Voting's just closed yesterday, sorry about that! Luckily, the one you voted for won by a slim margin! It seems we're going to try to delay the Austrians so they can starve and be frustrated trying to get past us.
Fortunately for us all: Therese is an actual character/person operating in a real word, if slightly different from our own, is a person with both flaws and virtues that can be considered commendable and realistic, and is a competent commander in her own right.If The Living Goddess herself, Marie-Louise Suette was commanding here, instead of stinky peasant girl Therese Auclair, she would have build the Great Wall of France in a minute, the reinforcements would have gotten here in 1 millisecond, all of the Austrian's supplies would have disappeared in 1 second, and would be instantly transported to the French soldiers, while the stinking Austrians would have come running to Marie and beg for her to let them join and worship her awesomeness. Instead we got a stinking peasant who doesn't know anything, SAD.
Thus, on the third day, the former nation states of Prussia, the Holy Roman Empire, Great Britain, and their allies have been toppled due to theNo, you misunderstand, she never said she was a goddess, people did that for her, she just went along with it.
I don't think you ever want to ask the dice that question
But it is hilarious.
Absolute masterpiece, 10/10 would read again.
Then would you like to read of how Brian and Elsa met? How the scruffy soldier of the revolution fell in love with the Ice Queen of Arendelle?
Absolutely. gib more pls.Then would you like to read of how Brian and Elsa met, how the scruffy soldier of the revolution fell in love with the Ice Queen of Arendelle?
I can't give you the entire story, but I can tell you important details of their love and first meeting. Brian initially disliked Elsa, seeing in her the aristocratic aloofness that he so thoroughly despises, while it was also true for Elsa when meeting Brian, she was unimpressed by his lack of manners and decorum, but eventually, through a thoroughly awesome journey, that involved them opening up to each other, the marshals of France and Napoleon, Anna, Hans, Olaf, Sven and Kristoff, their love blossomed into something truly beautiful.
A love story to surpass Twilight.I can't give you the entire story, but I can tell you important details of their love and first meeting. Brian initially disliked Elsa, seeing in her the aristocratic aloofness that he so thoroughly despises, while it was also true for Elsa when meeting Brian, she was unimpressed by his lack of manners and decorum, but eventually, through a thoroughly awesome journey, that involved them opening up to each other, the marshals of France and Napoleon, Anna, Hans, Olaf, Sven and Kristoff, their love blossomed into something truly beautiful.
No, a love story to surpass Anakin and Padme.
And not just the Monarchists, but the Womanarchists and the Childrenarchists too. He hates them, except for Elsa though.The Monarchists were like animals, and Brian slaughtered them like animals.
Muhahahahahaha!
I like it, it's very sweet. take a +10.Oh, thank God, someone posted already, that means I can give you a glimpse into my ElsaxBrian fanfiction
My Rather Weird Frozen Fanfiction
Brian stared at the love of his life, in nothing more than a pair of simple pants, showing off the muscular body honed by years of war, and could not, even for a second, turn away from those blue eyes which he has grown to cherish.
Elsa stared right back at him, wearing a thin nighty of transparent white, giving a glimpse of her slim and pale body, a body that Brian has gotten to know very intimately.
They were at the palace in Arendelle, inside their bedrooms in the dead of night, with nothing but the shine of the moon and the twinkle of the stars illuminating the skies.
Elsa finally said to Brian, with tears in her eyes, "Brian please, you don't have to do this."
Brian, after what seemed like an eternity staring into her eyes, spoke up, "No, my love, I'm sorry, but I have to do this" He shook his head at what he must do, "It is my duty."
Elsa, hearing Brian's words, stood up from their bed, and yelled at him in tears, "Your duty?! Your duty to what?! What of your duty to me? What about your duty to our children."
Yes, their children, their beloved children, young Agnarr, named in honor of Elsa's father, heir to the throne and little Pauline, a spark of joy that could light up a room, a little sparkle of joy just like Anna.
Brian stood up, hurt and angered that the love of his life would even dare think that he did not have their beloved children in mind, "Do you that my thoughts are never on them? That I am never constantly thinking about how they are some of the most important things to me, how I long to be with them and watch them grow into adulthood."
Elsa then tearfully asks, with her hands in her chest, "Then why do you persist in re-entering the battlefield? Do you not know how much I dread thinking that our children will never see their father again."
Brian, feeling the warm tears appearing in his chocolate brown eyes, grabbed Elsa by the shoulders and held her close, feeling her head close to his chest, and told her, "It is like I said, it is my duty, my duty to my people, my duty to protect all that was gained in the revolution.,"
Then he looked at Elsa, never seeing a more beautiful face, said to her, "Most importantly, it is my duty to protect you, and our children, to protect them from the forces that hate and conspire against them."
Elsa, released from his loving grasp, finally seemed to understand, and with resolution and firmness in her voice, said to the person she cherishes the most, "I understand it is your duty, your duty to all you hold dear, but first." She suddenly removed her nighty, her beautiful body fully exposed to Brian, while reaching for Brian's pants, "Do your duty to me, make love to me, so that I will always know of your love."
Brian obliged, and they made love once more, perhaps it was for the last time, perhaps not, all they know at the moment is each other, and how much they want each other.
Of course they do. *smug noises*Let's see what the dice Gods think of this quest.
Edit: Dice Gods really love this quest
No, it's fine. You can edit your post if you so desire, though while doubleposting in a short period is frowned upon, it's fine if like a day or two have passed with no activity imo, so--Oh, thank God, someone posted already, that means I can give you a glimpse into my
--wait what?
Ok you can't just say this and not write an entire separate story for that. What of Olaf btw, the most important character?
What about a sequel!?
How might I add? Is it the alternate history? is it the woman general in the French revolution? Is it the Napoleon or America rolls in the News?This thread is fucking high. And i throught Who needs harmony quest was on drugs. This one propably sells the drugs the harmony quest uses.