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Adrian P. / 20 / Single and ready to mingle. [affiliated wiith Mamono Island]

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Bradson hummed. California poppy, huh? He was absolutely terrible with plant names. And most of California was pretty hot, very different from the island. But, well, what did he know? Bradson was a musician, not a plant scientist. 

“Aspen, Effie… Zaira… nah, I don’t think I know them. And I’m not very good with plants. Well, their names, I mean. Do you know what it looks like?” The troll wished, not for the first time, that he had upgraded his old flip phone to something with internet capabilities. 

"Hm, I'm not sure. I mean I know poppies are usually like, a little smaller than a fist. Bright colors and real soft petals, really open. Hang on..." He reached into his pocket and pulled out his smartphone. While he knew many on the island hated technological advances, he had been one of the few that appreciated new tech. He made sure to keep up with all the new iPhones. Rose gold of course, had to let everybody know he was a powerbottom.

"I might even be remembering it wrong. I'm terrible with plants." He said, opening a new tab to search for water tolerant plants. "Here, I found a list of flowers that are good with water. The calla looks really nice, and the ostrich fern. That one is pretty cool."

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"Uh.. I think I'm lost."

Adrian had been aimlessly walking along the edge of the forest. The trees made him feel comfortable, yet he didn’t really want to go into the forest today. He wasn’t the right mood to get naked and kill wildlife. Sometimes people came through this area where the trees began, usually with the intent to go for a short hike or something. He felt almost like a gatekeeper walking along the edge like this rather than wild animal he felt like when he went into the deep woods to hunt.

A voice startled him out of his thoughts however, and when he looked up he was greeted with the sight of a slightly confused young man. Well, he never was opposed to chatting men up.

“Well you wandered to just the right place. You’re new around here, I take it?” He asked, pausing his walk and turning to face this guy. No need to be rude.

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👌 …someone my muse has only met once, but will never forget.

Medb… that’s a wild one if I’ve ever seen. Not sure if I want to see them again.

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Send me a symbol and I’ll tell you about…

🌟 …someone my muse trusts. 💔 …someone who broke my muse’s heart. 💕 …someone my muse loves.  😒 …someone my muse hates. 🔥…someone my muse would die for. 💀 …someone my muse would kill for. 👻 …someone my muse considers a best friend. 💘 …someone my muse has a crush on. 🔪 …someone my muse hurt in the past. 👀 …someone my muse likes, but doesn’t trust. 💩 …someone my muse dislikes, but admires. 👿 …someone my muse used to like, but doesn’t anymore. 😉 …someone my muse has had sex with. 💋 …someone my muse used to date. 😜 …someone who makes my muse laugh. 👪 …someone in my muse’s family. 👑 …someone my muse is jealous of. 👊 …someone who hates my muse. 👫 …someone who has a crush on my muse. 👌 …someone my muse has only met once, but will never forget. 🍓…someone my muse has never met, but wants to meet. 👰 …someone my muse would consider marrying.

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hircinodyne :

“Not everyone has a green thumb,” Bradson lamented as he nodded along. He enjoyed plants as much as the next person, but he had never really been able to keep anything alive. Everywhere the troll had lived was shrouded in clouds and rain. 

“I’m hoping to find something that can grow well even in weather like this. Well, besides this little fellow,” he added, raising the cactus a bit. “Maybe not the best place for it, but I’m gonna try, right?” Bradson smiled gently at the idea. 

"Well I'm definitely not a plant expert, but I remember there was some kind of poppy that's good in the rain? I had asked Aspen about it and he gave me a few names but that's the only one I can remember." He suggested, standing there for a moment while trying his hardest to remember.

"California poppy. That's what it was. He probably even has some here, if you want to check." Adrian gave him a half shrug, glancing around to get an idea of where the flower might even be.

"The only plant experts that I really know of in town are Aspen and Effie who own this shop. And there's that Zaira that owns the bookshop."

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hircinodyne :

Bradson cupped the little cactus in one palm and thrust his free paw forward. “Ah, nice to meet you, lad! I’m Bradson, moved here not too long ago. Still plenty of new faces, you know?” The troll gave Adrien a languid smile as he attempted to commit this new face to memory. “I’ve only stopped by here once, haven’t had the chance to start any kind of garden yet. It’s a lovely place, though, isn’t it?”

He reached out to shake his hand, nodding in agreement. “There seem to always be new faces, really. I like it, keeps everything fresh.”

“See, I think plants are wonderful and all but I’m a terrible gardener. No matter how hard I try I’m sure any plants in my house would end up dead. I still like looking, though.” Glancing around the place, he couldn’t help but think that the idea for this shop had come from one person in particular. Aspen sure loved his plants, and Adrian wouldn’t put it past him to finally get himself an official nursery. “It really is a nice place. Very cute, that’s for sure.”

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Bradson cupped the small ceramic flowerpot delicately in his hands, as though anything but the gentlest touch would damage what was growing inside. He had come for flowers, something bright and colorful to liven up his apartment a bit. But as he stared down at the tiniest cactus he had ever seen, Bradson knew that he had found The One. 

The jingling of the door distracted the troll from his adoration. He looked up at the newcomer. It was a younger man, probably his early twenties, with a shock of brilliant red hair and as many freckles as there were stars in an open sky. Definitely a stranger, but a friendly-looking one. Bradson nonchalantly made his way over.

“Good morning!” Bradson said cheerily. “I don’t think I’ve seen you around, are you new as well?”

He had been honestly surprised that a stranger had initiated conversation so pleasantly. Well, that definitely made it easier. And he was new, if he didn’t just mess up his wording.

Huh, cute little cactus he had in his hand there. In the back of his mind he wondered why he had been looking at it, and considered getting one himself. Eh, he would probably end up killing it. Might look nice and cute though.

“Oh, morning. No actually, I’ve been on the island for a while. Haven’t been to this place yet though. My name is Adrian by the way. You?” He asked, figuring that an introduction was important.

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He hadn’t been out in a while. Adrian had been going through a period of what medical experts would officially refer to as ‘Me Time’. Aside from his home and the the tall branches of the deep forest trees, the harpy had barely gone anywhere. Sometimes, you just need some time to yourself. And to comb through all the feathers that had been molting recently. 

He was in the mood to do something now! The shedding had mostly stopped and he wanted to be active, go talk to someone, whether he knew them or not. Obligatory first stop: morning coffee. After obtaining said coffee he was ready to walk around. There were a few buildings he hadn’t seen before, as far as he could remember. After walking around town for a while, he ascertained there was a pizza shop, a flower shop, and a movie theater that he had never gone into. 

Movie theater was out right away, sure it was a good way to kill time and entertain himself but he would rather go there another time with friends. Pizza, or flowers? Eh, not hungry right now. Ding ding, we have a winner. Flowers it is! Adrian found himself standing outside a lush looking little shop by the name of Cherie Chou. Hm, cute enough. Time to take a peek. Waltzing right in, he took his time to stop and admire all of the colorful flowers they had to offer. What a charming little place…

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How many marshmallows do you think you could put in your mouth?

Think? Please, I’ve played chubby bunny tons of times. Highest I ever got was around seventeen, but then the marshmallows started melting and I had to cough them all up.

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Do you have any siblings?

Nah, at least none that I know of. Who knows, maybe my mom decided she needed a new kid after I left?

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Pssttt, I’m bored. Send my muse anons about anything you’ve ever wondered about them or the people in their life.

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