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                 COME ON OVER, DOWN TO THE CORNER, MY SISTERS AND MY BROTHERS OF EVERY DIFFERENT COLOR. DON’T YOU FEEL THAT SUNSHINE TELLING YOU TO HOLD TIGHT? THINGS WILL BE ALRIGHT. TRY TO FIND A BETTER LIFE.

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#ive risen from the dead to inform you all #that ive resurrected marketa and moved her over to my multimuse #so if anybody's still around and wants to play with her #go follow me over there

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           one thing i pride myself on, jafar…

                   i’m an excellent judge of character

#*reblogs promo and disappears into the void*

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Archive Notice

// It is with a heavy heart that I am officially archiving this blog. I just don’t think I’ll be able to get the muse back long enough to get things going again. Thank you to everyone Marketa got the chance to interact with and thank you everyone for giving this OC a chance.

But she isn’t completely going away.

I’ve always thought there was a significant lack of a Sultan in this community. So if you want, you can come find me on chumpxsultan. I’ve just gotten everything set up, but I haven’t started posting anything yet. Once I do I’ll reblog the promo to this blog in case anyone misses this post. And who knows, Marketa may yet make a cameo appearance there.

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Come on…you know you want a starter. So let’s make the first official STARTER CALL of the newly revamped Marketa. I’m actually off to bed now, but like this and I’ll get to them hopefully tomorrow. Verses and length will vary.

#id make a new post but im on mobile #and also off to bed

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“Oh, is that what people have been saying about me? You really shouldn’t believe everything you hear, Jasmine. Clearly nothing could be farther from the truth as I’m here standing before you.                      The how is unimportant.                             All that matters is I’m here now.”

       “… Mother?”

                 “Never mind about me, what are you doing               here? I thought… they said that … you were               dead. But how…?”

#my pleasure ^^ #justdreamiiing #[ queen of the magic kingdom ]

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“Oh, Jazzy, bless my soul, I thought I’d never  see you again. And just look at you, my darling daughter, all grown up and ruling the Magic Kingdom.                                I am s o proud.”

#look at her trying to be the gushing mother for once in her life #showing up like she wasn't supposed to be dead for years #no ulterior motives WHATSOEVER #justdreamiiing #[ queen of the magic kingdom ]

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Come on…you know you want a starter. So let’s make the first official STARTER CALL of the newly revamped Marketa. I’m actually off to bed now, but like this and I’ll get to them hopefully tomorrow. Verses and length will vary.

#on my way to work #or probably still sleeping but will soon be on my way to work #so here have a reblogged starter call

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Come on. . .you know you want a starter. So let’s make the first official STARTER CALL of the newly revamped Marketa. I’m actually off to bed now, but like this and I’ll get to them hopefully tomorrow. Verses and length will vary.

#&& starter call

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I don’t know where she gets it from.                  Her mother wasn’t nearly so picky.

*Newly revamped and ready to play!

10+ years rp experience; 1.5 years tumblr rp

Multiverse, Multiship, Crossover Friendly

Flexible Length + Style

Both Mun and Muse 21+

Everyone Welcome!

#disney rp #aladdin rp #indie rp #independent rp #time to get this party started

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// All right, so here’s the deal. I’ve decided to come back to this blog MUCH earlier than I ever expected to. However, I’ve come to realize that I probably lost my muse for Marketa for a couple of reasons that I’m going to try to rectify.

I will be doing a complete overhaul of this blog. New layout, new navigation, new everything. That includes an overhaul of Marketa herself--she never really had much of a concrete personality so that is definitely going to change. And probably editing and deleting some verses because I think I just got overwhelmed with try to fit into too many fandoms. And definitely adding a Twisted verse because hot damn that shit is hilarious and I want in and I have a great idea for it already. Hopefully I can get everything done over the weekend, depending on things go, and get to rping again by Monday.

I really want to have some different threads this time around--I love how many different ways I sort of got to play out with Jasmine finding out her mother is alive, but I need something new. More post-revelation angst. More younger/queen Marketa. More Marketa giving her new son-in-law shit. More. . .well, everything. Hopefully some of the changes I’ll be making will make all this easier and give me the opportunity to interact with more people.

With all that said, I’m actually off to bed. I will make a post/new promo once I have everything set up and am ready to go at it again. If you want to set something up before that, I’m all ears!

Until then!

#ooc

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// I officially put this blog on semi-hiatus and Marketa’s muse comes on strong a week later. Isn’t that always the way?

#ooc

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 All are independent, multiverse, and crossover/oc friendly.

notnearlysopicky | OC for Sultana of Agrabah from Aladdin | Semi-Hiatus

no-one-is-irrelevant | Human AU for the Machine from PoI | Active

curseyoupowerpuffgirls | Mojo Jojo from PPG | Active (primary)

pieceof-fishcakehoney | Morgana from TLM2 | Semi-Hiatus

hamptonsdappertechwiz | Nolan Ross from Revenge | Hiatus

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Semi-hiatus

Officially putting this blog on semi-hiatus. . .mostly because I can’t bear the idea of calling it a legitimate hiatus despite the fact I haven’t done anything with Marketa in a while.

I have two drafts saved, but it looks like both blogs aren’t active anymore either. I’ll hold on to them for when my muse is back and we’ll see what happens.

In the next few days I plan to post a new muse list (added a new one/changed statuses of others) in case you want to come find me on those.

If you would like to start something, I will be popping in occasionally to check on things so feel free to message me. The possibility of threading may even bring my muse back, who knows?

#ooc

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“No. . .I mean, I was going to say if you were looking for studio space. . .” Deny. Deny it all. That was what the voice in the back of her head was screaming. Marketa had of course heard the rumors that the princess of Agrabah had somehow found her way to Storybrooke, but she hadn’t expected there to be a meeting between them. She had long since accepted being caught in the curse as a sign she shouldn’t try to reunite with her family, but now here they were. “This is. . .well, I. . .” she stammered, not really sure how to handle the situation. “I didn’t know you were in Storybrooke,” she lied.

Jasmine had been questioning whether or not to walk into the office. She had been seeing her, daily, walking past on her way to the gym, trying to mould into every day life in this real world without her magic carpet and husband. Plucking up the courage, she walked into her mothers office. The only reason she knew it was her mother is because she had found books, Snow had helped her find her and now it was now or never. “Looking for you?” She asked softly as she held her jacket close to her body. “I know who you are.” She mumbled. “Snow helped me find you.” 

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It was late, and Marketa was the last one in the office, just about to lock up for the evening. She’d already done a full sweep to make sure no one was left in any of the studios. Gathering the last of her things, she heard the chime of the front door opening. “Sorry, we’re closed for the night,” she called through the open office door as she turned off the light and made for the lobby. “But the building opens at five tomorrow if you’re looking for--” She stopped mid-sentence when her eyes fell upon the visitor.

#defyiisms #sorry this took sooooooooo long ^^ #v:ouat

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cauchcmar:

"Are you trying to compromise??”

"No, it's just smart business."

#cauchcmar #v:hp

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Jasmine's words were like a knife to the heart. My mother would understand. If only she knew just how true those words were. It was as if history was repeating itself, except Jasmine was realizing what she needed to do far earlier in her life than Marketa. . .and most likely with a lot less thought involved. Really, how would Hamed feel knowing he'd lost his wife to illness and his daughter to the mystery of the streets? He would be truly alone amidst the hustle and bustle of the palace. And Marketa's heart ached at the thought.

"Precious reward," she murmured as she shook her head. "My actions could just as easily be taken as having kidnapped you and then attempting to return you and then I'd end up in the dungeons for the rest of my days." And that's not even the half of it, she thought. "No, no, it's. . ." she trailed off, trying to think through what the best course of action would be. She had to convince Jasmine to go back to the palace and she had to get her off the streets lest someone with more nefarious ideas discovered her true identity. But how exactly was she going to manage that? "Princess, I don't know if here is the best place to be speaking about this. I have a place, not far from here, away from prying eyes and ears. It would be safer for you there."

Her brow furrowed at the look on Mari’s face. The color drained from the woman’s face. “Are you okay?” Jasmine asked urgently. She knew her father’ citizens loved the sultan, but never had she thought this much. As Mari dragged her away from the crowd, she became slightly frustrated at her words. The princess had anticipated this response. She had known the risks of coming out here, the palace attendants had warned her. “I can’t. I know the risks, Mari. Thank you for your concern, but I can’t. My father-” she swallowed. “-my father is making me marry a prince. A suitor, from another kingdom. I don’t even know them. I can’t get married without loving someone. It’s against-” Jasmine faltered.

"It would be like betraying myself." Her voice came out in barely a whisper. "I wish my mother were here." Jasmine mumbled. "She would understand." Her gaze reverted back to Mari. "Why haven’t you turned me in yet?" She asked suspiciously. "My father could’ve given you a precious reward for it." Jasmine bit her lip, touched.

#flowerofagrabah #v:main