The Pride of the Branch Family.

H-hello, there! My name is Pearl Fey. Mystic Maya helped me set this up. She says it will help me be less shy around new people and make lots of friends! This is an independent ask/roleplay multiverse blog for Pearl Fey! Tracking Tag: mysticpearlfey ↓ mobile bloggers↓ Read First | Navigation

[mysticpearlfey]

@godofprosecution

“Um, excuse me?” Pearl asked quietly, the map in her grasp clenched tightly, suddenly wondering if she was in the right building. “I think I might be lost. D-Do you happen to know where, um, Mia Fey’s office is?” 

Mystic Maya had gone to visit Mystic Mia a few months ago, but right after her departure, Mother had been acting strangely happy -- Pearl was happy to her mother in such wonderful spirits, but she was worried about her cousins. Morgan had not informed her about how Mystic Maya and Mystic Mia were faring in the city. The last she had heard from mother was that Mystic Maya was going to stay in the city for a while to help run Mystic Mia’s office and help the new lawyer there. Though Pearl thought that was a wonderful idea, she missed Mystic Mia, and, quite especially, Mystic Maya dearly, which is why she waited for today, when Mother would be engaged in a meeting all day with the elders, to sneak out of the village and run to the city, and visit Mystic Mia’s office.

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ronnie’s tiny christmas giveaway

(i’m too lazy to make a graphic so have a miles feeling cold.)

it’s been an amazing half a year so far roleplaying this potato prosecutor, and i’ve met so many wonderful people!! i hope you all have a wonderful holiday season, regardless of what you celebrate.

this is also kind of my hundred-followers-mark giveaway, since i didn’t do anything for that.

rules;

this is for followers so pls be following me either on this blog or on thalassa (or both? ;v; lmao). also please don’t unfollow right afterwards bc that will make me very sad.

since there’s over 100 of you following me, i think it’s reasonable to put the minimal note count at 20; if this post doesn’t reach that (excluding my own reblogs), i’m probably not going to do it after all.

the giveaway lasts until christmas day! i’ll be closing it on the 25th after i get back from my inlaws in the evening.

one reblog & one like per blog counts, since multiple reblogs just write over each other in the notes anyway. pls don’t spam your followers! reblogging on multiple of your blogs is fine, but no giveaway blogs.

winners will be chosen with a random generator.

prizes;

first place gets a gift from the book depository! anything up to 10 euros. i know it’s not a big prize, but you can find most paperbacks there between 6-8 euros, and shipping is free anywhere! it’s a great site, i recommend it to everyone btw. of course, this requires you being willing to provide me with your shipping address; if you’re unwilling to do that, you get the same thing as second place and third place.

second place gets 50 icons of a character / person of their choosing, given that there is enough source material for me to work from. also, if first place declined the book depository prize, you may claim it.

third place gets a drabble! any topic / pairing of your choosing, given that i’m familiar with the source material. cc. 3k words tops. if neither first nor second place claimed the book depository prize, you can claim it.

happy holidays & happy new year to everyone! & thanks for sticking by and reading my stuff even though i only interact with a few of you (which we should rectify tbh).

[mysticpearlfey]

@automatatio

It was tourist season in Kurain, so Pearl didn’t think there would be no one here. Mystic Maya already had her hands full of work for today, and had asked her to greet and attend to any visitors. She was surprised to see only one person standing in the courtyard. 

“Hello, there. M-May I help you with anything?” she greeted in a shy voice, repeating the words Mystic Maya had taught her to say.

[mysticpearlfey]

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SUPER DUPER ANGST MEME - Send me a ➳ and I will generate a number from 1-300 (yes, 300!) for what my muse will say to yours.

45 - “I want you to be honest with me—how bad does it hurt?”

“I want you to be honest with me—how bad does it hurt?” Pearl murmured, her thumb barley brushing across the line of the red scab that ran across the prosecutor’s face, right at the top of his nose. It looked quite fresh. But how did this happen? Did someone do this to Mr. Godot? She shivered, and this time she knew it was not just from the frigid winds of Eagle Mountain.

It was not by chance that Pearl had wandered around Inner Temple after waking up from her restless slumber, and spotting the mysterious prosecutor who seemed to have a distinct hatred for Mr. Nick. She trudged over to him as quickly as she could, calling out his name, her calves freezing from the snow touching her skin; she had to be careful or else she would suffer from frostbite, or even get very sick. She suddenly regretted coming to the mountain with only her light coat, her robes, a new pair of small socks, and her new snow boots – which were so soft and furry on the inside – that Mr. Nick insisted she’d wear for on trip, after buying them for at a department store. She had gasped out in surprise, however, to see him unmasked, and a huge wound across his face, and tugged him down so that he was kneeling in the snow.

Her eyes wandered down to where Mr. Godot’s mask was clenched tightly in his hand. Maybe … Maybe there was something she could do to ease his pain. They was surrounded by snow, and maybe she could gather some and wrap it up in a leaf, or, perhaps, tear off part of her robe and hold it in there – I’m sure Mystic Maya wouldn’t mind and help her have a new robe blessed by the elders. Oh, Mystic Maya … I hope she is alright.

[mysticpearlfey]

@buymeburgers

“Mystic Maya?” Pearl’s voice was quiet and shy, but she could see her eyes, burning with curiosity and sadness, reflected through Mystic Maya’s own eyes.

With the murder of Mystic Misty, everyone had been tiptoeing around her, treating her delicately, like she was a porcelain doll. She understood that her mother was a bad person, and had that written that letter to have Pearl kill Mystic Maya through her own hands through the mysterious spirit, Dahlia Hawthorne, but their behavior was so particularly eccentric, especially when it came to Sister Iris.

It had all started when she had asked Mr. Nick and Mystic Maya about visiting the beautiful Sister Iris from Hazakura Temple. She wanted to know Sister Iris’s relation to Mr. Nick, her mother, and the mysterious Dahlia that Pearl was to channel. But to her immense surprise, Mr. Nick spluttered out an immediate “N-n-n-no, not now!” and Mystic Maya explained that they would have to wait at least a few more days, since Sister Iris’s trial for being an accomplice to murder was underway, and Mr. Nick had been working hard to help her. But that wasn’t fair, Mr. Nick would always visit her. 

After that, no one had spoken a word about Sister Iris to her -- not even Sister Bikini! When Pearl would ask about her, the topic would be immediately changed or diverted somehow. It was like they were trying to hide something, especially Mystic Maya and Mr. Nick, who still refused to let her, or Mystic Maya, for that matter, visit Sister Iris with him, which angered and saddened Pearl more.

Pearl felt her eyes clouded over by moisture -- with the events happening only a few days prior, Pearl tried her best not to show weakness to and in front of everyone. She couldn’t allow anyone to see her act so ill-mannerly, and had to stay strong for Mystic Maya’s sake.

“Mr. Nick isn’t leaving you, is he? Please, tell me, he isn’t leaving us for Sister Iris!” she cried softly, wrapping her arms around Mystic Maya. Her tears streamed down her cheeks freely now, without any forethought. She couldn’t possibly hold it in any longer, no matter how unruly or unrefined she was behaving -- Mother wasn’t even here to rebuke her anyway. She was gone, jailed away for her evil deeds. 

Mr. Nick’s visits alone to Sister Iris, his insistence on Pearl not coming with Maya to see Sister Iris with him, his intense stares directed towards the nun that Pearl had to slap him for on more than one occasion, it all made sense to Pearl, who was fearful for her and Mystic Maya.

[mysticpearlfey]

@valorandgold

“U-Um, I like the flower in your hair,” Pearl complimented quietly to the girl standing on line in front of her, playing with the package of pottery clay in her hands nervously. Pearl was not good at approaching strangers, but she couldn’t help but comment after admiring the beautiful sunflower in her neighbor’s hair. It seemed real -- maybe it was. The girl also donned a black dress with a gold emblem and necktie, which resembled something close to a uniform, almost like Pearl’s acolyte’s robes, with high socks that went up to her thigh, and chunky, black slip-on shoes. 

Pearl was at the nearby arts and crafts store by the Wright Anything Agency. She had considered picking up some yarn and crochet hooks -- she had failed when trying to learn how to knit, but Mystic Maya told her that crocheting is easier -- but ultimately decided against it.

But this girl in front of her carried spools of red and pink yarn, along with a pack of knitting needles, giving Pearl a peculiar motivation to run back and grab the materials she would need for crocheting.

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[mysticpearlfey]

*sees the many followers gained and wonders how did this happen*

So yeah, new follower or old, like for a starter call! I’ll probably posting some memes, too, so stay tuned! (If you want something specific or want to plot, inbox me!) 

[herrfivehead]

remember the time apollo thought nick was hiding cocaine in his building

[mothergrimesarchive-blog]

“Oh these little hands, they don’t know what hurt is, 

                           and these little eyes, they see the world in different colours.”

[mysticpearlfey]

You should try to get Athena and Trucy to wear your clothes Pearly. I bet they would look amazing in your clothes.

“Well, the robes are only supposed to be given out to any visitors who would like to try going through our rigorous training, but I’m sure I can grab two pairs for Trucy and Athena! Oh, they would look so adorable in them!”

[hatsnpanties]

Trucy nodded “ok and you can try mine on!!”

Trucy disrobed and put in Pearls robes. As expected they were a much better fit.

[mysticpearlfey]

“It looks wonderful on you, Trucy!!” Pearl cried out happily. “Oh, do you think I can try on your cape and hat?!” 

[musingpoetry]

I act strong. I appear durable. But please                                       be gєηтƖє with me.

[hsfancharmemes]

What do you want to tell me? Put a symbol in my ask box:

❊ I want to roleplay with you ✸ I want to plot with you ✤ I want to ship with you ✥ I have roleplayed with you and it was great ❦ I sort of secretly ship a thing with your muse(s) ✷ I wish our characters were friends ✢ I like your character(s) ✱ I don’t like your character(s) ✣ I like the way you express your muse(s) ✫ I don’t like the way you express your muse(s) ☬ I feel like your character(s) are underdeveloped ❂ I don’t agree on all your headcanons ✡ I agree on all your headcanons ❋ Your blog is one of my favs ✦ I like seeing you on my dash  ✩ You intimidate me ✪ You seem like a cool person ✺ You’re hard to approach ✻ I wish you weren’t so shy ❄ I look up to you ❆ I love your art ❇ I love the way you write  # I’m too shy to approach to you ☓ We should talk!

If you want to RP with me, send me a ✿. If you want to plot with me, send me a ✯. If you’re just following just to stalk me, send me a ♡.

[mysticpearlfey]

//GUESS WHO HAS RETURNED FROM THE BITTER HELL OF THE SEMESTER??

The 10th icon in your folder is your muse’s offended face

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(Doing this again since I have more icons now)

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@mysticpearlfey  liked this for a starter.

“Hi there! You must be the Maya that Mr. Wright is always talking about!” He greets, waving at the teenager in front of him. (Although I always pictured a master being a bit older…)

[mysticpearlfey]

“M-Me? Mystic Maya?! Oh, gosh, no! I am her younger cousin,” Pearl corrected with a blush, slightly embarrassed to be mistaken for Mystic Maya -- it was hard to believe, too, since Mystic Maya was much prettier and was a more perfect person than Pearl could ever aspire to be. “I am Mystic Pearl Fey of Kurain Village. But you can call me Pearl.” It was a habit hard to let go of, to have people address her and Mystic Maya by their titles, but Mystic Maya had helped her to come terms with the fact that it was too formal to use if Pearl wanted to make friends.

Hm, is this the ‘Polly’ that Trucy was talking about? He doesn’t look like a Polly, she thought to herself. What makes a person a ‘Polly,’ anyway? . . . Wait, was that his name? How strange! Pearl had only heard of that name for a pet parrot from one of Mr. Nick’s early cases. “ . . . Are you Mr. Polly?” she asked in a whisper.