Scarletfox

Eheh, sorry about that If you want me to completely honest, my family is quite.... unique. I'd like to think we're similar to the Smedrys.

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Fox's head snapped up. "I would never betray his love!" She responded fiercely through tears. "But love and trust are two different things," she said, a bit quieter. @DramaQueen

Fox flinched at Queen's touch, but she removed her throbbing hand from the wall, and sat down. "I... ok." Fox took a deep breathe in, and then out. What was the worst that could happen? She reluctantly began to tell her story in a small voice, "Some stuff is... fuzzier in my brain than other stuff, but it all started when Nathrangking murdered my brother. It was when I was younger, and though I don't... I don't remember exactly when it happened, I know that Nathrangking used this... jeweled knife to end my brother. I've always had nightmares where he would show up and kill my brother, over and over and over again-" Fox choked, but kept going. "Nathrangking was... hunting me, I thought, but then, there was this... I mean, Winter-Winter always saved me before Nathrangking got too close to me, until this one time. "I remember Nathrangking stabbing me right here, with that accursed knife" Fox placed a hand over the wound, it was still very much not healed, and hurt very badly when she moved too much. "Winter was at my side and I was sure I was going to die, but he saved me. He... and Korin, they both were always very kind to me," Fox's face showed a hint of a smile, "They used to always call me Little Fox, like my brother would." Her face darkened again, "but while I was still recovering with Winter, Nath... showed up. I tried to run away, but he chased me down in the woods. He said... he said didn't know why I was running, and that I should kill him. He gave me a knife and everything, and-" Fox choked again, silent tears were streaming down her face. She sniffed and continued, "And I thought it was a trap at first, but I knew death was... too good an end for one as evil as Nath." Fox looked away, she couldn't even stand to look at Queen at all. "I-I was angry, but I knew there was something wrong, something off about the whole encounter. I didn't even know what was going on," Now Fox let a little of her frustration rise in her voice, "beyond the fact that the person who ruined my life and was constantly trying to kill me was giving me the opportunity to hurt him." Her voice lowered again as the regret returned, "so... I did." Fox stayed quiet for a few moments letting it sink in. She sniffed, and wiped the tears off her face with her hoodie sleeve, which didn't do much besides smearing tears all over her face. She continued in a tiny voice, "Nath said that he didn't kill my brother, and I eventually believed him, but then... I just, I remember it happening!" Verbalizing this was bringing back some of Fox's doubts. "He said he didn't stab me, but why do I have a stab wound? What happened to me? Why did Winter save me?!" She sighed, returning to her quiet voice. "But, for some reason I trust him. I don't know why. Then Nath fell into a coma, I tried to... save him, but failed, and then he woke up, brought us to you guys, and fell back asleep. And... I felt so helpless, I still feel so helpless!" Fox sighed. "That is why I don't have a valid explanation. I have lost any grasp I thought I had on reality."

Fox raised her stormy eyes to Queen. Why should Queen be the ones making the threats? Fox didn't need these people. Fox could just leave if she really wanted to... but then, she would have to leave Nath, the only one who actually cared for her. Fox wasn't sure if she was ready for that yet. So she would find a way to stay... What had really happened? Fox didn't know, she didn't know why she had thought what she did. She didn't really know why she had done it. But that didn't make for the best defense, so Fox would explain everything away, like she always did. She would fill in the missing parts with something that sounded more likely, yes, perhaps that Winter had brainwashed her? No, she couldn't cast more hatred onto Winter. When it had come down to it, Winter had saved her, not Nath. She would have something better. Fox was very good at coming up with these things mid-sentence, she just had to start talking and the right things would come out. But when Fox opened her mouth, those 'right' words did not come out. She stood there with her mouth open for a moment, not saying anything, until finally, Fox could no longer hold the gaze, and she let her eyes drop back to the ground. "I don't really have a valid explanation." Fox said in barely a whisper. A single, silent tear trickled slowly down her face. "Perhaps it would be best for everyone if I moved on."

Nay, the Animated Batman. The Joker was 'reenacting' his creation and pushed a reporter into a vat of acid, creating the insane creature who calls himself 'the yellow skinned wacky man'. We used to watch the show together when we were younger, so her random reference to it brings me a warm fuzzy feeling. Which is kind of ironic considering the phrase

I smile, as there is one with good tastes in the room. It’s fresh crunchy dill, the best kind of pickles ever made

Fox stood there stunned for a moment, unsure how to respond. She felt her hands clenching, the rage coursing through her veins. In a swift movement, Fox slammed one of her fists into the wall, the sound echoing through the room. Fox also heard something crack. Whether it was the wall or her hand, Fox didn’t know. Her breathing had quickened, and Fox looked at the ground, her hand still on the wall. “It’s complicated.” She said quietly, not meeting Queen’s eyes.

When my sister walks through the door spinning her top hat exclaiming her re-arrival to the states in a loud voice, "I'm the yellow skinned wacky man, but I prefer the creeper!" (this often happens when she returns from other countries; she's a professor. Oh yeah and if you get this reference let me know)

There was...

When you get all cosy in bed with a good book and some tea, and you realize you left the big light on that's all the way across the room.

"Here's the real problem. His family is upset about his rhyming, right? But if you stop his rhyming, it's unlikely he'll stop driving his family crazy. He's a poet! Driving people insane is what they do best! So here's what you do, you take a real sharp knife, and you cut out his tongue. That'll shut 'im up real good. That should solve the real problem 'ere."

What did Queen want to talk to her about? A seed of dread sprouted in the deep part of Fox's stomach. What could it be? Why was Queen acting so coldly? She needed to know. "How about this, I'll talk to Queen, and then you can prod at me with your little tools if it will make you feel better," she sneered. Fox knew she was being grumpy, but at this point she didn't really care. Something about how Queen had summoned her made Fox stick her hand on Nath's, or Circe's knife hilt, fingering it for comfort. Fox strolled toward the med bay, letting her hand drop from the knife. Fox walked loudly into the room, narrowing her eyes on Queen. "What do you want?" She asked.

Rubrum smiled. "We all know who's going to win here, all you have to do is choose whether you want to win, or lose. The only reason I'm telling you this is because I'm such a kind person, and want to warn you of what might happen to those who... don't join my team." She ended with a wink.

"This is the Boss, and I have a solution"

Fox jerked her head to the woman talking to her, it was that Herial again. "I don't have any time for that," she snapped, before softening her tone just a sliver, "I'll be fine, really."

Fox stumbled again as the ship tossed again, right into the approaching Queen, who had just said something. She grabbed onto Queen's shoulder steadying herself, and stood straight, taking a step back from Queen as soon as she felt sturdy, and tried to steady herself with a strong stance. As Fox spoke, her eyes flashed with anger, not at Queen of course, but she was still frustrated from the abrupt exit earlier. "What?" She asked sharply.

123-345-6789 @Condensation @Vapor @Enter a username @AonEne

Fox sniffed and wiped the tears out her eyes, cursing as she stumbled into a wall as the floor changed course again, so she guessed she was still pretty unstable. Fox lifted her head, focusing on the one talking to her. It was one of the ones from the group, though Fox didn't know who this was exactly. "Where are we?"Panic streaked through Fox for a moment, had this person kidnapped her? Had she been separated from the group? Did they have a mole? Fox calmed herself down enough to ask, "Where is everyone" through clenched teeth.

When you open the fridge to find that the pickles have indeed been restocked.

Tears begin appearing in the slumbering Fox's eyes. Fox took a deep breathe in, and then let out a sigh that came from the deepness of her soul. Time had made her weary. Time had also made her reckless. It was likely that what she was about to do was inspired by both qualities. "I hurt Nath, badly. Both physically and emot-" she choked, "and emotionally. And I don't know how to make it right." She was overwhelmed with the frustration and sadness and guilt of what she had done, and it all came tumbling out of her mouth, once it started, it could not be stopped. "I just, I don't know how to help him, but he says that everything's ok, and that he's forgiven me, and I know that, but then whenever I was in trouble he didn't come for me, and now I'm double guessing myself, did he ever really trust me again? And then the act of me beating him up, I just, I knew that he could fight, but I didn't know he was like, a warrior. So why did he let me hurt him?!" Her voice was getting higher and more desperate and more frustrated. "He should have stopped me, or something! I should have stopped me! Why didn't I stop me?!" At this point Fox was yelling "Why couldn't I just have more, SELF CONTROL!!! AGH!" She slammed her fist down on the arm rest of the throne, causing it to throb in pain, but Fox didn't care. "Why couldn't I just be BETTER?!" She screamed in frustration. At that moment, the room seemed to dim for a moment, and then it began to fade. "Wait, wait- no!" Fox tried to stay, she tried to hold on to this place with Circe. She tried to, but no. Her body wouldn't let her. As Fox's eyes fluttered open, she found hot tears pouring down her cheeks. She leapt to her feet looking around, trying to figure out where she was. The tears were blurring her vision, and she could feel herself being rocked back and forth causing her to stumble around. "Where am I?" She seethed, a surprising amount of anger and hatred keeping the voice taut. @DramaQueen @Channelknight Fadran

"My team will win, and I'm offering much more than the other team, so mine is obviously way better. If you want lots of money, join the red team!"

Fox looks up from her jar at the girl asking the question, a pickle hanging out of her mouth. She searches the pit of the jar's pickle juice for any more pickles, but cannot find any, so she promptly offers the pickle in her mouth. "Do you want this one?" She says holding up the slimy pickle.