The Life and Times of Brenda Triton

This is a roleplay blog for Brenda Triton from the Professor Layton game series. Not much else to say but... hello!

[mamatriton]

timidglutton:

[Who was this? Why were they here? Randall hadn’t thought Hershel knew anyone - as bad as that sounded. After the forest, and presumably everything that came after, Randall had assumed that his friend - or ex-friend, it seemed - would have gone out of his way to avoid people entirely.]

“ I - I swear, it’s not what it… probably, looks like.”

[His voice was a little slurred from the nervousness of whoever this might be. Robber? Roommate he was unaware of? God forbid, a wife? As long as they didn’t attack him, Randall imagined he’d at least be relatively alright.]

[That voice didn’t sound like Hershel. Was it a thief? No, a thief would look more... Brenda lowered the light. She squinted at the figure inside.]

“Then explain yourself.”

“You’re not Hershel, you’re not Nate... who are you?”

[Perhaps it was the cold, but she remained quite alert.]

[voracxty]

[Somebody who is clearly not Hershel is in his house, looking entirely too frustrated as cares for the plants scattered around. He’s muttering to himself, and doesn’t look entirely too happy.]

[mamatriton]

“--Who’s there?”

[Brenda said, poking into the home. She was carrying a flashlight, a box of matches and some kindling. She had been expecting to see Hershel passed out from the cold. Not.. this.]

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[mamatriton]

ensxgn:

          Let’s see…What was his favorite this about Earth? Looking around for a moment, the little Ag thought and thought, before decidedly looking back up at the woman. “The sky! Interlasia doesn’t have a sky.” he chirped. With it being a big ship instead of a planet, there wasn’t exactly a natural atmosphere to speak of in order to create a sky.

          “I did it to protect Ferrox.” It’s said without a second thought, a small grin creeping back onto his face. “Ferrox is my…what’s the word for it…older brother! Ferrox is my older brother!”

“Is Ferrox also from Interlasia?”

[Interlasia must be the ‘planet’ that he came from. Considering how he looked, it was hard to imagine how it must’ve looked like. Probably someplace more ‘water-like’? He did have a vaugely squid-like form to him.]

“I wonder how it’d be like, to visit Interlasia... Do you think I’d be able to survive there?”

[mamatriton]

touch-of-fomicry:

“Ah! It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Mrs. Triton.” [ He gave a small bow of his head and straightened himself out. ] “Yes, I would like to speak to him. This involves a strange report I’ve obtained, so I decided to come and investigate.”

[ The Colonel fixed his glasses and carefully stored the map back into his uniform. ] “Well, it’s certainly better than having to continue wandering around, only to be on the opposite side of the city.” [ He paused and cocked an eyebrow at the mention of ‘Bucky’. ]

“…My apologies for questioning this, but…. 'Bucky’?”

“Bucky owns many boats, and he specializes in moving all about the canals! He’s the closest we have in Misthallery to a local bus line.”

[Actually-- it’d be a good idea to get a more formal public transportation system installed in the city. Unfortunately, the town’s repairs were taking up most of the money so there’s not much that could be done. Brenda made a motion with her hand, so that he’d follow her to the closest ‘boat stop’.]

“As I’m not the mayor, I suppose I can’t ask you too much but, do these strange reports have anything to do with a sort of monster that destroys the town at night?”

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BEGONIA: Warning

CARNATION (YELLOW): Rejection

CYCLAMEN: Parting

LAVENDER: Distrust

LILY (ORANGE): Hatred

MARIGOLD: Jealousy

GERANIUM: True friendship

SUNFLOWER: Gratitude

TULIP (WHITE): Forgiveness

VIOLET: Loyalty

ZINNIA: Memories

DILL: Lust

MIMOSA: Secret admirer

PEONY: Shyness

ROSE (ORANGE): Fascination

ROSE (RED): Passionate love

SYCAMORE: Curiosity

TUBEROSE: Pleasure

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[mamatriton]

touch-of-fomicry:

“Hm?” [ He heard a voice speak up and turned to look at the woman that called out to him. Jade fixed his glasses and slowly walked up to her. ] “Ah, yes. I certainly am. I’m looking for Misthallery’s Town Hall to speak with Clark Triton. If… there is one, of course.”

[ The Colonel straightened himself out a bit and gave off a warm smile. ] “I am Colonel Jade Curtiss, and I’ve been sent to investigate a few towns here in the area. This so happens to be my first stop of many.”

“You want to speak to Clark?”

[Now she knew that he wasn’t a tourist. Most people only went to the town hall to just take pictures! But to actually talk to her husband? Why would a Colonel need to talk to the mayor?]

“I think I can help you with that! I’m Brenda Triton and I’m Clark’s wife! It’s a pleasure to meet you, Colonel.”

[She just hoped that he wasn’t here to talk to Clark about war or a military occupation of Misthallery... But that’s odd: why didn’t he have any kind of badge?]

“The Town Hall is in Highyard Hill, it’s a long way to walk. We can take the boat there and be there in no time, so long as Bucky is around.”

[mamatriton]

verduresapiens:

“Just a bit. I mean, I remember bits of people and places I know, too much about plants to be normal, and one specific plant that moves and is bigger than I am tall, but the memory issues are only minor.”

[It was said not unkindly, but with enough sass to tell that it upset him a bit. He just wished he could remember everything - it would make things so much easier on him.]

“Ooh - that actually sounds very nice~ I don’t recall if I’ve been eating properly cooked meals, just quick things that don’t take much effort. Or things that just don’t involve cooking. Something hot sounds delightful~”

[It seemed that he was at the very least somewhat aware of Physis. She really should count that as a blessing, but Brenda didn’t lower her guard.]

“I imagine that you must’ve been eating whatever you could find. Perhaps if you are well-nourished, you’d be less sleepy... There’s really no way to know other than to give it a try!

[The question was, if he fell asleep here-- what on Earth should she do with him? Throw him into the guest room? He could stay there for weeks. And let’s not forget! Beth, the poor maid, would be frightened to see a plant-like man sleeping. But if Brenda forbade her from going towards the guest room, she’d surely try to get a sneak peek...]

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Hi! Any prompts for a powerful and ruthless noble family? Thank you!

I hope these help :)

A stranger claims they are related to the family.

The family’s estate suddenly faces financial trouble.

An ambitious plan of one of the family’s members could destroy the family.

The family has a feud with another one.

Two members of the family hate each other but they’ll join forces against an outside threat.

Write about someone serving the family.

The family has a secret only certain members (or members of certain age) know about. Write about someone learning it.

How does the family reward loyalty?

Someone discovers a dark secret the family has.

The family’s title is threatened. 

The head of the family discovers they can’t have children.

How does the family deal with illegitimate children?

Members of the family band together to kill another relative.

Write about someone the family brought harm to.

Write about someone who doesn’t meet the family’s expectations.

Write about someone who marries into the family.

[mamatriton]

verduresapiens:

“Oh? Would you, now~? From what I remember - ha - there’s a good number of plants in there. Sectioned off and carefully put together - must’ve done it a while ago, from the looks of it. Some of them are in… containers? Like big fish tanks, but set up to mimic certain terrains and climates. Think I spent a lot of money on it, from the look of it…”

[Not that he minded. He’d been delighted to find he had more plants. The way the people acted was a bit creepy, but only in the way that he didn’t remember who they were, so the familiarity they spoke with threw him off.]

Good thing you know what I mean, though, because I don’t know how I would have explained it better than that. I don’t know how I got it, or when, just that I clearly have possession of it.”

“Of course! You seem to be having just a bit of problem with your memory, but it’s good that you have friends to help you remember, right?”

[Brenda nodded, and she turned around. That was that, then. First, she had invited the man over for dinner. And when she promised something, she liked delivering.]

“I made some lamb steak, I hope it’s to your liking?”

[touch-of-fomicry-blog]

mamatriton started following you

“…and the library is that way. If that’s the case, where exactly did I end up…?” [ The Colonel had a map in his hand as he walked through the town. Where he ended up exactly was a mystery, but at least he knows he was in a town and he could survive if necessary. Perhaps he should return to London now, yet the more he explored the area, the more he wanted to stay. ]

[mamatriton]

[Brenda noticed the stranger right away. After all, he was wearing some rather uncomfortable-looking gloves that seemed to stretch all the way up his elbows and almost reach his shoulders, had long straight and a pair of bright red eyes. Nobody in Misthallery would ever look like that!]

“Excuse me, sir! Are you lost?”

[He was far away from the more touristy part of town, and deep in the residential areas, closer to Triton Manor. Was he trying to find Highyard Hill? There had been many great structures there of great archeological value. That is, before a certain someone destroyed them in his rampage.]

[mamatriton]

verduresapiens:

“Alright, alright - it’s not as though I’ve got anything better to do. And also not like I’ve actually done anything the past… probably several weeks, beyond sleeping and buying food.”

[He’d have to buy some more later, thinking on it. To his recollection,, his stores were lower than he’d prefer.]

“I’ve been… good, considering the sheer amount I’ve been sleeping. Not very productive, but whatever makes winter pass by faster, I suppose. Following the first question - no not really, sleeping every day for the past several kind of prevents any ability to meet people. And your third question - do you mean the plants in my flat or the warehouse I apparently own down by the docks? Because the former is doing surprisingly well considering the sheer amount of sleeping I’ve been doing, and the latter seems to be run by people I may have hired? They did greet me something like a boss… Or a master. Strange people.”

“--Hershel?”

[The way he described his apartment and his warehouse-- there was something odd about it. Not to mention-- the people he talked about.]

“I think I know what you mean! If you don’t mind, I would like to go visit your warehouse sometime soon.”

[And help the people there that he had brainwashed without-- really knowing it?]

[mamatriton]

snarkystreetrat:

“That depends on the breed and if they’re a boy or a girl, I’d think. Or I might just adopt one and keep the name they have. I hafta decide what breed I’d want. Definitely not a beagle, though. They’re too…rowdy. And I don’t want a small one, either. They live longer, but I’m scared I might step on ‘em.”

And he’s a big man with big feet, so that’s a rather real concern.

“I suppose that makes sense... sometimes, when you see a dog you can immediately imagine what sort of name they should have!”

[Certain dogs seemed more of a ‘Cerberus’, others more like ‘Duchess’.]

“Would you adopt an older dog or a younger one?”

[mamatriton]

verduresapiens:

“Maybe, but these days eating something ‘substantial’ makes my fatigue worse. The cold, maybe. I wasn’t this tired when it was warm.”

[At least… he didn’t think so. Had he been?]

“You - that… that sounds nice, actually. You don’t have to, I’d be fine with returning home and sleeping for the next… well, week, running my current track record. I still don’t really recall too much though, so I’m not sure what sort of conversation I’d provide…”

“No, no! I insist! It’s not everyday that we get visitors, anyway!”

[A guest would certainly bring a little cheer home! Not to mention, she wanted to know more about what Hershel had been up to lately.]

“How have you been? Have you met any new people lately? How’s your garden?”

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[mamatriton]

verduresapiens:

“Ha, lively. I’m only lively because I’ve been sleeping the past… what, week now? Maybe? I’m not sure, I’ve lost track of time to be quite honest, I might’ve been asleep for longer for all I know. 

And I’m… honestly not sure. Taking a walk? Planning some grocery shopping?Enjoying my wakefulness while it lasts, I suppose.”

“Oh dear...” 

“Then if you don’t mind a helpful suggestion, I’d recommend you go eat something substantial that will fill you with energy!”

[Then again-- eating too much would only make him drowsy.]

“It’s been so long since we last talked-- why don’t I invite you over for some food?