My name is Arsinoe. Long ago I was brutally murdered by servants of my powerful sister Cleopatra. The mighty god Ra, the Egyptian god of the Sun, took pity on me, for I was only 15. He turned me into an angel, to serve him forever. I follow his every order to the word. I died a maiden, and will forever remain a maiden in service of Ra.((OC I created to RP. And a little warning, I will often start talking way to much about Egypt if you get me started on the topic! I'm too much of a geek for it XD))
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(OW. DAMMIT. I SAID GET OUTTA THERE. *flips open chest and pulls you out*)
((NO! NEVER! NANA-NANA-BOO BOO. *screams and crawls right back in*))
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(RIGHT THEN. OPENING THE CHEST NOW.)
((*jumps out and kicks you before hiding in the chest again* NO! NO TOUCHY!))
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(AHA. SO I DID PICK THE RIGHT CHEST.)
((… NO. I NEVER SAID THAT. I DON’T KNOW WHAT YOU ARE TALKING ABOUT.))
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((*moves Arsinoe out of the chest and gives her a pretty mask and veil*))
((*scrambles back into the chest and tosses out the mask and veil*))
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(REALLY NOW? GUESS I’LL OPEN THE CHEST AND FIND OUT.)
((NOOO!!! THE LIGHT BURNS! DON’T OPEN THE CHEST.))
Anonymous asked: ❖ ϟ ❤
Send me a ‘❖’ if you think I’m nice.
Send me a ‘ϟ’ if I’ve ever made you laugh.
Send me a ‘❤’ if you like my blog.
“Really? Thank you very much anon! I try to be nice and make everyone laugh!” The angel smiled happily, giving the nice anon a thumbs up with a small laugh.
ANON OR NOT
- Send me a ‘▲’ if I’ve ever made you smile.
- Send me a ‘ϟ’ if I’ve ever made you laugh.
- Send me a ‘♪’ if you trust me/would trust me.
- Send me a ‘✈’ if you want to be friends.
- Send me a ‘❤’ if you like my blog.
- Send me a ‘∞’ if my blog is one of your favourites.
- Send me a ‘❖’ if you think I’m nice.
- Send me a ‘✖’ if you hate me/my blog.
- Send me a ‘♚’ if you wish we spoke.
(via americanforthewin)
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(YOU SURE ABOUT THAT? I COULD HAVE THE CHEST YOU’RE IN, YOU KNOW.)
((NOT TRUE. THERE IS NO WAY THAT COULD HAVE HAPPENED!))
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(WHAT? THEN WHAT DID I JUST TAKE? OI, GET OUT OF THE CHEST ALREADY.)
((NEVER. I WILL NEVER LEAVE THE CHEST, IT IS MY HOME. AND YOU TOOK THE DECOY CHEST.))
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(TOO LATE. CHEST IS GONE NOW. GOOOONE.)
((NO I TRICKED YOU. I WAS IN THE CHEST THE WHOLE TIME.))
