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CARINA SMYTH HAS BEEN MOVED HERE. I WILL BE CONTINUING ALL THREADS THERE.
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CARINA SMYTH HAS BEEN MOVED HERE. I WILL BE CONTINUING ALL THREADS THERE.
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CARINA SMYTH HAS BEEN MOVED HERE. I WILL BE CONTINUING ALL THREADS THERE.
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CARINA SMYTH HAS BEEN MOVED HERE. I WILL BE CONTINUING ALL THREADS THERE.
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CARINA SMYTH HAS BEEN MOVED HERE. I WILL BE CONTINUING ALL THREADS THERE.
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wandercrs:
dear, dear! how queer everything is to-day! and yesterday things went on just as usual. i wonder if i’ve been changed in the night? let me think: was i the same when i got up this morning? i almost think i can remember feeling a little different. but if i’m not the same, the next question is, WHO IN THE WORLD AM I?
                         indie. highly sel. slow activity. multi muse.              ft. muses from stranger things, xmen, literature, and more!
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CARINA SMYTH HAS BEEN MOVED HERE. I WILL BE CONTINUING ALL THREADS THERE.
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                i don’t have much muse for carina tonight, so i’m going to be over on wendy for now and will do things on here tomorrow
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i just realized the scene of leia’s rescue in a new hope is 100% carina’s aesthetic, being rescued but also making it clear she is in charge and not afraid to sass her rescuers
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plaguedaughter:
Change pronouns and titles, adapt dialect accordingly.  Especially suitable for royalty/fairy tale/period AUs.
A sapling cannot grow in the shadow of a mighty oak.
I was merely borrowing it!
Speak of this to no one and I shall be lenient.
A lady of breeding ought never to raise her voice any louder than the gentle hum of a whispering wind.
Do not speak unless you can improve the silence.
I was not shrill, I was resonant.
I very much doubt your style of resonance would be permitted in the royal court.
Darling, nothing is final until you’re dead and even then I’m sure God negotiates.
This is our home and I will not see it fall apart.
I trust you slept well.
Why don’t you sleep with the pigs, _____, if you insist on smelling like one.
Your appearance does reflect a certain crudeness, my dear. What can I do to make you try?
I do wish to please you. Sometimes I sit on my own and try to think of what else I could do, how I should act-
After all that I do, after all that I’ve done, it’s never enough.
Have you lost your marbles?
Do you know what the punishment is for servants to dress above their station? Five days in the stocks!
Me? Pretend to be a courtier? Prancing around like some nobleman, why I’ve never even been to the royal court, and neither have you.
They’ll never buy it, you are too sweet.
Now, don’t you dare laugh, I’m coming out.
Nobody will be looking at your feet.
Yards of fabric and I still feel naked.
If you’re going to be a noblewoman, you must play the part.
I suppose it’s because I lack conviction. You seem to have it in spades.
I demand that you release him at once, or I shall take this matter to the king.
— You ill-mannered tub of guts!
You dare raise your voice to a lady, sir?
A servant is not a thief your highness, and those who are cannot help themselves.
If you suffer your people to be ill-educated and their manners corrupted from infancy and then punish them for those crimes to which their first education disposed to them, what else is to be concluded, sire, but that you first make thieves and then punish them?
Are you coy on purpose or do you honestly refuse to tell me your name?
I confess the plight of the everyday rustics bores me.
I gather you do not converse with many peasants.
Am I to understand that you find me arrogant?
Darling, he’s royalty, they’re born like that.
Well then I suppose the penalty for being wealthy is that you have to live with the rich.
Do you really think there’s only one perfect mate? Well, then how can you be certain to find them? And if you do find them are they really the one for you or do you only think they are and what happens if the person you’re supposed to be with never appears or she does, but you’re too distracted to notice.
And is everything just chance or were some things meant to be?
You cannot leave everything to fate, _____. She’s got a lot to do. Sometimes you must give her a hand.
You are trying to bait me with your snobbery.
I’m afraid,_____, that you are a walking contradiction and I find that rather fascinating.
You spout the ideals of a utopian society and yet you live the life of a courtier.
And you own all the land there is and yet you take no pride in working it. Is that not also a contradiction?
First I’m arrogant and now I have no pride, however do I manage that?
You have everything and still the world holds no joy and yet you insist on making fun of those who would see it for its possibilities.
Why do you like irritate me so?
Forgive me, your highness. I’ve lost track of the hour.
Your highness, what an unexpected surprise!
It is not fair sire, you have found my weakness but I have yet to learn yours.
In all my years of study, not one tutor demonstrated the passion you have shown me in the last two days.
You have more conviction in one memory than I have in my entire being.
Well this is terribly embarrassing.
Honestly, your highness, where’s your sense of adventure?
You would think I would know the way to my own castle.
And I still can’t believe that I’m down here while you’re up there and in your undergarments no less.
You will give me back my dress, sir!
I insist you return my things at once and since you deprive me of my escort I demand a horse as well.
You can have anything you can carry.
You are reading my thoughts, my lord.
To be so defined by your position, to never be seen as who you are but as what you are. You have no idea how insufferable that is.
They’re defined by their status just as your title defines you, yet it is not who they are.
You have been born to privilege and with that comes specific obligations.
I am sorry, my mouth has run away with me again.
Why you lazy little leech!
There was a bee.
I fear that I am not myself today.
I feel as if my skin is the only thing keeping me from going everywhere at once. 
I cannot stay long but I had to see you. There is much to say.
I used to think that if I cared about anything I’d have to care about everything and I’d go stark raving mad.
Why did you have to be so wonderful?
Last night was the happiest night of my life.
Why it’s almost as absurd as a prince who spends his days with a servant that sleeps with pigs.
What bothers you more, _____, that I am common or that I am competition?
Yes, I shall go down in history as the man who opened a door!
We must get you ready for the ball!
A bird may love a fish, _____, but where would they live?
Just breathe.
Do not address me so informal.
I was born to privilege and with that comes specific obligations.
I know that a life without love is no life at all.
And love without trust, what of that?
I am but a servant to my crown and I have made my decision. I will not yield!
Men are so fickle aren’t they?
Well my, my, my aren’t we feisty today?
Was there a time even in its smallest measurement, that you loved me at all?
How can anyone love a pebble in their shoe?
Oh, I do so hate to see you in irons. I’d remove them if only you’d promise not to run away again.
I belong to no one, least of all you.
I had a horse like you once. Magnificent creature. Stubborn just like you, willful to a fault, it too just needed to be broken in.
You will maintain your distance, sir.
Oh you didn’t say please.
I could hang you for this.
I do love your spirit.
My father was an expert swordsman, _____. He taught me well. Now hand me that key or I swear on his grave I will slit you from navel to nose.
I uh, I came to rescue you.
Perhaps you would be so kind as to help me find the owner of this rather remarkable shoe.
Choose your words wisely Madam, for they may be your last.
How dare you turn on me you little ingrate!
I’m only here for the food.
I want you to know that I will forget you after this moment and never think of you again. But you I am quite certain will think about me ever single day for the rest of your life.
How dare you speak to me that way, I’m of noble blood!
You sir, are supposed to be charming.
And we, princess, are supposed to live happily ever after.
Ever After (1998) Roleplay Starter Sentences
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forwardmind:
                ——— i’m a WOMAN OF SCIENCE. i choose not to believe in ghosts.
                                  indie // highly selective // carina smyth
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me: i want to be very historically accurate with carina, i want to research what scientific knowledge was available at the time, i want to consider how she embodies enlightenment ideas but also has early hints of the romantic era
also me: the potc universe had Real Life Historical Figure Blackbeard commanding a crew of zombies on a quest to find the fountain of youth, clearly we are dealing with vastly alternate history here
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              ———headcanon. we know from the general potc universe that supernatural elements exist, such as gods, ghosts, mermaids, magic, etc. however with carina’s introduction in dmtnt, there is now a very scientific-minded pov in a world that doesn’t make much logical sense. so when confronted with these apparent natural impossibilities, rather than reject them entirely or abandon her previous beliefs, carina instead sees the supernatural as having a scientific explanation that hasn’t yet been discovered. she truly believes everything has an explanation, and if none yet exists, then she is eager to discover the answer herself. she’s curious and absolutely ravenous when it comes to knowledge, which would be part of her motivation for seeking the trident (she wouldn’t see it as a mystical object, but rather as some sort of unexplored technology). 
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lostiisms:
           where is your home, child? is it with the other clever little birds flying through the sky? is it in the deep sea, a mile of ocean water above your golden head, fishes swimming past your fingertips? where do you belong, girl? are you to be a sweet lady in her lovely home? are you to be a queen of a kingdom of your own making? are you to find a place in reality, or forever remain in your own fantastic imagination? do you belong anywhere at all?
                                 BORN WANDERER, girl who walks between worlds                                                                          ———forever found, forever lost
           est. 24 may 2015 // written by kelsey
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                 still working on icons and setting up this blog, but like for a starter?
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“When the wind blows it’s like Satan’s hairdryer.”
shit my history teacher says meme
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                ❛   that ——is a rather unusual analogy, yet not inaccurate.  ❜
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havenlush:
You leave the same impression of something beautiful, but annihilating. – Sylvia Plath
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