(Little Reds Story And Design Will Be Dropped Tonight.)

(Little Red’s story and design will be dropped tonight.)

Sneak Peek

“Snowwhite, Her Highness is here to speak with you.” The captain announced, stepping back when the muffled sound of a crash came through the door, the sound of light feet running around.

“Coming!” A muffled female voice rang out, coming closer to the door with hurried footsteps. When the door opened, Lucette could only stare at the sight before her in confusion. In front of her stood a petite woman with pale white skin and pitch black voids for eyes  customary of clockworks, however everything else about her was...odd. She had a brass carving of a peacock embedded into her right cheek, instead of a golden corona around her eyes, she had black dots similar to beauty spots right under her eyes. On the top part of her eyeholes were golden designs that looked similar to wings, matching the golden peacock figurine that rested in the clockworks pitch black locks. That was another odd thing about the clockwork, her hair wasn’t white like other clockworks.

A rose looks gentle, fragile, and oh so inviting, the flower of temptation. But that is merely a mask, to hide the dagger-like thorns that it carries, hidden beneath the silky petals. Once a fool attempts to pluck it, unsuspecting of its defense, he will only receive a small droplet of blood as a warning to not try again. It’s true nature revealed.

So what does this mean for the Princess of Valencia, said to be the fairest rose in that beautiful world? Is the delicate being that she shows only a facade that hides a much darker, sharper version of herself? Does the light smile that she bestows upon suitors a dazzling mask so bright that the light blinds outsiders to cover the blood that those same teeth can bring out?

Is the Light of Valencia only a fading facade to hide the darkness within herself?

“Name’s Maria, sir!” The young girl grinned up at the tall man, not in the least bothered by his intimidating stature. “No offense, sir, but what exactly are you?”

Yeet, hello, Paladin Leeroy!

The Knight King arched one golden eyebrow behind his arrowhead helmet. He slung the massive great hammer over his shoulder; six one height towering over the young woman.

“And might I ask who you are?”

Hauke Meme

Hauke: I like to think of myself as an open person

Also hauke:

Random person: Hello

Hauke: sweats intensifies 

Lucette only busted into hysterical laughter at the clockwork’s petty insults, the barbs completely missing their target. She laughed for a few more minutes before winding down, wiping away the tears of amusement from her tears.

“Oh, tsk tsk tsk, poor baby. Having such an imperfect, emotional, childish tantrum. Why don’t you go let your old, creaking, rusting cogwheels rest and go take a nap? You look like you need it. My darling, if you think that your meaningless words would hurt me, I am sad to inform you that you are years too late. Someone has already taken up that job and I have learned to lock out the unimportant opinions of sheep and cattle.” Lucette said, throwing the now bloodstained flower crown away and rising up, cheerfully dusting off her silk dress with a grin.

“Ah, wonderful! I actually feel, oddly enough, much lighter now. Somewhat relaxed. I’m astonished, clockwork. You actually managed to complete your purpose for once. I’m so proud!” Lucette said cheerfully, clapping her hands in devilish delight. Stepping out of the little clearing, she glanced back behind with a sly smirk.

“Anymore tantrums you want to throw at me before I report back to Kane? Do hurry though, I heard that Rooke is due to leave to Mooshu soon and who knows what the pirate will do to him there. Smash him into pieces, slowly dismember, rip out his inner circuits, blow a hole into him with a cannon. Sooo many ways to kill and torture a clockwork. And it would be all your fault. Another failure on your already long list.” Lucette said, and even though with Talia’s position she would not be able to see the front of Lucette, she would no doubt hear the distorted warping of her voice, changing into one not her own.

@kingarise

“Did you see the actual tale itself or something that reminds you of it? And how are you certain that you will not be forgotten?”

She asked in her royal tone used in meetings or at Court. She tilted her head in curiosity when the clockwork started scribbling something on the notepad. She had noticed it earlier but never commented on it out of concern of more important things.

“And may I ask why you carry that around and under your hat of all places?”

———-

Talia made a motion with her head, clearly an eyeroll if she had eyes.

She stood up and walked over to a red and yellow flower and squatted down to it, staring at it.

“I’ve been around longer than you could ever imagine. I was a last minute adjustment to a simple record keeping bot.”

Talia sat down on the ground, crossinf her legs.

“I’ve seen far much and been apart of far much more than you could imagine. Far much more than any stormy any wrinkle on a old dog’s face could tell.”

Talia looked back to Lucette.

“Oh. And bots don’t have pockets. Usually.”

She paused again.

“…and Rooke taught me to.”