Alexandra F
Bio
I write to give myself an adventure & if it's fun perhaps you will enjoy it too.
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Stories (59/0)
Maid Marian
Ha! Oh, sorry. Was I not supposed to laugh? I was portrayed as this weak, classically feminine character that was always getting rescued and never saving herself. It was as though Robin never found me in the middle of my fencing lessons or riding lessons, or actually riding a horse. However, I was always followed by my governess, whose only job by then was to make sure my virginity remained intact until I got married. Between her and that chastity belt, I felt stifled enough.
By Alexandra F5 years ago in Geeks
Tiger's Wedding
Ananse. I just can't with him. Even when he's in a good mood, he'll trick people just to test their patience and sense of humor about themselves. They're not those accepting smart jokes. It's like he gets this sick, sadistic pleasure out of seeing the reaction of his victims, especially when he's angry with them. It's this look of dark glee. It makes me hate him for it. I think he likes pushing the envelope, but it's not to see how far they'll let him go, but to push their buttons. He loves enslaving them to him through the anger they feel at him. It makes him feel powerful.
By Alexandra F5 years ago in Geeks
Greek Entities Story
I'm Athena. I've had to provide the wisdom for the gods and the Greek mortals. Ares isn't wise on his own. He goes in, checks ablaze, and makes a mess of the enemy while I'm left having to clean it up. Nike shows up for about a second to declare Ares's side victorious again, then I come in and console the families of the dead on both sides. Ares does his victory walk without a care in the world because his only goal was to win yet another victory. He usually feels the need to do so right after Zeus has lauded Herakles to him, after he gained yet another victory. They both relied on their strength from being divine and semi-divine.
By Alexandra F5 years ago in Futurism
Grimm Characters Story
When the first girl disappeared, there was a minor stir, some condolences for the family, not much else. When the second girl disappeared, only Hansel saw a pattern. I didn't disagree with him when he brought it up to me, but the town hall laughed him out of there. I had to cook him his favorite soup that night. He still moped on the bench outside after dinner. He said it was to keep watch, but I could tell it wasn't.
By Alexandra F5 years ago in Geeks
The New Age of the Gods
Aphrodite was queen bitch of the popular girls. In fact, she defined what it was to be a popular girl. Whereas Nike was popular and kind, Aphrodite was just plain popular and got that way by stepping on other kids' heads. She didn't care who she had to do it to to stay ahead. She even dated Ares, the quintessential popular boy, in that he was a jock, quarterback of the football team, and naturally exuded that confidence that only popular kids did.
By Alexandra F5 years ago in Geeks
Norse Mythology
I’m not sure how many people know or don’t know about Norse mythology, but I thought I’d state it myself. I tend to identify with Brunnhilde because she was a fighter for honor and love of family. She was also an example that women could fight too, and in an early belief system. While the Viking men went out and fought, the women would guard the homes. I thought I would look up more information about the Vikings’ belief system before they switched to Christianity.
By Alexandra F5 years ago in Futurism
Rihanon
I met William when I was still Rihanon (half-French, half-Scottish). I didn't have to go under the name Morran, meaning “great one.” I always got a sense that I wanted to be there for him. He was wild-eyed and wild-haired. He seemed to need someone to calm him down from this warlike wild zeal he’d get in his eyes, like he was daring danger to take him further. He wanted to test his danger limits. I think he wondered if he had any.
By Alexandra F5 years ago in Futurism
Another Side to the Story
That tart, Guinevere. Her friends called her Gwen. I don’t see how she was a Gwen, or a Gwynne for that matter. I wound up bearing a child that no woman should because I wound up under my own brother at a masquerade party. There were no contraceptives then. There were no abortions either. Morgaine, Morgana and I tolerated the little weasel until he was old enough to be on his own and then threw his lot in with that little Wiccan. We were Pagan, thank you.
By Alexandra F5 years ago in Geeks
A Pagan's Inquisition
Our town was Pagan, and consisted of gypsies and other groups of nomads. My name was Yndira. I was half-French and half-Indian (my mom was white enough and knew French) and a redhead. Our town was in France, but close to the border with England. There was a city there that ruled our town. The guards they sent were cold and unwelcome. They wore red and yellow tabards with Crusaders’ crosses on them, which meant they were sent by their bishops. They had armor under their tabards and carried spears. I certainly never welcomed them.
By Alexandra F6 years ago in Horror
Mon Ange (My Angel)
I was one of Louis XVI’s (sez) many black dot assassins. One wouldn’t suspect a woman, so it was easier to go through the city unnoticed, even without being on the arm of a man. I wore my hair differently (in a tight bun) and wore black street clothes. When I wore my hair in the popular noodle island curls with my signature white long teardrop earrings and my off-the-shoulder red ball gown, I became La Duchesse de DuBarry. While everyone else wore wigs, I slept in braids every night to achieve the curls they thought I naturally had. Oh, the blush was real. In those days a Vitamin D deficiency was favorable.
By Alexandra F6 years ago in Horror