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[nextlater]

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[nextlater]

If you're reading this, the bomb is about to go off then you followed this blog or found it somehow! Yeah, it's dormant here and will likely stay that way for a while. The quality of the characters here was never that great. No exaggeration, I wrote some of these bios while drunk. Also, some of them were made as long as five years ago and... so the characters would have aged five years! That was always the intention, but if their growing up doesn't really have any palpable consequences... then there's not really a point :P

Catch me on @hotelyamato, that's where I do all of my writing nowadays. No OCs there, but if you ever want to see me write one of these guys again, just let me know o/

[hotelyamato]

"Just play chess instead. Unlike Martin, you're surely not allergic to wood."

"No gacha, no in-app purchases, no RNG..."

[thehoefam]

"Yeah, I love games without RNG!"

After playing a fully skill-based game, realizing she's terrible at it:

"You know actually, maybe I prefer being able to blame my losses on my shitty luck. I should go back to gambling on waifus and husbandos."

[nextlater]

"Or you could play poker, a game that's equal parts skill and luck."

[retour]

A harvest festival? That sounded interesting enough to get her attention. It only made her wonder more for what was to come, and what would all be displayed in the coming days.

“Haha, fair enough. Good guess, yeah. I’m from way out of town…but given where you said, not too far from here. I do a lot of traveling, so some originality’s kinda trailed off over the years.”

The raven haired woman laughed at her own words, heartily putting a hand out as a welcoming gesture.

“I go by Raith. A pleasure.”

[nextlater]

"I'm Madeleine. Nice to meet you, too." She accepted Raith's hand and shook it. "Did you ever happen to read up on this town before coming here, or do you just let the wind carry you wherever?

"I ask because there's a story... right out of some creepypasta or RPG Maker horror game, about an abandoned house just outside the district. Something about a lively plot owned once owned by a man called Livione... the Wars of the Coalition... being betrayed and murdered behind the backdrop of Napoleon declaring himself King of Italy... Nobody really talks about it anymore, but I'm interested in checking the place out for myself." She held up her camera. "Obviously."

[retour]

“…Sheesh. That sounds like something that’s happened forever ago…and straight out of a classic plot line.” That, and the conflicts she’s seen unfold in person throughout various points in time. Though, she’d rather just stick to the movies; keep things simple.

“…Nah. I just kinda showed up on a whim. Was I supposed to?”

It was probably ideal, but she liked the surprise factor of coming across new things. She more or less always did things on a whim…

“…So you like taking photos of abandoned stuff? Like buildings, factories, facilities and whatnot? Or am I missing something?”

[nextlater]

"Haha, I guess not. But yeah, very tropey, huh? That's what many people who discussed it online agreed. And this was two decades ago. It sounds far-fetched at first, but it's at least certain that the mansion truly does exist." Madeleine recalled, "It's been gutted, of course, so now the local government doesn't even seem to pay it much attention... but perhaps I could glean something from what remains..."

She glanced down at her camera and replied, "Truthfully, I did recently acquire a taste for it. I'm no master of the craft, but I do like trying to take the nicest shots I can so that I may look back on them in the future and place myself right in that same spot. ... and you never know, the camera might pick up something that the naked eye can't see. ..."

She laughed a little. "Okay, it all sounds ridiculous now that I'm explaining it to someone else, but even so..."

[nextlater]

"Well, I came by your house the other day / Your mother said you went away / She said there was nothing that I could have done / There was nothing nobody could say"

[shiromemes]

Give my muse an item and see how they react!

Things may or may not be added to their official inventory

[assortedrpmemes]

Thought-Provoking Headcanon Meme

Send a symbol and I’ll answer the question about my muse. (Or answer in character. Whatever works for you!)

⛔️ - How does your muse react to others breaking the law? If they would do it themselves, what is their reasoning? 🚑 - If your muse was the only person around and someone was injured, would they help? Would they have the experience needed? 💸 - What does your muse think of wealthy people? Do they resent them, or do they believe they earned what they have? 🆘 - What does your muse think of poor people? Do they think they’re a waste of space, or do they want to help them? 📩 - Does your muse prefer to physically write letters or send them online? What is their reasoning? 📢 - Does your muse have a loud personality or a quiet one? Do they enjoy being the center of attention, or would they rather watch and listen? 📊 - How does your muse feel about the state of the world? Could it be better? Could it be worse? 👨 - What is your muse’s relationship like with their father? Is it good, bad, or complicated? 👩 - What is your muse’s relationship like with their mother? Is it good, bad, or complicated? 👧 - What is your muse’s relationship like with their siblings? Who do they get along with best? 👶 - If they have any, what is your muse’s relationship like with their children? Do they feel like they’re a good parent? 👻 - Does your muse believe in an afterlife? What do they think it’s like? ⏰ - Does your muse feel like they need to do things quickly or do they take their time? ⌛️ - How often does your muse think about death? Do they think about it at all? 🔗 - What are your muse’s standards for meaningful relationships? How quickly do they form relationships like these? 🚹 - How would your muse react to losing their father? How would they cope? 🚺 - How would your muse react to losing their mother? How would they cope? 🚼 - How would your muse react to losing a child? How would they cope? 💧 - How would your muse react to losing a best friend? How would they cope? 💔 - How would your muse react to losing a romantic partner? How would they cope? 🐜 - How does your muse feel about animal lives? Do they treat them the same way they’d treat a person, or do they feel they’re inferior? 🌎 - Does your muse want to change the world? How would they go about it? 🎭 - How does your muse handle their emotions? Do they bottle them up or pour them out as soon as they start to feel? 💋 - How does your muse feel about people who cheat? Do they see a reason for it, or is it completely immoral? 🌠 - Would your muse make a wish on a star? If so, what would they wish for? 🎁 - Does your muse celebrate their birthday? If yes, how do they celebrate? If no, why not? 🍟 - How does your muse feel about their body? Would they change it if they could? 💅 - How does your muse feel about gender roles? Do they conform to them, or do they play by their own rules? 🌺 - Does your muse have a favorite flower? Why do they like it?

[its-just-a-meme]

LORE DROP!

Send Lore Drop! And I will talk about lore or a head canon regarding my muse.

Feel free to specify with a question or details if you would like to hear about something specific!

[eraba-reta-unmei]

" ... Uh, I meant literally. U-Unless you're actually on a first name basis with God, or something? " Surely not, right? 

[nextlater]

Rafael loosened up. "Haha. Yes, you could say that. I wouldn't say I'm unworthy, but He works in mysterious ways, so all things are possible.

"Jacob wrestled with a man in the Bible. Some say it was God, some say it was an angel. Jacob technically won, so perhaps it is not so far-fetched for you, Señorita? Don't let me bore you with my ramblings, though.

"When you live a life like mine, you feel eighty at twenty-four."

[cutelittlerpmemes]

Send "Icons only" and something for my muse to react to

And I will show my muse's reaction using only icons (1-5) and no text

[eraba-reta-unmei]

" Dudes are hottest when they're angry and beating the shit out of someone who deserves it. There, I said it. "

Thank you for your honesty, Ms. Tō.

[nextlater]

"So I have multiple non sequitur options available, not least of which, 'You ever play Postal 2'? 'Want to sit in my room and listen to records together?' and 'How 'bout that college basketball, eh?'"

[retour]

A harvest festival? That sounded interesting enough to get her attention. It only made her wonder more for what was to come, and what would all be displayed in the coming days.

“Haha, fair enough. Good guess, yeah. I’m from way out of town…but given where you said, not too far from here. I do a lot of traveling, so some originality’s kinda trailed off over the years.”

The raven haired woman laughed at her own words, heartily putting a hand out as a welcoming gesture.

“I go by Raith. A pleasure.”

[nextlater]

"I'm Madeleine. Nice to meet you, too." She accepted Raith's hand and shook it. "Did you ever happen to read up on this town before coming here, or do you just let the wind carry you wherever?

"I ask because there's a story... right out of some creepypasta or RPG Maker horror game, about an abandoned house just outside the district. Something about a lively plot owned once owned by a man called Livione... the Wars of the Coalition... being betrayed and murdered behind the backdrop of Napoleon declaring himself King of Italy... Nobody really talks about it anymore, but I'm interested in checking the place out for myself." She held up her camera. "Obviously."

[eraba-reta-unmei]

" ... I only said I'd fight god because it sounded like fun. " More like spar with God.

[nextlater]

"I can arrange that for you," Rafael let out, picturing his church and... something happening. Maybe just a shaking of the fist, and a nice Bible lesson.

[hotelyamato]

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Ask the Mun about role playing

⁉️any OCs

Yep, they’re all on @nextlater!

They’re… not good, though. The concepts for most of them were rather impulsive at best, and their bios are somewhat barebone. Few of them are actually really interesting. Most exist to check off some boxes that made sense in my head years ago. Perhaps with a little more effort on my part, they could be more appealing to fellow writers.

[nextlater]

"Wow, great fucking promo, shithead."

"It's your fault that I'm like this."

"You are a disgrace to Mexico."

"What ye are is a focking TUBE."

"On the bright side, he does have a fine taste for Munich beer."

"Yep, what a saving grace that is."

[retour]

A sigh of relief, being spared from her nonchalant lack of awareness in places like these.

“Cool, sweet. That’s good to hear.”

A photographer? She’s always heard about some of them making quite a living from a hobby like that. Well…it’d be a job at that point, but it was still pretty cool that people can turn enjoyable hobbies into profitable jobs. She could’ve had some pretty neat photos herself…if she knew how to take a decent photo at all.

“Yeah? That’s pretty neat. Is it just a personal thing, or do you have a little business portfolio? I’ve seen some pretty cool stuff before…”

But for simplicity’s sake, she’d keep it down to earth….and it didn’t seem to be that different this time around; that works in her favor at least. That being said-

“Hey…what’s going on this time ‘round anyway? Some new holiday or something? Pretty lively if you ask me, so I imagine it’s a big deal?”

[nextlater]

"Oh, right. This one is something like a harvest festival. I think it's a bit late for one, but it's also a sort of pre-Advent thing. Decorations are going to start going up soon." Madeleine adjusted her grip on everything and shrugged her shoulders to center the shoulder straps better. "There's a bit of a stereotype about Americans decorating too early, but it's Italy, you kinda expect and forgive it...

"Photography? It's more of a personal thing. Haven't really shared much of it yet. It is on Tumblr, though." Roll credits. "It's just a way for me to capture some memories, you know? Anyone could just snap those kinds of photos on their phone, though. That said... I'm guessing you're not from around here either."

[soulsbetrayed]

"Hello all you beautiful people!"

[nextlater]

"...

"To me?"

[retour]

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[retour]

@nextlater

This time of year often brought all kinds of surprises; from annual events to other flourishing festivities. Perhaps the best part about any of them was how both welcoming a lot of them were and how expansive and expressive it all was. It felt as if it was one of the few times throughout the year people could just let themselves go a bit more and ‘live’ a little more.

Raith was one of those people who relished in that sort of thing; perhaps a bit too much. She’s had her fair run-ins throughout her travels; one as memorable or more so than the last. Being a non-local granted her the benefit of experiencing all of everything for the first time, and this event was going to be no different in that regard.

Having been so distracted from the decor and preparations, the raven haired woman would fail to account for her surroundings for a brief moment, putting her shoulder onto an opposing incomer-

“Ah, crap-“

“Sorry ‘bout that. Nothin’s sullied or anything, yeah?”

[nextlater]

Madeleine was accustomed to these annual festivals. Milan had to put on a spectacle for tourists from here and there, after all. Moving in amongst the groups of people setting things up and pedestrians taking in the scenery, she didn't suspect that she would look too out of place.

She was wearing a backpack and only carrying, um, a spray wand? (she saw it in a movie once), a camera (don't phones have those now?), and... yeah, the wand was very conspicuous, but as long as she didn't hit anyone wi—she was nudged by someone, and the camera nearly fell, but she caught it. "Nope, nope! I'm good. Sorry about that, I didn't see you there. I'm, uh... just here to take photos, that's all." Theoretically correct. I may as well?

"Trust me."