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Harvest Moon: Lily of the Valley

Everett Michaels – Considering Brent's adventuring and such, he'd be injured quite a lot, so I could imagine that he'd be going to require Everett's services a lot. Don't know how much Everett would appreciate Brent's crazy personality though. Seeing how he's a health nut though, maybe Brent could have worked for him a few times in the past, searching for herbs and such? Brent might also be a bit pushy when it comes to Everett not exercising enough and building manly muscles. Oh yeah. Soup bros. Nuff said.

Alex Garnet – EXTREMELY interested. More specifically, Brent would have never seen someone like Alex before, and his previous research would have told him that she may be someone with both the souls of a male and a female. Which would make her an object of research. I don't know how she'd react to him, but chances are, he'd try to talk to her as much as possible. Lots of questions about her opinions and views as well. At the same time...it won't exactly be a true 'friendship', or even a friendly acquaintance. Perhaps we could develop something along that line?

Gaku Yamamoto – Brent would respect Gaku's bluntness and honesty. Seeing how he's an Inn worker, maybe they have some sort of...music-discussing relationship? Brent doesn't particularly like Rock, unless it has nice lyrics, and he could probably be introduced to Classical music via Gaku. He'd obviously dislike Gaku's own laziness though. Something along the lines of “If you're not going to work, can I have your job?”.

Eli Stern – Most likely, he'll think of her as his junior, as well as a rival to compete for jobs with. Perhaps something along the lines of...half-mentor half-competitor? I could imagine him contacting her whenever there's a job that two can do, if only because it's more fun to work in a team than alone. Other than that...perhaps they originally became acquainted when she went off to Fiora Falls to paint, and saw him bathing? XD

Isis Thorne – He'd find her a bit boring, considering how she enjoys 'calmer' things. So Brent and Isis would probably be more distant from other than the others. Not to mention that she likes hot springs to destress, while he likes cold showers to achieve Zen. Maybe they'd meet at the bar a few times though? Exchange a few stories when he's not busy 'chatting' with Alex? Would she have been one of the first people to greet/acquaint herself with him when Brent first came to Lily Town though?

Izzie McKenzie – Brent really likes her. Considering their personality, and the nature of Brent's own research, she'd probably tag along a lot. Like, gosh, I'd be hardpressed to find a reason that they wouldn't get alone (maybe that's just me being unimaginative though). Perhaps he'd have met her grandfather first though, considering he camps out in Fiora Falls? Probably be asking her grandpa a lot about the Goddess and the Spirits and the Witch as well.

Henry Manteel – Seeing how they were both originally from elite families, maybe they would have met in the past? Elementary school? It'd probably be onesided, with Henry hearing about Brent though. Outside that...Brent may have visited Henry a few times, just to say 'hi' and buy some super-fresh vegetables, but that'd be it. Think they might have set up an exchange system of sorts, in which farm-grown veggies are exchanged for wild, foraged vegetables?

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Generally, he spends his weekdays in Fiora Falls and his weekends on Bluebell Shore. And sure, I'll start working on it. Still need 900 more words before I beat my friend. XD

Harvest Moon: Lily of the Valley

Now that I think about it...he does feel a bit Gary Stu-ish...

Brent Roless

Spring Time Exploration~!
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Birthday: Winter 10
Role: Though he could be considered by most as a homeless, jobless university dropout, Brent considers himself an explorer and a scholar, someone living off the land whilst he continues his goal of studying the supernatural beings that surround Lily of the Valley. Nevertheless, he's no caveman, and spends a sizable amount of time doing part-time work as a jack-of-all-trades freelancer.

Likes

Adventuring, Hiking, Backpacking, basically anything that involves going outside and walking.

Supernatural things and magic, anything that has yet to be explained by science.

Writing in his journal, which exists only digitally on a USB plugged into his laptop.

Camping, because that's what real adventuring men do.

Cold showers, which has led him to be quite a common sight at Fiora Falls...much to the chagrin of parents, who shield their children's eyes from the sight of some eccentric, young nudist.

Stews and soups, especially those that are meaty, yet not TOO meaty. His favorite dish is chicken congee, but, alas, he has yet to find someone in Lily Town who could make it.

The Harvest Goddess, because she seems to be one of the few 'gods' left in the world that aren't just mere bystanders.

Dislikes

Fishing. All those hotblooded fishing mangas and documentaries and novels he's read and seen in the past were lying when they described how exhilarating the experience was.

Milk and cheese. Lactose intolerance sorta does that to you. He still drinks three cups of soymilk a day though, and somehow, he still manages to enjoy pizza.

Mainstream music. Probably because he can't stand it when people repeat the same lines six times and calls it a 'chorus'. And because there's no manly music. Interestingly enough, he enjoys some types of rap, and was quite a fan of Linkin Park in the past.

Hot showers. He feels like he's suffocating whenever he takes a steamy bath.

Close-minded assholes in the scientific community, who think that just because it exists as 'myths' means that it can't be real.

The rich 1%. Because he wants them to share all the capital that they have. Q.Q

Personality

Brent Roless is vivid, vibrant, vivacious, a person who, to many, feels larger than life. He's a rare type of city-person, one that is overtly emotional and unafraid to reveal what's on his mind. To some, the young man is a contradiction, a person who prides himself in being a 'manly, fearless explorer', yet has no problems with breaking such an image whenever he tears up while watching sad puppy movies. Despite all this though, it should not be taken for granted that Brent is an honest person. He's someone who just does what he wants, a person who, in another age, could have been a famed explorer...or a lawless highwayman. Ultimately, it could be said that he enjoys living in the countryside because he dislikes the laws of society and wishes to do what he must for the sake of himself.

He is dedicated to his tasks, and has the motto of “if I have to do it, might as well have fun”. In that way, Brent's the type of person to climb up mountains with his head raised up high, smiling. He cares little for amassing large amounts of money, adopting the ideology that “the richest spend their money the fastest”. Indeed, he has many sayings that dictate his life, and with a healthy body, a sharp mind, and a pure soul, he's in no rush to achieve any goal. Though Brent is steadfastly devoted to his life-long goal, he'd rather enjoy the journey than try to go for record-breaking speeds. Many of his past employers had been initially confused by this. How could someone who's goofing off so much still get so much done?

He likes things that are interesting, and would rarely mask his enthusiasm. After all, his goal is to change this close-minded, superficial, boring-as-gray world, and he can't do that if he chose to hold back in any manner.

Background

Born in the big city, surrounded by steel and technology, Brent was the second son in a family that was composed of a doctor of a father, a journalist of a mother, and a perfectionist of a brother. In that big house on the top of a suburban hill, his parents slept in separate rooms, and his brother was always kept inside his room or at the library, most likely keeping up with their parent's expectations. And like his brother, Brent was subject to the same type of hard work that was expected of all members of the Roless family. His 'normal' childhood was that of school, tutors, and a twenty-minute scenario in which his family were all in one place, eating dinner. After that, his older brother would retreat back into his room, his father would start his night shift in the hospital, and his mother would go out with her fellow journalists, to de-stress after a busy day of work. A life in which everyone did what they wanted to do by themselves, as long as they did so to further their own careers.

The concept of 'family' and 'community' were things alien to him. He did what he had to do to get ahead of his peers, even as early as elementary school, in order to do what was the norm for those of the Roless family. One had no place at home if they weren't one of the best. And Brent was quite easily one of the best. Talented in sciences and math, all those things that were 'logical', he could have almost been a nerd, if it wasn't for the fact that he was physically adept as well. In a way, he was 'perfect', but in another way, that was simply to be expected from someone of the prestigious Roless family. He skipped a few grades in elementary school and got to high school early, and, naturally, excelled there as well. Though he wasn't as much of a sports ace, his skill with the scientific, the mathematical, and the clear-cut logical only blossomed further. He had many admirers, and many enemies, but no friends. It was hard to befriend someone who was younger than you, yet still superior to you in every aspect. It was harder when that individual made no attempts to hide the fact that he disliked everyone else.

Brent didn't pay any attention to those things though, not until he joined the Literature Club. It was an off-handed decision, made when one dinner with his family had his father mention that it would be nice if he participated in some more cultural clubs. Yet it was in that club that he met an individual. Tellizer was his last name. His first name was constantly in flux, the boy with the goatee always coming up with new nicknames. The oddity in the world that asked Brent a simple, grandiose, cliche question.

“What is the meaning of life, kiddie?”

Brent was logical, scientific and mathematical. Needless to say, he hadn't even considered such a question before. After all, biologically, life was just cells, fulfilling the functions necessary for survival in order to succeed in the basic instinct of reproduction. And yet, that brought out another question.

“Why do we reproduce, then, little genius?”

It was the first time that he experienced such an...interesting challenge, delving into a subject that he had no information about. One year passed in the Literature Club, a year that was actually, honestly, interesting. It was fun, researching things that had no scientific, logical basis. The next year, Tellizer didn't go back to school.

The goateed weirdo had graduated.

But enough of Brent's curiousity was ignited by then. Enough of his inquisitive mind was sculpted. And, in his senior year in high school, he realized the root of his apathy. The world was boring. There was no reason for him to constrain himself to the rules of a family that, according to countless real-life examples and books, was not even a normal one. There was no reason for him to interact with people who only did things to elevate their social position. There was so little reason for him to do what he did, that the pointlessness of it all had numbed him into not even thinking about what he studied before.

Studying what scientists had already discovered did not actually interest him. Doing the same math questions over and over again, just worded differently, did not interest him.

The construction of new knowledge, though, did.

He was sick of what people thought was the logical, the scientific, the mathematical, and the realistic.

Brent wanted to dream.

When he graduated from high school, attaining immediate acceptance to one of the best universities in the country, the boy had accepted. He took a student loan, lived on campus, and promptly spent his time doing anything but studying for his courses. His perfect grades plummeted as he joined as many clubs as he could, experiencing everything new that he had only seen as 'chores' before. And it was in one of those sketchy, borderline-questionable clubs that he found a goal, and a method of achieving such a goal.

In the Occult Club run by a third year who proclaimed herself as a modern-day witch (using money as a catalyst), there was a questionnaire that all new club members had to answer. One of those questions was as follows:

“If you had the choice, would you change the world? Or change yourself?”

Brent wanted to change the world, and he would do it, by finding irreputable proof that the supernatural DID exist, and then German suplex the foundations of thought that the current scientific community exists upon. After five months in the university meant only for elites, he dropped out, packed his bags, and got ready to go off to one of the few areas left in the world that housed the magical, the illogical, the mysterious.

On the platform of the train station, his brother appeared, smiled, and handed Brent a cheque.

Enough money to clear all of the dropout's debts.

“Go and make a difference, bro.”

It wasn't only Brent who sought to pursue his dreams, after all.

A month or so later, an up-and-coming author who shared the same first name as his brother started to be written about on blogging sites and newspaper.

Skills

Jack-of-all-trades – Brent had gained a great diversity of (mainly useless) skills during his time in university.

Happy Camper – Because camping is fun! And you have excuses to be whether you want!

1v1 Me IRL, Scrub – Though he's not exactly Mike Tyson or Bruce Lee, he can hold his own in a brawl. And he'll have fun while doing so.

Feed Me Jobs – In order to elevate his status from Camping NEET to just Camping Dude, Brent is pretty good at convincing other people to pay him to do things. Probably helps that he's willing to be paid in food or supplies, instead of cold, hard cash.

Courage the Coward – Like a true man, he's not afraid to show that he's scared of something. He's also not afraid to reach past his fears and do what must be done...granted that he's pushed hard enough.

Relationships

Others

He keeps a list of fears that he has yet to conquer, constantly updating it with a picture of the moment he DOES conquer such a fear.

Brent, due to his lactose intolerance, also dislikes cows, because they produce such products. Because of that, he sorta gets a funny, unpleasantly happy feeling whenever he eats beef.

He still keeps an e-mail correspondence with his brother, but has blocked every number that his parents could possibly contact him by.

His theme songs are No Pain, No Game and Fonte.

Harvest Moon: Lily of the Valley

Would you say that the vast majority of humans don't believe in stuff like magic and divine deities then? I was thinking of a scientist/explorer/barbarian sort of person who settled in Lily of the Valley to do research on the existence of the supernatural, as well as a way to preserve/protect them. Sorta like an environmentalist, I guess?

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Out of curiousity...are supernatural things like goddesses and witches a common thing in the world? Or is it more like an isolated phenomenon that's only present in Lily of the Valley and a few other places?

Wingless: From the Cracked-Open Sky

Out of la curiousity, how are the collabs for everyone other than emo-darkness-trio and raging-lesbian duo going?

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Oh, wait, for confirmation, this is basically...modern tech, right? All the talk about goddesses and witches made me think it was fantasy, like Rune Factory.

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What is the real life.

What is working productively.

What is finding a job.

I'll definitely be joining this. Those dreamself thingies are so nostalgic as well~

Wingless: From the Cracked-Open Sky

I would recommend doing a collab during the search and questioning and such. The team that has the best collab gets a reward~!

Wingless: From the Cracked-Open Sky

As expected, Carbon was the first to interject, shutting down both Rinshan and Kathrine with his abrupt question regarding the mother's question. Well, for someone who was all death and despair and gloom and darkness, he seemed eager enough for this mission. Dogearring his pointless documents as he wondered how much information he should impart at the moment, Kairn waited till Rinshan also said her part, as she also seemed to be interested in the mother, before replying, “The mother's currently being taken care of by Farmer Fry, the man who owns that cornfield...two kilometers south of here? Feel free to ask, but don't expect to get too much out of her. I would say...that she's not exactly typical.”

Finally using his pen and spinning it three times before letting it glide on the back of one of those important-but-useless papers, the Commander thought for a moment, before marking down a few things and finishing, “Actually, Clark, you should accompany Rinshan and Carbon in their questioning, before rejoining with the others in their search. It would be a good chance to pick up some canteens too, wouldn't it?”

Really, he always had to improvise when making up things for the cripple and the emo to do, but hopefully, being semi-useful would bolster their ego? And lead to good things in the future? At least, that was textbook theory. Being a commander made him feel more like a teacher nowadays.

And, like any teacher, he'd have to be a guardian for a bloodthirsty kiddo like Felix, who seemed to think that getting thrown onto the ground multiple times by an older man was fun. Even when it was hot as hell outside. Guess there was nothing to lose if he got a sprain or something though, considering the weather tomorrow. Clearly, Felix wasn't so foolhardy that he'd go flying out in the clouds. Or maybe he was, and didn't care either way. “For real? I'll allow a sparring match, but nothing 'for real'. Wouldn't want any broken bones or gouged out eyes. You can have five minutes, no weapons.”

He would mention something about no knees to the crotch, but then again, he always wondered whether Clark's balls were as steel as the rest of his body. It would be funny, to see the impassable mountain fallen over in a fetal position. Kairn smiled at that thought, before allowing the honor student to do her little pep talk, and finally saying, extending his little memo that he made two minutes ago, “Southey, we'll be going now, so try not to faint now. The basic plan will be as follows. You'll be flying, roughly, in pairs, triangle-formation. Two pairs will be in the front, with a proper amount of distance between each other, with the final pair being settled between and behind them. Kathrine and Isis, you'll be the first pair. Felix and Southey, the second. Carbon and Rinshan, the third, the pair that stays behind the first two. You two will be responsible both for transporting Coordinator Clark Dumont, as well as helping rehydrate the other two during their search. If you do intend on asking the mother some questions, it's alright to join the search party later.”

Of course, that just made Carbon and Rinshan water-boys, but that should be alright. If they complained, he could just say that they were also meant to pick up on what the vanguards may have missed.

“As usual, we'll be using a single radio channel to communicate, with a separate channel for specific orders by Clark. Try not to use it too much though, because batteries are getting expensive, and I don't want to cut your payrolls just to deal with budget deficits.”

“Anyways, you may go off now. So yeah. Clark, keep me updated. Good luck, have fun, and be a hero, don't just play as one.”