Chapter 14 Sneak Peek

Chapter 14 Sneak Peek

Militus Terrus POV

He watched boredly as the clockwork servants scurried around the palace, some carrying decorations while others perfectly balanced trays full of food, a hand absentmindedly rubbing the bandages still around his throat. It had just became afternoon, so he knew he still had more than plenty of time until he had to get ready for the ball later that day. He could hear the crowds of people in the throne room, the various nobles and royalty presenting their gifts to Lucette.

‘Presents. Presents back then used to have special meaning and love in them. Now, they only give them to her when they want something from her in the future.’ He remembers how Mrs. Favero would spend almost a full hour wrapping Lucette’s presents from her, carefully tying the ruby red bows until they were perfect. 

He always thought it strange how much time she spent on something stupid like a bow but now he understands. Even the smallest things can go a long way to showing someone how much you care for them. He recalls fondly of stealing coins from his pathetic excuse of a father’s pocket and running to the marketplace to find a gift for his friend. It was always hard, some stores, suspicious of him because of how poorly he was dressed, would refuse his money while others didn’t have what he was looking for. When he went back to Mrs.Favero and cried to her that he didn’t have a gift for her daughter, she only laughed, telling him that he didn’t have to buy her a gift. 

“A gift can be made or passed down from someone else. It does not have to be something elaborate or expansive, it could be simple.” She had told him, looking down at him with a soft smile that brought back memories of his own dear mother. With those words, he had ran off, going to a kind old florist and asking for a small bouquet of Lucette’s favorite flowers. When he brought them back to Mrs. Favero to wrap them with a blue ribbon, the smile she gave him could’ve cleared storms. The smile Lucette gave him when presented them to her could’ve moved mountains.

Since you all want to test the little patience I have on a Monday...

I’m gonna have a little sit down with y’all. BECAUSE IT APPARENTLY NEEDS TO BE SAID. Since y’all lost all of your common sense.

There is a line between fiction and reality. Let me say it again, there is a line between fiction and reality. There is a HUGE difference in liking an evil character because of the character and liking the evil character because you agree with what they did.

“But King, that’s obvious!” You would think so, huh? But some people, wait, let’s be honest, MOST people on this hellsite have never been outside for more than 20 seconds tops. If you haven’t noticed, this place is an echo chamber. It’s like 4chan but on the opposite end of the spectrum. A lot of people here are so rabid about their hatred of a character, that it is terrifying to watch. Many people here think that hating the obviously evil character makes them a superior being than those who do like the evil character. Because of their superiority, they think it their holy duty to “educate” those “poor naive fools” who like the evil character. By being hostile, calling them out by name, making rant posts about them, etc.

They basically harass and bully those who don’t agree with their views. And it shows. Let’s be honest, they do not care about “bringing you into the light”. They like having power over you. Straight and simple.

And that’s honestly how this website works. Slap on the words “straight, white, male, genocide, facism, yada yada” and Tumblr will agree with anything else after. Instead of critical thinking, they just see a few buzz words and call it a day. And if that posts mentions another blog, they will hunt that blog down till the ends of the earth.

Doesn’t matter that the character is fictional in a made up world, they will make the furthest reach to say that because you like that character, it will affect your real morals in reality. AKA the dumbest shit I ever heard.

What I’m trying to say is; Enough with the gatekeeping, enough with the holier than thou attitude, enough of the superiority complex, enough. Let people have fun and enjoy themselves and relax. Breathe. If you see something that you don’t like, just walk away or block them. You’re on the internet. It’s not that hard.

P101 fandom, because it was y’all that made me go off on a rant, chill out. I know, it’s been so long since we got a real update. I know you guys are getting cabin fever and want KI to pay you attention again, I understand that. But, chasing off RPers who are interested in the darker characters isn’t going to do anything but make people hate you. You already did it once, don’t do it again to one of the more popular ones. 

This rant isn’t just about P101, it’s about other fandoms too. If you want to mention a specific fandom, you can reblog this or comment. Come on, guys. You’re supposed to be adults. Act like it. 

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This may be extremely sudden and off-putting, but I am seriously considering deleting this blog for once and all.

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Elite’s relationships with Lucette Headcanons

Phule and Lucette have a very strange relationship. On most days they get along and throw jokes at each other. Other days, they are venomous and have utter disdain for each other. 

She always looks forward to Rooke returning home. She will wait for him at the docks, hug him, then grab his hand and drag him to the garden to talk about stuff with him. And Rooke always looks forward to it.

Lucette usually does not personally go out of her way to mess with Bishop because he ends up doing that to himself, but if he was dumb enough to mess with her or piss her off, then she will personally make his life much more miserable.

Deacon was the first of the Elites to be introduced to Lucette by Kane and thus, has a deeper connection with her than the others. She goes to him the most if she has a problem or uncertainty but doesn’t want to tell Kane. If she makes him swear not to tell Kane something, then, as long as it isn’t something harmful or drastic to her or the kingdom, he will keep it.

Queen loves Lucette like a daughter and can become very defensive regarding her. There have been times where she will defend Lucette or argue on her behalf to Kane. It both sometimes irritates him ad pleases him greatly.

Kane will sometimes watch Lucette play in the gardens as a way of taking a break from his work. Occasionally he will go out and sit with her and will let her tell him about the plants she’s working on, what they do,etc. He finds it very relaxing and soothing in an odd way.

(inspired by @piecesofchess answer to my question of Rooke’s bad memory.) Rooke was not allowed to play or really handle Lucette when she was younger. He is exceedingly strong and sometimes forgot his own strength, to the point where he has accidentally killed people or accidentally ripped them apart. Kane was not about to risk losing his heir to his own soldier. So anytime little baby Luccete wanted to spend time with Rooke, she always had a few guards with her and had top keep a few feet away from him. It wasn’t until she was in her teens and had a stronger body, that Kane lifted the no touching rule. Now, she is allowed to climb up on Rooke’s shoulder and pretend she’s taller than everyone whenever she wants. 

With a kick and a stab in the neck, the last pirate was put down and the battle was over. As she turned to regroup with Rooke, a wave of red hot pain slammed into her, radiating from her thigh. The sudden shockwave caused her to trip, barely managing to catch herself and switch her weight to her non injured leg, a small, quiet yelp of pain slipping from her lips.

“Lucette!” She heard Rooke call out, a large pale white hand reaching out to pick her up and carefully cradle her to his armored chest.

“I’m alright. A pirate managed to get me on my thigh, that’s all.” She explained, resting her head on his chest.

“You need a physician. Now!”

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