Aya crashed into the room, breaking through the window. After making a quick roll and easily getting to her feet, she saluted casually and looked around for other roleplayers. She cleared her throat and got out from the pocket of her highly-detailed and patterned yet strangely simplistic 1800's-inspired dark violet partly-open vest and tight-fitting pin-stripe pants combo, a scroll, delicately sealed with a golden ribbon. She daintily pulled the ribbon with her slender fingers fitted nicely with black lace finger gloves inspired by a spider web and flower theme. "Ahe-Ahem", she coughed a little, clearing her orange bangs from her eyes and pulling down on the black cap decorated nicely with silver ornaments - little crosses and a silver ribbon with a spider web pattern, flowing gently over one shoulder. She tapped her high-heeled black leather shoes with wing patterns on the floor lightly to indicate that she was ready to speak as she fully rolled out the paper, to reveal the its contents. Proud, enthusiastic yet strangely cute big, candy red eyes lit up, coming to life, as she began to read from the text with an eloquent manner of speaking although the tone and delivery somehow suggest 'mafia' to the ears of those who might hear. She began:
"Ladies and gentlemen,
It has come to my knowledge that this place requires more cheesecake. You hear me, more! And in the words of our great Queen Aya I, "No cheesecake, no life~" I must admit though, that her majesty is pleased with the surplus of cookies and other baked products within the vicinity. She requests that everyone offer some as tribute to her greatness and as a sign of friendship. A bond, if you so please.
On a matter not so light though, I am disheartened to announce to everyone that the queen is gravely ill. She has been absent from the public eye for quite some time, only resurfacing every now and again in order to stay in touch with the people. And this is why; come June thirteenth of the current year, she had only hinted of the return of a strange and unique disease called: Realifus Ar Elus, which affects citizens in various ways. Although this is a very common disease among us Internetians, there is currently no cure so let us pray and hope for the best towards our beloved queen and that future developments may prove that she has the ability to battle this disease. That said, despite her failing condition, she shall arrange private talks with high-ranking people in order to make sure that everything remains in order with or without her and of course, public announcements, to assure the people that everything is going well.
Lastly, Queen Aya would like to inform everyone that she is bored like hell and practicing how to write elaborately with detail, precision and correct grammar as this is recently becoming a stress release for she who has no outlets for stress. She wishes to inquire about your well-beings. She misses you all and wishes a return of such feelings for herself. And that she is likely to steal Fiyah's jacket in the artsu on his signature sometime soon had she had the time. Lastly, she is greatly displeased by the fact that suddenly, gaia decided not to let her see any gaia avatars including her own.
That is all."
With that, Aya turned around and with precision, jumped right back out of the window after hastily rolling back up the scroll with the golden ribbon.
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