Mole

𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒍𝒔 - 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒗𝒂𝒖𝒍𝒕

Neomi Adams

WHAT IS THE CHARACTER'S NAME?

Neomi Adams

WHAT IS A STRANGER'S FIRST IMPRESSION UPON MEETING THEM?

At first glance, Neomi appears to be a creative sarcastic girl. She has no problem being blunt and straight to the point. Although she seems to have learned when to keep her mouth shut, she seems to step on toes and hurt feelings with her attitude. It's safe to say, she is probably not everyone's cup of tea. And, she seems fairly comfortable with this, because, hey, ya can't please them all.

WHAT IS THEIR PROFESSION AND HOW DO THEY FEEL ABOUT IT?

Neomi works at The Burrow, a warm and friendly lodge. It's owned and run by her parents. Typically, she is found behind the front desk helping customers. When she's not helping the family business, she is doing what she wishes she could always be doing: working on her artwork.

HOW HAS BEING A HOWL AFFECTED THEIR LIFE?

Having been risen by Howls, Neomi has been cradled into the position. Her mother has can sense them through a tingling sensation, and her father has caught glimpses of them. Neomi has inherited her father's sense of seeing them. Neither of her parents is particularly interested in investing much time into being a Howl. Both simply moved to Oaken, met, fell in love, and got married. They prefer a simple life, much like the tidy and cozy furnishings of The Burrow, and they would prefer if Neomi kept the same lifestyle. However, Neomi cannot help but continue recreating drawings of what she one time saw -- a Rue.

WHY ARE THEY IN OAKEN CITY?

Neomi lives with her family in Oaken City, where they run a small lodge.

DO THEY HAVE A HOWL ABILITY? WHAT IS IT?

If you could call it that. She can manipulate the air slightly, like making a light wind between her hands. The most she's ever used it for is entertainment when bored. One time she made the light wind go into a twirl.

RATTLECHOMP

Neomi Adams

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WHAT IS THE CHARACTER'S NAME?

Neomi Adams

WHAT IS A STRANGER'S FIRST IMPRESSION UPON MEETING THEM?

At first glance, Neomi appears to be a creative sarcastic girl. She has no problem being blunt and straight to the point. Although she seems to have learned when to keep her mouth shut, she seems to step on toes and hurt feelings with her attitude. It's safe to say, she is probably not everyone's cup of tea. And, she seems fairly comfortable with this, because, hey, ya can't please them all.

WHAT IS THEIR PROFESSION AND HOW DO THEY FEEL ABOUT IT?

Neomi works at The Burrow, a warm and friendly lodge. It's owned and run by her parents. Typically, she is found behind the front desk helping guests. When she's not helping the family business, she is doing what she wishes she could always be doing: working on her artwork.

HOW HAS BEING A HOWL AFFECTED THEIR LIFE?

Having been risen by Howls, Neomi has been cradled into the position. Her mother has can sense them through a tingling sensation, and her father has caught glimpses of them. Neomi has inherited her father's sense of seeing them. Neither of her parents is particularly interested in investing much time into being a Howl. Both simply moved to Oaken, met, fell in love, and got married. They prefer a simple life, much like the tidy and cozy furnishings of The Burrow, and they would prefer if Neomi kept the same lifestyle. However, Neomi cannot help but continue recreating drawings of what she one time saw -- a Rue.

WHY ARE THEY IN OAKEN CITY?

Neomi lives with her family in Oaken City, where they run a small lodge.

DO THEY HAVE A HOWL ABILITY? WHAT IS IT?

If you could call it that. She can manipulate the air slightly, like making a light wind between her hands. The most she's ever used it for is entertainment when bored. One time she made the light wind go into a twirl.

RATTLECHOMP

@Mokley, I’ll keep her ‘tude in check, but by all means, if she is causing a problem in any way, let me know as so I can tone it down.

Your idea with the wind manipulation only being seen by her sounds great.

I can’t wait to play! ❤️

RATTLECHOMP

Neomi Adams

WHAT IS THE CHARACTER'S NAME?

Neomi Adams

WHAT IS A STRANGER'S FIRST IMPRESSION UPON MEETING THEM?

At first glance, Neomi appears to be a creative sarcastic girl. She has no problem being blunt and straight to the point. Although she seems to have learned when to keep her mouth shut, she seems to step on toes and hurt feelings with her attitude. It's safe to say, she is probably not everyone's cup of tea. And, she seems fairly comfortable with this, because, hey, ya can't please them all.

WHAT IS THEIR PROFESSION AND HOW DO THEY FEEL ABOUT IT?

Neomi works at The Burrow, a warm and friendly lodge. It's owned and run by her parents. Typically, she is found behind the front desk helping customers. When she's not helping the family business, she is doing what she wishes she could always be doing: working on her artwork.

HOW HAS BEING A HOWL AFFECTED THEIR LIFE?

Having been risen by Howls, Neomi has been cradled into the position. Her mother has can sense them through a tingling sensation, and her father has caught glimpses of them. Neomi has inherited her father's sense of seeing them. Neither of her parents is particularly interested in investing much time into being a Howl. Both simply moved to Oaken, met, fell in love, and got married. They prefer a simple life, much like the tidy and cozy furnishings of The Burrow, and they would prefer if Neomi kept the same lifestyle. However, Neomi cannot help but continue recreating drawings of what she one time saw -- a Rue.

WHY ARE THEY IN OAKEN CITY?

Neomi lives with her family in Oaken City, where they run a small lodge.

DO THEY HAVE A HOWL ABILITY? WHAT IS IT?

If you could call it that. She can manipulate the air slightly, like making a light wind between her hands. The most she's ever used it for is entertainment when bored. One time she made the light wind go into a twirl.

&fingers crossed.

𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒔 - 𝒕𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅

J A M E S M I C H A E L E S T U E R T

It was another one of those nights. You know, the type when he would just lay there in bed mindlessly doomscrolling TikTok, and the ceiling fan would be spinning slowly around, pushing some ominous mist glowing from the window around the room… Wait, what?

James’ attention quickly glanced towards the clacking of the fan. Nothing but, maybe dust? He could hardly tell in the darkness. He scanned the room, again. Yes, again. He had been doing this for at least an hour, now, expecting different results.

He swore he wasn’t crazy. It was the town. He knew it. His nightmares had stopped when he had left for college. Or maybe, he made that up. He couldn’t remember anymore.

Maybe was crazy. James closed his eyes.

“Knock-knock.”

James shot from his bed. His cellphone clanked to the wood floor and slid underneath the bed.

“Geez, it’s just me” Lucy smirked. Her head was tilted to one side in vain curiosity. Light brown hair draped down her shoulders. She was wearing some white spaghetti strapped pajamas set, and for whatever reason or another, that particular outfit (among several others) always made him feel a tad bit uncomfortable.

“What do you want?” James glanced around the dark floor, searching for any potential sign of where his cell phone might have wandered.

“Oh, nothing. Just watching you,” as she said this, their eyes met. Her eyes seemed to glow from the hallway light. A smile etched on her face, and for several moments too long, they just looked at each other, as the fan creaked back-and-forth.

Slowly, a spaghetti strap fell from one of her shoulders.

“Am I allowed to know why?” James finally asked. He was bending down to search for his phone. He thought he could see the glow emitting under his bed, and he was right.

“I don’t know. You’ve been really cringe recently. Like, you’ve always been cringe, just more so. Mom and Dad think so, too.”

“Is that what they said?”

“No, not really,” Lucy’s stable smile found a smugger position. “But, I did tell them I would help keep an eye on you. After all, you are my favorite big brother.”

James’ arm extended under the bed. The light on the screen had turned off, and he had to use what was left of the hallway light to find it. Thankfully, there was only one shadow he could see beneath the bed, and that one shadow-lump was his phone.

“I’m your only big brother, Lucy.” James grabbed his phone and unlocked the screen. His eyes glanced up at Lucy, and as if on cue or working from a script, she pushed her spaghetti strap back over her thin shoulder and made some charming pose before lifting her nose in the air and waltzing off.

Light flooded the bedroom as his sister’s body disappeared. The creaking of the fan continued, and for several seconds, James stared blankly at nothing until his phone’s screen locked. The light dimmed, and he took several calming breaths. Carefully, he stood up and went to close his bedroom door. But, before he closed his door, he turned the light on.

James looked towards the bedroom window. If she was the only one watching him, then he had nothing to worry about, right? His body flopped back onto the bed. His face buried into his pillow, and his cellphone was held tightly in one hand, draped off the bed. Maybe, he was crazy. Who was he kidding? The whole town was crazy. He just needed to prove it.

He breathed annoyingly into his pillow and turned over. He brought his cellphone to his face. The screen light glowed over him once again, and his thumb began its endless scrolling. Anything to get his mind to turn off.

RATTLECHOMP

Subscribed. You had me at @Mokley. I’m coming out of hiding just for this patch of fun.

Microfiction & Poetry contest #10 - voting and feedback

I vote for Guiding Lights.

Username Origins

When I was about two or three, a mole on the middle of my chin appeared, and around the age thirteen or so, a smaller, symmetrical mole appeared above it. I used to be embarrassed by the oddly placed moles and was very conscientious when I had to go in public or meet new people.

I remember asking my mother if I could get them removed, and she said when I am an adult and would like to get them removed, I could. However, as time passed, I grew to enjoy the moles and saw them as my own little trade mark. In fact, a couple years ago, I had a business photograph taken of me, and they photoshopped the moles from my skin without asking permission. I was pretty irate about this.

In an age where laser and plastic surgery are rampant for the insecure, I feel honored to have these perfectly aligned beauty marks. I even have a slight fear that one of them might become cancerous and have to be removed. They are unique and have helped mold me into who I am today.

Post a random fact about yourself.

@HaleyTheRandom, you sound like an emotionally healthy and wholesome person.

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I enjoy existing.

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