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8 yrs ago
Current Sliced Bread is the best thing since Betty White
8 yrs ago
I finally got around to watching A Silent Voice. Very nice to see some deaf culture representation in anime.
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9 yrs ago
My room is so empty! All of my furniture sans bed and wardrobe have been moved to the new place. Not long now :)
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9 yrs ago
Buzzbead... BuzzBEAD. WHICH GEMSTONE ARE YOU? TAKE THIS INSIGHTFUL QUESTIONNAIRE TO FIND OUT!
9 yrs ago
*Downing a bottle of cab merlot whilst filling out mental illness quizzes on buzzbeed* COMING OUT OF MY CAGE AND I'VE BEEN DOING JUST FINE
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29, He/Him. Amateur Tarot reader and literature enthusiast. Part time student majoring in English Literature and Cultural Studies.

Current music obsessions: Fleetwood Mac, Spacey Jane, Florence and the Machine, Franz Ferdinand.

Currently reading: 'The Ministry of Utmost Happiness' by Arundhati Roy

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The Mechanical Composer
Phoenix Wing Hotel Lobby | Interacting with: Jane Addeson @Zarkun



Isabella was absolutely ecstatic when she heard that Jane was an admirer of the performing arts. She had to fight the urge to clap her hands together and fall into another fit of giggling. She wasn't doing a very good job. She knew that her and Jane would have to find some common ground eventually. Though the mood dampened when Jane made the comment about her parents.

Instinctively Isabella reached out her hand and held onto Jane's, her mouth open as if she was trying to find the right words to comfort her friend. She couldn't. The relationship Jane had with her parents was something Isabella had never experienced. Her parents were demanding narcissists who only used her to further their own careers as performers. She hated them. Isabella gently rubbed her thumb against the palm of Jane's hand, massaging it whilst she offered a small, genuine smile.

"I'm not very good at juggling, but maybe sometime I could perform for you?" Isabella wanted to cry. Not only because Jane had allowed her to share in her mourning, but also because she felt absolutely feeble. Being powerless was not something she enjoyed, but Isabella was just confused as to how to handle this situation. Thankfully, the Viewing Lacrima inside the lobby broadcast the results of the final event. Isabella stood up, hoping to get a better look at what was happening. Through the crowds of people surrounding the lacrima, she was able to clearly make out the visage of two very regal figures. The King and Queen of Fiore. By their order, the event had been cancelled.

"Well, that's a shame." Pausing for a moment, Isabella turned to Jane with a sudden smile. "Since we don't need to go watch anymore though, we should take this time to get ready for the ball! We're sure to dazzle everyone if we get a head start now!" Isabella was already going through the list of things she had intended to get done before attending tonight. Her outfit was sorted, but she still wanted to get her nails and hair done as well as put on her face for the evening. With all of their spare time, she was even considering a nice long trip to the spa. Isabella was practically beaming at the idea of such a day.
*facedesks at American election results*

Anyways, what did I miss? Been very busy with a new puppy


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Puppy??? What breed is the little cutie?
@Caits Nah this is my parents doggy. Her name is Mia and she's a Maltese cross Shih Tzu. I'd post a picture but I have no good ones of her. She sucks at looking at the camera.
Yeah I'm not letting last time's fiasco happen again. I'm posting tonight as soon as I get back from the gym/taking my doggy for her afternoon walk. Can't guarantee all of it will be done tonight, but whatever characters I finish writing for I'll post.
Currently obsessed with Tkay Maidza. I went and saw her this past Saturday! Was such a fun night. Definitely deserves more international recognition.

@CadenGallic I might write up a new character instead of the one I had originally thought up.

EDIT: On second thought, I don't think I have much interest in a RWBY currently. Hopefully you find someone else to fill the spot.
@Pudding Teacher Assistant. I work at a school for children with special needs.
@Baklava I will add stuff to the original post about the Otherworld per your request. When? Who knows, I get sidetracked easily. But it will happen. Probably.
I didn't have much time, so Zen's intro post can wait. He's not really doing anything anyway. I just wanted to get the post out.

Also when are Nolan and Constantine going to meet and bond over their disdain for Sayatachi? even though Constantine has no reason to dislike her; she's just a bitter lady

The Mechanical Composer
Phoenix Wing Hotel Lobby | Interacting with: Jane Addeson @Zarkun



Isabella opened her eyes whilst she took a big drink from her mug, staring at Jane with a curious expression at her mention of a 'lightning boy'. Was he someone from the guild? Had he been bothering Jane? Isabella's grip tightened slightly at the thought. Despite wanting to know more, she held her tongue. It would be poor taste to bring up something that Jane seemed to dislike. With one final swig, Isabella finished her second cup of coffee with a satisfied sigh.
"You sound more eager about the dance than Bullet does, that's for sure." Isabella giggled with delight, pressing a napkin up to her mouth to remove any coffee stains. Folding it neatly, she placed it down onto the table whilst her bright smile softened into a sadder expression at Jane's mention of never having attended a party.

"Personally, I've attended a lot of parties in my life." Isabella rested her hands in her lap and breathed in with a forced smile, trying to pretend that the memories she was bringing up to Jane were pleasant ones. "My family and I were performers. We would dance and sing at very prestigious functions. I loved being up on stage." That wasn't a lie. Isabella did love to perform. Yet despite that, her voice croaked and trailed off with a melancholic tone. She awkwardly brushed hair from her fringe away from her face, avoiding Jane's eyes out of embarrassment.


The Beast
Crocus, Street Markets | Interacting with: Marlene Evangeline @Lmpkio



Bullet took a tentative step away from Marlene as she slowly stood up. He held his hands out in front of him just in case she fell, but otherwise decided that she was okay to move on her own. Marlene assured him that she was fine. Bullet responded with a thumbs up and a smirk.
"Us Phoenix's are made of tough stuff, am I right?" Despite his confidence, Bullet still kept an eye on Marlene just in case she lost her balance. What kind of training did she put herself through?

Bullet gave a soft shrug when Marlene asked where Isabella was.
"At the hotel, probably. Most likely stuffing her face or cleaning out their supply of coffee." Or with Jane, he neglected to say. He was trying his hardest to not let his jealousy show, but damn it was hard. He quickly changed the subject.
"Let's head back to the hotel. You need to rest before going to watch the games."


The Demon Hunter
Crocus, Outside the Loom Cafe | Interacting with: Ethel Storm @Lunarlors34



Ethel was clearly confused by Rosalina referring to this Sora fellow as her guardian. That would have been understandable, if not for the list of titles that this young girl apparently referred to this man as. She made no effort to hide her disgust and concern. Was this young girl the escapee of some underground slave network? Rosalina thought that such a thing would never happen in Crocus; it was far too well guarded. With her back straightened, Rosalina peered into Ethel's eyes with an intense curiosity at her comment about protecting yourself.
"If that's the case then perhaps it's best you not find Sora. He sounds like an unsavory character." She had started to become more careless with her words. She saw no reason to sugar coat anything with this girl. "If you can protect yourself, then you must be a mage. Your magic power is too high for you to not be. I have to question why this Sora man is even associated with you to begin with."

The young girl continued to babble on, referring a Phoenix and Shadow. Phoenix would obviously be referring to the guild Phoenix Wing, but Rosalina could only guess as to what she meant by Shadow. She also referred to a few other girls; possibly other victims of this Sora character's no doubt predatory activities. Rosalina turned around to face the direction where she believed the Phoenix Wing hotel to be.
"I will take you to the hotel. I would like to have a word with this Sora fellow." Rosalina began walking away from Ethel, though a quick look over her shoulder implied that she expected the young lady to follow.


The Hawk
Crocus Stadium Council Quarters | Interacting with: Sayatachi Nijiko @Lmpkio



Constantine couldn't help but chuckle as she watched Sayatachi pour her drink.
"You're not a scotch drinker I see?" She watched as the ice cubes fell into the small amount of liquor, splashing a small amount up the sides of the glass. "Ice first, Lady Nijiko. Cleaner serving." Despite her criticism of Sayatachi's bar tending skills, the Knight clinked her glass against the Council Woman's own before downing her drink within a brief moment. The pleasant warmth of the hard liquor slid down her throat whilst she offered a nod of approval towards Sayatachi.

"Very smooth. Your serving needs work, but there's no question about your fine selection." Leave it to a good drink to lighten up her mood. If Rosalina saw her partaking while on duty, she'd have a fit. Constantine would cross that bridge when she got to it, she supposed. Sayatachi's request to hear her name was seemingly ignored, Constantine finding it much more relevant to tell the lady her relationship regarding Rosalina.
"I'm a Knight who works under Captain Idwal." Not the whole truth, but not a lie either. If Rosalina had not told the other Council members of Team Veritas; then it was not her place to bring it up. Constantine gazed around the room; taking in the various faces she did not recognise. Odd.

"Not that I'm in a position to make judgement, Lady Nijiko, but why are these people in the Council Quarters? They are not Council Members, nor are they Rune Knights. Trust me when I say that I know every Knight currently stationed in Crocus. So they must be friends of yours, no?" Constantine was very clearly prodding her. If there was one thing she liked to be, it was informed. Her and Rosalina shared that trait. No doubt Sayatachi knew that anything she told this strange, unpleasant woman would be relayed to Rosalina later. Constantine was curious to see what would happen if she tested this woman's patience just a little.


The Sparrow
Crocus Stadium | Interacting with: Eli Loungefellow @Cherrywitch



Bayard rubbed the back of his head and blushed, smiling down at Eli. Unfortunately doing so also bared his lower, fang like teeth. Not a very friendly image.
"Yes, I am quite big. Though I am also gentle in nature. So please if you would, we can settle this peacefu- Oh you're gone." Eli had turned and bolted from Bayard as though he was running from a grizzly bear, leaving behind a few magical coins. Bayard began to pursue when a wall of lightning sprang up between him and Eli. Bayard clenched his fists, creating two gray magic circles around his wrists. The skin on his hands hardened and began to crack and crumble. Large stones rose up from his skin, coating his fists in earth. Clapping his hands together, Bayard dipped them into the wall of lightning and reached for the two coins. Even through his Thick Skin he could feel the slight tingling of electricity. Small pieces of earth began to chip off of his fists just as he clasped his hands around the two coins. The wall of electricity dispersed, their link interrupted.

Bayard watched as Eli sprinted through the crowds, jumping over civilian heads.
"What a spirited young man." Bayard rushed forward, taking a detour to make sure he went around the fans. Beginning to run up the stairs, it became clear that he would not reach the young Eli in time. He held his fist out in front of him, letting large spiky plates of earth erupt out from his hand. Though he made sure that they were mostly blunt.
"Tectonic Discus!" Swinging his arm in an arc, the plates of earth sprang out towards the back of Eli's leg in an attempt to trip him over as he ran.
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