Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-44540575-20200113041247/@comment-44640489-20200113113114

Ursa was gagged and tied to a chair. Blood was trickling down her face. Dots played with her vision. Just then a tall, lean man stepped into the room. He looked like Hitler, but was taller. And he acted like Hitler. (Sorry if you do not like that comparision. Just tell me.) Ursa's father. He came up to her and slapped the air out of Ursa. Ursa blinked. Then he lowered himself to Ursa's eye level, "What in the name of Arthur did you think you were doing!?" He roared, smashing a wall. Ursa didn't even wince. "You run away, ruin my reputation: for what???!" He murmured some colorfull words and slapped Ursa again. He ranted on for 30 minutes. Ursa didn't pay attention. At one point her father took the gag out of her mouth. Then she caught some more important info. "You are to be chained in your room until you prove yourself worthy." "How do I do that?' Asked Ursa, her voice dripping with venom. "At my wedding." Said her father sneering, leaning down. Ursa paled. He and Renee (Quin's mom. Sorry if you don't like the name.) were going to get married."And if I don't, prove myself worthy?" Snapped back Ursa. "Ah, but you will." Ursa's father's smile got crueler. "Why do you make that assumption, dearfather." Ursa snapped back. Her father's face made her want to puke. He leaned down so she could smell the rot of his teeth. "I don't know, lets see." He said in a playing voice. "Oh, well, it would be quite a shame to not behave at...... YOUR wedding." (For the best father-daughter relationship, we have: Ursa Jackson and her father! Yipee. GTG)