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ind. food fantasy oc rose wine poured by akira

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    She hid a smirk, hands quickly taking the phone and switching the camera around. He might try to kill her later but Rosé was never known to miss an opportunity for blackmail. Turning off the flash was done in a few quick taps of the finger and s n a p ! His photo was discreetly taken, now in the process of being sent to her own phone. She doubted it would really interest anyone, but if it bothered him that much, then it could at least garner her a favor down the road in promise of its deletion.

          “ Please, what makes you think a picture of you would be worth anything ? ” Oh, photographs were always worth something in her business.

    The phone was handed back after a quick visit to the gallery to dispose of the evidence. “ Try not to blind yourself again. I’m sure your enemies would love the free chance at your life. ”

     @bostonredlobster cont. 🥀

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     I didn’t go into detail about it in her bio because I just didn’t feel like it at the time, but it’s also kind of fitting. This gets long so under a read more it goes !

𝒯o 𝐹urther the 𝒮earch

     The way that Rosé comes into power isn’t spoken about by anyone in her group whether it be out of fear or respect. And aside from the individuals she’s entrusted the case to, no one knows of her reason for joining either. When she first hatched the idea to join as a means of gathering connections, she had been out on the streets counting coin for a place to stay. Suddenly she heard a large commotion nearby and ended up witness to an organized crime being carried out. From that point she stayed in the town and kept watch for more of the members over the next few months. She started following them at safe distances and dispatched anyone that found her. The whole time was spent listening to their stories and gossip, gathering evidence of their crimes and she even tracked down a mole in doing so.

          When she finally felt that she had enough to make a case, Rosé walked up to the soldati and requested an audience with the Don, but with more of an innocent air. Teary eyed and stating she had an important request of life and death. In reality she was only using her poor appearance and being a woman to her advantage.

     When she met with the Don the act was gone and she demanded a place in the mafia. Needless to say she was initially laughed at and told it wasn’t any business for a ‘ little girl ’ to be messing with. She took a breath, steeled herself, and presented all the information she’d gathered. Scandal upon scandal was the bulk of it. Not to mention the traitor in their midst but her refusal to give up their name as her main bargain. They wanted to kill her for all of it, and they truly did try. But after Rosé made quick work of the men, they realized she might be more than they could handle, and again she demanded a place. This time they obliged.

          Rosé was allowed to become an associate and then a soldato after passing further training and a series of tests. These tests didn’t just cover her skills but also assessed her loyalty and ability to survive. While she’d already technically passed with flying colors in her ‘ admission process ’, that was different from the more threatening of scenarios she could be put into and they were hesitant to trust her given the circumstances of her joining. After she’d proven herself, Rosé acted in the role of a femme fatale and carried out many covert missions. About a decade later they acknowledged her as indispensable and she was promoted to the rank of caporegime. From here is when things began to take off.

     With her rank, she could now meet directly with the Don, whom had begun to trust her greatly as more years passed by. Being that she lived longer as a food soul and had her own powers she was expected to one day be promoted to an underboss, however that never quite came. She gave it a few more years, waiting only until she was absolutely certain of the trust the aging Don had developed in her. Being just an underling wasn’t getting her anywhere and Rosé had wasted enough time. If she wanted to find her brother she needed direct access to the mafia’s massive network. She had to become the Don.

          It was a meeting on the most pleasant of autumn days. Flowers were still in bloom but the leaves had begun their change of colors. The sky was partly cloudy with a gentle breeze coming just when you needed it. They were having a grand time, talking about future enterprises and new recruits among other high ranking members. It was filled with laughter and memories, as were most meetings like that one. When the sun began to cast red and orange hues across the sky is when they finally wrapped it up. Everyone took their leave in ones and twos, except for Rosé who had passed her work onto another the day before.

                    Really, the Don should have felt special.

          “ I thought I wouldn’t be able to trust you at first. Not with the way you waltzed in and demanded to join the famiglia. ”  “ And now I’m sitting just feet from you enjoying a couple drinks. ”  She swore he must have known, this almost father figure in her life. They exchanged appreciative sentiments but didn’t bother to reminisce. He’d risen from his seat to look out the window. It wasn’t sunsets he liked, but sunrises.

     It happened so fast, really. She pulled the gun from her holster, set the silencer in place. He had about a two second window, but did nothing when the bullet entered his skull. His body was discovered the next day and while everyone scrambled to find the perpetrator she took initiative. Head held high, she introduced herself as the new leader.

               “ He wanted to die. That old man let me kill him.           Now stand down and greet the next Don. ”

          Anyone who opposed her met an excruciating death— in front of the rest of the famiglia. She had to fill a lot of empty spots that day, but that was fine. After taking over, Rosé settled into the pleasant, kind personality that most can find her with now. But the impression of those first few weeks was burned into their memories. She runs the family with a mixture of fear and respect, but hasn’t been known to betray their loyalty since.

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mizushingen replied to your post:      Me, writing the story of Rosé’s rise to...

clearly, raindrop is the ideal consigliere. they’ll take over the tierra underworld. people will tremble in fear when they see his pink hair, because they know behind that sad facade he is as hard as nails. not even the disaster duo of peking and boston can do anything to stop his cruel, carefully laid plans. the ultimate plot twist: raindrop is the final boss of the game and rose has to work with the other food souls and rival mafia gangs to take him out.

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     I know you said to ignore bUT I HAVE TO SAVE THIS ON MY BLOG. IM DYING.

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     Me, writing the story of Rosé’s rise to power: I want...someone to be her consigliere...

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mizushingen‌:

“…I’ll be fine.” Well, maybe not, since he had experience staying for hours, hours in the rain, until his legs– Don’t think about that. Hesitating a moment, lost in his thoughts, he shrugged a little. “ I will only be drenched more… getting there. It would be best if you took your own advice and refrain from becoming ill… It’s much too late for myself.” Though he used the other’s words in a lame attempt at humor, neither his perpetually gloomy expression nor his monotone voice did anything to properly convey his intention. By this point, the chill from the water started seeping into his skin, causing a shudder to run through his body that he ignored. Sighing deeply, he turned his head to look at the other properly. “…Are you waiting for someone?”

     She gave a curt chuckle at the words shot back to her. Indeed he was right on all accounts, but he was still less a victim than she who stood there without any cover at all. Regardless, she knelt down, moving the umbrella to cover as much of them as it would accommodate. For as feared a boss as Rosé was, any of her men could also vouch for her kindheartedness. Never was she known for leaving those in need in terrible standing. Surely this was a well enough compromise ?

     “ Afraid not. I only received some disappointing news and thought I’d say hello to an ‘ old friend ’. ” She smiled, but it would never reach her eyes. Golden hues took carefully looked over his appearance, trying to get a gauge as to what sort of life he lived. “ What about yourself ? Were you headed home, headed somewhere, or going to meet someone ? Let me get you dried up and escort you there. ”

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@ducksummon @bostonredlobster @spamtasy @rosesmade @fantasysummoned look at all of this loving and caring going on

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good thing lobster has claws-

     Good thing she has plenty of mouths to feed.

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     She was just going to sit back and watch the show...           but no one lays a hand on Raindrop Cake.

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  — Oh thank goodness … she wasn’t currently busy with something else, it would have been bothersome if she had other plans, but that was thankfully not the case. Red wine exhaled softly as he thought, oh yes the mission …

    —— ❝ I was told we need to collect some hardware to help with add ons to the restaurant, The master attendant didn’t have many hands to lend which is why we are going alone - Or that’s what they said. ❞

 — He pulled out a notepad from his pocket, looking back over what the master attendant had written, putting a hand on his chin as he did so. Nothing to crazy … just some bricks and metal that they seemed to be low on since they upgraded their delivery bikes recently. He looked back to Rosé wine now and stuck the notepad back in his pocket.

   —— ❝ The note they wrote for me had them telling us to go to the North Islands, That shouldn’t take us to long ❞

     “ Hardware... ” she mused. It wasn’t her favorite thing to fetch, as materials weren’t as easily accessible. Perhaps it was just her, but Rosé often experienced a much simpler time finding quality ingredients as opposed to quality wood or metal. There was also the matter of not being able to just chop down any tree or mine any quarry as they pleased. At least for items such as mint or berries they could snatch them right from wild bushes.

          “ If it’s the North Islands then any trouble we run into shouldn’t be much of an issue, either. Unless you’ve lost your touch over time. ”

     She gave a playful wink, hitching a bag over her shoulder. It carried nothing more than bandages and the like ( being that Rosé wasn’t a healer ) as well as snacks for simple luxury. After stuffing in a couple of important documents that couldn’t be left alone, she stepped beside Red Wine to look over the list.

          “ Hm... Will they be needing us back soon ? Don’t tell me the Master Attendant just noticed the shortage today. I recall talk of upgrades just the other morning. ” She briefly gave thought to the personality of their attendant before shrugging. “ No matter. Sooner the better is all the same. Ready to go, brother ? ”

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Hello everyone! This is a brand new roleplay masterlist blog for the mobile gacha game - Food Fantasy! 

This blog will become a resource blog of sorts that will include and not limited to:

a masterlist of all current food fantasy rpers.

art / fanart.

edits.

writing / writing prompts.

updates on the app or food fantasy rpc.

and more!!

So if you are a roleplay blog please reblog this with your character(s) name(s), what their roles are in regards to the story ( food souls / fallen angel / other , state what affiliation if you’d like! ) and if you have an Original Character as well as their roles too you are also welcome to reblog so you’ll be placed into the masterlist! If you also want to tag in your username or UID for others to befriend you on the mobile app itself - feel free to do that too! I’ll be displaying it on the list as well!

Any artists / writers / editors are free to dm me or send me an ask so I can add you into a separate list so people can enjoy your Food Fantasy content!

[mizushingen]

“ @rosesmade

Sheets of abrupt rain beat down on the streets as Raindrop Cake slowly rolled down the sidewalk, his large umbrella not able to cover his whole body while he was occupied with his task. As a result, he shivered a bit form his chilly, wet feet and legs, fingers long tired and scratched from his grip slipping. Still, he didn’t dislike the rain– the noise was calming, and brought the smell of damp flora with it. He normally just enjoyed it from under some kind of cover instead of in the middle of it. Spotting a woman even more damp than he was, Raindrop Cake stared at her before extending his umbrella in a silent offer to share the cover. It was too late to stay completely dry himself anyway, with how he fumbled with it.

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     Rain was something she was perhaps too familiar with. There’d been numerous times in which she couldn’t afford an inn or was kicked from establishments ( be it from inside or out ) on account of her poor appearance ‘ scaring off patrons ’. Plenty of those times had been when the sky opened up and took merciless claim upon her. Every now and then she found herself standing beneath the rain once again, brought on by let down hopes. It took a moment for her to realize the weather had ‘ stopped ’ and she blinked in surprise at the individual who joined her.

          “ Ah, please don’t mind me. ” She gave a smile and gently tried to push the umbrella back over him. “ I’m much too late to be offered shelter. Though I appreciate the kindness, please, find yourself a dry place to warm up. ”

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     “ I think it looks fine how it is. ” Actually, she didn’t really have much of an opinion. She hadn’t even given glance to the arrangement of tables and portraits. Although she came from a background of aesthetics, ( memory recalled a luxurious home of knickknacks and embroidered curtains ), she hadn’t the best knowledge of interior design. If her own fashion let one assume such, then that was the point. A figure of importance should look collected and demand respect. It was okay to admit faults and weaknesses but it was also key to cover up what you lacked. A balance not easily achieved and even trickier to keep up.

          “ If it’s really going to stress you out, I can look through my contacts for a professional. It might cost you though. ” A grin tugged at her lips and it was hard to tell whether or not she meant it. On one hand, this was her own Master Attendant. On the other, any of her contacts really belonged to her group. One whose information couldn’t just be dipped into as she pleased. Any favors that could be called upon were kept exclusively for possible future need. Hell, Rosé wouldn’t even call a hairdresser who promised a free session on the chance it could be used to settle conflict.

     “ Seriously, you’ve spent a needless amount of time on this. Let someone else take over so you can get back to running the cafe. ”

     @pxgtails 🥀

[tiermade]

     Sorry I’ve been gone, everyone ! I’ll see if I can get anything done within the next few hours. Unfortunately I’m gonna be out starting later today for the next week on some serious film work, so I won’t have any time or privacy to do blog stuff. I’ll probably reblog some memes or somth when I can for when I get back, though. Or post a starter call before I leave. If you wanna add me on disc my handle is  Ｍｏｍｏｒｉｎ ♡#8347

          Let me know if doesn’t work and I’ll add you instead, bc I think disc doesn’t like me most times. Mutuals only pls and shoot me an im so I know it’s you !

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. * ⋆ — starter for @rosesmade​ // Starter call (Open)

     —— ❝ Rosé wine ❞

   — Red wine called out to the other as his arms were loosely crossed over his chest, standing properly as he thought of how to pick his words carefully. He closed his eyes for a second before finally settling on the words he wanted to pick. They were assigned to go on mission to gather resources so it shouldn’t be a problem.

    —— ❝ Our Master Attendant had asked me to go on a mission to gather supplies and enlisted you as my partner, Are you available to go right now ? ❞

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          “ A supply mission ? Certainly, let me just put away my things. I’ll only be a moment. ”

     It was a small lie. Her current work was important— after all she still had a mafia to run even while under contract with their Master Attendant. However, being a feared boss, she could put that work aside for a moment and make negotiations later. For who would she be if she didn’t honor the contract ? Or more importantly, why would she ever dismiss a chance to spend time with her beloved brother?

           “ What is it we’ll be getting this time ? I thought they’d been doing well on ingredients for now— or is it maybe hardware and the likes ? ”

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     I don’t know if I’ll ever finish this only bc I’m very mixed on the coloring I’ve done so far so here, take this sketch of the Girl for now. 

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     I’m gonna be really busy with the upcoming week so I’m tossing this out to do when I get back ! Like or whatever for a starter and I’ll probs hop in your dms to hatch something up while I’ve still got time !

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     I’m gonna be really busy with the upcoming week so I’m tossing this out to do when I get back ! Like or whatever for a starter and I’ll probs hop in your dms to hatch something up while I’ve still got time !