Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-3991308-20150610014148/@comment-11163511-20150721114124

"I'm sorry to hear that. Speaking of lottery destinies, I guess I have saved some stranger from getting my doom. Not that I don't like what I have, I do. It's just I don't like the idea of the future couple just pretending to love each other to do what they were assigned to. It's just not fun for me doing what I do anymore. What's the fun of doing something if there's no challenge to it? I mean, if those two that I'll be faced with aren't actually fond of each other, it'd be too easy for me to snatch and return the princess and let the dumb idiotic prince bash my head until I succumb to blunt force trauma. I'd rather die under the name of love than lies. I don't want a simple dirt nap, I want something good to remember before I go. You're right, the tale's meaningless without dedication and I don't want it to be only of my efforts while let the two lucky ones lie about and get their happily ever after without lifting a finger!"

Dobrya was fond of her destiny with barely anything she'd like to change, she'd even accept dying. She just wasn't fond of the idea of "faking to make it" that had been going on the minds of some current fairyteens, which made her cross. She's hoping her story wouldn't end up that way.

"Enough said about me, let's talk about you, then? From what tale do you come from that you'd seem to lack interest in? How bad can it be? Don't you get to have some sort fun for once? I mean, you must be lucky on some circumstances, amiright?"

She lend a smile at Estella, not being aware how tragic the girl's destiny would be. Usually lottery winners would be the lucky ones, so Dobrya never thought Estella could have end up with something terrible.