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Isola Affiliated Original Character 

[gemposter]

Anniliese Grayce Caffalle

24 years old. Scorpio. Gemologist. Insatiable Thrill-Seeker.

The extrovert that will drag your introverts everywhere.

She is so dramatic. Needlessly dramatic. Hopelessly dramatic. You’ll question if there’s a brain inside her skull dramatic.

VERY high energy and VERY cheerful. The best love language is being irritating.

Her favorite game to play is two truths and a lie. She only lies.

Obsessed with adventure and horror. Fear is its own thrill. Sometimes.

She can keep a conversation going with most personality types, BUT SHE HAS A WEAKNESS FOR BRUTALLY HONEST GRUMPS OR BAD AT LYING, GOOD-NATURED LOSERS. She will not admit to this.

Infuriatingly competitive and ambitious. Loves to learn new things.

Her speech styles may tend to fluctuate, purposely so, as she tends to alter her personality to whatever she deems fit for the conversation at hand. Asking her to “simply be herself” won’t help to change this … and it’s not necessarily because she refuses to listen to you. Anniliese struggles with grasping a personal identity outside of the lying conwoman her mother taught her to be.

A little bit obsessed with the concept of immortality. Needs to find a fulfilling life purpose.

Cute but a lil self destructive :/ Has some deep-seated anger issues buried beneath ten layers of forced optimism. :/

Has a puppy! He will eat your shoes!

[toxhio]

@gemposter​​ | starter call

Two servings for a price of three. It sounded like a good deal at first until he has two foam bowls of tteokbokki in his hands and lesser dust than he should have. But he’s not going to take the blame this time. The street vendor was very charismatic and expressed her words in the most compelling manner. Toshio can understand why she never had a problem paying for her space at Star Trail. You know what, good for her. So what if he just got scammed? She probably needs the money more than he does and who is he to deprive her of what she needs? 

Still, the situation leaves him with one too many tteokbokki and he’s not the type to eat more than his body needs. He just had a quick craving but there’s no way he’ll be able to finish all this on his own. 

He looks around the busy street until his gaze settles on the nearest girl standing nearby. She looks like she’s just happy to be here. Kind of reminds him of some of the people walking into his clinic in high spirits despite their sickly puppy whimpering in its cage. 

❝Want some free tteokbokki?❞ He offers her, idly lifting the bowl to her direction.  ❝Two servings for a price of three, is what the vendor said. But I just realized I didn’t hear her right. It’d be a waste to throw this away.❞

[gemposter]

Another day, another adventure. Today’s adventure mostly consisted of trying to master a few games that caught her eye while wandering along the boardwalk. But after several unfortunate failures that left her in an equally unfortunate mood, Annie decided to retreat to a neighboring ward, using the cool off time to come up with some strategies. Or... stare up at the sky, lose herself to the land of daydreams, which seemed to have become a far more effective use of her time, even long after she arrived at the Star Trail and indulged in a couple treats. 

She was bored.

That is, of course, until she was approached by a stranger bearing a gift and a story behind it. 

Anniliese doesn’t try to hide her snicker. A part of her would like to speak up about how bad his luck must be, to have approached her of all people with such brazen honesty... but her little voice of reason sways Annie to hold her tongue. Why chase off what could very well be the entertainment she needed for the day?

“Ah, got you with the number switch trick, did they? I’ve been in your shoes twice.” She accepts his gift, hardly the sort to turn down free food, though spends a few seconds inspecting it like there could be something wrong with it. But that wasn’t the case at all. Tteokbokki? She’s never heard of such a dish, but it looks close enough to pasta that she’s willing to give it to try.

“Well, thank you for sharing! At least it smells good enough to somewhat justify the hefty price! Ah-- we should find somewhere to sit down! Wouldn’t want to drop these.” She makes sure that she’s insistent, gesturing for him to follow while she begins to walk off in a completely random direction, not really sure where she’s heading.

[gemposter]

chuchelo​:

Of course she found a way to stall.  He was going to be stuck with her all day at this point!  Crow begrudgingly went to retrieve her apple juices at the table she’d been sitting at previously.  He unceremoniously clanked both glasses to the table – although gently enough that they didn’t break or spill, he wasn’t going to deal with that on top of this already bizarre encounter.

He was startled by her question as he returned to the table; people usually waved off his inane comments about his various TV, movie, and game memorabilia.  She was going to regret opening this line of conversation as he gave her a rather smug answer.

“Aha, there’s no luck involved at all!  They were being sold at a specific event at a convention I went to.  It cost $500 to get into the event, but it was worth it to meet all the actors!  And then these pins were being sold at $700 a pop, but it was a mad rush to get them.  Now they’re selling them online for over $3k!  I managed to snag one of the last ones, so I’m pretty proud of this purchase.”  He puffed up his chest, as if spending $1.2k all for a pin was something she should be envying.

She seizes the opportunity, finishing her cake while he brags about his spendthrift tendencies. All that money for something so tiny and fragile. What a strange man. But perhaps what’s stranger is how Anniliese nods along at Scarecrow’s nonsense, like his words make perfect sense. 

 “So you wear the pin around because it’s rare and expensive. In other words, it’s a trophy.” She points out. Then, setting her fork down, she taps at one of the (many) jewels embedded in her outfit. These jewels, a bright reddish-pink, could be mistaken for rubies to anyone that knew their jewels. Well, if not for the fact that they had a faint, otherworldly glow to them. “See these? I’m the very same!” 

She could go on to explain, but what has Anniliese curiouser (and as result, nosier) was a single key detail from Crow’s previous answer--purchase. Unlike Annie, he didn’t come across his trophies by stealing them. He had actually purchased them. And so, grabbing one of the two drinks, she wonders aloud.. 

 “Do you come from a rich family, Lucky?” She the begins chugging the first glass of applejuice like she’s getting paid to finish it in under 10 seconds.

[the-schemiest-crook-around]

@gemposter​ asked “That coat isn’t real fur, is it?”

“Alright, alright! You caught me. You have quite the eye for this sort of thing, color me impressed. Though this is good stuff. Feel it, as authentic as can be. Eh? Pretty good, right?”

He blew a puff of smoke before continuing. 

“For having such a good eye, I’ll give you a deal. 40% off on this, and 20% on future deals. Even if it’s not the real thing, I pride myself on the quality of my wares. You won’t be disappointed. We have a deal?” 

[gemposter]

“Mm. No~pe. My heart isn’t quite set on any of this. I simply wondered for how long you’d argue your fur’s authenticity, but you didn’t put up a fight at all!” 

She swipes the coat anyway, feeling the faux fur against her cheek. Ugh, if only he were selling a faux fur blanket, then maybe...

“I don’t have a good eye as much as I have a good intuition, by the way!” Not even that. “My mother taught me that anytime you don’t know whether or not something is as real as it’s claimed to be, you should question all that you can about it! Someone who’s really worth their salt can tell you everything you need to know about it. Of course, there’s also the chance they’re just exceptionally good at spinning a tale!”

Or maybe buy a coat so big it practically makes itself into a blanket... 

“Hey, mister, hey, you should try spinning a story of your own! This coat isn’t real fur, is it?” 

[justmorerpmemes]

Very Vague Starters

“So would you like to explain… this?”

“The thing… yes this thing. The thing of which I’m not stalling about.”

“What is that?”

“Uhhh hi, how are you? In this current point and time?”

“Doing alright, you know… meh and all that.”

“If you don’t want to talk about it, fine, but something should be done about it.”

“I heard something…”

“Alright well that was ominous and disconcerting.”

“Do you ever feel like we’re just existing?”

“Could you get off?”

“Hmmm… no I don’t want to do that.”

“We starting today with a game of twenty questions?”

“That’s a face you’re making. I don’t know what it’s called but you’re making it.”

“Saw that. Can’t hide that from me.”

“That could mean literally anything. Can I buy an adjective or something?”

“I don’t have the words to describe what this is but you’ll know when you see it.”

“All you got was unpleasant and was most likely the obvious problem in the room?

“Well that’s it, we’re lost.”

“Are you so tired that you ran out of a vocabulary?”

“Just… shh it’s a thing with… another thing on it… it’s yellow… I think.”

“I know someone. A ‘guy’ so to speak.”

“Huh, I didn’t know there was cute to be found.”

“Aren’t you… a person. An interesting person.”

“You’ll probably have to make me.”

“Me? Being dramatic? Nooooo.”

[justmorerpmemes]

Send me ‘Odd Affection’ and I’ll tell you an unconventional sign of affection from my muse!

It can be romantic, platonic, familial, don’t matter. All kinds of affection here, not just for ships, but all the happy affection feelings! LET THE FLUFF RISE.

[gemposter]

@ladanssemacabre​ "Can’t sleep?” SEND ME “CAN’T SLEEP?” TO HAVE A TIRED CONVERSATION WITH MY MUSE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT [ACCEPTING]

"Back where I’m from, night and day weren’t indicators for when I should sleep and wake. Even here, my bad habits seem to have carried over . . . 

“Not that I’ve made an effort to change this habit, mind you. I’m productive in the nighttime, so how am I to hate it? Are you the same way, Sir Knight?”

[ghstmemes]

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I watched a large ant and a small ant fight over a piece of poison bait today. Truly no winners there.

You ever finish your day and realize your shirts been backward the whole time…? Yeah. Me too.

So, lemme get this straight, there are people for whom regular social interaction is… easy?

Ex’s be like, “I’m over you,” then go date a knock off version of you.

How old were you when the guitar hero crowd booed at you for trying your best?

I forgive myself for the way I let people treat me when i didn’t know any better.

There’s always gonna be someone that doesn’t like you, don’t let It bother you.

What is procrastination, if not relaxation persevering?

Sorry I didn’t text you back, I wasn’t in the mood to exist.

Just saw a raccoon pop its head out of a storm drain like Pennywise and it’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me.

That awkward moment when someone calls you sweetie.

Dreams do come true if you believe, but you have to make your move.

Sometimes waiting for the weekend is better than the weekend itself.

A sign you are a grown up is when you realize, school is actually more fun than work.

Don’t fall in love. It’s bad.

3 words 8 letters, “I got food.”

That awkward moment when you get mad at someone, slam the door, then you realize you forgot something, so you have to go back.

Admit it. You love the songs that describe exactly what you are feeling.

I really don’t care about the party. I only came for free food.

I stay up late every night, regret it in the morning, and the next day I do it all over again.

Never apologize for saying what you feel. That’s like saying sorry for being real.

Is it possible to party alone?

Imagine if it was possible to find out everyone who secretly had a crush on you.

Beauty gets the attention but personality gets the heart.

[horrificmemes]

Send me “Can’t sleep?” to have a tired conversation with my muse in the middle of the night.

[gemposter]

chuchelo​:

Crow relaxed as she took her finger off the stupid watergun’s trigger.  A short moment of respite, but a necessary one.  He squinted as she pondered whether she’d actually improved or not; part of him wonders if she really was doing so poorly in the first place – maybe she was just insane and torturing random citizens.

“Eh?!  Me?!  Lucky?!  If I were lucky then you wouldn’t be choking me to death with various liquids.”  He folded his arms but quirked an eyebrow at her offer to win him a bear.  He had been desperately trying to win one himself anyway.  Was that embarrassing for a girl to win it for him?  Probably, but he wasn’t going to worry about it.

“Fine, I guess I don’t–” he recoiled as she shot his lapel pin, “–AH, DON’T!  This is a limited edition lapel!  They only made 50 of them!”  Crow frantically dried it with his sleeve; he placed one hand on top of it to protect it from further assaults.  “It’s made of metal.  The last thing I need is this rusting when I have no way to get another one.”  He quickly pushed his chair back and stood up.

“Let’s go get Sir Bearicus, or Excalibear, or whatever weird name you’re going to call it.  We’ll test your theory that I’m lucky.”  From his point of view he was quite unlucky, but the thought of bringing home one of those dumb bears was tantalizing.

Thrilled to have him so easily swept along by her whims, she stands with him with renewed energy. “FANTASTIC! Let’s-!”

She pauses suddenly, as if realizing something. Slowly, her eyes roam down to what remains of her cake, her expensive cake, and sits. “Wait until I’ve finished my cake.” Another pause. “And applejuice..es. Plural. Can you bring those to me, pretty please?” She immediately stuffs her face with cake, as if to say 'I’m too busy to do it myself!!’ If it makes Crow feel any better, she’s abandoned the watergun. For now.

And then, after that mouthful has been swallowed and the second-to-last bite is stabbed into her fork, Annie brings up a new topic. Curious. 

“What’s so special about it?” She points at the space between her collarbones, where Crow’s lapel pin is stuck on him. “There’s only 50, as you said, and yet you somehow came into possession of one. How lucky of you.” 

[gemposter]

olympusadmin​:

He gives her a deadpan look, one that speaks of how tired he already is from this conversation. So she is one of those people, isn’t she. the type that he wouldn’t hesitate to smite for daring to speak to the heavens themselves. 

 “Do you wish to be a bother and get smited. I can surely arrange that when the next lightning storm comes.”  

when he sees her on a thunderstorm, she’s dead. 

That wasn’t the answer she was hoping for, but Annie’s no quitter! She waves her hand at him, as if she really thought he’d forgotten to answer her question! 

“Well I certainly can’t bring ANY doctor or surgeon here if that’s the attitude you’re going to have!! I understand you are wounded, sir, but being in pain is no excuse to take it out on someone you don’t even know! You’re retail’s worst nightmare!” 

So the old man has some sort of lightning manipulating magic? She takes note of that. 

[gemposter]

ladanssemacabre​:

“Death trap…?” This girl is truly filled with amusing comments. Next she’s going to comment on the strange smell.

“I suppose the metal could become hot,” he admits. “Though temperature is no issue to me.” He’s not about to divulge everything to her, it’s quite frankly none of her business. People ogle at his… condition enough as is upon finding out, and he’s sure she’ll make a field day out of him if he concedes enough. He’ll give only as much as needed. “…I might try your egg trick someday, though.”

“Ahh..” she nods, simply accepting his answer for what it is. He’s from another world. An alien. Who was she to doubt his immunities? Besides, it was a good answer. Rich with opportunity. She definitely wanted to hang around for the egg trick!! 

“Sooo.. are these,” She moves on, trying to poke at the two skulls that decorate his cape, IF he’ll let her. “Like an aesthetic thing, a trophy thing, or a sentimental thing?” She leans in to observe them closer, despite having absolutely zero professional knowledge on.. bones. “Are they real?”

[capostar]

 “Leave me be mortal. I desire no company to soothe this wound.” On his heart. but standing there all day, looking upon the sky as if awaiting answers. Awaiting statements, there seems to be nothing there. Was there no chaos here? he wonders about the mothership, its ability to travel space beyond. With him gone, would it be controlled, contained?

@gemposter​

[gemposter]

All she’d done was walk up to the stranger. With the intention to bother him, of course. . . but she hadn’t put in the effort yet!!!

But hey! She could work with this too!

“You’re wounded!? I-I don’t see any blood!! Unless that means you’re bleeding from the inside.. that’s worse, right!? Should I find a doctor!? A SURGEON!? I know a little bit about nursing, I think, from this book I read once, so I can-! STOP LOOKING AT THE SKY! THE HEAVENS WON’T CLAIM YOU YET, SIR! Quick--how many fingers am I holding up!” She throws him a peace sign, plus thumb.

[bigdippertalent]

YOU’RE CORDIALLY INVITED TO—

Autumn is just about finally here and I, Okina Matara, have magnanimously decided to yet again pay back all my shining stars and those who cheer them on with another festival. This time, I’ll be offering you all a divine otsukimi— bringing the brilliance of fall to a forefront in this spectacular moon-viewing festival!

What Is It?

The Hidden Fall Otsukimi is meant to be a gathering meant for one to indulge themselves in the splendors of the autumnal season while basking underneath the glow of the moon.

There will be food stands featuring traditional autumn food such as sweet potatoes, mushroom skewers, season fruits and nuts (such as persimmons and chestnuts), grilled fish, oden and more— along with various stalls to participate in games to win prizes, such as goldfish scooping, (toy) gun shooting, ring tossing, and so on.

In addition, there’ll be various stalls to purchase festive objects, such as masks and the like. Residents of Spirale are more than welcome to set up shop with permission from Big Dipper Talent, with a 10% tax on profits. We currently are partnered with Fire & Iron, but welcome any other local merchants to partake.

There will also be a small stage where a handful of our performers— including Troupe Master Grimm and the flautist Waka, among others!

Where Is It?

We’ll be holding this little event in a spot resting between the Ophiuchus Tree and the Forest of Airaisal, close to the river. A helpful map will be sent to all employees.

When Is It?

The Hidden Fall Otsukimi shall be taking place on September 29th, from noon until the late evening. This shall be but for one night, so I hope you can make it!

Who Is Invited?

While primarily for employees of Big Dipper Talent, the general public is free to join as well! However— same as with our Hanami celebration, members of Big Dipper Talent will be given passes for free food and drink, with two additional passes for friends they would like to invite.

Non-employees and locals without passes must pay for their own food and drink, but may otherwise enjoy their time with us at no expense! Of course, this doesn’t apply to the other stands we’ll have set up.

Troublemakers will be expelled. Security shall also be working for the evening, with frequent breaks allowed.

[gemposter]

chuchelo​:

Crow blinked when she pointed the water gun at him again.  Wait, no, that wasn’t part of the plan!  He didn’t walk away fast enough after handing it over; well it seemed he had no choice.  He pulled the chair out and slowly sunk into his seat again.

“I’m pretty dubious that that’s gonna help but– ACK.”  For someone that was insisting she couldn’t hit the targets at the boardwalk, she was certainly doing fine now.  “Ugh, okay, whatever.”  He paused with his mouth closed to give him a few seconds of peace before resuming.  Man, normally his introductions were a lot cooler than whatever the hell was happening right now.

“My name is Scarecrow; I’m from New Sieg in the United Stat– URK.”  That one actually hurt a little bit; he wiped his mouth before continuing.  “I dunno how I got here, but I’m pretty annoyed ‘cause I don’t have internet access and that was my whole, like, thing ba– OUCH.”  That one hit him in the eye; he blinked a few times covered it with his hand to prevent further causalities.

“Watch what you’re doing with that thing…anyway, lots of people show up here a few times a week,” her next shot thankfully missed him entirely, “and I’m trying to figure out the pattern or whatever.  Like who they’re taking and stuff.  So far I’ve go– AH.”  That one went in his mouth again.

Crow deadpanned. “You have like an 70% hit rate at this point so I’m pretty sure you can win Sir Bearicus, or whatever.”

Haha, what was this guy even talking about? What were these places?  Why should that matter to her, some random otherworlder? The Interwhat? What's he need a net for? What’s he catching? Most curious of all, why are his world’s naming conventions so odd? There comes a point in his introduction where she pays attention less and fires more.

That is, until that last part.

“I wonder...” She takes her finger off the trigger. Even she needs breaks. “Do you really think I’ve improved in this short time? Or maybe…”

“Hear me out, Scarecrow – maybe you’re just lucky. You should come with me, like a good luck charm! If I can win once, then I'll definitely win twice! I’ll reward you with your very own Excalibear!! How about it? Say yes.”

Break over. Annie switches targets purely out of boredom–aiming for the dumb lapel pin. It’s small, it’s circle shaped, very bullseye-like. How could she resist?

[lagreine]

@gemposter​

It was hard to tell if training was efficient use of time in spirale, her snivy, which once was a much larger fully evolved pokemon is back to its beginning stages. With no pokemon in sight either, it wasn’t easy to get her battle on. Standing in the middle of the street with her hands on her hips, snivy stood at her feet in similar fashion. 

“ indy , i don’t think there’s anything else we can go but go get some food.” 

Hilda turned quickly on her heels and slammed right into the back of another person. Thankfully neither of them fell, yet it didn’t stop her from feeling apologetic regardless. 

“ sorry about that , i should have been watching where i was going. “ 

[gemposter]

Truth be told, it was partly Annie’s fault for the collision. She had been hanging out a bit too close to the pair, pretending to look at her phone when really she was looking at Snivy through the camera feature, trying to figure out what the hell it was! Stupendously cute, but what?

She doesn’t expect the pair to turn around so suddenly.

“IT’S OKAY!!” Annie reassurances came muffled, her palm rubbing over her nose. 

...Wait, she could use this! 

“Ahhh, I’m partially to blame! I should’ve said something instead of sneaking up on you like I did. Um..” she drops her hand to her side, gripping her dress as if merely asking a question was cause enough to feel guilty. “I was going to ask - that is, of course, if you’re not busy - I wanted to asking if you knew your way around this city. The last person I tried asking had shooed me off by saying that, um..” She gestures at her phone. “thingamabob has a built-in map! But I’m afraid no good at reading maps, and I’ve been having an even harder time trying to learn how to use it.” 

And finally, as an afterthought, “I like your little friend.” 

[gemposter]

ladanssemacabre​:

Of course Specter stops walking. He’s had plenty of comments on his appearance since arriving here, many of which have been less than courteous, but this one manages to get him to stop in his tracks.

He lets the girl catches up to him and, ah, run her course. He watches with no reaction, no visible emotion in his body language or on his visor. She prattles on like that Bard does in the Village… She’s lucky he likes him, otherwise this trait might become tiresome quickly.

“…I find it quite comfortable, actually,” he says. He starts to walk again, sure she’ll follow closely. “Go on, then.”

“Well yes, I imagine you’re used to it!” 

Though she’s appreciative that this knight has decided to humor her, she has no time to spare him her thank yous. Not yet. This character that she’s fallen into is someone burdened with far too many thoughts and not nearly enough of a reliable memory to remember them all unless she asks them just as soon as she thinks them. Thank yous can come last; she never forgets her gratitude. 

“But what of the blistering summertime? Armor is metal, no? Does wearing that not become a hazard? A nicely fitted death trap? A person-sized toaster?” She’s staring REALLY HARD at his visor at that part, because it looks like the top of a toaster. Symbolism. “I suppose it’s at least convenient for travelling.. crack an egg over your arm and hold it under sun spill. You’d have breakfast cooked within minutes!”