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(Idv has to put out a statement soon PLEASE I can’t believe it)
“ Eye-catching is a fitting word. However... “
Hey Emma do you know why the hell ember has puppets that look like you and why he spars you every match you have with him?
re: your tags
see the fun thing about florian being a fire investigator is that he STARTS THE FIRES HIMSELF. its a two in one package deal!
( WHAA BAHAHA.. i just love the cast of arsonists building up! )
Hey Emma, don't you think Florian look familiar?
" I can't put a finger on it... But Mister Brand does look familiar, doesn't he? Like a comfortable presence! "
*gives you a music box. when the key is turned, a mechanical flower opens up on the top in time with the music.*
" Ah!- Miss Reznik? What is this? "
[ The gardener watches as the anonymous robot starts to turn the key. A calm tune plays, and as the flower spins- Emma stares mesmerized as she takes it into her own hands. ]
" It's so pretty. Hehe- was this yours and Miss Zelle's doing? "
" I hope you don't mind if I keep it for a bit. Thank you. "
Do you dream? If you do, what is it like?
(( OMGGGG Your art about Kurt and Emma bonding is really cute. Make me thinking about them also doing thing like that back in WSSA day
[ YESS I really like to think if the timeline permits, Kurt was a beacon of hope for Lisa. Kurt has a knack for story telling which is a huge entertainment in the despairful place of WSSA. His instigation of escaping WSSA (2025 Kurt's B-day letter) makes me also think that he was a huge inspiration for Lisa escaping for the first time- or atleast he was a factor.
If Kurt told Lisa about all these wonderful adventures, she's bound to be influenced.
I also like to think sometimes, Emma has dreams about going on adventures- even if she doesn't remember who told her them. She likes sharing these dreams with Kurt, who chips in with his own similar story, and he expands it to a wonderful tale. Her dreamful demeanor and his adventurous nature pairs well ^^ I hope they have a better time in the manor than at WSSA, but I like the idea of them being friends no matter the place ]
*KNOCK Knock knockknockknockkno—*
Mister Valden, are you in there?! Emily told me she hasn’t seen you all day! And— there’s an alarming amount of cats running around!..
You didn’t turn into one… did you? It couldn’t be!
*there’s some scrambling noises outside the door— and a very agitated meow*
"Hello?" Edgar's voice is clearly annoyed, especially as the knocking continues. Then, of course, he listens to what Emma is saying. "A day isn't that long... and no, of course I didn't—" He grumbles, before opening the door, though a "Agh— Maple, I know someone's there, don't leave, I don't want to have to find you—" can be heard.
And then, there he is, the door open, cat ears on his beret, kitten in hand. He's frozen for a moment, looking at Emma. "...It's a long story. If you decide to come in, watch your step. They're faster than you think, and you will trip over them if you aren't careful."
[ The gardener blinked in surprise. It was hard to take the situation serious, with the usual annoyed expression of the painter juxtaposing the small kitten, carefully cradled in his hands. Maple, was that its name? She was prepared to scold him; yet, as she stared— notably at the .. cat ears on his beret— her eyes lit up in awe. ]
“ So cute!! “
[ In an instant, Edgar was pushed back in his room with Emma reaching above his newly catified ears. ]
“ A story? Is it this you’ve been keeping to yourself? Mister Valden, this is too precious to keep secret! If this is, the real you like Mister Diruse, Emma will support you! “
[ Pet pet pet— ]
It is, in fact, very hard to take seriously. Especially when Edgar is annoyed as he always is, and especially when he has suddenly become a little bit of a catboy. Maple. A name he remembered from his past, and a name of trees which create sweet syrup and bright leaves. (Ah, naming the kittens was hard, finding something that felt right when he couldn't tell if he knew them.)
Still, as Emma fawned over the kitten, he fell into a soft smile. "Yes, she is. She nuzzles into my open hand quite often, and goodness knows she has crawled onto my chest when I go to bed. She's definitely one of the more social of the group..."
It did not take long for Edgar to process the gesture, and to flinch in response, which led to Maple clawing him in a desperate attempt to hold on before fleeing into Edgar's room. Somewhere in the pillow maze. His expression, while very tense, and leaning into something even more angry than the typical annoyance, had a tinge of fear, with wide eyes and with a wavering voice, cat ears laying back flat.
"I-! No, I didn't ask for this! I just woke up and it... I don't know! D-don't touch me!" His arms raised up protectively, crossed high, as he looked around himself, then back at Emma, though not quite making eye contact, instead landing slightly past, as if to the hallway in case he needs to run.
Perhaps the gardener had gotten ahead of herself.
The mixture of excitement from the new furry companions and the painter's smile had led her to forget about the temperment of the man before her- much less, the unspoken rules when interacting with him.
" Mister Valden... " she starts, but her mouth closes shortly after, making her fall quiet. She takes a meager step backward. Noticing his darted eyes, she averts her own, leading her gaze down towards the new cut on the painter's arm.
" Emma won't touch!- Promise! I just- you... Emma didn't mean to startle you. " Her worries grew as she saw the irritated skin beneath his sleeve, something that the painter was clearly not looking at, or atleast, something he didn't seem that alerted by. Didn't that hurt? " Are you... alright?- " Her voice comes out with caution, hushed-- like a much quieter tone in comparison to before.
Opinions on magive and drugs?
" Off limits... "
[ The gardener collapses right then and there. ]
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ASKBOX RE-OPENED!
Quick note: I ask that any RP interactions for now go to @imaginearson
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Kurt reads a story to Emma in the garden please??
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First Commission In Vgen!
it has been a good while since I drew in this art style but WAAAHHHH~ thanks to my beautiful wife/p @imaginearson for commission me! I got so happy I made it as fast as I could🥹✨
\\ SO SCRUMPTIOUS SO YUMMY SO HAPPY BRO IM GONNA TAKE THIS TO MY GRAVE!!!!!!!!! GRAHHHHHHHHHH \\
Soooooo Emma what are you doing for Mother’s day?
" I don't remember my mother... I have no reason to celebrate it, which goes for a few more in the manor. "
*KNOCK Knock knockknockknockkno—*
Mister Valden, are you in there?! Emily told me she hasn’t seen you all day! And— there’s an alarming amount of cats running around!..
You didn’t turn into one… did you? It couldn’t be!
*there’s some scrambling noises outside the door— and a very agitated meow*
"Hello?" Edgar's voice is clearly annoyed, especially as the knocking continues. Then, of course, he listens to what Emma is saying. "A day isn't that long... and no, of course I didn't—" He grumbles, before opening the door, though a "Agh— Maple, I know someone's there, don't leave, I don't want to have to find you—" can be heard.
And then, there he is, the door open, cat ears on his beret, kitten in hand. He's frozen for a moment, looking at Emma. "...It's a long story. If you decide to come in, watch your step. They're faster than you think, and you will trip over them if you aren't careful."
[ The gardener blinked in surprise. It was hard to take the situation serious, with the usual annoyed expression of the painter juxtaposing the small kitten, carefully cradled in his hands. Maple, was that its name? She was prepared to scold him; yet, as she stared— notably at the .. cat ears on his beret— her eyes lit up in awe. ]
“ So cute!! “
[ In an instant, Edgar was pushed back in his room with Emma reaching above his newly catified ears. ]
“ A story? Is it this you’ve been keeping to yourself? Mister Valden, this is too precious to keep secret! If this is, the real you like Mister Diruse, Emma will support you! “
[ Pet pet pet— ]
(Idv-thespians) “ah, ms woods. It’s nice to be able to talk to you.” From Liam
[ The gardener smiled and took a few steps closer to admire the pose before her. It was like meeting an idol!- Not that she saw his plays. But still, this hunter didn’t seem so scary… ]
“ Likewise, Emma’s heard all about The Fallen Star from Mr. Monroe. Oh! And all the talk among the residents! Hehe- it’s nice to finally meet the one who caused such an uproar. “
Unlike most hunters, Liam seemed to be far friendlier. He towered over her, but yet, it didn’t feel like he was oppressing her space, even the sun seemed to shine favourably on him. Emma was a veteran at the manor, and Liam was definitely less accustomed to the manor than she was. At least he seems to be doing well.
“Oh? Is that so? Well, I hope most of the talk was favourable.”
Being famous came with its drawbacks, both in life and death. Liam learnt not to ponder too long on what others might say behind his back.
“It seems you already know me, but it would be rude not to introduce myself. I’m Liam, and you must be Emma?”
[ The gardener winced at a high-screech coming from the hunter. There was no name “Liam” heard from the survivor’s point of view. Only an “I’m ——“, and the rest so forth. She seemed shocked to hear her own name being called so casually from the hunter’s voice, but by deduction with it, she assumed what he was trying to say earlier: an introduction. ]
“ My name is Emma Woods, the gardener! I couldn’t catch what you said earlier, but you are quite considerate, Mr… “
[ Her smile falters for a second as she glances around for a way to bypass this obstacle. ]
“ Mr. Star! “ [ She gleams, looking proud. ]
“ Emma heard someone say otherwise, that Mr. Star could be quite the… ‘impatient’..? ‘Impulsive’? ‘Angry’? “
[ her words grow uncertain as she lists them. ]
“ but I’m glad it’s not true after-all! “
Liam quietly looked at Emma, patiently waiting for the survivor to collect herself. It wasn’t an unusual reaction for a survivor to need time to collect themselves in front of a hunter. Panic gripped Emma’s expression, with Liam watching with concern. Did he startle her so much? He thought he made a rather friendly introduction. Different strokes for different folks, he assumed…
At his newly acquired “nickname”, Liam smiled initially amusement, a stifled chuckle emerging from his lips. “Mr Star? Well, I believe it’s a nice nickname.”
At Emma’s next words, Liam blinked in confusion, or disbelief. A disappointed “Oh…” left his lips…
—Yikes! It wasn’t too late for her to run- a pallet was nearby, surely Liam wouldn’t be able to catch u-
“Ahaha, I can’t… think of anyone I could’ve offended… but I’m glad you think otherwise.” He scratched the back of his head, chuckling awkwardly in response. “I hope I didn’t scare you too much.”
Liam knew his words were a lie, he could conceive of one person who would’ve spoken of him in such foul light.
… and yet he couldn’t blame him.
[ That disappointed 'oh' froze her breath. A sudden shift in the air made it difficult to stand idly, knowing without a doubt the Gardener mentioned something that shouldn't had been spoken. She almost ran. Almost. Afterall, his pauses made it clear he was lying... ]
[ No- don't think like that! ]
" Should I be scared? "
[ The gardener blinks up at Liam before she sets her palm against his cane. She stares at it for a bit. ]
" It's scary to think about you attacking us... But, you haven't done anything like that! Emma hates it when people lie. That's why Emma was so happy to meet you, now for sure-! I'm sure, we can prove the rest of them wrong Mister Star! "
[ She takes out a small communicator. ]
" Will you come meet my friends? "
