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Post by Deleted on Sept 23, 2020 22:07:37 GMT -5
Awww, I love jerk boy already!!)
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Post by Starchaser on Sept 23, 2020 22:09:40 GMT -5
{ That's reassuring to hear! I am excited for his debut  I made his coding already, if anyone's interested. I might make a section just for us to keep coding on the extras page. }
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Post by Deleted on Sept 23, 2020 22:19:03 GMT -5
I want to see his coding, I want to see! I love seeing what y'all have come up with; it makes my heart happy to see everyone using and enjoying the small bit of coding I did. Also, a separate page would be great!) |
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Post by Starchaser on Sept 23, 2020 22:26:18 GMT -5
{ Oh, well, I love using this coding so that works out. I even threw in the coding of a character that wasn't even for this RP, just another story I was making. I don't know why I made it because I will literally never use the coding, I just wanted to.
Also, I literally had a dream about this RP last night you guys, it was so cool. }
 Caspian Talis Drake  “There are some things you can only learn in a storm.” - Joel Osteen
♦ « ☁ The Chosen Elemental ☁ » ♦
Text. “Text.” Text.
 OwO who's this...?  "Quote” - Speaker
♥ ⬶ ☽ The Last Remnant ☾ ⤔ ♥
Text. “Text.” Text.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 23, 2020 22:34:30 GMT -5
Those are soooo pretty. Man, y'all one up yourselves every time you make a new one. XD They are all so gorgeous and I literally love them. I really like the last one as well with all the color changes and the symbols!
A dream, eh? Do you remember enough to share??)
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Post by Amber on Sept 23, 2020 22:39:21 GMT -5
(Those are some really cool coding stuff. Caspian's thing also looks great.
Also, I second sharing the dream if you're up to it.)
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Post by Starchaser on Sept 23, 2020 22:49:33 GMT -5
{ Thank you! Also, yeah, that is literally my intention. I'm constantly in competition with myself. Someone has to take me down a notch, I've had it coming for too long.
Oh, man, you have no idea about my dreams. I remember very nearly every one of them since I was 3. I have by far the craziest dreams of anyone I've ever met. I get half of my story ideas from them. Just recently I had the exact same dream I had a few years ago, so I've been trying to figure out what's so important about it, but anyways.
It was weird last night, like we were both our RP characters and ourselves. Like we talked in "chat" as ourselves, which really just seemed like telepathy, but we were actually our characters. But we were also us, like they were both real somehow, if that makes any sense at all. So, somehow the dream was both more horror-esque and more modern than the actual RP. The setting was apparently in Norway, but I don't think it looked anything like it. Also, it was an island. There was this college we started going to that only had eight dorm rooms, but they were super nice. There was a lighthouse. An underground parking lot with a mall. A lot of cops because there'd been a ton of murders because it was tourist season. The whole island has this horrible, confusing layout. One store was just constructed entirely of wooden planks and scaffolding.
So Me/Lilah and Amber/Avani were walking back to the room through this weird passageway with stairs. There was this old janitor that always gave cryptic advice. Dude was lowkey scary. Very creepy, 10/10 atmosphere. We got to the top and like... got attacked? Mentally? Was weird. Fell off the side of the roof thing and almost died. Wasn't as bad for Amber/Avani cause she can fly, but not really because her mind was being attacked. Shoot/Clarisse and Caspian (who is just himself) found us and it was a whole thing. Zephyr from our origin story RP was also there for some reason. There were these symbols they had found that we needed to use somehow. Something to do with "fully embracing ourselves" and the voice thing I guess? I just remember Shoot/Clarisse telling us what order we should try it in and asking Caspian if he could handle it (cause it basically meant giving oneself over to the mental attacks entirely, I guess?) since he was next, and he was very insistent that he could. I know Moss/Alex was there, but not in that specific scene. Idk what they were doing. That's pretty much all I remember. Didn't have as much time to ruminate on that one as I would have liked. }
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Post by Starchaser on Sept 24, 2020 21:40:02 GMT -5
{ Okay, so I was starting to work on a Zane response, but I am still dead inside, and also I was planning on connecting Zane (and Redis, potentially) back to the main group in the next post, just didn't want to do that without letting everyone else get their post in. Lilah and Alex are also good where they are for now, since I did want to see a bit more of Lys and Crispen. They could potentially be involved in the main group too, at least for a bit, if that's what we want. }
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Post by mossecho on Sept 25, 2020 15:30:32 GMT -5
[[ Hey, sorry it's taken me so long to get to this post. I don't know when I will have it done but I am working on it literally right now (ok not literally literally, but there is a draft on one side of my screen as I write this note on the other). um... idk. Life update: I've moved! Yay college, nice to finally be back here. Forgot to bring sheets for my bed, like a genius, but at least there's Target. Anyhoo, I'll get back to writing. Love y'all! ]]
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Post by Deleted on Sept 26, 2020 15:50:53 GMT -5
{ Thank you! Also, yeah, that is literally my intention. I'm constantly in competition with myself. Someone has to take me down a notch, I've had it coming for too long.
Oh, man, you have no idea about my dreams. I remember very nearly every one of them since I was 3. I have by far the craziest dreams of anyone I've ever met. I get half of my story ideas from them. Just recently I had the exact same dream I had a few years ago, so I've been trying to figure out what's so important about it, but anyways.
It was weird last night, like we were both our RP characters and ourselves. Like we talked in "chat" as ourselves, which really just seemed like telepathy, but we were actually our characters. But we were also us, like they were both real somehow, if that makes any sense at all. So, somehow the dream was both more horror-esque and more modern than the actual RP. The setting was apparently in Norway, but I don't think it looked anything like it. Also, it was an island. There was this college we started going to that only had eight dorm rooms, but they were super nice. There was a lighthouse. An underground parking lot with a mall. A lot of cops because there'd been a ton of murders because it was tourist season. The whole island has this horrible, confusing layout. One store was just constructed entirely of wooden planks and scaffolding.
So Me/Lilah and Amber/Avani were walking back to the room through this weird passageway with stairs. There was this old janitor that always gave cryptic advice. Dude was lowkey scary. Very creepy, 10/10 atmosphere. We got to the top and like... got attacked? Mentally? Was weird. Fell off the side of the roof thing and almost died. Wasn't as bad for Amber/Avani cause she can fly, but not really because her mind was being attacked. Shoot/Clarisse and Caspian (who is just himself) found us and it was a whole thing. Zephyr from our origin story RP was also there for some reason. There were these symbols they had found that we needed to use somehow. Something to do with "fully embracing ourselves" and the voice thing I guess? I just remember Shoot/Clarisse telling us what order we should try it in and asking Caspian if he could handle it (cause it basically meant giving oneself over to the mental attacks entirely, I guess?) since he was next, and he was very insistent that he could. I know Moss/Alex was there, but not in that specific scene. Idk what they were doing. That's pretty much all I remember. Didn't have as much time to ruminate on that one as I would have liked. } That's crazy! XD I think that's interesting that you dreamed both us and our characters because that seems really trippy to think about. Wow, now I want to dream about an rp. XD Also, don't be dead inside. Eat some chocolate and come back to lifeee~ Also Also, that meme is so accurate it hurts me. XD) |
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Post by mossecho on Sept 26, 2020 20:55:53 GMT -5
[[ guess who finally wrote something! ]]
 Alexander Rojas Lopez 
“Some people live more in twenty years than others do in eighty. It's not time that matters, it's the person.” - The Doctor (written by Mark Gatiss)
✩ ⤛ ☽ The Chosen Vampire ☾ ⤜ ✩
It took Alex no time to understand what was happening.
He knew some terms for it. Not that "it" itself was a concrete thing; the symptoms varied wildly, but the panic was always the same. The fear, the anxiety. The dread, regret, shame. Humans called them panic attacks, yes? Vampires called them fits of terror. Same thing, different perspective. Humans blamed the feeling. Vampires blamed the person.
How stupid that was. Yet shame was integral to this experience; shame could cause it and shame could extend it. Alex always disliked prying eyes, but normally they made him nervous. When he was having a fit, they intensified the experience. It was one thing to feel that fear, it was another for others to know you felt it.
Alex knelt down in front of Lilah, trying to hide her from any outside eyes. He shifted a bit to place himself in the way of anyone's eyesight. His attempt was only moderately successful, but hopefully that would help? Perhaps. Or perhaps you will make her feel more boxed in, trapped. Alex took an awkward half-step back, one foot moving behind him while the other one stayed put. He leaned forward and reached out a hand but left it hovering in the air.
Lilah's heart beat rang Alex's ears. Tuntun, tuntun, tuntun. Faster and faster and faster. Alex avoided her face. Not because her fear would frighten him, but because it would remind him of his own. It was always so much easier to disconnect from fear than to confront it. Another sign of cowardice, yes, but at least Alex could be consistent in his weaknesses. Could that be considered some sort of merit? Probably not.
Alex kept his hand outstretched. It was still in the space, balanced perfectly and too nervous to move. Whenever Alex was like this, he dreaded touch. It may be meant as a comfort, but it was an acknowledgement of his weakness. A sign that someone else knew his dreadful secret, his pain. But was that a universal feeling? Alex was not a very touch-friendly person. Lilah, on the other hand, immediately went for a hug. So perhaps was better to offer comfort than to offer space?
"Lilah," Alex lowered his voice to a near-whisper and opted for using a softer honorific. It still placed Lilah above him in class terms, but it implied a closer relationship. Less like acquaintances, more like friends. "I am going to hug you, if that is alright. If you do not want me to, I understand completely. Just tap me two times if you want to let go, okay?"
He shuffled closer, intensely aware of how awkward it must have look. One was not meant to move about with their legs bent in half. That is not what is important right now. Alex reached forward and placed his hand on Lilah's shoulder. He wrapped his other arm underneath her's and pulled her gently towards his torso. The hand on her shoulder migrated to her back. Alex kept his head in front of hers, not wanting anyone else to see her face.
Realizing that forced space between them, Alex began to rotate the pair so Lilah would not have to face the outside world. Again, the process was full of awkward shuffling, but Alex did not care that much. He heard Crispen say a few words, he did not register what the human actually said. The party's rumble continued, but Alex stopped paying attention. He focused on the tuntun, tuntun of her heart and the rasping of her breath. He could not smell the expensive wines or the tiny hors d'oeuvres, only the champagne on Lilah's breath and the magic dusting her. Once Lilah was facing away from the party's center, Alex pulled her closer. He placed his chin on her shoulder, maneuvering the pair so Lilah could breathe.
How funny it was. When Alex had a fit, everything stopped. His breathing, his awareness. The only thing left was his fear. Yet with Lilah, it seemed like everything sped up. Her speech, her heartbeat. Her breathing.
Alex kept his voice low. "Breathe in squares. Four seconds to breathe in. Hold your breath for four seconds, then exhale for another four. Hold again for four, and then repeat. I can do it with you. One, two, three, four. One, two, three, four. One, two, three, four..." Alex continued counting softly. He adopted the breathing pattern as well. Yes, he overexaggerated it a bit, but hopefully that helped? Normally Alex's breaths were too shallow to result in much movement. If he overinhaled, perhaps the resulting movement would help Lilah refocus. Follow the rhythm. Find her way out.
As they breathed, Alex reevaluated everything that had happened before. Everything he should have done. Crispen's point about how he could not lie was, well, more than a bit embarrassing. Alex should have remembered that right away. Instead he oh so helpfully illuminated his ignorance, the idiot! Hopefully Crispen thought Alex was just emphasizing the human's weakness, not his own. Probably not.
Speaking of whom... Alex's ears refocused themselves from Lilah to Crispen. The human was saying something, wasn't he? Alex focused on his smell, tracing it to wherever Crispen had run off to now. Of course, the human is heading to the bar.
Alex slowly began to stand, pulling Lilah up with him. After a few moments (and a few readjustments so they could stand side-by-side as opposed to awkwardly shuffling anymore), Alex began to narrate. "I am following Crispen. He is heading toward the bar. If you do not want to go, just tap me twice. We can go somewhere else. If you want me to let go of you, tap me three times." Again, his voice was just soft enough so Lilah could hear. Alex did not dare speak any louder. He dreaded the very real probability that others would hear, but at this point that was a risk worth taking.
On that topic, Alex could hear Crispen's conversation with his sister. The vampire curled his nose at the human calling him Alex. No honorific, no respectful suffix or affix, not even a title. Not even his full name. No, no, even worse—a nickname! They had barely just been introduced. The audacity!
By the time Alex and Lilah arrived at the bar, the vampire had wiped his facial expression. He would not stoop to the indignity of reacting to, or even acknowledging, the human's repulsive disrespect. Instead Alex kept his face blank. Head high, shoulders back. Spine straight.
He reached his hand across the bar to Lysandra. "Alexander Rojas Lopez of the Antier Coven. By the Sinresol River in the Derramar Valley."
[[ well that took a while xD
So sorry about the writing, I honestly have no reason or any excuses for why I needed so much time for this monstrosity (to borrow a word from Alex's vocabulary). That said... idk.
Amber , I am so sorry I did not include more Alex-Crispen interaction in this post. I'm going to try and incorporate more in my next one for Alex. Also hopefully (cross my fingers) I finally stop being so lazy and write Lu's part. She's probably just going to swing by the bar for something and end up asking Lysandra for whatever it is wow you can tell i am still brainstorming that post xD
Starchaser : I made a few assumptions about how Lilah was experiencing her panic attack (and also I am assuming it's a panic attack). Also a few about getting her from the random party corner to the bar. I hope you don't mind, but I completely understand if you want me to change anything to better fit how she would actually respond. (:
Also, according to Hemingway, around 2.4% of this was adverbs (aka 27 words), which is both shocking and not surprising at all. I have a wee bit of an adverb addiction. ]]
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Post by mossecho on Sept 26, 2020 21:00:37 GMT -5
[[ Also, Star, I would like to say that the beauty of your new post formats is simply too much. I refuse it. I am too jealous of your skill, please stop being selfish and share it with the rest of us. Such talent cannot, and will not, be accepted.
oh dear goodness please see that as a compliment my personal anxieties about my horrible communication skills are insisting i emphasize the joke aspect of this post also, lowkey, that last comment sounds so Alexesque... xD ]]
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Post by Starchaser on Sept 26, 2020 21:05:38 GMT -5
{ mossecho Haha, aw, thank you so much! You're all too kind <3 If the rest of you share some of your writing skill, I will gladly oblige. Not you though, Moss. The only way you're getting anything from me is the day you make Alex a reality. Seriously, I never want to interact with anyone else irl except for him. He is the only one I would like to know and interact with on a daily basis in-person. I mean, except for all of you, but there's also a beauty to strictly online relationships.
I have hurt my own feelings just today by looking at my old friend's social media rip me
Also, you better never apologize for using too many adverbs. In this RP we stan adverbs. Whoever said they should hardly ever be used was not a galaxy brain. Also, I've never had any problems with the way you've responded to something, if it's of any reassurance. }
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Post by mossecho on Sept 26, 2020 21:23:40 GMT -5
[[ oh dear lord same... instagram is sooo not good for me but i can't get away
Starchaser: You are too sweet! Goodness, I cannot describe how happy you and everyone else on this RP make me. Writing is tough sometimes, but talking with you is always so easy. I always look forward to another one of your incredible posts <3
well I'll just have to follow my dreams and become a mad scientist then. If making Alex real is what I have to do, then making Alex real is what I will do (lol, my and my linguistics major track and hatred for all things stem will definitely pull that one off).
This is a pro-adverb, pro-em dash, pro-hugs RP. ]]
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Post by Starchaser on Sept 26, 2020 21:30:50 GMT -5
{ mossecho Yep, I deleted my old insta account after falling out with my best friend, but I made anew account just for scrolling through memes a few months ago.
Aw, well the feeling is mutual <3 Seriously, to heck with everyone I know from rl. This group is the real MVP. I am going to apologize in advance if my responses take a while/aren't that good, cause I am not feeling it right now. And by "it," I mean pretty much anything. In any case though, this RP gives me life.
Maybe I can assist you then. I used to be a diff major, but I switched to STEM... not really for any good reason. I would like to go to Antarctica though. I used to want to be an astronomy major, but I cannot do math (except physics) so yeah. Honestly, if I was given a decade to figure out my major I would still probably want too many. I love so many things and gathering knowledge about everything in general, so it's rough. Also, maybe you can then help me figure out how badly I've botched my Mage language info so far, cause I know it ain't accurate.
Pro-adverbs, pro-em dashes, pro-ellipses, pro-hugs, pro-memes, pro-angst, prom-comfort, pro-socially awkward RP. }
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Post by mossecho on Sept 27, 2020 20:25:28 GMT -5
[[ Starchaser : Ugh, that's tough. I'm really sorry Star. I can relate a lot to the seeing people living their best life thing. I follow a lot of people from my college who I only slightly know, but I always see images on their feed that portray a perfect experience. I know in reality those images do not portray how their lives are going (we're in the exact same scenario), but I still get jealous. I just keep reminding myself that photos can be beautiful, but they only capture one moment. You can take a beautiful picture of a rose while standing next to a trash can not that I've ever done that, no sir
This RP is such a safe haven. Again, writing can sometimes be frustrating (because I know what Alex can do but I can't write for him to the level he deserves), but I always look forward to talking with all of you. Reading your posts, your funny comments, your memes... it always, always makes me smile. This is such a small little community of ours, but it is truly fantastic.
Goodness there are so many majors I would love to take... I am almost 100% confident in linguistics (that remaining doubt is just me being nervous about the future, not at all about me not loving linguistics), but idk what else. I would love to double-major in something, but I also want enough time to take other courses that I would like. The solution would be additional summer classes, but... eek. That's just more money.
We should make that this RP's tagline xD ]]
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Post by Amber on Sept 27, 2020 21:39:12 GMT -5
(Okay, I'm very tried and my muse is meh, so I'll hopefully get a reply up tomorrow.
Anyway, I agree with the above posts about this RP being great. It's something I do look forward to and it's always exciting when a new post goes up. You guys are really creative and I enjoy what we've done so far.)
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Post by mossecho on Sept 28, 2020 21:51:10 GMT -5
[[ Guess who is being brought back! ]]
 Lucrecia Zembrowska 
"I am and always will be the optimist. The hoper of far-flung hopes and the dreamer of improbable dreams." - The Doctor (written by Matthew Graham)
✧ ↝ ○ Shifter, Eurasian Wren ○ ↜ ✧
Lucrecia had never made so much tea.
Apparently it was some sort of cure for the "adverse affects of alcohol consumption" or whatever. At least, that is what Lucrecia had heard. (More accurately, it was what had been yelled at Lucrecia by a tall fae man with an enviable cape and a less enviable feather hat.) (If he was indeed fae, then he must not have been lying about the tea helping hangovers thing.) (Unless he thought it was true but it wasn't, then he would not be lying but he wouldn't be saying something true either.) Regardless, Lucrecia ended up far busier than she anticipated serving tea.
Back and forth, back and forth. Whatever Lucrecia had thought of high society, her idea of the upper class had changed quite a bit. What had she expected? "Cutting-edge fashion and elegant high society." Well, she got the former! That man's feather hat was certainly avante-garde, given its multitude of lavender feathers and floof. Lucrecia smiled extra-wide when that man waved her over. As a bird shifter, she did not want to end up on that hat. There were laws prohibiting such things of course, but Lucrecia knew enough about Sanctum's bribery system not to underestimate the power of someone with money and a love of strange hats.
Eh, whatever. She had to snap out of that mind rut. Where was she? Hallway, coming from the kitchen, looking for something. What was she looking for? Oh, yes, of course. Hot water! She needed more hot water! The kitchen sinks were absolutely full at the moment with dishes that needed to be put back into rotation, so the lone tea server was not exactly high on the priority list. Improvising, Lucrecia remembered that there was a bar. That's my best option. The only other place with a sink here is the bathroom, and that wouldn't work at all! Tea deserves so much better than toilet water. Well, it would not be toilet water. It would be water out of a tap, just as safe as any water from the bar would be. Still, tea did not deserve that.
Lucrecia gathered up all of her necessary items (samovar, heater, tea cups, the lot) and placed them all on a tray. The rest of the trip was... difficult. Lucrecia was wearing her prosthetic leg, so the actual mechanics of walking were fine for the most part. She still had to get used to it a bit (she only wore the prosthetic when in the Sanctum, since she rarely shifted into a bird here and thus could not carry it around that much). It was not very different from riding a bike after a long time spent bikeless. Just walking on a slight incline with a heavy tray and little to no upper body strength was... not great? Never matter.
When the shifter reached the door for servers, she leaned on it with her shoulder and pushed her way through. As she did, a smile burst onto her face. She never got tired of this place. Of this everything! Making tea under enchanted lights, to the beat of elegant yet modern music, watching the most incredibly dressed people pass her by... it was wonderful!
The tea server, still beaming in her unstained white ensemble, rushed over to the bar. She walked as lightly as she could, taking the smallest of steps. The white uniform reached the floor, although the hems were all enchanted never to get dirty. The aprons were not (again, wealth and status demanded servers who never got stains), but Lucrecia did not mind. She knew tea backwards and forwards, she would never spill it! Hopefully. Anyways, back to the light walking thing. Lucrecia learned it a long time ago and it was surprisingly useful. It was all about walking with tiny baby steps in a low relevé. The steps had to be small enough not to be noticed underneath the floor-length skirt, but quick enough to actually allow the walker to move at a decent pace. It was all to keep Lucrecia from bobbing up and down as she walked, like most people ordinarily would. So if her head and shoulders were even and her skirt hid all the movement, it looked like she was gliding. Hard to do? Yes. But very fun and totally worth it? Yes!
Also, it impressed the fancy people. So that was always nice.
Lucrecia made her way to the bar, strategically placed not far from the server's door. She had not hyet met the bartender, but that was okay. If anything, that was great! One more person to meet. Lucrecia's smile widened even more as she approached, quickly moving herself behind the bar and ducking down. She really should not be seen making tea at a bar (tea was relaxing, beer was not, they did not mix). Well, if being short was ever going to come in handy, maybe this was the time! Lucrecia ducked down behind the bar, sorting out her things. She took some water fgrom the tap and switched on the heater, praying the tea did not take that long. It probably would, it was supposed to. Not that that was fantastic in that situation, but Lucrecia could take it in stride.
"Sorry about this!" she hurriedly whispered, hoping the bartender could hear her. "The kitchens are full right now. I won't get in your way, I promise. My name is Lucrecia, by the way. Preparing and serving tea, that's my job! What is your name? What do you do? Oh, well, I know what you do. Bartending, duh."
When there was no response, Lucrecia looked up. Oh. The bartender was in a corner of the bar, talking to someone. Lucrecia could not see anything else from her angle, aside from hushed murmurs and some discussion about a Lancaster. Lancaster, Lancaster... oh. A Lancaster! Lucrecia's eyes widened and her smile dropped. Not that she was unhappy now, no. Just that she was so shocked there was a Lancaster.
Just as the water grew hot enough, Lucrecia quickly set about a small cup. She would make a pot's worth soon enough, but she needed to get this cup ready. A Lancaster! How... amazing! Lucrecia knew about them, of course (who didn't?), but she had never seen one, much less had one drink her family's tea!
As soon as Lucrecia was finished with the humble cup, she ducked out from her hiding spot beneath the bar and rushed to the Lancaster's corner. She disregarded her typical floating walk; such times demanded urgency!
Composing herself upon arrival, Lucrecia bowed her head. "Madame, some tea, if it would please you," she said with forced neutrality painted across her face. Lucrecia bowed with her entire body this time before whisking her way away. She vowed to watch from behind the bar, observing exactly how a Lancaster would take her tea.
[[ Well that was... not fantastic.
POST NOTES (feel free to skip): If anyone is at all curious, I pictured the hat like the one Kylie Jenner was going to wear to the 2019 Met Gala. I have many opinions on that dress. Few are positive. Also no, I admittedly did not mention Lu's prosthetic before, but hey... at least I did now? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Of course, if you see any inaccuracies with how I described her experience wearing it, please let me know. I did a bit of Google research, but I would not be surprised if I missed or miswrote some fairly obvious stuff about wearing a prosthetic leg. I believe they normally have a fixed ankle, but I disregarded that because I liked her walking technique. Oh and that technique I took way too long describing for how Lucrecia is able to walk and make it seem like she is moving is from the Berezka Ensemble (I think that's what they're called). They are known for a sort of step that makes the women look like they are gliding across the floor. It's very impressive, definitely check it out on YouTube. (: It's a Russian dance technique, and while Lu is not Russian (I'm saying her family's culture closer to Polish culture, given her last name, although I got her first name from a Spanish show so we'll ignore that), it is too cool not to mention.
I have no idea if tea helps reduce the effects of alcohol, but Google says it does, so that Very Reliable Source™ will be my guide. ]]
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Post by Starchaser on Sept 30, 2020 21:16:51 GMT -5
{ So sorry about the wait, everyone, I know I'm holding this whole thing up. I am, as the kids say, straight up not having a good time. I'm abnormally busy this week, but also think I might have caught something so that's fun. Responses will hopefully be up this weekend at the latest. Sorry again, love y'all <3 }
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Post by Amber on Oct 2, 2020 20:13:13 GMT -5
( Starchaser, @shootforthestars Okay, I know it's been about a week so sorry about tat. I'll try to get something ip tonight. Though I have a 500 word essay due Sunday I haven't started on, but don't worry it's easy and I'll get it done this weekend. Anyway, I should have something up by Sunday. Sorry for the rambling.) |
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Post by Starchaser on Oct 2, 2020 20:19:19 GMT -5
{ Amber Don't worry about it! I'm really busy myself, but I am hoping to get responses up this weekend. Hope everyone's doing good <3 }
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Post by mossecho on Oct 3, 2020 12:15:51 GMT -5
[[ Hey everyone! Just wishing you all the best. Looks like we've all been having hectic weeks. Just letting you know that whenever your responses are up, it will probably take me about a week to respond. Maybe not, but that's generally the timeframe I'm expecting.
Also, Starchaser, sending all the virtual hugs to you. Hope things start to get better soon <3 ]]
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Post by Deleted on Oct 7, 2020 15:54:35 GMT -5
Hey everyone! Just checking in! I miss talking with y'all and now that's is October (spooky season is here my dudes) I look forward to some more Halloween shenanigans!  I hope everyone is well and life is slowly getting into a comfortable rhythm.) |
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Post by Starchaser on Oct 7, 2020 15:59:31 GMT -5
{ Hey! Nice to hear from you! I’m sorry I’ve been so absent lately, life has been a bit chaotic, but hopefully I’ll have a bit more time to get some responses up soon.
Also, I’m super excited for spooky season and finally some cooler weather! It would be totally cool if we could find a way to incorporate Halloween in the rp as well, but maybe that’s just me and my love of the spooky }
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Post by mossecho on Oct 7, 2020 16:48:55 GMT -5
[[ Hi everyone! Hope you're all doing well. I am totally on board for incorporating Halloween into this, esp. since this year it's going to be hella weird. Scarier than normal, of course, but for all the wrong reasons. Oh well, I'll have a lot of fun decorating anyways xD]]
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Post by Deleted on Oct 7, 2020 16:54:51 GMT -5
Y'all, y'all, Halloween is gonna be so spooky. There is going to be a rare, blue full moon on the 31st. Literally, the only thing we needed was for Halloween to be on a Friday so we could claim figurative Friday the 13th status. XD It would have been the trifecta. Oh well.
Still, I'm totally down. Maybe they can pass though an area in Sanctum that celebrates a form on it. I mean we have the werewolves and vampires and half ghosts. XD All we need are the costumes and haunted house and we're set.)
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Post by mossecho on Oct 7, 2020 17:54:27 GMT -5
[[ At least we will have it on Saturday, so that will be pretty interesting. There probably would have been a lot of partying and general trick-or-treating and the like if 2020 hadn't been so crazy.
I love the idea that the city's version of Halloween sounds so great! Maybe it could go back to the Chasm? Halloween is a bit about scaring off ghosts and the like, so perhaps this could be about scaring away bad spirits leftover from the Chasm or something of the sort. ]]
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Post by Starchaser on Oct 7, 2020 20:15:29 GMT -5
{ 2020 is not what I wanted when I said I was excited for the Roaring 20s Part 2. A disappointment if I've ever had one.
Anyways, that's a super good idea. Since all the Families were affected by the Cataclysm, it would make sense if they all celebrated a version of it, but each species has their own variation and traditions associated with it. If we wanted, we could have it happen on or near the rl day and the group sees how whatever Family they're around at the time celebrates it. Right now, I was imagining most of the stones would be scattered around the kingdom (cause I do really wanna explore the different nations), with maybe the last one or two + the stone the place they have to return the stones to outside the barrier.
I like the idea that they use it as a way to purge the land of bad magic and spirits. Maybe it could also be about remembering those who were lost in the disaster and appeasing souls and/or helping those remaining pass on to the afterlife. I'll definitely have to come up with more ideas later. }
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Post by Deleted on Oct 8, 2020 15:03:47 GMT -5
At least it's almost over. Only two more full months and we can put 2020 behind us. I would love to have it happen closer to Halloween with everyone seeing the different traditions. I think it would be fun if the day was about remembering those who died in the in the disaster and warding off any lurking spirits that are still around because of the whole ordeal. Kind of like a "just move on PLEASE. I know you are the angry great-great-great-great-great-great-grandpa of my long lost neighbor, but you need to chill out." Maybe for some, it could be that lighthearted while others are actually moving into homes that are still plagued with irate spirits that can only cross for that one night. ) |
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Post by mossecho on Oct 10, 2020 17:48:35 GMT -5
[[ At least in comparison to 2020 the rest of the 20s should be roaring (hopefully, knock on wood)... going outside regularly will be quite something.
I like the combination of using the time to remember their ancestors and scare away bad spirits. Like a mix of Día de los Muertos and Halloween, I suppose? ]]
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I made his coding already, if anyone's interested. I might make a section just for us to keep coding on the extras page. }
I hope everyone is well and life is slowly getting into a comfortable rhythm.)