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[hewillnevervisit]

He levitated, just enough off the ground to keep his shoes from being scuffed, his robes  and cape from dragging across the concrete. This place was strange, liminal, it seemed to him. So many questions and so much research needed to find the answers. The majority of beings in the place being fur-less skin things was....odd, to him. He'd never seen such people and their prevalence here was shocking.

And so, of course his analytical eyes paid attention to anything unlike the others. Something pink and glittering, quite large given that it was, he assumed, some sort of precious gem. He approached it, only to see that it seemed to have a semblance of a face. He crouched and leaned forward, eclipsing it with his shadow to get a better look at it, turning his head this way and that, his brows furrowed in concentration.

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[wiseoldmage]

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It had been a long couple of days in this strange new place! Elminster had met people and creatures of all shapes, sizes, backgrounds, and personalities. He was no stranger to the surreal- after all, nothing widens one's perspectives more than stepping out of your own plane of existence and wandering others like one would travel to other countries- but this one had been exceptionally taxing! It was as if this was not just a place for different creatures to come together, but also people from different times, different realms of existence entirely... to say that it was bizarre would be putting things mildly. Yet as he walked the bustling streets en route back to the room that seemed to belong to him, he couldn't help but continue to study each person and thing that he walked past. He had taken for granted just how much he missed the hustle and bustle of crowded cities like Waterdeep and Baldur's Gate, the many performers looking to make a touch of gold, peddlers with their goods, children making merry with the most common household items. But things were different here! People were different. El couldn't help but stroke his long white beard in contemplation. In making a realm where all people are unique, he thought to himself, It is as if the mundanity of society is in its very lack of mundanity! Curiouser and curiouser...

His thoughts were temporarily paused as he came across someone else that caught his eye- someone that looked even more extraordinary than those he'd seen before! Resplendent gems and shards reflected on this creature like an approachable golem, yet it was a moving, living thing! El tried to approach, peering down with an inquisitive (if not slightly overbearing) look. "How peculiar..."

[nobully]

Huh, wait a minute.

Didn't he know this guy girl rock pokémon? Wang Yi stops to rub his eyes and squint. The next second he's slipping through the crowds and running to pick his ex-kidnapping victim up and spin her in a circle.

"Diancie!"

"When'd you get back? You're still as pink as last time, heh!"

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[lightblume]

"I've been meaning to ask you, Diancie…" Tsuru trails off for a moment, setting her teacup in its saucer as she turns her attention to inspect the crystals lining the other's head until her eyes fall on the jewel at its center. "You are royalty, aren't you? So should I be addressing you as Lady Diancie?" Now is as good a time as any to set the standard, seeing as she's gone out of her way to invite the princess to her home.

"I'd hate to be impolite, seeing as you must be of higher status than I am. Not that it matters here, mind you, but I do respect titles at least." And she respected Diancie enough to do her the courtesy.

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[miraidawn]

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"A-Ah... you're a pokemon...?" She at least seemed to be, though Mirai hadn't ever met one like her before. But then again, there were a lot of pokemon he wasn't familiar with these days. If his phone was working, he could've at least pulled out the pokedex, but it'd been replaced with some sort of toy. "O-Oh, I didn't mean to be rude. Are you from Paldea too, or...?"

He had no idea where this region was supposed to be, but it was pretty weird.

[dimittere]

he's been speaking so very freely as of late. tongue wagging without a care in the world, as if he was a child wet behind the ears. he's never been SHY about speaking his mind, but these words of late feel more like clumsy dregs than not. it was the start of a pattern, where he'd keep his mouth shut tight, and ONLY speak when at the end of his limits -- flowers falling off his form in scattered petals and clumps. ganondorf has always preferred the shadows, to dwell in the DARK of the night, but gods above, he's leaving trails in his wake. 

in the shadow of one of the island's many forests he stands, brushing away at the stickerbrush thorns CLINGING to his robe. but they stop suddenly at the sight of another. he knows not if the stranger has the same mentality or if she just finds enjoyment from the natural world. his curiosity IGNITES in a way that would be impossible otherwise, tongue tingling -- all but forcing his lips to part. how hard can it be to speak honestly and not lay your heart BARE? 

❝you're a pretty one - NEVER have i met a being made of diamonds before.❞ his own jewels glitter, reflecting the distant glow of strung up fairy lights. ❝i reckon you must be the subject of COVETOUS eyes.❞ he hisses, brushing away bramble from his figure. ❝as for me, i'm rather … PREOCCUPIED at the moment.❞

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[descensionstar]

@diamonddomain​ ✧ ice to meet you

the closest they’d seen to sculptures had been snowmen, making the experience of observing the structures, and the process of crafting them into envisioned shapes, a fresh sight. rather than partake, it had been Lumine’s suggestion to remain audience — oftentimes she would be volunteered but considering her artistic ability when it came to drawing... maybe it was better she didn’t try to get the hang of crafting something much larger and breakable right off the bat.

Paimon hadn’t complained — she was indulging the heat of being carried in the Traverler’s arms, keeping the frigid winter chill at bay across at least much of her body. taking part would means occupying her friend and losing that blanket of bodily warmth.

✦look at all the different things that people can make out of ice. over there — a dragon. and that looks like a tavern bar. and that’s...um...✦ her sights had been set on a shape far differing from both statue and participant alike — one far more akin to a wild creature wandering in from beyond the city’s perimeter. —oh, it moved. ✦—wait, that’s not a sculpture.✦

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everyone sure seems to be avoiding these new flowers like the plague. silver just can’t figure out why, though -- they’re so pretty! the hedgehog gently sweeps their hand across a patch of the pollen-heavy plants, taking it all in. ahh, nature.

suddenly, they notice a small creature hovering nearby... and look at all those diamonds!

“whoa, you’re one weird-looking chao,” (they don’t mean to call her ‘weird-looking’, but that level of bluntness is hardly out of the ordinary, so they pay it no mind... yet).

silver crouches down to take a better look at her, “is that... a chaos emerald inside of you? i wonder what’d happen if i took it -- that wouldn’t hurt you, right? it might get me home, though, so...” they freeze. huh, that’s weird. it’s not like they would've kept any of that to themself, but they would’ve tried to make it sound a little less threatening, at the very least. “sorry! not that i’d just steal it from you! unless i had to, of course,” oof, their mouth is on a roll today. can she even understand what they’re saying? they hope not.