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