hotter than hell ;

with that being said, the quality of this group as severely gone down since the loss of dee, liv, and rose. i know liv is technically still an admin, but she has been far more absent than usual. the three of them were wonderful, open-minded, and kind. i miss them a lot. because the rpg is surely not the same without their leadership.

still, the truth remains: this has become an incredibly toxic environment. these words may be a shock coming from me because all i’ve ever wanted to do was keep a smile on my face and pretend that none of this affected me. but honestly, i am far too exhausted and sad for that facade any longer. i’ve reached my breaking point.

the way that the admins have handled themselves have been utterly unprofessional. on numerous occasions, me or other members have been placed on activity check or accused of things such as “placeholding” activity or bubble roleplaying when the admins themselves have done similar things. just because you made the rules does not mean you don’t have to adhere to them. so please remember that the next time you only consistently reply to minnie or one another, when you abandon characters and plots for minnie or one another, or spend more time shoving ships that no one cares about down our throat instead of actually interacting with everyone who is outside of your trio.

the past few plot drops and events with the exception of the explosion have been wholeheartedly centered around the admins and minnie’s characters. it’s often times left us with nothing to do during that time. in a group roleplay, all of the characters are meant to be a part of something. not just yours. it’s selfish to think otherwise.

the lack of communication is also another severe issue. many people expressed anxiety and confusion about the plot drop and what comes after, but were shrouded in the darkness for the shock value. i myself approached you guys just to get a simple answer of how long my character would have to be in a coma and was given vague answers. imagine my hurt and surprise when i realize that people that you deemed worthy of giving full insight, minnie namely, was fully aware of all the going-ons beforehand for both the drop and the au event.

there is so much more that i could say – how making characters and forming plots just to kill or retire them is pointless and exhausting, how pointing out what you don’t like about others’ activities and yet blatantly ignoring the bubble roleplaying of yourself and favorites is problematic, how deleting starters after people have already replied to them and deeming it not an issue because you like the mun is terrible. i could go on for hours but this isn’t meant to be a post to rip people to shreds. instead, i hope y’all take this as an educational moment. the amount of favoritism and godmodding has been utterly outstanding and there’s a lot to be learned.

for whoever decides to stay, i wish you the best. seriously. this is just my experience ; don’t let me damper your own. but i am also aware that i am not the only person who has noticed the terrible shift in how the roleplay is being handled. for that reason, i have decided it’s best to leave the crowns hq. those who need to reach me know how to – feel free to shoot me a message and i’ll give you the contact information.

“why? we’re both devastatingly attractive. it’s not too much of stretch, is it?” sebastian tilted his head to the side. he knew that he was good-looking; he’d been hearing it since he turned ten. “oh every night,” he snickered.

          ‘ mm. ’ the simple word formed on her cherry-stained lips, utterly unfazed by the man before her. he was not unlike the others of his kind. ‘ devastating, perhaps, is a word i may use for you. but it wouldn’t coincide with attractive. ’ he wasn’t her type -- simple as that. and it was doubtful he could afford her. with a roll of her dark eyes, the tiny brunette turned her attention back to her drink, her free hand waving him off dismissively. ‘ -- but thank you for the amusement, gringo. ’

“You’re my friend, so I need to worry about it.” Margery frowned slightly, but if Isabela didn’t want to talk about it, Margery wouldn’t push any further. She didn’t judge the brunette’s line in work, if that was what made her happy, but she couldn’t say she entirely understood the ins and outs. “Yeah, I had a lunch meeting. It went well, thankfully!”

She pushed around in her bag for a moment, before pulling out a brown bag. “I have croissants?”

     isabela nodded at that. she’d never been a woman of many words, but she wasn’t cruel enough as to not acknowledge margery’s sentiment. it was kind of her, kinder than most were in her life. the petite brunette didn’t know how to deal with it sometimes. ‘ -- good. i’m glad. new event coming up ? ’ taking a few steps forward towards the blonde, her eyebrows raised at the sight of the brown bag. she shook her head politely ; bread was empty calories. and in her line of work, she had to be in the best of physiques.

She pulls the rose gold iphone from her pocket then, manicured fingers expertly pulling a picture up. “These you mean. It’s my next throwback.” Anastasia smirks then, because she knows that any and all childhood pictures were Karina’s worst nightmare. And she revelled in doing her very best big sister duty to embarrass her. “Oh my god, wait, look at this.” She scrolls quickly then, lands on a photo of Nathalie in the same dress that Ana had forced her into, the little girl wearing a glare that could kill in the snap. “She was furious with me.”

Anastasia pulls her sunglasses back on with a roll of her eyes, keeps a firm hold on her sister’s arm because she knows there’s sometimes shoving and she doesn’t fancy being separated. Not when she can’t even see over the crowds and would likely get lost on the way to the car. “It’s just not worth the calories.” She groans, free hand raised to shield face the best she can. “Because she’s driving me mad. Honestly. Bought her a pair of shoes yesterday and she’s already figured out that if she says they hurt then we have to take them back, because she knows she can’t have two new pairs. They were fine when she got them, but started to hurt the second she saw a pair she liked more.”

          ‘ о мой Бог -- put those away ! ’ karina’s eyes widened in horror, resisting the urge to smack the phone right out of her sister’s hands. she may have been the cutest kid to walk the planet, but the atrocious fashion of the early 2000s sorely took away from that fact. however, her embarrassment quickly led to amusement at the sight of nathalie in the same dress, a soft giggle dancing from the blonde’s lips. ‘ -- she’s going to kill you in your sleep and i fully support it. this is borderline cruel. ’

     her smile remained intact as she thought fondly of her niece. nathalie reminded her so much of herself, and therefore karina found herself encouraging certain behaviors that she knew would drive ana and her brother-in-law mad. as they ventured through the crowd towards the boutique, the tall young woman couldn’t help but smirk. she wondered what headlines would accompany such an expression by tomorrow, what secrets the paparazzi would try to predict. but karina herself would know that the truth was a little four-year old girl.

He couldn’t help but laugh at the sight before him. He doesn’t know what he expected when they said yes to the water balloons, but the sight of Alexandre sopping wet because of their heathens is an amusing one. “Yeah, definitely not. We really didn’t think this through.” The next moment, a water balloon hit his own chest, sopping the front of him as Viktoras and Nathalie continued to laugh. He couldn’t help the grin on his mouth the as he allowed himself to be ploughed with water balloons. “See if you can get them in the basketball hoop!” He points it out to the kids and their aim goes there instead. Leaning into Alexandre, he lowered his voice. “Let’s never buy water balloons again.”

     alexandre chuckled once lukas joined him in this soaked madness, smile widening at the pure joy on the kids’ faces. sadistic little creatures they could be -- he was beginning to realize that toddlers enjoyed others’ pain and discomfort far too much. he sighed in relief when the other man diverted their attention to the basketball hoop, gripping the hem of his shirt to wring out the excessive water.

          ‘ never. ’ the blonde confirmed with a smirk, shaking his head ruefully as he glanced over at his friend. a mischievous twinkle in his eye appeared as he held up a bag of chips, cracking it open before offering it up to lukas. ‘ -- might as well fuel up before they notice. ’

@luxembruh: also that's not fair, not all of us had a beautiful wife to help navigate twitter

@luxembruh: some of us (me) made terrible mistakes (a lot)

@adubourbon: Do you mean post a video confirming this is my account and actually me? Seems easy enough.

@adubourbon: You are right. There is only one Anastasia Romanovna. Apologies.

pietro: ALL of them? you’ve seriously kept nothing to yourself? pietro: you can be the fbi agent assigned to someone pietro: that sounds great! you’ve met his whole family then??

There’s an argument on her lips, wants to complain for the sake of it when he takes the phone from her that she can manage. But they both knew that wasn’t the case, much to Ana’s wounded pride. So she leaves it alone, a far cry from the woman she’d been when they’d first started dating who picked fights just because it was a Wednesday and she was bored. God knows how he’d managed to put up with her long enough to get past all that but thank god he did. 

“Beautiful.” She proclaims, already scrolling through the photos on her phone to pick the best for instagram later. Best being the ones where she looked best of course. But her attention is pulled away from the screen, no easy feat, at the mention of a surprise. “For me? What?” Slowly, a grin spreads across her painted lips as her crystal eyes dart from the face of her husband to Nathalie. She sits up then, claps excitedly. “I’m ready for it, promise.”

      alexandre couldn’t help but chuckle at ana’s reaction to a surprise. he was sure it was not much of a shock. after all, it was mother’s day and it would have been blasphemous if he hadn’t prepared something with nat. but of course, that was not the case. he was far too attentive to ever forget such a date as today. with a nod of his head, nathalie eagerly hopped off the bed and rushed into another room into the suite, emerging a few moments later with a gold envelope and a harry winston box.

     some of her gifts were easier to acquire, even the customized necklace that laid in the box. surprisingly enough, the gold envelope was the most difficult to wrangle -- a card informing them that they had a dinner reservation for three tonight at her favorite, all-exclusive restaurant. ‘ happy mother’s day... ’ alex murmured, leaning over to press a kiss to his wife’s temple.