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The sun was beginning to set and the temperature was shifting into a somewhat cooler breeze. However, she was unable to appreciate the small change in the weather in her current condition. In the aftermath of running into an old acquaintance earlier that day, she found herself struggling to even stand against the reception desk. A seemingly small argument had somehow led to a bloody and violent encounter. The attack had left her severely weakened and it had taken most of her remaining energy to just make it back to the inn and sloppily patch herself up. The last thing that she needed was a second-hand infection, her human form was unable to heal itself the same way that original form was. A thick bandage was wrapped around most of her arm and covered her torn and ripped skin, she had managed to slow down the bleeding but she was unable to stop it entirely. She figured that she could just switch out the bandage when the blood began to seep through. Her bottom lip had been scratched and had begun to bruise in the short time that it had taken her to get back to safety.
Lorelei lifted her head from behind the desk at the sound of the clattering wind chime, an indication that someone had come through the front door. âMy dearest apologies but this establishment is currently not accepting any new guests----â It would be hard enough managing and upkeeping the inn on her own in her current state without the stress of taking care of another guest. She wasnât fond of having to turn someone away but she just couldnât handle another person at the moment when there still so many things that she needed to do; the windowns needed to be wiped down, the garden needed to be raked and looked after, meals had to be prepped and distruputed throughout the building to the rest of the guests, etc.Â
âAh...? Itâs just you...what are you doing here? Did you try calling? The phone has been acting up a little these days and I havenât found the time to call in someone to fix itâ She was a little surprised when she turned her attention back to them and found out the person was someone that she knew and not a stranger. She was also a little self consious regarding how roughed up she looked, she would have preferred to have them not seeing her like that. It was embarrasing and shameful.
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Video log #1: Min Yoongi: Was it really his choice to retire?
âIs the camera on?â Yoongi asked as he looked at the camera with a slight smirk. A muffled voice could be heard in the back ground, affirming this was being recorded. âHello, this is Min Yoongi of Daegu Town. This is Suga of BTS. I am recording this message to give you all a request.â He smiled softly as he checked his appearance in the mirror. Yoongi adjusted his hair and stepped slightly closer to the low budget camera, smiling at the possible person or people behind the camera. âYou guys being; ARMY, our fans, my fans, the press. Everyone, except for a select few who know where to find meâŚ.â he paused with a smirk, sliding off his jacket to reveal the inked skin that covered his ams. His tattoos that he had covered for seven years, with expensive makeup. He held his arms out in an open and pleading gesture as he looked up into the camera. âI wish to ask you to allow me the favour of retirement. Youâ probably dont understand why I would want to do this at such a young age, but those who i have spoken to about it understand. Thanks to the hard work and support of my friends⌠no, family; the members of BTS, I have destroyed every goal I have ever set for myself. I have achieved, again and again, what I didnt think was possible. So I want to stop. I want to frame the last seven years of my life. Exactly as they were, with every tear and laugh. And i want to keep that experience in my heart and mind as the time I was a musician. I will still help the boys with production and perform underground as Agustd, but no longer as a paid performer.â He smiled, his eyes slightly tearful as he stepped back to bow deeply, sliding down to his knees and resting his forehead lightly on the floor.
Min Yoongi got to his feet and approached the camera with a warm smile âDo not be angry or sad, who knows, perhaps you will be my neigubour or see me in the streets and you could meet me as Min Yuungi, the retired musician and we could become friends and get to know one another.
Please respect my decision as my own and do not let it influence your love and support towards my family, the other members of BTS, BTS as a whole, the company or anyone else.
Thank you. â he bowed to the camera one final time and the video shut off to reveal the stunned faced of the news anchors.
âThat was a video of Min Yoongi AKA Suga of BTS that, was found in an unmarked envelope in BTSâs mailbox earlier this morning, the agency has yet to give their thoughts and opinions on the matter and netizens are only discovering this live. Until then, back to Moon Namhyuk, withe the weatherâŚâ
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The following are longer (multiple events/activities + time jumps + etc) threads that Iâd like to have. If youâre interested, feel free to PM or like this post, if youâre too shy to send the first message and Iâll PM you and we can plot something out. The activities included are mere suggestions and can be added/removed as we plot together to better fit your muse.
[1]Â Lorelei is throwing/hosting her own Halloween party at the inn and has enlisted the help of your muse. This thread will begin at the start of the day/morning and will end sometime in the middle of the night (we can plot out whether your muse spends the night or not) Activities can/will include the following: shopping for last minute decorations, carving pumpkins, baking spooky treats, decorating the inn, handing out candies to the local children, getting into costumes for the night, jamming out to spooky jams and marathoning scary films, etc.
[2] Lorelei and your muse spending the evening at the local fair/festival; gorging themselves on fried snacks, playing with sparklers, winning/losing at those play to win prize booths, getting lost in a funhouse/maze, taking pictures with those cutout boards where you put your face inside, have their palms read etc.
[3] Lorelei and your muse celebrating the beginning of autumn by going on a camping trip (can span over a few days depending on your preference); road trip with pitstops to pick up more snacks and sightseeing, putting up a tent, campfire with toasted marshmallows and booze, hiking, fishing, swimming, have a picnic, etc.
[4] Lorelei has never been outside of her small little town. Your muse invites her to spend the week with them in the city. Has the potential of being a pen pal-ish thread as well; shopping sprees/buying souvenirs, train rides, visiting museums/amusement parks, trying baked goods and different cafes, homecooked meals, pizza and bowling/roller skating, etc.
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 Theoretically speaking the talismans could have belonged to anyone. There was at least a dozen of exorcists in the surrounding area that first came to mind when she had initially gotten tangled up in the trap. However, there was a particular individual that stood out more than the rest; a man who was somehow despised by human and supernatural beings alike. He was a calculative and cruel character that seemed to have no sympathy nor empathy for anyone else in the world for some reason. She had seen him in passing and had heard various rumors regarding his ruthlessness which filled her heart with anxiety and fear. Whether she managed to escape or not, he was sure to find out of her presence in the forest and would soon come searching for her.
âDo not come any closerâ Lorelei warned them as they approached her. In her earlier years of being alive, she would have accepted their aid without question but time has both hurt and matured her into knowing better. Her usual soft and welcoming demeanor were replaced with cautious and mistrustful behavior. There were few people who wouldnât take advantage of the situation at hand. Sure, he had undone the talismans and claimed he was there to help but she had been down similar roads in the past and she didnât want to stick around for when he decided to use her for his own benefit.
Despite the fact that she was a rather powerful creature, constantly being in her human form was both physically and mentally draining and often left her weakened and worn out after some time. If she were forced to flee the scene on foot, sheâd most likely struggle to transition between forms. She hadnât spent enough time in the water to fully recover. But it wasnât like she could stick around much either, now that she had caught their attention. âDo not come any closer, child of manâ She repeated herself, making the assumption that they were a mere mortal with spiritual powers. âIâll eat you...â She tried to scare them away with a threat that she didnât plan on keeping for her kind were not the carnivorous type but she hoped that it would scare them enough to send them away.
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âI never understand how you can eat this type of candy! Itâs too sour!â Lilian tried to chew on the sour candy, yet couldnât help but to frown while doing so.
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âArenât they just the oddest little creations?â Lorelei exclaimed excitedly as she showed off her newfound treasure. She had been gifted the large bag of candies by a young group of students that had checked out earlier that morning. The candies were inexplicably sour and burned the tip of her tongue but the excitement of receiving a gift caused her to overlook those factors.
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 Lorelei had long accepted the fact that she was never truly going to be human. That no matter how hard she tried to blend in their world that she had learned to love so much, sheâd never be accepted for what she actually was. The cracked and permanently damaged skin that coated her back and the missing fragments of her tail reminded her of that bittersweet fact every day; the cruelty of mankind. And yet for some reason, she was unable to stop herself from longing to be apart of it all. In her mind, being lonely was several times more painful than what any human could do to her.
The bright moonlight reflected against the remaining pieces of her tail and a thick mist-like fog surrounded the pond. With the beginning of fall approaching and the shift in weather, the temperature of the water had dropped significantly since her last visit. It was much cooler than what she had grown accustomed to and she wasnât fond of the sudden change. But there wasnât much choice at this point, there were very few water sources that were big enough for her to revert back to her original form and stay within close distance of the inn. She preferred not to leave her business unattended for too long if she could help it.
The mermaid ran her fingertips through the various small tangles in her hair before using its length to cover her exposed chest. It was a new habit that she had picked up recently; it seemed that humans were more sensitive to others seeing their naked bodies. She didnât quite understand their ways at times but she wanted to fit in after-all. Lost in a cycle of scattered and disjointed thoughts, she hardly noticed when her tail found itself entangled in a web of paper-based talismans. It was the sharp pain of the talismans squeezing and tightening around her tail that caught her attention and it seemed the more that she struggled, the worse the situation became. She found herself desperately clawing at the paper-like material and flailing in the water like a scared child. Â
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[+] This individual is the part-timer responsible for delivering/driving back the supplies that she orders from the city and the small maintenance around the inn. Doesnât have to live in the countryside but will most likely have to spend some nights outside of town and be willing/not mind traveling back and forth. [ M || F || NB || OPEN]
[+] This individual spent a large portion of their vacations/holidays at the inn with their family when they were a child/younger. They would have been dotted and spoiled by her when she was able to pull away from her work duties. Theyâve returned on their own as an adult and are in for a little nostalgia trip.[There is no specific age requirement for this plot but older/middle-aged muses highly encouraged] [ M || F || NB || OPEN]
[+] This individual is an exorcist/hunter-esque type person with a strong dislike/borderline hate toward supernatural creatures. Theyâre a regular at the inn and a major disturbance to the peace and balance that she tries to keep between her human/non-human guests. Theyâre constantly harming her guests and damaging her property in their pursuits. [ M || F || NB || OPEN]
[+] This individual is an avid traveler and her most cherished friend/guest. She doesnât charge them for any of their stays/trips and has been known to sneak a couple of extra souvenirs in their bag before they leave for their next adventure. Having lived her entire life (several centuries worth) in the same old countryside forest, sheâs completely and utterly fascinated by their stories and their lifestyle and because of that, theyâre treated like a VIP whenever they visit. [ M || F || NB || OPEN]