The "Be My Valentione!" Creative Writing Contest (NA) - OFFICIAL ENTRY THREAD

[VerySoft]

Dear Alexander,
I don't know where to begin to explain how I feel for you, in fact I'm not even certain you know how to read, but I have to get this message out to you, in one way or another, even if it ends with me confessing these feelings up front to you in the middle of a time stop. There is something alluring about you... that I just cant quiet explain... This is all very complicated for me, but I'll make it short and simple. I have fallen for you, a primal... a ROBOT. I don't even know where I could begin to explain this back to my friends back home in the Lavender Beds! By the twelve, I don't even how you would ever get to meet my friends here! I'm pretty positive you wouldn't fit in our front yard... You're about the size as the ward, no offense. Ugh, anyways! I'm not one to write my feelings out on paper like this, especially to someone I've faced in combat many times before. Are you capable of love, my dear primal? I refuse to believe that you are just a killing machine... is it possible that the meal I ate before encoutering you was aphrodisiac-filled? I feel like a fool pouring out these emotions to a robot that may possibly end my life for wasting his time.

Alexander my primal, would you be my special someone this valentine's day? Everyone needs someone to love, am I wrong? Even robots.... right?

Truly yours, Very Soft.

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My character is Very Soft from Leviathan server, if I am a winner I would like the Mandragora Choker please, thank you!

[BaraMonokuro]

To my first love, Twintania,

For the past four years, my love for you has burned like the damage-over-time from your liquid hell. Do you remember when we first met? I never expected such beauty to be locked in the Binding Coils. It was almost as if you were restricted from the realm for several months.

We stood there, our eyes locked for what seemed like forever... as I stoneskinned my party... one-by-one. It was a futile effort. Within mere moments, your death sentence felled my tank. Oh! How I trembled as I, an inexperienced white mage without the knowledge of thaumaturgy and swiftcast, slowly cast a raise upon my unconscious tank. When next our eyes met, you could not contain the fires of your passion! Nor could I as I basked in the heat of your fireball, my party frozen in awe of your conflagration.

Asclepius tried to slither between us, but he could not keep me from you, Twin! When you dived at me, I knew that you felt the same as I did. The force of your love knocked me into a purple oblivion. I came to only to be blinded once more for the love in your aether was profuse. The emotions that we shared confused us both—a confusion that you represented in the twisters you hurtled. Like our passion, they exploded and consumed everyone.

I was stunned by you, Twin—and not just by the dreadknight that approached me. You threw everything you had at me, but alas! Our time had to end. I will miss you forever; however, as a wandering minstrel reminded me, you live on in the unending coils of my heart.

Your truest love,
Bara

Character: Bara Monokuro
World: Balmung
Prize: Noble Barding

[Megamickel]

For my dearest bishop, who identifies the loot I bring back from the Palace of the Dead, I give you these sonnets.

Mysterious beauty captures my eyes;
Your face, never unmasked, is my true prize;
As you unseal the bags I recover;
I pine for your touch, not any other's;
Though I am an adventurer, 'tis true;
I'd give up my life of wonder for you;
To finally gaze upon your true face;
Yours is a beauty that none can replace;
Hear my words well, o bishop of mine;
Your figure so fair is my only divine;
To see you on my return from below;
Is to glimpse what only gods can bestow.
Give me your name, so that I might call it;
In hours of darkness, when all is fallen.

You give light to my world, you give me strength;
To return to you, I go any length;
So wait for me, maiden who unveils wealth;
I give you my word, to return in health;
The palace below, fraught with deep peril;
Shan't keep me away, most gorgeous petal;
I shall see you again, dear, when I come back;
From the monsters and demons who're on the attack;
Clad in strong armor made of thoughts of you;
I can't be defeated - My blade strikes true;
So be mine alone in this time of love;
You are a gift from the gods up above;
I promise to love you with all my being;
The woman whose face I shall never see!

((if I win I'd like the Ahriman choker, please ))

[Asiren]

Dear Cid,

I know you’ve been busy with Omega, so I decided to write this to you in the hopes that you may read it whenever you have a free moment. Hopefully it won’t get lost in the mess that must be your workspace…

There’s something I’ve been wanting to tell you ever since we investigated the Crystal Tower together, but the timing never seemed right. You were thoroughly engrossed with the Tower, and well, I was too shy to say it to your face. But as the summers pass, I find that I must tell you how I feel before it’s too late. I’ve had too many close calls to be shy now.

So I just want you to know that I love you.

I understand if this is something you’d rather not deal with or perhaps, something you don’t think you deserve. You still have your sins to atone for, and that leaves little time for romantic dalliances.

But I want to remind you that you don’t have to shoulder the burden of Omega—of saving the world, alone. I’ll be there by your side every step of the way. That’s all I ever wish for, whether it’s to be your trustworthy friend or if it catches your fancy… Something more.

In the end, I just want to make you happy, and if that means I have to continue fighting Omega’s gauntlet of trials until my last breath, I will. You’re my guiding light Cid, and please don’t ever forget it.

Yours truly,
- Asiren

P.S. - It was I who left that box of pure heart chocolate on your desk at St. Coinach’s Find a few springs ago. I hope you enjoyed them.


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Submitted by Asiren Shio from the Midgardsormr server.
Preferred prize: Bluebird earring.

[squeakchan]

Dear Alisaie,

Since it's the season and all


Dearest Alisaie,

I'm writing this letter to tell you that I think you're strong, and brave, and really pret


To my dear Alisaie,

I've never been good at this kind of thing. But I really like you, and I have for a while. You're brave, and strong, and smart, and you really helped me ground myself after everything that's happened since you returned. I'm really happy you're here and I got to know you. I trust you to have my back, so please trust me to have yours, too. I hope you


Hey Alisaie,

I've been practicing my cooking, and since it's Valentione's I made some chocolates for everyone. Let me know what you think and I'll fix the recipe. Sorry there's so few, I ran out of ingredients.

Take care,
Eon

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Submitted by: Eon Reaver
World: Sargatanas
Prize: Noble Barding

[Demius]

For the stoic gardener, your eyes impassive as a dzo’s, your lips the deepest shades of Azeyma’s rose, I write to thee. Your work outside the Mist’s Topmast goes ne’er unnoticed, your attentions spent on your craft are of the selfsame depth as mine eyes’ gaze on you. What I would give to be the flora drinking daily of your watering can, to hear your galoshes squelching on their daily approach to my plot. I confess it: my frequent visits to the Market Board are just a ruse! I’ve no economy to hear of, unless the riches of my love for you be coin. I simply wish to be always near, to hear the endless trickling of the water, tipped out by your generous hand. Alas, I fear you feel naught but for your trade. ‘Tis as if Nophica’s sweet song soundeth so strongly, so susurrantly, that you cannot shake free. Had I the Tenacity, the Determination, or the Mind to pull you gently away from it for even a moment, I would tell you all I am and all I have is yours. But, beautiful gardener, you simply water and water on.

Your Tulip (and two lips) in Waiting,

Demi Glace
Faerie

(Mandragora Choker)

[vincenzomori]

Wearily venturing homeward,

axe notched and tabard torn,

amidst the clamor and din of trade,

the rushing sound of feet on stone,

and steady chant of lapping water,

with folded hands and gentle gaze,

you calmly wait.



As the nostalgic aroma of miso drifts, swirls,

You deftly brush your hair aside,

Leaves mirrored on midnight water.

Into your arms you take the scuffed, the grazed,

The cracked and bruised,

Then softly, swiftly,

A moment in time too fast to grasp,

The creases are smoothed,

And wounds are sealed,

The clamor retreats and



You nod and turn to the one beside me,

A wave crashes,

The street chatters with itself,



my heart flutters.

Vincenzo Mori
Cactaur

Mandragora Choker

[Akihabara]

To my dearest,

It’s been a long time, hasn’t it? Over two years have passed since you first came into my life, and with you came joy, laughter, and a fuller appreciation for the beauty within this world. What you do for me is something of the deepest intimacy, something I would never ask of any random person. Between your luxurious looks, your charming sense of humor, and your ability to leave me refreshed and satisfied every time we meet and do our business together. I daresay I could not imagine life without you. After all the trials and tribulations I have endured in these years, through all the good and the bad, you have been there, ready to answer my call whenever I needed your company.

To that end I write this letter, on Valentione’s day, to extend my heartfelt gratitude and affection towards you. There is no other person I would rather spend this holiday with, for ours is a relationship that no one, living or dead could ever provide a true equivalent of. How I long for the day that we may meet again, so that I may feel your hands upon me, working that magic you weave through your fingertips. When I feel the cool touch of your scissors against my temple, I feel at peace, knowing that whatever the style, whatever the color, whatever the mood, you will give me a haircut that will leave me feeling like a new man, ready to take on the world again. Never change, Jandelaine. Never change.

With deep appreciation, Schrodinger D’Catte (Excalibur)
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I'd like the Noble Barding if chosen.

[Fallen304]

Dear Friend,
It has been over a year now…

I know I have not spoken to you for a very long time. That is not to say I would not give you a thought, but my heart could not bear it.

Spring has come as I write this in the Lavender Beds… I plan to bring this letter to Coerthas to give to you, somehow…

I wanted to tell you… we saved Doma and Ala Mhigo… we are heroes again –but why does this feel like such a hollow victory?

The darkness has yet to leave me since the world turned its back to my friends and I.
Blaming us for treachery which should have been unthinkable- after everything we had done.

You

You took us in.

Called us your allies and promised to protect us against the world.
In our home of Falling Snows…

Everything has been a blur since you took my place.
I lost myself for a long time in this all consuming darkness I had discovered from within.

Never again could I be as I once was before you.

So much left unsaid. Too sudden… I could never tell you how I felt.

It should have been me! You said you could not bare it but how could I?
You were there my shield, my ally, my friend and then gone!
It should have been me.

I wanted to tell you…

The hole left in your shield still haunts my dreams at night.

Thank you for saving my life in so many ways but my heart, like your shield, is unrepairable.

I was so lost and you were my light in this perfidious world.
But for you I try, because you saved me.

Hauchefaunt I'm sorry this took me so long, I love you.

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Letter by Rie Silverwind, of Sargatanas. If chosen, I would like to receive the Bluebird Earring as my prize.

[PureSteel]

A love letter to my dearest Guiding Star.

Dear Guiding Star,

I’ve seen you frequently at Talan’s stall. You stand there with your luscious red hair, and dark grey skin. When traveling through the Mor Dhona markets I oft find myself lost in your rippling muscles thinking, “It’s like all of my namedays have come at once.”. I’ve stopped by the stall a number of times only to be rejected by Talan because I either don’t have the right coin or he doesn’t think I am the right person. However, that has never stopped you from telling me in great detail all of the services you provide. You are a thoughtful and caring man always willing to explain to me how to become a master crafter in great detail even when I ask you over and over. I would love for you to be my Valentoine this year and ever year after. For together I believe we can take our rolling stone destiny and wear it smooth and even as in crafting, gathering, fighting, and love.

Sincerely Yours,
The Warrior of Light

Author: Pure Steel
World: Balmung
Prize: Bluebird Earrings