My Work is Never Over

A closed RP blog associated with Wellspring Skies. Wallet: 22520g 

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Abyss Permitting || Charles & Dia

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Dia paused as the words registered in her head. She smiled faintly and pulled the spare notepad she had stowed in her purse, “I’d love to get dinner with you.” She flipped through the written in pages, finding one that wasn’t loaded with notes and tearing it out.

She scribbled her phone number down, setting it on his desk, “I may not be the best with timing but… at least you’ll still be in contact with me now.” 

Despite how difficult it was to tell, Dia couldn’t stop smiling. And she really hoped that Charles could notice the shift in her expression. 

“I’ll be on my way now. I’ll… be waiting on your call.” 

Charles hadn’t ever seen Dia smile before. It was a soft, subtle thing in her eyes and the quiet corners of her lips. Though it wasn’t a grand gesture, seeing it made his heart thud in his chest. 

His own face stretched into a smile until it formed dimples in his cheeks. “That’s. Yes. Wonderful. Perfect.”

He grasped the piece of paper tightly and watched her leave his office. Had the sway of her hips always been like that, or was it is his hopeful imagination? Whether that was real or not, he had a concrete thing connecting them now. 

They were going on a date.

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Prompts: Melody, murky, sense

Melody- Favorite Artist

“If this is intended for music, then my favorite artists are the Chet Baker and Miles Davis. I’m also partial to the compositions of Howard Shore.”

Murky- Biggest Fear

“Don’t be ridiculous.”

Sense- Best Subject

“I’ve always been partial to mathematics and science. Things like physics and engineering are the perfect blend of the two.”

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some pretty asks✨

angel; is there anyone you’d do anything for?

galaxy; what fascinates you?

melody; favorite artists?

silk; what outfit makes you feel confident?

rose; favorite flower?

sun; favorite season

film; favorite movie/tv show?

gorgeous; what do you like in a person?

diamond; favorite color?

infatuation; first crush?

dream; how long do you sleep on average?

brilliant; what celebrity do people say you look like?

perfume; favorite scent?

fleece; have any pets?

pigment; what color is your hair naturally? if you could dye it any color which one would you choose?

charcoal; do you have a good relationship with your parents?

ocean; do you take a yearly vacation?

murky; biggest fear?

devotion; are you taken?

lingerie; what do you wear to bed?

daydream; best memory?

joy; best feeling you’ve ever experienced? 

masque; what’s your skincare routine?

valentine; best gift you’ve ever received?

parchment; favorite book?

garden; do you have a garden? plants? 

oasis; dream destination? 

sense; best subject? favorite subject?

footprints; do you want kids?

rainbow; what’s your sexuality?

sweater; do you prefer loose or baggy clothes?

nail laquer; punk or pastel?

1975; if you could time travel to any time period, what would it be and why?

tattoos; do you have/want and tattoos and piercings?

feel free to reblog and send me some! <3

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Ramblin’ Girl || Open RP

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Aya didn’t really like being outside very much, she much preferred being holed up in her room, wherever that room is at the time… But, she’d just gotten done organizing the room she was sharing with another girl name Sara. She’d been a bit upset when the man in charge had told her she had to share a room with someone, but she’d find some way to make it work. Maybe that girl had friends and wouldn’t be in the room very often. Maybe.

All the same, she wanted to avoid the weird questions she was certain this girl would start asking her and decided to go out and explore the city a bit, get a feel for what it was like around here. Despite the fact that it was fairly warm, Aya pulled on a hoodie, pulled it over her head, and started for the door. 

Most kids her age liked to put in headphones when they walked like this, but she wouldn’t have dared. She hated being snuck up on and it was that much easier to do to her if she was listening to music. And so, Aya walked with her hands in the pocket of her hoodie while she hummed some song she was making up. 

Wildlife activists would probably tell Charles that this was a terrible thing to do that would only get people into trouble in the future. If this was involving something like the more dangerous creatures of the Abyss, he would be inclined to agree. Teaching animals that humans were a source of food usually only led to trouble. 

But he’d made the mistake of feeding the psuedodragons near his apartment one too many times to stop now. The local ones were corvid-based. It was hard to say if they were more crow or raven, given that they were neither. The only things he was certain about with them was that they were fiendishly clever and had a fondness for ham. 

Thankfully, they didn’t bully his pet either. Grendle was another psuedodragon of a different sort, much more like a bearded vulture with an extra pair of legs. He was large and intimidating, but also the friendliest feathered creature he had ever met.

Between feeding the squabbling locals and not overly spoiling Grendle, Charles almost didn’t notice when a young girl came walking up the path. She was alone and vacant-eyed, and he suddenly realized the picture he made, hair askew and covered in feral not-birds. 

“Um,” he said. “Hello there?”

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Abyss Permitting || Charles & Dia

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“Aesthetic hasn’t been the primary goal of the Guild since the main building was made.” Dia laughed, “We need the function to be perfect with the environment. Function is the main goal.” 

She began packing what few things she had with her and stood up, pausing when Charles asked if she had plans, “I… can’t say that I do. Work might try to keep me late again, but I caught up on all my translations.” 

Dia fiddled with the straps of her purse, having a slight idea of what he wanted to say but she needed him to actually say it. 

“I’ll come up with something preliminary then and ask for advice as I go. We’ll address any concerns as they arise.”

Charles chewed on his bottom lip and gathered his courage. This would be a leap. He’d admired her from afar for some time and knew he wasn’t entirely unattractive.

“Would you like to get dinner?” he asked, hoping that she didn’t notice the anxious bounce of his knee under the desk. “With me, I mean. It um, it doesn’t have to be a date, exactly, if you don’t want it to be.”

He’d like it to be. He liked her. Oh god, he was rambling. Stop. Stop.

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Inconvenience (Charles & Jin)

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Well, that pseudo-dragon certainly made its point. Jin listened patiently, nodding. “I hope this does not dissuade you from feeding them in the future… He sounds like he could be taught some table manners.“ It was a bit of an attempt at humor as Jin wet a cloth and pressed it into the wound.

“Have you already washed this or used an antiseptic?“ He was going to do both anyway, but the question was still worth asking. “Ah, and do you have any allergies?“ He applied a firm pressure for a few moments before deciding that this would need a while more of pressing before it would properly go. Best to wrap it up, then. Didn’t look like he’d quite need stitches.

“So, what species do you see? Was this a new one?“ Charles seemed interested in the topic, and Jin hoped it would distract him as he peeled back the towel and gave the gash a light rundown with an antibacterial.

“I put some peroxide on it before I realized it would need formal attention,” Charles replied, wincing. “I’m tremendously wary of infection and other such things.”

He shook his head. “I’m not allergic to any medicines if that’s what you mean. None that I’ve found, at least.”

“I think it might have been.” Charles knew that it was a distraction, and decided to run with it. “It looked like a large tropical parrot, one of the red ones. But its nasty tongue was serrated like that of a goose. Rude thing.”

He tilted his head, watching Dr. Jin work. “A question, if I may,” he asked. “I work as part of the city’s planning and development committee. Is there anything that you, as a medical professional, think should be improved?”

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Abyss Permitting || Charles & Dia

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She couldn’t help but nod when he said she was a sadist, because it was most definitely not wrong. 

Dia sat back, thinking about what he said, because he was entirely correct, but at the same time there was no real telling where any of this could go. Though she did have to dispute one fact. 

“The missus let us move her nest closer to the facility not too long ago. They’ve been sitting under heat lamps. The facility wanted to keep something that important closer to the chest. It’s a good thing pseudo dragons are so sweet.” She sighed, crossing her legs, “But mulling over the idea is in our best interests.” 

“We aren’t completely sure it wouldn’t send a message to Alice, but it might. Beyond that, the island doesn’t really need our help in maintaining it. Which is frustrating to some, because the surface gives us very little control, but it’s just furthering the theory a number of us at the facility have. That the island doesn’t want us to protect it, but to learn about it.” 

Dia waved a hand, blinking a few times before coming back to earth, “Tangents about Alice aside, when do you think the first draft of the twelfth floor renovations could be finished?” 

Charles sighed. “That’s a relief. The island may not need us, but the creatures of it might only benefit from a little help now and again.”

He scratched at his jaw. “We can only do our best to that effort. I’ll do everything I can on my end to ensure that you have the resources you need without too much interference.”

“Um.” Charles adjusted his reading glasses and looked over the list of requirements. “Give me at least a week for the first draft. I want to do it right. Keep in mind that I’m an engineer, not an architect. We might need to do some wiggling on the aesthetics at some point.”

Taking off his glasses, he looked back up at her and swallowed. “And, if I may ask, do you have any plans for tomorrow evening?”

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The Price of Progress (Charles & Alice)

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“Missing?” she scoffed, crossing her arms. “Charles, honestly. It’s different here, but that just means we need to adapt our methods-ah, I’m sorry, those of us who want to advance need to adapt. You keep on living in your little fantasy world.” She waved her hand, dismissing his comments. “My planning has no flaws, Charles. I know what I like. I know how to do things. I think you’re missing a few things. You’re missing your drive.”

She looked down at her blueprints and raised an eyebrow. “Mrs. Jenkins?” she echoed. She looked back up to his face and her eyes narrowed. “You mean that silly beast that lives down there? Easy. She’ll move, she’ll adapt, or she’ll die. I’ll take her out with my own hands if I have to.” She straightened herself out.

“Charles, whether you agree to this all or not, it will be moving forward. I do hope you know that. I’ve put my time and effort into it. The money will come once this plan is finished. After that you are more than welcome to play activist and try to save your precious little…monsters.” Her nose scrunched at the last word.

“My ambition is not lacking, Alice. It’s just running in a direction counter to yours,” Charles replied with a snort. 

Her attitude nearly stole the breath from his lungs out of the sheer shock and rage it induced. It took a hard moment of him breathing and counting his heartbeats before he could say something that wasn’t laden with expletives.

“How do you go through life being so selfish?” he hissed out. “In the grand scheme of things, do you think yourself so much more important than everything and everyone? That monster, as you call her, is hundreds of years old and her eggs have been incubating for decades.”

Charles folded the blueprints back up and put them into the manila folder she had arrived with. “I may be wearing glasses, but you’re the one who seems to be short-sighted. Material wealth is worthless compared to the value of something living.”

“Now-” He patted at the folder, “I am going to keep these copies for posterity because they’re awful. But if it makes you feel better, I’ll show them to the Wellspring Conservation Committee for a second opinion. And when they say no, I want you to wait a full week before coming back into my office. As it is, I can barely stand the sight of you.”

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Minigames 7/17

Old Total: 14520

New Total: 22520g

Critter Catching:

Roll Results: 10, 3, 22, 24, 2, 27, 24, 29, 1, 3 Earned: 3630g Inventory Kept: none

Foraging:

Roll Results: 7 Earned: 4370g Inventory Kept: none

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Activity Check 7/14

Passed Check: +1500g

First Job: +2000g

Rent: -800g

Food: -1000g

Old Total: 12820g

New Total: 14520g

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Calla Lily: If you died right now, what song would you want to play at your funeral?

“Live and Let Die by The Wings.” He shrugged. “It’s dramatic enough I guess. And if I played Highway to Hell my mother would raise me from the dead only to kill me again.”

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✿ send me a floral question ✿

Daisy: How old were you when you had your first kiss?

Carnation: If I handed you a concert ticket right now, who would you want to be the performer?

Jasmine: What color looks best on you?

foxglove: Name three facts about your family?

Allium: What's the best thing you can cook?

Orange Blossom: If you could pick the gender and appearance of your child, would you?

Calla Lily: If you died right now, what song would you want to play at your funeral?

Poinsettia: Favorite holiday dish?

Oxlip: Would you ever get into a long distance relationship?

Primrose: Favorite kind of soup?

Daffodil: What's the most thoughtful present you've ever received?

Rose: Are you currently in love with someone?

Amsonia: Would you ever become a vegan?

Peony: What's your favorite hot beverage?

Tulip: For your birthday, what kind of cake do you ask for?

Myrtle: Do you like going on airplanes?

Hibiscus: Did you ever play an instrument? If so what?

Zinnia: Who was your best friend when you were six years old?

Poppy: What color was your childhood home?

Hydrangea: Starbucks order?

Violet: Do you like where you're from?

Locust: What was your favorite book as a child?

Rhododendron: What's the scariest dream you've ever had?

Queen Anne's Lace: Would you rather carve pumpkins or wrap presents?

Magnolia: Favorite kind of candy?

Aster: Would you rather be cold or hot?

Marigold: Do you listen to what's on the radio?

Heliconia: Do you like when it rains?

Azalea: What's a movie you cried while watching?

Dandelion: Do you think you're important?

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☢ to learn about my character’s phobias

He snorted. “You lingering in my office, Alice.”

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♣ to learn about my character’s wardrobe

“I like dressing neatly when I’m out in public.” He brushed the lint roller down the shoulders of a black sport-jacket. “My color choices are rather limited because of my hair. Dark and monochrome work best. At home, I don’t want my nice things being dirtied by my hobbies or my pets. I have a collection of bizarre novelty t-shirts my sisters have sent me.”

Looking down, he rolled the lint roller over the shirt he was wearing. It depicted a Gray alien smoking a cigarette and asking But is it Art? 

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☀

“I build robots,” Charles replied, lifting his feet as small one brushed about to clean the floor. “I have an automated one that feeds my pets, another that waters my plants, and my personal favorite, one that grinds and brews my coffee for me each morning.”

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Abyss Permitting || Charles & Dia

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“Of course, but just… this is gonna be a rough introduction to the idea but the follow through will be perfect.” Her grin grew, “I say we let Alice build her little factory. Just one.” 

Before Charles could even raise an eyebrow in protest she continued, “The island itself is alive and rejects any attempts of industrialization, it’s one of the first things we learned in school. There were several attempts over the decades to build factories of various kinds that were all destroyed by the island itself.” 

“There was the coffee plantation over sixty years ago that withered and died over the course of two months. Thirty years ago was the same with a failed sugarcane plantation. And infamously the steel mill that not only burned down within a week of it’s construction, but fully grown trees overtook it within twenty-four hours.” 

There was a mischievous glint in Dia’s eye as she leaned in, “Only give her insurance for a single building and we disallow her to continue building on Wellspring territory. The island will right itself within a week.” 

“I don’t think it’ll give a lesson that’ll stick, but it’ll be amusing to watch her work go down in flames.” 

“You’re a little sadist, aren’t you?” he teased, grinning. 

“It’s not a bad idea, but I fear you’re more correct with her not learning anything from it. She doesn’t have any respect for the native life and I worry about the amount of damage she may cause in the time between given the go-ahead and her inevitable failure.”

Charles scratched at his jaw, absently noting that he needed to shave. “I’m aware of those incidents. I’ve even been to the sight of the steel mill myself. My pets like taking walks out that way. It’s humbling, to say the least.”

He leaned forward on his desk. “But we’re talking about someone who is incapable of humility, Dia. Do you really think it’ll be worth the risk? She’s likely to just make another attempt while you and I struggle to contain the damage until nature takes its course. She’s planning on urban development near Mrs. Jenkins’ nest for god’s sake!”

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Inconvenience (Charles & Jin)

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Jin did not like to keep patients waiting, but sometimes it was necessary. He did tend to both emergency and non-emergency situations, after all… He sent his last patient in to talk to the receptionist and headed in to his next appointment. He pushed open the door, rubbing sanitizer into his hands.

“I apologize for the wait. I am currently the only doctor on staff and the day has been busy.“ He started to ask about the reason for the visit, but then his gaze fell on the blood-stained towel. “Ah, that is a good reason for a doctor’s visit indeed.“ He moved closer and held out his hand.

“May I see?“ He already had a feeling that it would take some stitches, but… better to confirm his suspicions.

Charles adjusted stiffly in his seat and peeled the towel away. He couldn’t help but wince as he did so; some of the fibers got stuck in the wound as it was attempting to clot. 

It was an ugly gash between the thumb and forefinger on his right hand. 

“I was feeding the pseudo-dragons in my neighborhood. I do it often and they’re normally well behaved. Aggressive ones don’t get food from me.”

He flushed, embarrassed. “There was a new one today though. He was bigger, either from elsewhere on the island or from a lower level. I wasn’t going to feed him, but he got up on my shoulder and took the food straight from my fingers, as well as some of my hand.”