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Aug 23, 2022 15:25:44 GMT
Post by Cecilia on Aug 23, 2022 15:25:44 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","landbor2"] [attr="class","landimgbg2"] [attr="class","landimage2"] [attr="class","landbod2"] So they couldn't leave - that was no surprise to Cecilia. These games always had a way of keeping players exactly where Earth-Chan wanted them to be. It was a bizarre feeling being locked in an open space, not by walls but by an invisible force that glued the group together. Cecilia prepared for what was to come, elegantly flinging her up into a ponytail. [break][break] What an interesting yet peculiar mix of people, Cecilia thought while the man with the pig was hurling some wild accusations through the air. "Gratitude?", she questioned silently. There was too little trust in the air for such feelings. With a polite bow, she greeted Vincent. Sadly there was no time for banter as a notification popped up. [break][break] To not further add to the fire amongst strangers, she smiled kindly but firmly. "If you freed us, I thank you. I'm sure we all share the same, if not similar, sentiment. Being trapped isn't something one aspires to", Cecilia had learned after the past games that keeping the peace amongst players was very important. Too many times, personality and ego hindered smart choices. And in the unforeseeable games of Earth-Chan, smart choice kept you alive. [break][break] Proverbs 16:18 - Pride goeth before destruction, a haughty spirit before a fall.[break][break]
The deadly sin of pride seemed to have taken hold of the world. Cecilia had witnessed it too many times. Players self-indulged with their newly found powers, celebrating themselves as heroes. The main character syndrome some called it. As much as the heavenly powers bestowed upon humanity were a gift, they also tested one's character - testing if one was worth wheeling such power. Many hadn't passed the test and died in their arrogance. Others withered away in self-pity, convinced the world had turned against them. It surely was a breaking point for many - a different version of the apocalypse. Instead of the four horsemen, humanity was brought to its nice by power and games - ironically mimicking the famous tales of Greece heroes and gladiators. [break][break] Although she had just met the group, the stench of mistrust, piercing eyes and bitten lips gave it away… many of the strangers had turned into themselves. Hopefully, the group could find together and not only be a party on paper but work together. Luckily, Cecilia was an optimist. She turned towards her new comrades and specifically the brown-haired man: "I am Cecilia". [break][break] [ ☑ ] ACCEPT
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[break][break]— PARTY FORMED —
[break][break]CURRENT MEMBERS:
[break][break][ ADAM FUJIWARA ]
[break][ VINCENT CROSS ]
[break][ MIYAH ]
[break][ CECILIA VAN BLOSSOM ]
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Priestess
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Aug 23, 2022 10:45:13 GMT
Post by Cecilia on Aug 23, 2022 10:45:13 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","landbor2"] [attr="class","landimgbg2"] [attr="class","landimage2"] [attr="class","landbod2"] [break] — A Deal with God — A seraph, the highest rank amongst god's angelic servants. Cecilia recalled exactly, where she had heard of the winged wonders before: A seminal passage in the Book of Isaiah (Isaiah 6:1–8) used the term to describe six-winged beings that fly around the Throne of God crying "holy, holy, holy". But they are also key players in the Book of Revelation, describing the end of days. Maybe this was indeed the apocalypse... [break][break] It all made too much sense; Vincent carried himself with a celestial aura. God must have sent him as a message to make sense of the ongoing...perhaps even with a mission. "I am sorry that something like this has happened to you as well. I wonder if all beings of earth found themselves woven into this. It indeed seems like this. My apologies for trapping you in my thoughts, but I couldn't help but wonder about your presence here. A Seraph meeting a priestess in a church after prayer seems rather biblical. I can't help but interpret it as a heavenly message", hoping Vincent might reveal more, her words carried curiosity. She turned to him, grabbing a bible that was so neatly tucked into the sides of the bench. [break][break] Waiting a moment for Vincent to share his thoughts of what he saw to be occurring here, she opened the bible looking for words of a priestess and a Seraph. Cecilia knew only of two Priestesses in the holy book: Huldah and Deborah were the principal professed woman prophets in the Nevi'im (Prophets) portion of the Hebrew Bible. According to Jewish tradition, Huldah was one of the "seven prophetesses", with Sarah, Miriam, Deborah, Hannah, Abigail and Esther. Yet, the Catholic interpretation did not mention a female priest, merely devoted ladies who sacrificed their lives in the name of god, like Saint Barabara. It wasn't the kindest scripture towards women. Cecilia always blamed that on a mistranslation of god's words. [break][break] Turning to Seraph, more answers seemed to be found. "Revelation 4:8 - And the four living creatures, each of them with six wings, are full of eyes all around and within, and day and night they never cease to say, “Holy, holy, holy, is the Lord God Almighty, who was and is and is to come!”, Cecilia read out the words that described Vincent's class. "What do you make of this?", looking to decrypt god's message, she hoped Vincent wouldn't take her for a foul, blinded by faith. But faith was all she had at the moment. [break][break] [googlefont=Poppins] [googlefont=Nunito] [newclass=".landbor2"] width: 450px; height: 100%; padding: 20px; text-align: justify; line-height: 20px; font-family: 'Nunito-Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin: auto; overflow: auto; background-image:URL(https://images2.imgbox.com/b3/f4/0gF1p8K1_o.png); background-size: 100%;[/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2"] width: 370px; height: 400px; padding: 20px; text-align: justify; line-height: 20px; font-family: 'Nunito-Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; color: #fff; margin: 20px; overflow: auto;[/newclass] [newclass=".landtag2] font-family: 'Nunito', sans-serif; font-size: 9px; color: #fff; line-height: 10px; padding: 9px; float: right; margin: 20px; border:solid 1px #7fd8fe; [/newclass] [newclass=".landimage2] width:100px; height: 100px; margin: auto; border-radius: 100%; [/newclass] [newclass=".landimgbg2] width: 100px; height: 100px; border-radius: 100%; margin: auto; padding: 5px; border: 1px solid #0c364c; border-left: 2px solid #7fd8fe; border-bottom: 2px solid #7fd8fe; [/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2 b"] color: #65adc8; [/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2 i"] color: #7fd8fe; [/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2::-webkit-scrollbar"] width:3px;[/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb"] background:#7fd8fe;border:0px[/newclass] |
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Aug 23, 2022 10:10:59 GMT
Post by Cecilia on Aug 23, 2022 10:10:59 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","landbor2"] [attr="class","landimgbg2"] [attr="class","landimage2"] [attr="class","landbod2"] The game loved toying with the hope and lives of its players — a ruthless display of what was predicted in the book of revelation — an apocalypse. Cecilia's heart started to pound heavily in her chest as she attempted to run towards the geology exhibition. Luckily, Orvis wasn't too distracted by his second egg and spotted the golden shine. "Everyone, we have to go", with words of encouragement, Cecilia tried to regroup and finally bring this horror to an end. [break][break] Sadly, the monster wouldn't allow them to succeed. With all its might, the demon crushed its claws into the floor - destroying the pathway to the exhibition and forcing the group to take a detour. Its muscled legs pushed its grotesque body into the air only to feather its fall in front of the exit. A deadly grin appeared once more around its maw as it readied its next attack. Blood. The game was lusting for more blood. [break][break] In shock, Cecilia fell to her knees. There was not much to do anymore. Another hopeless fight against the beast had to occur. But all her companions were injured...dead even. How should they succeed? In the moment of despair, the green-haired priestess turned to the only comfort she knew - prayer. [break][break] "Dear heavenly mother, please hear my plea. Aid us to end the pain and bloodshed. In your name, I pray:
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Hail, Mary, full of grace,[break]
the Lord is with thee.[break]
Blessed art thou amongst women[break]
and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.
Holy Mary, Mother of God,[break]
pray for us sinners,[break]
now and at the hour of our death. [break]
Amen."[break][break][break] As the sounds of Cecilia's divine words filled the air, another message popped up: [break][break] - Core: Divine Intervention activated -
[break][break] A small golden dice started to roll across the ground - 18! With the ringing of bells, the dice disappeared into an aura of pure light filling the room. Immediately, the whole ceiling changed, opening into a vibrant blue heaven filled with celestial forces. An army of angels descended while the loudest sounds of otherworldly choirs thundered dawn upon the players. The beast screamed in agony, blinded by gods light and angered by the ethereal music. Raising its claw, it attempted to slash at the angels with no luck. A protective aurora stopped the beast as long as the heralds of heaven were completing their tasks. Attending the wounded with their golden touch, the angels lifted Hilda and the others into the air, illuminating them with divine magic. With the blessing of grace, their injuries disappeared, and Hilda's arm was reconstructed. The party's health was restored. As the music faded and angels ascended again, everyone was standing tall and mighty, fueled with a power they hadn't known before. Ready to stop the devil in front of them. [break][break] What had gone unnoticed by everyone was the tough choice Cecilia had to make in order to invoke this miracle. The dice had offered her a choice: Leave to safety alone or help those around you. For a moment, Cecilia had hesitated, but she couldn't find the selfishness in her heart to leave her comrades alone. It would have haunted her forever... maybe the choice to heal the group was selfish after all - done in fear of her own conscience. Or to not bear the suffering anymore? But was done was done! Her choice was made, and Cecilia stood amongst the others to face the dark forces. [break][break]  [googlefont=Poppins] [googlefont=Nunito] [newclass=".landbor2"] width: 450px; height: 100%; padding: 20px; text-align: justify; line-height: 20px; font-family: 'Nunito-Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin: auto; overflow: auto; background-image:URL(https://images2.imgbox.com/b3/f4/0gF1p8K1_o.png); background-size: 100%;[/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2"] width: 370px; height: 400px; padding: 20px; text-align: justify; line-height: 20px; font-family: 'Nunito-Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; color: #fff; margin: 20px; overflow: auto;[/newclass] [newclass=".landtag2] font-family: 'Nunito', sans-serif; font-size: 9px; color: #fff; line-height: 10px; padding: 9px; float: right; margin: 20px; border:solid 1px #7fd8fe; [/newclass] [newclass=".landimage2] width:100px; height: 100px; margin: auto; border-radius: 100%; [/newclass] [newclass=".landimgbg2] width: 100px; height: 100px; border-radius: 100%; margin: auto; padding: 5px; border: 1px solid #0c364c; border-left: 2px solid #7fd8fe; border-bottom: 2px solid #7fd8fe; [/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2 b"] color: #65adc8; [/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2 i"] color: #7fd8fe; [/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2::-webkit-scrollbar"] width:3px;[/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb"] background:#7fd8fe;border:0px[/newclass] |
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Aug 21, 2022 18:34:25 GMT
Post by Cecilia on Aug 21, 2022 18:34:25 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","landbor2"] [attr="class","landimgbg2"] [attr="class","landimage2"] [attr="class","landbod2"] [break] — A Deal with God — "Please call me Cecilia", the lady met Vincent's greeting with delight. It was comforting that in this calamity, some maintained manner and etiquette. Willingly she expected his invitation and sat down next to him, of course, at an appropriate distance. Up close, Cecilia couldn't help but notice his silver hair. Looking back at her previous encounters, it always made him stand amongst the crowd. " I think the last time we met, your family chaired the MET Gala. Was it heavenly bodies featuring the great influence of catholicism on fashion?", Cecilia tried hard to remember. Certainly, the Cross Family was in attendance, but she didn't recall if the two had crossed paths that day. It was a busy night, and she had featured the centrepiece of the exhibition: A gown inspired by Saint Jean D'Arc herself - a heavy gown with plated armour weaved into it. Its train alone weight several pounds and left a heavy bruise on Cecilia's leg, which didn't heel for a week. Complaining, tho, was not something known in the Van Blossom family. All members shared a religious optimism and faith in a better tomorrow. [break][break] A faint tone of sadness echoed through the halls when Vincent spoke of his parents. Cecilia wasn't sure if it was his words or her imagination driving her back to the tabloid headlines of their death. Ever since Lady D's demise, she had not read anything so sad and so close. "Well, the Lord is our shepherd. In the good as well as in challenging times like this. I came to find some answers, and it seems my prayer was heard as when I opened my eyes, you were here...In Wiltshire of all the places. It must be a heavenly message", humour was masking the hope that carried Cecilia's voice. Surprise and relief could only begin to describe how she felt when she noticed Vincent's presence. [break][break] Gently, Cecilia folded her long black dress to the side as she turned towards Vincent. "Not at all; it would be a lie if I told you I wasn't interested in how things had been for you either... but let me answer your question first. At first, I didn't understand any of what was going on. I thought it was a cruel joke... some sort of TV production my agent had booked me on. How foolish", Cecilia looked down, acknowledging her own shortcoming. "After the 'change' - you may called it, I had woken up in the London Museum of Natural History chased by monstrous lizards. Many others were with me, but only a few survived. Luckily, God was looking out for me and blessed me with the strength to face this challenge", she carefully opened her interface to reveal it to her old acquaintance. [break][break] Level 3 - Priestess [break][break] "It seems that I have been blessed to call upon divinity to aid those around me. I am able to heal the injured and summon angelic force for support", her words were dressed in gratitude as she closed her stats again. "I wonder... could this be our final judgement?", Cecilia's gaze turned to the ceiling and focused on the golden cross illuminated by the rainbow light of the church's windows. Was this really the end? [break][break]  [googlefont=Poppins] [googlefont=Nunito] [newclass=".landbor2"] width: 450px; height: 100%; padding: 20px; text-align: justify; line-height: 20px; font-family: 'Nunito-Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin: auto; overflow: auto; background-image:URL(https://images2.imgbox.com/b3/f4/0gF1p8K1_o.png); background-size: 100%;[/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2"] width: 370px; height: 400px; padding: 20px; text-align: justify; line-height: 20px; font-family: 'Nunito-Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; color: #fff; margin: 20px; overflow: auto;[/newclass] [newclass=".landtag2] font-family: 'Nunito', sans-serif; font-size: 9px; color: #fff; line-height: 10px; padding: 9px; float: right; margin: 20px; border:solid 1px #7fd8fe; [/newclass] [newclass=".landimage2] width:100px; height: 100px; margin: auto; border-radius: 100%; [/newclass] [newclass=".landimgbg2] width: 100px; height: 100px; border-radius: 100%; margin: auto; padding: 5px; border: 1px solid #0c364c; border-left: 2px solid #7fd8fe; border-bottom: 2px solid #7fd8fe; [/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2 b"] color: #65adc8; [/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2 i"] color: #7fd8fe; [/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2::-webkit-scrollbar"] width:3px;[/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb"] background:#7fd8fe;border:0px[/newclass] |
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Aug 21, 2022 12:09:37 GMT
Post by Cecilia on Aug 21, 2022 12:09:37 GMT
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Shaking, Cecilia watched as her party was brutally devoured by the newly modified bunny. The game had no remorse - it wasn't holding back anymore. Screams and the sounds of spilt blood filled the exhibition. The small intermezzo of Cecilia's banter with the bunny was long forgotten: Paralylised in fear, the priestess, stood on top of the Skelton as the monster turned towards her. Would this be her end? The claw of the monster swung into the air. HUSH!
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With the force of a truck at full speed, the monster's paw crashed into the structure shredding the bones to pieces. Luckily, Greg was extremely protective of his new friends jumping at the right time, grabbing Cecilia and gliding away. Like a scene straight out of a Sailor Moon animation, the Tuxedo Mask Lizard held Cecilia bridal style and landed on the first floor.
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In a blind rage, the creature kept on slashing at the ruined exhibition. Snapping out of her fear, Cecilia composed herself looking for the injured to heal. Many had fallen in the brief fight with the monster. Yet she spotted Hilda, the dualist, holding her gushing shoulder - her arm missing. A cruel fate to lose one's daughter and arm on the same day. A tear formed on Cecilia's face as she prepared her healing prayer. With the glory of divinity, the place around her changed, taking on the vibrant blue of the high heavens as angels appeared around Hilda.
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"Wem der große Wurf gelungen[break]
Eines Freundes Freund zu sein[break]
Wer ein holdes Weib errungen[break]
Mische seinen Jubel ein"[break]
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Light embraced Hilda as her wounds began to heal. Cecilia's healing magic was far from reconstructing an arm, but it was strong enough to stop the bleeding. She wouldn't die here...not know. Although, all in Hilda's expression was crying for death. "Why? WHY?", ready to charge the monster again, Hilda sprung to her feet, holding her rapier with one arm.
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As the golden light of Cecilia's magic faded, she noticed something so obvious it nearly sprung at her. The monster... it had changed colour. It was far from a golden rabbit now. That must mean... it wasn't the target of the game anymore. People always praised her for her quick wit; it certainly came in handy today. "Orvis", looking for her only reasonable companion Cecilia pointed at the beast. "It changed colour! It's not our target anymore...", and the search began once more.
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Aug 21, 2022 11:13:00 GMT
Post by Cecilia on Aug 21, 2022 11:13:00 GMT
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"And ...you are as boney as the skeleton", the bunny monster barked back. Certainly, Cecilia had struck a nerve as she trapped the creature in a casual of insults. Reading was, after all, fundamental. Mockingly, Cecilia clapped as she crossed her legs, resting on the long bones of the dinosaur's neck. "One would think that carrot lover like you would have a better vision. Or does Vitamin B not aid your eyes? Otherwise, you would clearly see what nonsense you are mumbling. But what was to be expected from a sad excuse for a bugs bunny knock-off? Are you proud of yourself, bunny? Is this what you want to be known? Chasing after women in a museum? Doesn't that seem a bit... I don't know. Declassé?" Cecilia was putting her all into her weave of wards. A deadly spider web that kept the bunny focused on her lips.
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"Yeah, and what about you, miss perfect? Demolishing historical artefacts with your heels? Throwing bones like a little girl at me? Who is the loser?", the bunny's teeth flinched as his breath hissed out of his mouth, forming steam. He was angry. Luckily, his anger blinded him, making it easy for Greg to get into position. After killing the last lizard, he grabbed its dead body, ready to hurl it at the skeleton. Hopefully, the others would appear soon. There was no telling when the bunny would get handsy.
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"Like a little girl?! So you think a girl can't throw? Ill-mannered and misogynist. We are reaching a new low, bunny. Your words are as outdated as these bones. It is 2022. Get with the times. I gather from your comments there are a couple of things you don't know, bunny. For example, you probably didn't know that my sister Circe was the youngest Olympic contestant in the recorded history of the world. And indeed she threw a speer so far... it reached beyond the stadium. Yes, my sister threw that speer, and 250,000 people jumped to their feet for sixteen and one-half minutes of uninterrupted thunderous ovation, as flames illuminated her tear-stained face! And that, bunny — just so you will know — is what a girl can do!", Cecilia jumped to her feet. Now she was enraged by the bunny's ignorance. A deadly stare down between the two began...
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Aug 21, 2022 10:22:01 GMT
Post by Cecilia on Aug 21, 2022 10:22:01 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","landbor2"] [attr="class","landimgbg2"] [attr="class","landimage2"] [attr="class","landbod2"] "No worries, if it gets worse, let me know. I am happy to help", Cecilia replied, smiling at the girl. Admiration glimmered through Cecilia's expression. She always looked up to women that put comfort befor style —a wise choice in these dangerous times. The green-haired model just couldn't help it. Ever since she was a child, she was in awe, glaring at the pompous statues of saints, the golden decorations of the cathedral and the fine silks in which gods loyal followers dressed to meet him. It all had left the marks of vanity on her soul. Cecilia didn't feel too guilty about it, as dressing herself in beautiful things was no sin. [break][break] Before Cecilia could properly inspect who was debating in the other corner of the box, the prison disappeared in a swirl of numbers revealing the city of Los Angeles. " Oh, how wonderful... we are in the city of angels. At least some good news", Cecilia cried out in excitement, stepping forward and noticing a familiar face. "Vincent, it is good to see you again. And...who might you be", she couldn't even finish her introduction properly as curiosity pulled her towards a man with a pick axe and a pig-like monstrosity on his feet. It certainly reminded Cecilia of the demons she had read so much about. The way the man held his tool indicated that he might have had something to do with freeing the group from the numeric prison. [break][break] Cecilia flicked her hair back, she hadn't noticed that city was decorated with images of her last campaign. An angelic campaign advertising Dior's new perfume "Elysium". Rain dripped from her hair into purple hydrangeas, the symbol of gratitude, grace and beauty. Standing in front of her billboard, Cecilia smiled at the group to mask her nervousness about what was coming. [break][break]  [break][break] [googlefont=Poppins] [googlefont=Nunito] [newclass=".landbor2"] width: 450px; height: 100%; padding: 20px; text-align: justify; line-height: 20px; font-family: 'Nunito-Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin: auto; overflow: auto; background-image:URL(https://images2.imgbox.com/b3/f4/0gF1p8K1_o.png); background-size: 100%;[/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2"] width: 370px; height: 400px; padding: 20px; text-align: justify; line-height: 20px; font-family: 'Nunito-Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; color: #fff; margin: 20px; overflow: auto;[/newclass] [newclass=".landtag2] font-family: 'Nunito', sans-serif; font-size: 9px; color: #fff; line-height: 10px; padding: 9px; float: right; margin: 20px; border:solid 1px #7fd8fe; [/newclass] [newclass=".landimage2] width:100px; height: 100px; margin: auto; border-radius: 100%; [/newclass] [newclass=".landimgbg2] width: 100px; height: 100px; border-radius: 100%; margin: auto; padding: 5px; border: 1px solid #0c364c; border-left: 2px solid #7fd8fe; border-bottom: 2px solid #7fd8fe; [/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2 b"] color: #65adc8; [/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2 i"] color: #7fd8fe; [/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2::-webkit-scrollbar"] width:3px;[/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb"] background:#7fd8fe;border:0px[/newclass] |
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Post by Cecilia on Aug 21, 2022 9:51:23 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","landbor2"] [attr="class","landimgbg2"] [attr="class","landimage2"] [attr="class","landbod2"] [break] — A Deal with God — "You are ... You are free to eat from any tree in the garden, but you must not eat from the tree of the knowledge of good and evil, for when you eat from it, you will certainly die. - Genesis 2:17", the woman's eyes sparkled as she lifted her head. "Oh, excuse me. My thoughts just drifted for a moment. It's just ... I had this verse on my mind all morning. I am Cecilia. Cecilia van Blossom. It's a pleasure to meet you", gracefully, the priestess extended her hand to greet the stranger. Judging by the man's posture and intonation, he must be someone of status. Cecilia was very good at deducting those things. Anyone could hang themselves with riches, but the subtle mannerism of the upper class was hard to mimic if not taught from birth. A familiarity surrounded the pale face of the stranger... maybe he wasn't unknown to her? Her head still stuck in her prayer, Cecilia couldn't quite put her finger on it. Eagerly she waited for the man's voice to announce his name. Before, her thoughts carried away to Genesis once more ... [break][break] Genesis 2:17, Cecilia had always loved this verse as it held much more mystery than most people noticed. Back in bible class, Vicar Vermond would teach about God's warning, a test of mankind humanity failed and was punished for...the danger of curiosity... fear for the consequence of disobedience. But Cecilia had never believed that. There was so much more to it than a simple lecture. God wasn't just some wrathful being punishing his children for a mistake. If you looked at the words closely, you would notice a lie. Yes, indeed, a lie spun by the creator himself. Paradox, as his teachings praise truth - but there it rested amongst the most important story of humanity. The creation...[break][break] "You will certainly die", the warning that was supposed to prevent Adam from reaching for the tree's fruit - a lie. Yet death wasn't the punishment... It was the fall from Elysium, as we learned from Eve's encounter with the snake. The Lord is all-knowing, so he must have seen what was coming. Why did he choose to mask the truth? Or did he change his mind as he couldn't see humanity disappear in the cold hands of death? Another theory sparkled in Cecilia's mind. It wasn't for a test of obedience that God had forbidden to consume the apples of the tree of knowledge. God was a loving father protecting his children... protecting Adam and Eve from inside unbearable for humanity to carry. The knowledge of good and evil... [break][break] In her heart, Cecilia believed in God's grace, knowing he would act in favour of his creation. After all, we were all made in his image. At least the handsome stranger in front of her was. Something about him just seemed so aethereal. Looking closer at his fine features, Cecilia couldn't help but notice a similarity between the man and Michelangelo's depiction of Adam: Handsome, strong and heavenly. Inspecting the beautiful carnation of Adam, Cecilia found the words she had been looking for: [break][break] "Oh...Vincent Cross, isn't it? I am sorry I didn't recognise you at first. It has been quite some time. You look well. What a surprise", the group blessed with God's gift of wealth and power was small. Cecilia remembered the Cross family well: Heralds of the Lord's word with a multi-media empire and spun across the globe. The family was present on the glorious day of her performance in the Vatican, making sure it would reach beyond the painted walls to the masses. The power of media... Her heart filled with sadness for a brief moment as she remembered the tragic headlines and the handsome face of her opposite coloured in grief printed in the papers. An image unforgettable ...that let her to remember Vincent. Although he and Cecilia were circulating in the same society, the model had very little moments in past years to reconnect with friends and family as business was carrying her across the globe. Of course the Van Blossom family had attended the funeral if there had been one? Cecilia wasn't sure anymore... If she only had a functioning phone, one call with her sister would solve the riddle. [break][break] There was comfort in meeting a familiar face in these strange times. Cecilia tried hard to remember the last time she had met Vincent. Was it at the MET Gala or maybe at a royal wedding? Hopefully, he would enlighten her. Nevertheless, it was comforting to know she had found someone to whom she could relate on some level. 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Aug 20, 2022 22:57:48 GMT
Post by Cecilia on Aug 20, 2022 22:57:48 GMT
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"This better work. You think this is a good idea? By the way...can I call you Greg...Relentless Raptor feels just so aggressive", the lizard nodded in agreement, jumping down onto the ground floor. Its muscular legs feathered the fall as if it was nothing. Sadly, the giant rabbit was still glued to their feet. Throwing a bone at his head didn't seem to amuse it.
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"Oh, Greg I hope this will work", running into the dinosaur exhibition, Cecilia immediately spotted some smaller lizards posing a threat. "I guess this is a moment where we have to split, too. Greg, can you throw me up three and then take care of those Lizards? I will ... do my best with the bunny", in excitement Greg hissed. He seemed to like the idea of fighting something. With all his might, he grabbed Cecilia, throwing her onto the top of the brachiosaurus skeleton. Almost gliding of the old bones, she held on to the calcium construct. Luckily, she had used her level up to invest in the Power stat. This improvement really came in handy now as she lifted herself up again. Heavily breathing, the bunny monster stepped into the room, its face coloured in a deadly smirk.
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"Muhuha, look at you hanging there. Like a little green grape ready to be plugged", a large pink tongue slid out of the creature's mouth, mockingly dancing around his lips. At the same time, Greg was smashing the heads of two smaller lizards together, creating another blood bath at the other end of the hall. Where were the others? If this was to work, she needed everyone to help her trip this skeleton over once bunnyzilla was close enough. "A grape, you say? Watch out that you don't end up on the menu yourself. After all, a bunny your size could feed a football team. Easily...", not her finest insult, but it should do to trap the jester's attention. The bunny seemed to enjoy some banter. Maybe she could hold up the conversation for a little longer...
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Cracking the wooden floor below its feet, the bunny stepped forward. Its weight was creating little indents in the ground. That's how heavy the thing was. "I don't want to land below those paws", Cecilia thought as she climbed up the dinosaur. "So red... are you exhausted little girl. With all that flush in your face, I might mistake you for a carrot. Hahah", the insults got lamer by the second. If the lizards were not getting her, this furry with its lame comments would kill her from sheer dullness. "Okay, Rodger rabbit, these jokes are so bad. You wouldn't even get a Netflix special. I know I shouldn't say this... cause you big bad and a scary bunny. But you ain't the moment... Us chasing you in this quest was probably the closest to popular you will ever be. Using a bunch of Steroids can't compensate for your lack of wit. I am sorry", Cecilia's words were so razor sharp she almost cut herself on them. Spotting the bunny's hurt expression, she almost felt bad. But she had accomplished what she wanted. The priestess had successfully distracted the monster the point that the rest of her party had managed to sneak in unnoticed.
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"HOW DARE YOU!", with a mad look in its eyes the bunny leapt in the air and....
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Aug 20, 2022 20:06:50 GMT
Post by Cecilia on Aug 20, 2022 20:06:50 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","landbor2"] [attr="class","landimgbg2"] [attr="class","landimage2"] [attr="class","landbod2"] 'Cause there's a hole where your heart lies[break]
And I can see it with my third eye[break]
And though my touch, it magnifies[break]
You pull away, you don't know why[break][break][break] Cecilia's voice was floating out of the changing room. She took it as a god-sent message that she found the abandoned boutique in the centre of London. After all, her beautiful Gucci gown was ripped into shreds in the last tutorial. Admiring herself in the mirror, she couldn't help but wonder what happened to all the others. Hopefully, they were somewhere safe. "I will pray for them later", she thought, continuing her song. Ever since she was a child, Cecilia loved to sing. Growing up in the church choir, she missed those heavenly days under the stained glass of St Martin's, humming away to the sound of the organ. "Alright, I love those heels, but this time I have to choose something more practic-" light blinded her vision before she could finish her sentence. [break][break] "Oh no, did I miss one of those notifications again", opening her eyes to a group of strangers trapped in a glassy box, Cecilia realised it had happened again. She was teleported into some game again... in heels. "I do need to be more mindful. I guess this can happen at any time now", the green-haired lady looked down on herself. At least these boots were much more comfortable than those Gucci stilettos from the last quest. [break][break]  [break][break] Taking a moment to analyse her surroundings, Cecilia put her hands against the wall of the box - it was cold to the touch- before noticing her cellmate's ferocious attacks daggering the wall. The wall didn't seem scratched. Probably that was not a fruitful way out. A faint smell of iron filled the air... blood. Glancing over Cecilia immediately spotted the source of the smell... a wounded girl. The priestess wasn't sure if everyone had picked up on the woman's injury or if her senses were heightened to spot the injured... after all, her class was all about healing. Without hesitation or the worry of being recognised, Cecilia made her way over. This was not her first time anymore. "I am sorry... I couldn't help but notice your wound. Sorry for pointing it out so bluntly, but I am ...sort of a healer. If you like - I can take a look at it. Before... well, before whatever it is we are in starts", from Cecilia's previous experience, it was important to utilise any moment you get. Every player should be as prepared as possible... nobody knows what could happen next. [break][break] [googlefont=Poppins] [googlefont=Nunito] [newclass=".landbor2"] width: 450px; height: 100%; padding: 20px; text-align: justify; line-height: 20px; font-family: 'Nunito-Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin: auto; overflow: auto; background-image:URL(https://images2.imgbox.com/b3/f4/0gF1p8K1_o.png); background-size: 100%;[/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2"] width: 370px; height: 400px; padding: 20px; text-align: justify; line-height: 20px; font-family: 'Nunito-Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; color: #fff; margin: 20px; overflow: auto;[/newclass] [newclass=".landtag2] font-family: 'Nunito', sans-serif; font-size: 9px; color: #fff; line-height: 10px; padding: 9px; float: right; margin: 20px; border:solid 1px #7fd8fe; [/newclass] [newclass=".landimage2] width:100px; height: 100px; margin: auto; border-radius: 100%; [/newclass] [newclass=".landimgbg2] width: 100px; height: 100px; border-radius: 100%; margin: auto; padding: 5px; border: 1px solid #0c364c; border-left: 2px solid #7fd8fe; border-bottom: 2px solid #7fd8fe; [/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2 b"] color: #65adc8; [/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2 i"] color: #7fd8fe; [/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2::-webkit-scrollbar"] width:3px;[/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb"] background:#7fd8fe;border:0px[/newclass] |
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Aug 20, 2022 18:25:08 GMT
Post by Cecilia on Aug 20, 2022 18:25:08 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","landbor2"] [attr="class","landimgbg2"] [attr="class","landimage2"] [attr="class","landbod2"] [break] — A Deal with God — "In nomine patris et filii, et spiritus... sancti. Amen!", relief rushed through Cecilia's body. Prayer always did that to her, elevating her heart for just a moment, releasing her of the tensions growing in her human soul. Worry had clouded her words. It was hard to put all the thoughts into a message to the high heavens. Too much had happened, and she wanted to make sure that everyone and everything had been included in her protective call for god's love. [break][break] In a trance, the green-haired lady hadn't even noticed the man who had so elegantly wandered into the cathedral. He had joined the angelic fresco and statues of saints in watching over her prayer. Surprise took over her expression as she turned to find the gentleman in the first row. At first, her instincts were calling for a fight-of-flight reaction, but she calmed herself quite quickly. The man had come to the house of god; he was a guest of his grace, too. A surely wasn't one of the many monsters she had fought. Quickly, Cecilia assured herself, checking her interface for any pop-up notifications. There were none. This was not a dungeon but a mere encounter of two souls in a church. [break][break] In her heart, a small harmony of hope started to play. Maybe he was god sent? Was this the message she was hoping for? In excitement, Cecilia stood up. "Hello there, I am sorry... I didn't notice you earlier", her voice was amplified by the emptiness of the endless hall echoing against the gothic structure. "I shouldn't raise my voice in here. I am just so surprised to find another soul here. I was convinced Wiltshire was abandoned" Cecilia gently walked over, gliding down next to the visitor, carefully deducting if he was praying. Shame filled her thoughts; she should have checked before opening her mouth. How rude of her. [break][break] [googlefont=Poppins] [googlefont=Nunito] [newclass=".landbor2"] width: 450px; height: 100%; padding: 20px; text-align: justify; line-height: 20px; font-family: 'Nunito-Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin: auto; overflow: auto; background-image:URL(https://images2.imgbox.com/b3/f4/0gF1p8K1_o.png); background-size: 100%;[/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2"] width: 370px; height: 400px; padding: 20px; text-align: justify; line-height: 20px; font-family: 'Nunito-Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; color: #fff; margin: 20px; overflow: auto;[/newclass] [newclass=".landtag2] font-family: 'Nunito', sans-serif; font-size: 9px; color: #fff; line-height: 10px; padding: 9px; float: right; margin: 20px; border:solid 1px #7fd8fe; [/newclass] [newclass=".landimage2] width:100px; height: 100px; margin: auto; border-radius: 100%; [/newclass] [newclass=".landimgbg2] width: 100px; height: 100px; border-radius: 100%; margin: auto; padding: 5px; border: 1px solid #0c364c; border-left: 2px solid #7fd8fe; border-bottom: 2px solid #7fd8fe; [/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2 b"] color: #65adc8; [/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2 i"] color: #7fd8fe; [/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2::-webkit-scrollbar"] width:3px;[/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb"] background:#7fd8fe;border:0px[/newclass] |
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Aug 20, 2022 17:58:22 GMT
Post by Cecilia on Aug 20, 2022 17:58:22 GMT
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A new game mode has been added: Survival! Survive and catch the golden bunny before the time is up.
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"I swear pop-ups rarely say anything good", Cecilia mumbled under her breath, running away from the giant Leporidae chasing her and her friends. In desperation, she had swung the bone at the bunny's head, but it didn't even do a scratch. It was a sturdy boy. "Orvis, we - need - to - think - (heavy breathing) - of something", Cecilia could feel the pain from her heels piercing through her whole body. These damn Gucci boots were so tightly strapped around her leg, it took a team to put them on and an equal amount of people to take them off.
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Seeing the model, the Lizard lifted his arms, grabbing her bridal style to carry her while running. Now the party was much faster. "Into the dinosaur room, I have an idea. We need to get him below the skeleton of the brachiosaurus and make the whole thing crush onto it. The ribcage can... well be a cage for the thing", proudly Cecilia announced her idea before realising the many other deadly lizards around.
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"We need the others to help us tho... Orvis... can you contact them? Tell them to meet us there? We keep the Bunny boy busy!", Cecilia said with little to no confidence. But it was their best shoot.
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Aug 20, 2022 17:35:37 GMT
Post by Cecilia on Aug 20, 2022 17:35:37 GMT
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The void... an empty yet crowded space in the middle of nothingness connected by rainbow bridges and pixel structures. Cecilia felt like Dorothy stepping into the player's hub. Although she wasn't wearing ruby slippers, she felt like she had been blown away far from home and was forced to navigate an unknown land to her. It indeed would have been an advantage if she had played more video games or visited a VR chat - that's what this world seemed to be based on: pixels, violence and trolls.
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Wandering along the busy streets of the hub, she was closely inspecting the crowd of players. People from all over the world had come together. "So it happened everywhere...", Cecilia thought as people's heads started to turn. Even in this world, she had retained her fame... That's right - whatever this world was - was built on top of the previous one. A smile coloured her face as she waved at her fans and signed some autographs. Strangely, this time she wasn't asked to sign photos or shirts. Many people had taken out weird weapons and even a strange-looking pet to be signed by Cecilia. Reluctantly she obliged, trying to quickly control the crowd that was forming around her.
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"Cecilia, is it true? Are you dating?" / "How is your sister? Are you going to perform together?" / "Cecilia is this a promo for your first movie?" / "CECILIA"... didn't people have other problems than chasing after her? It was strange how quickly humanity had adjusted to the new normal. Cecilia wasn't ready to accept it yet. Spending her days fighting monsters and running for her life in brutal dungeons? This couldn't be it?
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"Will someone please get me out of here?", Cecilia thought, looking up into the pixel swirl that marked the sky.
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Priestess
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Aug 20, 2022 17:03:53 GMT
Post by Cecilia on Aug 20, 2022 17:03:53 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","landbor2"] [attr="class","landimgbg2"] [attr="class","landimage2"] [attr="class","landbod2"] [break] — A Deal with God — [break][break] The clicking of Cecilia's shoes echoed through the empty Cathedral. It looked like no one had been here in days...maybe even weeks. It was strange seeing this beauty abandoned. Every time she had visited Salisbury, she had shared the experience with many like-minded people seeking a glimpse of divinity itself. Salisbury Cathedral was founded in 1220 as a response to deteriorating relationships between the clergy and the military. Legend has it that the then Bishop of Old Sarum, having become disillusioned with the garrison in the town, decided he would move the seat of his influence by building a new cathedral. He took up a bow and pledged to found his church wherever the arrow fell, before firing it out of the window. Unbeknown to him, the arrow struck the side of a deer and was carried several miles through the countryside before coming to lie on the site of today's Cathedral. [break][break]  [break][break] The legend and its unique architecture drew many people to the sleepy town of Wiltshire. There wasn't much more than the Cathedral in the town. That's what Cecilia loved so much about it. After her quick rise to fame, it was much harder for her to visit a church without being noticed or bothered. Every time she turned to Salisbury, she was saved from all of that. The souls that thought out the holy grounds had better things to do than focus on a starlet. When Cecilia was a little girl, her uncle had taken her to the Cathedral - creating her first memory with Lord. She remembered the day as if it was yesterday: Her white dress, the dead dove on the floor, the light and the bird spreading its wings again - a miracle that had unfolded in front of her eyes. [break][break] Maybe she was hoping for another miracle... that's why she had returned to the beloved house of god. It had been days since the traumatising events of the "tutorial", and slowly, Cecilia began to understand it wasn't a TV show nor some weird VR game. Something had changed the world. Perhaps this was a test from the Lord - a final calling? Hoping to find some answers, she made her way to Wiltshire. Gliding on her knees, she prayed in front of the alter, the rainbow light of the stained glass windows illuminating her pale face. [break][break] "Dear God, I am turning to you - seeking your love. Something has happened to our world. And my heart is filled with questions. Please send me a sign. Is this your doing? Your will?", Cecilia's voice echoed through the air in a melody of hope and fear. [break][break]  [googlefont=Poppins] [googlefont=Nunito] [newclass=".landbor2"] width: 450px; height: 100%; padding: 20px; text-align: justify; line-height: 20px; font-family: 'Nunito-Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin: auto; overflow: auto; background-image:URL(https://images2.imgbox.com/b3/f4/0gF1p8K1_o.png); background-size: 100%;[/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2"] width: 370px; height: 400px; padding: 20px; text-align: justify; line-height: 20px; font-family: 'Nunito-Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; color: #fff; margin: 20px; overflow: auto;[/newclass] [newclass=".landtag2] font-family: 'Nunito', sans-serif; font-size: 9px; color: #fff; line-height: 10px; padding: 9px; float: right; margin: 20px; border:solid 1px #7fd8fe; [/newclass] [newclass=".landimage2] width:100px; height: 100px; margin: auto; border-radius: 100%; [/newclass] [newclass=".landimgbg2] width: 100px; height: 100px; border-radius: 100%; margin: auto; padding: 5px; border: 1px solid #0c364c; border-left: 2px solid #7fd8fe; border-bottom: 2px solid #7fd8fe; [/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2 b"] color: #65adc8; [/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2 i"] color: #7fd8fe; [/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2::-webkit-scrollbar"] width:3px;[/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb"] background:#7fd8fe;border:0px[/newclass] |
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AGE
20
PRONOUNS
She/ Her
SEXUALITY
X
CLASS
Priestess
UNSORTED
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Aug 20, 2022 16:35:42 GMT
Post by Cecilia on Aug 20, 2022 16:35:42 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","landbor2"] [attr="class","landimgbg2"] [attr="class","landimage2"] [attr="class","landbod2"] "Join the party - accept! Relentless Raptor is now a party member!", it was all so strange. The mechanics of this game were more than confusing. But Cecilia wouldn't complain. Her mistake had turned into a win. Certainly, the Raptor's muscle power would come in handy to catch the rabbit. The priestess swung around, walking past an absent-minded Orvis. All the boy did was stare at that damn egg. "Hey Orvis, you need to stay more alert. Please", she pleaded, looking for a piece of cloth. [break][break] "Can you understand me?", Cecilia asked curiously, handing her new scaled party member a piece of the curtain had ripped off. The Lizardman nodded, taking the curtain to wipe off the blood from his mouth. "I am Cecilia", she tried very hard to let kindness and forgiveness colour her words. But it didn't come as easy to her as Christ taught his disciples. Something in the beast had changed. Calmness and friendliness sparked in its eyes as it grabbed Cecilia's hand to shake it. [break][break] By now, the golden bunny had long darted out of the room, enjoying his newly won freedom. Orvis was still playing with some pop-up messages. "Can you help us find the bunny boy again? We need to catch it before the timer is up", hearing Cecilia's wish, the Raptor immediately jumped up, pointing his nose in the air. With a good sniff, his nostrils widened as he was taking the rabbit's scent in. Like a bloodhound dog, he sprinted forward, pointing in the direction of the Geology section. "Hey, O- I think our new friend might have an idea where the bunny is. We should hurry; I don't want to wait for the next group of scaled monsters to arrive", Cecilia lifted herself up, grabbing a big whalebone. Not that she would actually be able to defend herself with the calcium stick, but it made her feel somewhat safer. [break][break] A moment went by as a loud bell ringing marked the beginning of a new round. However, this time the floor did not vibrate, nor did Cecilia spot more pathways opening. Something else had changed. Carefully following her new friend's guidance, the party made its way into the Geology section - by far the largest room filled with rocks and crystals from all over the world. A deadly silence was glooming in the exhibition. A golden shine way reflected by a group of crystals needly pilled in the middle of the room..they almost looked like ... "A Throne?". [break][break] Crashhhhh! With a thundering speed, a large golden figure landed in the middle of the crystals. Turning around with a fear-invoking laugh, a creature with clawlike teeth, cascading fur and bloodred eyes revealed itself. "Oh no... the bunny ...updated!", Cecilia concluded, noticing the bits of gold weaved into its fur. "How are we going to catch A GODZILLA BUNNY", panic took over as she calculated her odds. [break][break]  [googlefont=Poppins] [googlefont=Nunito] [newclass=".landbor2"] width: 450px; height: 100%; padding: 20px; text-align: justify; line-height: 20px; font-family: 'Nunito-Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin: auto; overflow: auto; background-image:URL(https://images2.imgbox.com/b3/f4/0gF1p8K1_o.png); background-size: 100%;[/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2"] width: 370px; height: 400px; padding: 20px; text-align: justify; line-height: 20px; font-family: 'Nunito-Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; color: #fff; margin: 20px; overflow: auto;[/newclass] [newclass=".landtag2] font-family: 'Nunito', sans-serif; font-size: 9px; color: #fff; line-height: 10px; padding: 9px; float: right; margin: 20px; border:solid 1px #7fd8fe; [/newclass] [newclass=".landimage2] width:100px; height: 100px; margin: auto; border-radius: 100%; [/newclass] [newclass=".landimgbg2] width: 100px; height: 100px; border-radius: 100%; margin: auto; padding: 5px; border: 1px solid #0c364c; border-left: 2px solid #7fd8fe; border-bottom: 2px solid #7fd8fe; [/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2 b"] color: #65adc8; [/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2 i"] color: #7fd8fe; [/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2::-webkit-scrollbar"] width:3px;[/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb"] background:#7fd8fe;border:0px[/newclass] |
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