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03 September 2010 @ 09:36 pm
1. Of Goddesses; voice - around 5:00pm, Sunday  
[The speaker's voice is a new one; one not heard in Hogwarts walls for close to ten years. Her tone is low and rich, and she speaks slowly - as if she has all the time in the world.]

It has been a long, long time, Hogwarts. [A quiet laugh, low and musical.] Too long. Funny, isn't it, how time can simply... slip away from oneself? So unprediktable, its ebb and flow... there's nothing quite like it.

Mmm... I think I shall take some time to enjoy myself. Make your akquaintance, yes? There are so many desires breathing in these stone walls. So many dreams... So many, so many... [She exhales with another soft laugh.] Invigorating. [There is a long pause, with dulled out sounds of destruction passing in the background.]

I must say, though, that I am shocked by how the standards of edukation have slipped. Lies shroud the place entire. Ah... how can I put it? [Another pause, and in the background, a roar can be heard.]

You see, children... you see, the reality is thus; everything you see, you feel... Everything you believe... is false. [More chaos can be heard in the background, but she carries on, unfazed.]
Your own lives are meaningless, overshadowed by history's weave and your own entrapment in those limited tombs you believe to be living flesh.

Those feelings of worth... of belonging. They are a miskonception. A terrible one. So terrible. So very, very terrible. A trick, pulled over your eyes by little more than a jester.
Who has made you fall to these illusions, you ask? Who has made you feel that you had a place of belonging, when none lies to those with such... flawed, flimsy magik?

The answer will make itself known, in time. In the meantime, let us play together a while. Until the game has unfolded fully.

[A pause, and the book is almost closed, sounds drowned out, and then--]

Oh, Edea? I have missed you so, dear. Your presence was always such a pleasure. Maybe we shall have some time together, you and I. Just the two of us, yes?

Ah, but do not think I have no gifts for the rest of you, dear hearts. I am sure you will find yourselves more than fully entertained with the new challenges laid at your door. Time is a fickle thing, is it not?

ooc; Ultimecia is now in the castle.
She's going to be moving about trolling and trying to find her beloved Edea (♥) so don't count on her replying, or at least not quickly.

After Ultimecia's arrival into the castle, all potions/pastes/etc, will convert to a poison or other dangerous mixture.
All injuries will be accelerated, and all spell casting will be slowed. Another present from Ultimecia c:

And just as a reminder, while you can NPC her cohorts and inferi, control of Ultimecia is for the mods alone. (~._.)~
adventumangelus on September 3rd, 2010 11:41 pm (UTC)
Let's make out.
Grell Sutcliffe (Shizushi - "The Bloody Geisha" ): Licking my lips while thinking of youbloodycinematic on September 4th, 2010 01:41 am (UTC)
[Now's not the time to be admiring the enemy, Grell. But he has his own lies and secrets]

Nnn, such an interesting fate you'll weave. I would love to see your record.

Edited at 2010-09-04 01:46 am (UTC)
notthatharry: Kicking assnotthatharry on September 4th, 2010 04:06 am (UTC)
Hell's bells, who the fuck actually talks like that?

Let me guess, no one understood you or your poetry in high school.