Princess Kristabella

a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Saken

Last seen at: Forest Border

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Princess Kristabella's Story

# Terra, 2011-03-16 18:59:33, as written by Saken
Princess Kristabella was, as expected of a person of her stature, lounging about being fragile. Her skin was pale white, and she was keeping it from the sunlight by having a rather large umbrella (held up by a guard) over the top of her chair. The princess smiled some, flashing a set of rather yellowish teeth (since toothbrushes..Yea). Dark blue orbs were flickering about, her nose scrunched up, and the shrill, annoying laughter of a spoiled brat escaping her lips as her entire form jiggled in the force of the laughter- which did not really sound like bells. "Oh, you are -so- funny!" The princess exclaimed, shooting the suitor- who was a rather old duke, a grin. Brown curls were flowing down the green dress she was wearing, the corset top pulled tight, making her voice high pitched and breathy.

# Terra, 2011-03-16 19:17:34, as written by Saken
Princess Kristabella , of course, did not seem to notice the light, simply because she was running through lists in her head. How to be have near a suitor, how to make sure one did not touch sunlight, how to make sure one did not flash too much chest (which was rather hard in the current style of dress). The bored princess shook her head, shoving a frail hand through her soft curls, sweat appearing above her brow from the simple workout of moving her arm to do such a mundane task. Perhaps she should ask papa for someone to do that for her next time. Those blue orbs flicked to the duke for a moment- was he really.. Ugh. More story.

# Forest Border, 2011-04-12 11:37:02, as written by Saken
Princess Kristabella posts, just to make sure.

# Forest Border, 2011-04-12 11:40:43, as written by Saken
Princess Kristabella 's nose was slightly scrunched up, a set of dark orbs peering about in something that might have been bewilderment. The plump girl had her arms crossed beneath her breasts, her head cocked to the side, dark tangled curls falling along the dark green dress that she wore. A slight shake of the princess' head had those curls shifting as a slippered foot was tapping at the ground. "Where is -everyone-?" She questioned, her voice rather loud, saturated with a tinge of frailty. There was no doubt that the woman, if she had to walk another step, was going to last more than an hour.

# Forest Border, 2011-11-24 12:49:04, as written by Saken
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