LupusIntus

Umbra Rose Condos

I know it doesn't make sense and I won't have this actually be reality, but a part of me thinks it'd be really funny if with all the crazy residents, Velvet didn't believe in ghosts.

@Lemons

We 👏 embrace 👏 comedy 👏👏👏

Umbra Rose Condos

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I pretty much assumed that everyone would have their own way of instantly figuring him out anyway, so the interesting part will be seeing how that knowledge pans out.

@Lugubrious

Max has NO idea.

Umbra Rose Condos

I'm trying to determine how I was to handle the whole wolf thing for Iris. I could do the typical just crazy feral state or I could do the completely separate beast inside Iris that takes over during those times.

Probably should have thought that part through before finishing the profile but I legit didn't thi k about it lol

@BunniesOfDoom

Could always go for the comedy route and have the ‘beast’ be like an wild, aggressive, no inhibition persona that treats the Iris persona like an annoying younger sister.

But also, having it be something even slightly less than ‘mindless man-killing beast’ would give you a bit more to work with during ‘full moon times’. 🤷‍♂️

“What the fu-, it was a full moon last night and the beast cut off ALL THE SLEEVES ON MY T-SHIRTS!”

Umbra Rose Condos

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And not the wolf?! You dare?!

@BunniesOfDoom

She's on the first floor! Wait your turn! :P

Umbra Rose Condos

Oh, we started? I thought it would be Sunday. Alright, I will get writing tomorrow.

@Mistress Dizzy

Take your time! Been a nice, respectful start. :3
Max is waiting outside your door with beeeeef.

Umbra Rose Condos

Hope yall don't care but I'm making the night before a full moon for shits and giggles.

@BunniesOfDoom

How do they feel before and after the moon? Is it like a buildup to a hangover?

Umbra Rose Condos

I'm so happy! Whooray! Let's have a super fun time, y'all. :3

Umbra Rose Condos

Maxwell Erickson

_{Location:Umbra Rose Condos: Loading Bay ——> Bldg 1, Floor 1 Hallway
Time of Day: Early Morning
Relevant Cast: @Mistress dizzy}

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Thirty three... thirty four... Thirty five.

Max counted the last package as the delivery driver wheeled it out of the refrigerated truck and onto the loading bay platform. He yawned as he ticked off on his clipboard, absently scratching his stubbled chin, and mentally tried to calculate the number of packages to each resident. He ended up shaking his head with a sigh, even that simple math making his head spin this early in the morning. While his shift hadn't technically started, he always made sure to be at the bay first thing on delivery days, desperate to avoid another 'incident' like what happened during his first week. A shudder ran down his spine as he remembered finding Velvet 'lightly snacking' on the poor driver, though the anemia apparently did wonders to blur the man's memory of the entire event.

'A hallucination due to blood loss and a mild concussion.' Was what the responding EMT had said after Max told them about the 'fall'.

"Well, that's the whole kitten-kaboodle." This new driver said, pulling the sliding cargo door closed. "Gotta say, this place takes double- no triple the raw meat deliveries of the other condos I service." It was absent conversation but it still made Max's stomach tighten and the blood drain from his face.

"Oh! Yeah. Well. It's uh... you know these 'rich folks'... Always demanding the weekly... barbeque." He stuttered out with a slightly-too-loud laugh.

The driver gave him a look but stepped back into the cab with a chuckle. "You wouldn't BELIEVE the kinda shit they've ordered from us before. Capybara meat! Can you believe that? I tell ya, the eccentric tastes on some of these folks!"

"You have no idea..." Max whispered to himself through his teeth as he flashed a broad smile and a wave. "See you next week, Sal." When the truck was gone and the bay doors securely closed, he grabbed the dolly and loaded it with the first set of packages. 100% All-Natural, Prime Beef Cuts! He wheeled it into the elegantly-decorated hallway, the light squeak of the dolly and his echoed footsteps the only sounds this early in the morning. Stopping in front of the first unit in his round, he took several steadying deep breaths before knocking lightly. "Miss Chima...? It's Max! I'm here with your weekly delivery."

Umbra Rose Condos

I have a personal eternal vendetta against AI art since I have a friend who takes art on commission for a living and AI art has strained them a lot, but I can't deny that it can end up looking pretty cool sometimes.
@Silver Carrot Is she simply a gaming nerd or is she an actual streamer? Cause that'd be kinda hilarious if so. VTuber centaur when.

@Lemons

Tough stuff. Can certainly make some cool images and it's hard when thinking about all the art us RPers have... 'borrowed' without credit all these years. Either way, I've come to use it for some RP and DND stuff but I'll never agree that learning to prompt is 'art' in itself.

Umbra Rose Condos

Eilidh Chiron WIP

Name: Eilidh Chiron

Image/Appearance: WIP

Race:Centaur

Racial Traits: The lower half of Eilidh's body is that of a horse. She can gallop at speeds that'd make her a serviceable racehorse, and has a strong hind kick.

Requirements: Eilidh requires a first floor room in building 2. Stairwells pose a difficulty to her though she can use the wide elevators in building 2 if needed.

When she needs to go out, Eilidh has a custom modified minivan built to hide her body, that she has learned to drive in. There's no way for her to walk around as normal that she is comfortable with. Magic was once used to give her two legs and she couldn't stop falling over. She has a Magic artefact that makes her look like a woman riding a horse but she has to drive pretty far out to find a use for it.

Personality: WIP

Background: WIP

Building, Floor, and room: Building 2, Floor 1, room 114

Room description: in place of a bed, Eilidh's room has a mat that she sleeps on, with a blanket over her human half. She has a desk with a PC and streaming setup.

@Silver Carrot

M'am... you'll need to leave your... horse outside.
-Target Greeter