<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ffcc">It seemed that for the first time in ages, our beloved loudmouth had been stunned into silence. Unable to utter a single word, the budding woman sat within the midst of the chaos, the chaos that would soon become her new home. Although, to be fair she <i>was </i>still unconscious- but progress is progress nonetheless. In an ironic sense this was the most she’d felt at peace in a long while, for, during her rest her vagrant mind shifted from scene to scene- each containing her most happiest of memories. And she sat quite obliviously, as if she were watching them unfold all by herself. Though It was strange, especially for someone who often found herself stumbling upon unworldly  fever dreams, only to fantasize about the times in which life had been much simpler. But as they say, all good things must come to an end. And whatever faint happiness she had gained from her years on Earth, were bound to wither away like ashes to a flame. And so, as her ears began to pickup on the distant commotion, the fiery woman began to stir ever so slightly, as if each sense had been  restarting itself one by one. First to come was her hearing, then her touch, following behind was her scent, taste and finally, her eyesight. And my was it a sight to behold. For, right in front of her stood a line of regal-looking men. Never mind the glorious castle that splayed about, as the human heiress had come across quite similar settings before. No, now all that Nana <i>could </i>truly focus on was the bountiful amount of eye candy that stood tall before her.... <i>But then the realization began to hit. </i>Nana peered curiously through gem-like eyes as a fine woman approached, further welcoming her and the other “mistresses” to what they called <i>Morningstar Castle.... Something was most definitely wrong here. </i>And to think, all it took was a mere glance downward to confirm the quick vixen’s suspicions. Why, Nana’s jaw nearly dropped at the sight of the well-fitted wedding dress that draped from her flesh and to make matters worse, it seemed that all of her other counterparts were fashioning one as well. Though she could hardly deny the fact that they all looked absolutely stunning- it was far besides the point. For, things began to feel more and more real once the strangers before her began their introductions. <i>Wrath, gluttony, sloth, greed. </i>Her eyes seemingly widened by tenfolds as she realized that these men- or rather, these <i>beings </i>were the humanish incarnate of the seven deadly sins. And with the wedding dress combinations, it looked like the church bells would be ringing very soon.<br/>
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But in all of her shock, all that Nana could really do was laugh- laugh until her heart’s content. For, the situation was so extremely unfortunate that it was almost- no scratch that, it WAS funny. Although, no matter how hard the woman had tried to stifle her delirious little fit, to avoid drawing <i>too </i>much attention to herself- the laughter seemed to double in intensity with each failing attempt. To the point that the bride was near to tears within the shits and giggles- no really, the droplets were beginning to well up within her ducts, practically blurring her vision for the time being. Though she found that the less she saw, the better. However, to be quite frank she herself truly didn’t understand why she found the entire situation to be absolutely hilarious, perhaps it was her way of coping? Or perhaps her captors had drugged her somehow, either were here highly likely. Whatever the case, whoever was behind this had to be a goddamn comedian to think that she’d actually go through with ANY of it. Not without a fight she wouldn’t. <br/>
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Nana quirked a rather judgemental brow as a particularly cheerful woman from her crew piped up all of the sudden- despite the frenzy that her other counterparts were currently facing. From what she was saying, either she had no common sense or they were reading far too much into this entire debacle. Somehow the female found herself leaning toward the former. Then another girl piped up- one who was far too confident for her own good. Nana narrowed her eyes. How the HELL was <i>she</i> going to protect <i>them</i> when she couldn’t even stand properly? <i>Make it make sense. </i> Never mind the fact that bloody battle in a wedding dress didn’t exactly seem comfortable in the slightest. Leaning over to the girl next to her, Nana finally began to find the words that she had been unable to in the beginning. In a hushed whisper, she spoke “How much you wanna bet that those two die off first?” the woman then proceeded to snicker. Although, her counterpart didn’t seem like much of a talker, given her rather stoic appearance, but there was no harm in trying. Studying her closely, Nana realized that she was a pretty little thing, with beautiful dark skin and silky hair. She seemed to be younger, but only by a few years. Still wouldn’t stop her from trying to make a few allies around here.<br/>
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Once again falling into silence, Nana continued to watch the introductions unfold, a glimmer of mischievousness flickering past her eyes. “Hi, my name is Nana and you’re watching Disney channel~” She spoke to no one in particular, further acknowledging that this entire scene did somewhat resemble a poorly edited Disney fanatic’s fanfic. She was really out here living the y/n life. </span>