Court Composer
I am Maestro Forte; Court Composer, and your most humble servant...

Independent RP blog for Maestro Forte from "Beauty and the Beast: The Enchanted Christmas" Occasional NSFW. Tracks the tag: courtcomposer

Send me ‘mine now’ to be married to the MUN for a week.

stupidrpmemes:

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Send me a kink, fetish or sexual position and i will tell you yes or no.

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Your muse and my muse have woken up in each others bodies, what is the first thing yours does?

herroyaldarkness:

If i like the reply we can make a thread out of it~

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Send me a ♡ for a tip on how to win over my muse

inboxstuff:

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Send me a url and I’ll answer the following;;

Opinion on;

Character in general:
How they play them:
The Mun:

Do I:

RP with them:
Want to RP with them:

What is my;

Overall Opinion:

**Note: Mun’s answer are all to be completely honest. Don’t send url if you don’t want brutal honesty 

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Send me a url and I’ll answer the following;;

Opinion on;

Character in general:
How they play them:
The Mun:

Do I:

RP with them:
Want to RP with them:

What is my;

Overall Opinion:

**Note: Mun’s answer are all to be completely honest. Don’t send url if you don’t want brutal honesty 

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Me: No it's ok I'll be alright I don't wanna burden you with my emotional garbage don't worry
Me: FRIEND IS SAD? TELL ME EVERYTHING. DON'T HOLD BACK. I'M HERE FOR YOU. DO YOU WANT ICE CREAM? BLANKET? I'VE CLEARED THE NEXT 5 HOURS OF MY SCHEDULE, TALK TO ME. I BROUGHT OREOS.

courtcomposer asked:

((Floor Thud)) "Your Majesty?... Good Lord!!... Your ankle!!... What happened?!?..."

herfrigidmajesty:

courtcomposer:

herfrigidmajesty:

The Queen woke from where she had fallen. She was pulling herself up, her twisted ankle the least of her worries. His voice had stirred her. She must have fallen as she fled the beast.

"Forte! A guard. He’s gone mad and turned on me! We have to…" she shot a glance behind her "get out of the hallway." She extended her hand to him and also kept her eyes on the dark hallway for any signs of her betrayer.

courtcomposer

"Yes, but can your magic harm itself?…" I grinned and reached into my pocket, pulling out my stilleto. "Try this… The blade is pure silver, and nigh-unbreakable… In addition, the emeralds in the handle are infused with my own power…" With a slight smirk, I held it out to the Queen. "A modified family heirloom… The only good thing my family ever did for me… I hope it helps… I’d offer to kill it myself, but I understand and respect that you’d prefer the satisfaction to be yours alone…"

"In most cases, I would say ‘Unfortunately, yes. My magic can hurt itself.’ But in this rare instance, I must say ‘Fortunately, it can.’ But what is this?" she looked the stilleto over, enamored with it. "This may be of use to me. You are full of surprises, monsieur."

She shifted her hurt ankle. Already she felt her ice bones beginning to heal over the fracture. But it would not be immediate. She snapped her fingers and a glowing light came between the man and the woman. A snowflake-sized sprite of some kind. One of the queen’s “snow bees.”

"Where is the traitor?" she asked her creation. It flew to her ear and whispered something. "How can you not know?" she asked it. "ugh," she looked back at the composer "He may have escaped the palace…"

"He won’t make it far…" I grinned as my eyes glowed a bright, demonic green. Holding out my hand, drops of acid-coloured magic dripped from my fingertips onto the ground in a large puddle. After a moment’s pause, three small malicious cupids rose from the pool of musical magic and hovered at eye-level, each one armed with a bow and arrow. Wordlessly, I nodded at my minions who shook their heads in understanding and zipped out the window. "Give them sixty seconds, Your Majesty… They’ll find the imbecile who tried to attack you…"

Anonymous asked:

A wild Ghastly appeared!

"Well aren’t ‘you’ a precious little thing?…" *lovingly pets it*

Anonymous asked:

M!A Hatoful Boyfriend

thedeadlyscientist:

courtcomposer:

thedeadlyscientist:

Hatoful Boyfriend:Congratulations, you are now a small bird that can talk for the next 6 hours! Have fun with your temporary bird lifestyle!

"What the bloody fu-…”

With a poof, the female wolf demon was turned into a black and red feathered hawk, wings flapping irritatedly.

"Fucking bloody hell.”  The female’s voice shot past her own beak.  At least it was until 8am.

*looks at the bird, then at his drink, then dumps out the rest of his brandy* “I think I’ve had enough for one night… There’s no WAY that bird was just talking…”

"You ain’t fucking drunk, you arse."  The female instantly shot at the man.  "Or high.  Bloody wanker grey face has a stick up his arse and doesn’t want me to be human for six hours.  Probably jealous."

"A bird just swore at me… in a British accent…………… Yup, I’m definitely drunk…"

Anonymous asked:

The dare to seduce the pirate chic?

"Pirate Ch-… you mean Xarina?…"

goodgirlforthegrasshopper:

fluffpudge:

and it doesn’t matter who you’re saying it to

Thank you, Consent Shark.