Valentione's Day Love Letter Contest Entry Thread

[gahoo]

While others may be scared off by your somewhat masculine appearance, your words of warning to me were worth their weight in gil, as I was soon thereafter approached by a Duplicitous Trader and Disreputable Midlander and immediately ran to the Muscle-bound Deckhand for help. Sure he was small, but his name was apparently sufficient to scare away these untrustworthy denizens of the Ul'dahn markets. With your stylish matching coat and boots in my mind, I wandered the streets of Ul'dah aimlessly for hours, wondering whether Lady Lewena knows of her husband's infidelity whilst at sea - and whether I can somehow get you to leave him for me. But alas, with only a few gil to my name, I suspect I am no match for a Lord. So I shall continue to wander aimlessly, hoping that I will earn enough gil (and marry someone else) so that you can one day be my Gil-digging Mistress.

[Slatfatf]

Oh Nhagi Amariyo - The Truth!

Love for you misplaced
Where my true desire lies
Water, barley, hops

[Neko_Yanagi]

My Dearest Wawalago,

Being the notoriously famous Netmaster of the fishing guild that you are, I am sure you receive many love letters from fools professing their love for you. Your signals can be a bit... confusing. But I know I hold a special place in your heart.

The day I first saw you as the mysterious mustachioed man, my heart skipped a beat. I was flushed with excitement when you wanted me to dance for you (I mean, for the fishes ^.~) But I turned into a blushing maiden drunk on your intentions when you asked me to slip into revealing smallclothes and perform all sorts of motions for the fishes while you watched from the shadows. Some may have been taken aback by your request, but I was honored and eager to make you happy. Your praise for a job well done made me the happiest girl in the guild.

And your approval for me was clear when you accepted my extension to provide for your epic fish sale, but when other pullers had sought to receive an extension, they were denied. You have feelings for me Wawalago, I know you do! Please look into your heart, look past your title of the “Lewdest of Leaders” and please say you'll be my Valentione.

Eagerly waiting your reply,
Neko Yanagi

[KaiKatzchen]

Oh my love,

Why are you so cruel to me? I come to you; I only wish to seek your attention. I hand in these leves that you have requested just so I can be in your view, just to know you see me...

But…all you ever do is reject me, hurt me with your careless words. Why do I keep returning to you, letting you mistreatment me and say I have no business with you?

Your silver eyes haunt my dreams, but I can’t stop this cycle I have begun. All I can do is continue to come to you. Maybe you are so mean to me because you want to accept my love but are afraid? Maybe one day you will accepting, I will hear the words I have longed to hear, you will say you do have business with me… and that you wish to return my affections.

My Darling Claroise… even if you will not return my love, I will love you forever and ever!

Yours faithfully… even if I have to put up with your bad moods,

Kai <3

[Galliano]

My dearest Isleen,

Upon this canvas I shall spill my soul's inner-most desires for you, and upon my chest I carve your name with the dagger of carnal desire, so the world may knoweth that only you lie within my heart.

Should a thousand angels tear out my heart with the forsaken instrument of death, it would still beat for you a million times and call your name in the night. I just cannot explain the passion inside which burns for you.

What human being would not appreciate your sparkling green eyes? They take the appearance of hypnotic jade stones glimmering in the sunlight. Or the way you tend so lovingly to your chocobos? I sometimes forsake my own steed just to stop by your stables for the chance to see you, as even just a fleeting glance of you melts my heart like a thousand suns.

I will love you forever and always,
Albador.

[Oran12]

Dear Kan-E-Senna,

Ever since your release was announced,
My loyalty to Limsa I'd denounce.

Off to Gridania I went,
Learning of how by the gods you had been sent.

Upon meeting you I did see,
That you were the Grand Company leader for me.

Now I have sworn to protect you and Gridania forever,
But for you any task I would endeavor.

For you I shall do anything,
Even bested a king.

I will always be your man,
Forever, Oran. <3

[cyborgmermaid]

To Qhota Nbolo

My spirit weak, it did once peek
Upon thy wild, exquisite form.
While lost in cup I heard thee speak,
And thus did my warped heart transform.
Before, love was a foreign cant,
Unknown and strange until that day.
But thee did for me beauty grant
An unsung word: “Mi’qote”.
You crossed your legs, and to thy grace
My lust wanted only to dart
and proclaim how thy lovely face
Of angels did alight my heart!
But words of love passed not my tongue
And to my feet I did not spring.
This broken drunk is far from one
To with thee laugh, and gaily sing.
So left I then, ne’er to return,
Ne’er to look back as lands I roam,
Your love a prize I’d never earn
From Amajina’s miner’s home.

[Alothia]

Dear FFXIV,

I'm sorry things aren't the same anymore. I really am. I wish that things could be like they used to be. Remember when we used to run around Eorzea, the sunlight streaming in Alothia's hair? Remember when we would cast our spells at mobs, and laugh as they fell around us? Remember the long nights of RP and grinding out leves? Oh those leves...I thought I hated them at the time, but now, looking back, it wasn't so bad...

I miss how we used to be XIV. I miss our moonlight strolls through the sands of Thanalan. I miss looking out over the waves of LaNoseca. I miss hearing the sheep bleat in Coerthas. I once dreamt that we'd explore Ishgard together...and maybe we still will, some day.

I just think...that maybe we should go on a break. I mean, we can still be friends. I don't hate you...no, not by any means. You're just...different, I guess. I remember how we'd fight sometimes. The battles were always kinda short, but they were always intense. Sure, I just liked to push your buttons, but I think we both felt a sense of satisfaction when we were through. Even when I'd get caught up in your hellfire...I didn't mind. Because it was you and me, baby. And together, we could do anything.

Now, though...I feel like the passion is gone. When we fight...when we talk...it's not the same. It's as if you're empty inside. I sometimes have to just stand there and wait for something to happen. I mean, you've gotten some new clothes, and a new hairstyle (which is quite nice, by the way), but that doesn't change the feeling that something inside of you is just broken.

I know people said that you were no good for me, and I didn't listen. People saw your flaws, thought your UI was clunky, but I loved it....still love it. I love the places you took me to. I love the people you introduced me to...them most of all. We got along so well...well, at least for the most part. Some of our friends came and left, but that's life. Sometimes we fought, but we came out of it stronger as a group, I think. I don't want you to think that we've parted ways completely. Please don't think that.

I still love you.

I just want what we had back. And I'll still call you to hang out from time to time. I might watch you from a distance, but that doesn't mean that I'm not watching. And I'm not willing to give up on us yet. Other people, people I care about, they might have been ready to toss you to the ground already...but me...I can't quit you.

Just know this, I still have hope for us. If I didn't I wouldn't be here, writing you this letter right now. I would have walked away and never returned. But we've been through too much. You. Me. The Tower. We're family. And I can't give that up.

So please, just give me some space. Promise me that you're still there, somewhere, deep inside. Promise me that all is not lost. Because I really don't know what I'd do...

And don't think that I've left you for someone else. I think if you met him, you'd think he's okay. Besides, he's just a friend. We're not in a permanent relationship or anything...


I do still love you. Now and forever,

Alothia

[Eidyia]

My Dearest Emerald Moss Battlewarden,

As I write this, I'm ashamed to admit that I don't even know your name. I'm flawed, but I'm only Hyur after all. What I do know, though, is that my notebook for hand-to-hand lessons is covered with "»»-(¯`v´¯)-» E.S. + E.M.B.W. «-(¯`v´¯)-««" and "(｡♥‿♥｡) Mrs. Eidyia Battlewarden (｡♥‿♥｡)" doodles. And let me tell you, ASCII art is not easy to draw.

I can't say this was love at first sight. To be honest, at first you looked like any other person to me--a pixelated blur differentiated only by a barely legible name. It wasn't until I got my new glasses (I've heard in some exotic lands it's known as a "graphics card") that everything in my world opened up, and you went from a 1 to a 10 before my very eyes. I'm embarrassed to say that I impatiently spam through your dialogue to eagerly accept your mission orders, not because I don't care about what you have to say, but because I would be crushed if I ever missed the opportunity to run side by side with you to punch giant crabs in the face. Every time you help me affix that little piece of parchment next to my name, I hold my breath in hopes of a stolen glance or an accidental brush of our hands. Sometimes, I even linger around after a fight to cherish those last moments with you before you offer to transport me back to camp like the gentleman you are.

I don't want to make you late for your next ever-punctual appearance, so I'll end this by saying I'd love to continue this over a meal at the Carline Canopy sometime. I hope one day you disappear from your post only to reappear next to me in Gridania so we can profess our bond of pure love. After all, my /blowkiss is reserved only for you.

Eternally yours,
Eidyia Sunaru

P.S. – Please ignore any rumors you may hear about a Lalafell who claims me as his dear love. It was just to help him with an achievement, I promise.

[Boomer]

I had an idea! It was too great to miss
and surely it would grant me a Valentineo kiss
Most would find it difficult but I am Eorzia's finest bard
And this plan would be painful, certainly, but not hard

It begins with me entering Ul'dah's premiere mining guild
in search of those twins with their statuesque build
and perching my Lalafellian self by the door;
I didn't need to wait long to find what I had come for

Seserukka and Popokkuli arrived with a fuss
As the two started to brawl, to swagger and cuss
So I moved from my spot and approached them with care-
I slung back my lute and I fussed with my hair
and I said to them quite plainly (when I could get a word said)
"Are you brave enough to go where mere mortals won't tread?"

The two froze in place and then they both looked at me
With a look that would cause a Gobbue to flee
Seserukka reached out and plonked twice on my head
(Or was it Popkkuli, I can never tell, it might've been him instead)

Stepping back and straightening the hair on my brow
I raised both my hands and said, "Gentlemen, now
Have I got a plan for you, and the plan's quite a kicker.
My heart beats for Momodi. I need to trick her."

I lowered my head then I looked in their eyes
"I could do it alone but I would need a disguise"
I knew flattery was the way to have them along
"You two are real brave, real smart, and real strong"

The two had to agree, as I had clearly hit the mark
But down a dangerous road I was about to embark
As then I laid out the plan for all around me to see
"She might resist one Lalafell, but certainly not three!"

The two rubbed their chins, and one tapped at his head
"I think there's a problem" the twin, after thinking, eventually said
"Surely she'll pick me, I mean ... look at me flex"
And then he ripped off his shirt to show me his pecs

What I said after that was the crux of my plan
"It was now or never," I thought, "Just do it man!"
"That won't be a problem, and I don't mean to offend...
But you two are just you, and I'm Boomer Wunderkind"

When I awoke from the beating the brothers had given
I had one broken leg, but at least I was livin'
So I hobbled on crutches over to Momodi's workplace
Thanking all of the Twelve they hadn't messed with my face

When she saw me she coo'd "Awww" and she rushed to my side
to comfort me with kisses she all too happily supplied
You see my plan all along was not to enlist aid
but the beating was the goal of that particular crusade

For in life this Lalafell has picked up quite a lot,
I can cast a mean spell and my singing's quite hot
But the one lesson this bard has learned from performing in bars:
"Bones mend, wounds heal, and chicks really dig scars"