They caught her. Somehow, for some reason, Beryl is in jail. Or at least, she's been placed in a rather cold and damp-looking cell; the smell of must and grime is all about. Notably, she wears no jewelry or ornaments whatsoever ( Read more... )

The large multipurpose ballroom had seen some strange things happening over the last couple years, but today something much more normal is taking place. Decorations line the walls, with large nutcracker statues at repeating intervals. At one end, there is a large Christmas tree, with lights, toy-shaped ornaments, and a big star with a smiling ( Read more... )

Endymion shivered as he adjusted his jacket, not really accustomed to all the bitter cold he's had to endure recently. It had been a rather difficult couple of weeks, all things considered.

His memories still refused to return to him, and he was stuck in a strange world he neither recalled nor understood. In spite of it all, he was aware enough to ( Read more... )

The entire market square is taken up by a crowd listening to a single man. His speech is quite impassioned and there's a slightly wild look in his eye none of his listeners seem to notice or mind ( Read more... )

There's a dagger concealed on her. Beryl, young and far more innocent than many of her counterparts, is no longer so innocent. Thanks to the nexus, the idea's finally been put in her head that the princess is not to be trusted, the princess is dangerous, the princess is the one thing standing between Beryl and a certain prince. There are ( Read more... )

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This place...From out of a cave Vampir appears, her cloak covering her body. Though she does her best not to, she cannot help but shiver. Not just from cold, but from...a feeling of anxiety, one she could not fully define ( Read more... )

If someone is to step inside the Crown karaoke, he or she will find a man... mopping the floors. Again. But instead of the wrath and hate that usually drive him to be more forceful in his actions, this time Nephrite is doing it out of... necessity. Because the floors are dirty, and it is his job to clean them ( Read more... )

An odd thing has happened in this corner of the moonlocket space. Everything imaginable for a stereotypical Valentine's Day is available.

A row of stores lines the street, boasting wares from chocolate (for those girls too lazy busy to make it by hand) to jewelry. For those interested in a hands-on and do-it-yourself approach, there is even a building ( Read more... )

A very young-looking Beryl from the Silver Millenium's Earth Kingdom is more or less cheerfully straightening and dusting the bedchamber of what appears to be an elegant suite of rooms. There's a small object on a table, which she examines closely; a piece of jewelry. It seems to be made for a woman, which suggests the masculine owner of this ( Read more... )