Board Thread:Roleplaying Boards/@comment-26426764-20160101035249/@comment-26426764-20160117182914

(This roleplay is dying...

But, I'm here to fix it. You're gonna have to try a little harder than THAT, etc. etc)

Katherine began writing in a journal, detailing the entirety of her day in high detail. By the time she had finished, she had ended the entire book... maybe that would have been normal, if she wasn't only three pages in when she started. A long and deep sigh escaped her mouth as she slid to a seat and turned on her television. It was tuned to a strange program... Characters with unaturally large eyes were fighting some sort of space tyrant. Tiger really did have a strange taste in programming.

She flipped to the news, hearing about the current situation. Again, she sighed. Why would the position go to Phobe, of all people? Surely, she was far more capable, and working on the same political side as the Queen, anyway. She was bored, annoyed, and most of all, angry. Katherine turned it off, and made her way back to the desk, where she began writing in another book. Though the contents... Well, let's just say she'd kill me if I told you, alright?

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Renault had something in common with his sister at this moment. Both were incredibly annoyed, angry, and pretty much hated Phobe. Well, they still do, and always will, but Renault's hate was far beyond his sister's. Capturing Needleteeth was one thing, not a thing he agreed with, but one thing nonetheless, yet capturing one of the greatest fighters in the entire Demon Kingdom? He was sure they were joking, there was no way the Police Force would be able to capture someone like him.