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Username:
t o o t h l e s s ;
Name:
Taint
For those red-ish/pink markings on her,
I thought they looked like stains, so
Taint her name shall be <3
Gender:
Female
Favorite music genre:
Ballet; because of how she dreams of her true love.
Brief personality:
Taint is quite the flirt. She thinks a lot of
all her past matches, and is still fairly
friendly with them. She, however, is a
dreamer for love, and often listens to
Ballet whilst dreaming about her "true love".
Aside from this, she is fairly sensitive and
mainly gets her own way. She is pretty
much a princess and is blind to the things
around her and doesn't think about her
actions before she does them.
Extra:
;short story;
“…And they lived happily ever after,”
A pink bean finished, her eyes gentle
as she gazed across her two children.
“Just like we have,” She added.
Two younger Beans, a female called
Taint and a male named Opal
stared up at their mother with wide,
intrigued eyes. “Is that it?” Opal asked,
whisking his tail in annoyance. “Isn’t
there more to it?”
“Why would there be?” Taint hissed playfully,
pinning him down. “I’m the real princess
around here, you know.”
Opal snorted and heaved her off him.
“And I’m going to be the Prince.
I’m the eldest, remember?”
“You aren’t made to be a leader.”
“Yes I am.”
No, you’re—”
“Enough!” their mother snapped.
“This story is how all love stories
should be like.” Her voice softened.
“Like ours.”
“Is that true?” Taint yipped,
“Do all love stories end like that?”
“Most do, my princess, most do.”
She replied, giving her daughter
a fierce lick. “And you shouldn’t
even start thinking about love yet.
You’re not nearly old enough.”
But Taint couldn’t help it. She kept
thinking of the story, how the
princess was in danger, how the
hero swooped in to save her
from Death. As they settled
down to sleep, she asked her
mother one final question.
“Do happy endings really exist,
mother?” She whispered.
“Most of the time, my Princess,”
Her mother yawned. “Most of the time.”
And those were the final words spoken
between them before their kingdom fell.
t o o t h l e s s ;
Name:
Taint
For those red-ish/pink markings on her,
I thought they looked like stains, so
Taint her name shall be <3
Gender:
Female
Favorite music genre:
Ballet; because of how she dreams of her true love.
Brief personality:
Taint is quite the flirt. She thinks a lot of
all her past matches, and is still fairly
friendly with them. She, however, is a
dreamer for love, and often listens to
Ballet whilst dreaming about her "true love".
Aside from this, she is fairly sensitive and
mainly gets her own way. She is pretty
much a princess and is blind to the things
around her and doesn't think about her
actions before she does them.
Extra:
;short story;
“…And they lived happily ever after,”
A pink bean finished, her eyes gentle
as she gazed across her two children.
“Just like we have,” She added.
Two younger Beans, a female called
Taint and a male named Opal
stared up at their mother with wide,
intrigued eyes. “Is that it?” Opal asked,
whisking his tail in annoyance. “Isn’t
there more to it?”
“Why would there be?” Taint hissed playfully,
pinning him down. “I’m the real princess
around here, you know.”
Opal snorted and heaved her off him.
“And I’m going to be the Prince.
I’m the eldest, remember?”
“You aren’t made to be a leader.”
“Yes I am.”
No, you’re—”
“Enough!” their mother snapped.
“This story is how all love stories
should be like.” Her voice softened.
“Like ours.”
“Is that true?” Taint yipped,
“Do all love stories end like that?”
“Most do, my princess, most do.”
She replied, giving her daughter
a fierce lick. “And you shouldn’t
even start thinking about love yet.
You’re not nearly old enough.”
But Taint couldn’t help it. She kept
thinking of the story, how the
princess was in danger, how the
hero swooped in to save her
from Death. As they settled
down to sleep, she asked her
mother one final question.
“Do happy endings really exist,
mother?” She whispered.
“Most of the time, my Princess,”
Her mother yawned. “Most of the time.”
And those were the final words spoken
between them before their kingdom fell.
