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                                          She said a little prayer, she found herself.                                           Yeah she’s got l i f e in her v e i n s ✿ ✿ ✿                                             she don’t need no rescuing, she’s o k a y.

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ooc; It’s with pretty big disappointment that I have to come back here to post something like this but I feel this needs to be addressed and others need to be aware in an attempt to stop this from happening again. Recently I was informed that another role player azure-princxss / exaltedazure had plagiarised my background information that I had written and past it off as her own. For comparison purposes see HERE, mine is on the right while hers is on the left. I’ve also been made aware that she’s taken pieces from another Lucina role player (parts of the personality section), who I can’t name as I’ve not had permission to include her but I think it’s important to note that she’s pieced together others writing and passed it off as her own.

This isn’t the first time she has taken more than just inspiration from another writer and has paraphrased writing from perceptivum for her own Athena blog courtroomrevolutionnairess such as her Verses, for comparison see perceptivum’s HERE and her’s HERE. And also her about page in general is paraphrased HERE is perceptivum’s page and HERE, HERE, HERE & HERE are hers. Perceptivum politely messaged her about this and THIS was her response, while apologetic it is filled with guilt tripping and she didn’t do what she said she would and hasn’t changed her information.

Back to my issue, I sent her a private ask about the matter and also notified her on twitter that I had a matter to discuss. She responded once with THIS, sound familiar? Thats because the first paragraph has parts copied and pasted from the ‘apology’ she sent perceptivum. Although she did take down the information I requested of her there is nothing sincere about her apology, saying that it was ‘mostly’ her fault as if part of it was my own? I then sent her another ask, asking her to publicly apologise to those she’d stolen from, yet I have received no reply and have noted that she has put her blog on a hiatus. Thus here I am writing this because I believe this wont be the last time she decides to plagiarise and paraphrase from someone.

I feel that others need to be aware of her behaviour, seeing someone else take something you worked hard on is an awful feeling and I do not want anyone else to go through that. This is NOT a message to harass her, but to be AWARE of what she has done and to let her know that it is NOT okay and to hopefully make her think twice before attempting this again. You can be inspired by others, we are all inspired in some way, but think for yourselves and put effort in what you do and THINK about how the other person would feel with you having taken something they wrote or made.

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ooc; It may be obvious that I’ve not been around at all, and it’s with a somewhat heavy heart that I put this blog to rest for a little while as it’s evident I can’t really handle more than four blogs. I don’t intend to stay away forever but for now Lucina needs a break. 

You can find me on my other blogs if you still wish to interact and stuff: Aeris, Lancer & Kurisu

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                        MAY WE MEET AGAIN IN A BETTER LIFE.                   HOME. GUIDELINES. BIOGRAPHY. NAVIGATION.

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finally finished this after who knows how long!

gerome and lucina are my otp of all the kids tbh

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    Branded eyes did not miss the cringe and the slight twist of pain that was present, if only briefly, across his features. His words did little to ease her concern, although she appreciates the attempt. Yes wounds would heal but their lasting effects were problematic, it was such a wound that resulted in his death was it not?

    "But don't you see father, if you were hurt or worse then my struggles would be meaningless." Her purpose for being here was to make sure he survived, as long as she remained alive long enough to see that through then little else mattered, not even her own life. "If you die again I..." she could not bear it, could not suffer that loss once more. A heavy sigh expels as her eyes momentarily divert to the floor as if in thought, before directing them sternly at her father once more. "Promise me you'll remain absent from further battles until you are fully healed," as it was evident he was still recuperating. "Is mother aware of your injury?" No doubt she would be fraught with worry herself.

   —— HE HADN’T been expected her to visit, though perhaps that was foolish    of him. Still, she bursts through his tent just as abruptly as she had burst into his    life, and as he turns to face her, he neglects to take careful motions so as not    exacerbate what wounds he had suffered. Any pretense he might have tried to     maintain about the gravity of his injuries was destroyed before it could occur, as    the sudden turn to face his daughter wrought a wince out of him, pain hissing    through his teeth. She would not take that well.

           ❛ I have… suffered worse. It wouldn’t do to have you go through so            much to make it back to us only to suffer injury yourself.                                           My wounds will heal. ❜

   The unspoken words echo in the wake of the ones given voice:             My heart would not, should you come to harm.

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                    ❝ May we meet again in a better life. ❞

                              Robin of Fire Emblem: Awakening.                               independent  x  active  x  selective                               eight years of roleplay experience

                                home x inquires x abide x robin                                                 — art credit —

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    It was evident who the hat belonged to, for she was a lone figure, clad in white and stark against the greens of the open field. She was to be wary of any strangers, for their enemies were many and some wolves covered themselves in sheep clothing. Yet she couldn't feel threatened by the young woman, so she would abstain from judgement for now.

    "This is yours no doubt?" Lithe appendages fingering the cap now in her possession. She then extends the hat to its owner. "I've not seen attire quite like yours before, it's rather exquisite," she was one drawn to unfamiliar and sometimes strange fashions.

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   & he’ll dive out of the way just in the nick of time, a streak of black & blue dashing past where he had just been before striking the            wh-whoa! what was that? he had been OBLIVIOUS to its presence before, but now he was most certainly aware. his first thought was to call it a creature of GRIMM, but, alas ; it was far too HUMANOID to even be considered such. ROOTED to where he sat, the little soldier boy was struck dumb in bewildered shock as the stranger dispatched the creature dead with one fatal blow.

               ’ i … y-yeah. but what was that       that thing? i mean, it couldn’t be a grimm,                  r-right? but … it didn’t exactly look human either.  ‘

    The remaining foes are taken out swiftly and precisely, like clockwork her blade finds its mark as it had time and time again. Nought was left of their enemies, forms dissipating into purple mist, no doubt due to the magics that kept them animated. A large exhale follows, yet her grip on Falchion remains tight even as she turns to face the young man. Clearly perplexed by these foreign creatures and she does not blame him.

    "They used to be human," soldiers, farmers, regular people now under the control of the fell beast himself. "But no more, and they have no affiliation to these grimm you speak of," no doubt an enemy of this land. "Ah...apologies my entrance was rather abrupt," extending a hand to him to help bring him to his feet. "I am glad you are all right at least, to become like them is a fate I'd not wish on anyone."

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    Heavy and quick strides pace towards her fathers tent, hand habitually placed upon Falchion's pommel. It had not even been an hour yet since their arrival back in camp, returning from a skirmish that thankfully resulted in very few casualties. Yet she wasted no time in confronting the man she so adored about his actions upon the battlefield.

    "Father, forgive me for intruding so abruptly" clearly spoken as if to announce her presence as she pushes through the tent flaps. 

    "I must speak with you regarding our last battle," a deep intake of breath as if to gather her thoughts. "Do not think me blind, I saw you at my back taking blows that were meant for me...to fight at your side now is a great honour but you need not hurt yourself in my stead." That defeated her purpose for being here, she was to keep him safe after all. "Is...is it bad?" Following up in a more timid manner, inquiring about the minor injury he received.

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手強い by 箱

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ooc; It's been a while since I did my last starter call and life happened and I didn't get to all of them ; v ; and idk if people still want them so I'll make a new one to get back into the swing of things. SO like for a starter? Or if you'd like to plot a little just message me.

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    A yawn escapes pale rose lips, lithe fingers attempt to stifle the tired expression but ultimately fails. It was unusual for her to awake so late, often an early bird, yet she enters the mess tent at almost noon. There is good reason for it, yet she would not divulge such matters to anyone, although perhaps a certain few could discern why. "Good morning, I hope I've not missed breakfast," greeting one of the few individuals still present, completely unaware of her bed hair, she offers a pleasant smile.

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ooc; Sorry for the slight inactivity! I’ve been working on a new blog and immersing myself in the series she comes from. I’ll hopefully get to a few things tomorrow~ in the next few days c:

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    "I'm afraid I can't divulge all the details presently, but simply put...creatures foreign to these lands now threaten it," nought but seriousness was expressed across her features. Her mismatched gaze is momentarily placed upon the floor as she continues. "I fear I am to blame, as such I intend to fix my mistake yet I require your aid, whatever skills you possess...will you help?"

           ”I get that, but with what, exactly?"An ear flicked in mild irritation, something in the fibers of his being agitated by something in the air, a presence he wasn’t familiar with— this individual before him an exception to this. As if something were hovering, lingering, a threat, perhaps. "My skill-set is wide ranged, just tell me what to do.”

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   Inigo was a man of fancy—a lover of court and elegance and socialization. He was ill-fitted for the battlefield from day one, but even though he’d taken plenty of shortcuts here and there, he’d never backed down entirely. Even when it got tough and he thought he couldn’t stand the screaming of a man beneath his blade for one more day, he kept fighting. Now, with sword in hand and blood on his finery, Inigo wasn’t smiling. Brows furrowed as he peered out from behind the wall. The ruined structure would offer cover, but not for long, and Inigo knew it as he watched the enemy approach.

   ”They have horses,” he murmured so that only she could hear. “They’ll run us down before we can get to safety.” Brown eyes reel as his chest heaves from exertion, searching for Lucina’s gaze like that would give him comfort. “Someone needs to warn the others. Lucina…”

   ”One of us has to die for this to work. They’ll catch up to both of us on foot.”

   At the corner of his mouth is the tiniest glimpse of a smile that grows and grows like a flower, even against adversity. “You go on ahead—use the walls for cover. If they’re focused on me they won’t search for you. You can save the others.”

   Ah, how he would love to see the end of the war—return to a world where he might philander and relax as much as he wished to, but… “You’re more important in this than I am. You’re the one we all look up to—the one we’re all rooting for. I can’t lead like you can.” He’s smiling now, completely, even as tears begin to roll down his cheeks. “Be strong, Lucina. I know you can win this war, even without a philanderer at your side.”

   A pause, where he seems lost for words for just a moment, like they’d caught in his throat on the way to his lips. Then, with only the faintest tremble in his voice: “Promise you’ll keep smiling? Even when it gets hard. I’m sure it’ll inspire everyone just as it would inspire me.”

    The moment he begins to speak she knows what his intentions are. This isn't the first time he thought to sacrifice himself, back in their ruined future he and her cousin took it upon themselves to do the unthinkable. It was only through her intervention that their lives weren't needlessly thrown away. And while their circumstances were different this time she refused to accept it. "How can you ask that of me?" Clearly distraught as her knuckles become white from clenching her sword so tightly. "Am I destined to live on while everyone around me dies? I wont allow it," a small crack in her strong tone.

    Back when her parents died she'd been completely powerless, and although she'd attained power that feeling resurfaced time and time again. She was made to merely remain because of her status while those around her risked their lives. All because of the blood in her veins, and eventually she fears that's all she'll have left in the end. She can barely bring herself to look at him, that foolish smile present even now, was that all he intended to leave behind? For that smile to simply fade into memory. She fiercely shakes her head, "Don't weigh my life against your own, and while I still have my life I intend to keep yours safe," she would keep them all safe. She promised her deceased father she would change the world, vowed before his throne that she would protect Ylisse. Yet what use was it when those she cared about wouldn't be there to see it? When those that should be there weren't?

    "I shan't, live so you can see it for yourself…please," a plea for him to not do anything reckless, yet reckless was all they had. Peeking over the wall, she knows their options are limited, yet not so limited that one of them must die. A deep intake of breath follows as she contemplates her next move, one she hopes will prevent further deaths. "I'm faster than you, my chances of leading them away and surviving are much higher than yours," a stern glance thrown his way. If it came down to it she would order him to leave while she remained as a distraction.