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Mollymauk Tealeaf w. Anastasia | closed starter for @tragcdyfallen

The universe had a twisted sense of humor. In an island full of people with no memories, fake memories and partial memories, Molly could actually remember his latest two years in Exandria perfectly. Not a thing before that, of course. Just the circus and the Mighty Nein, both families he found. "This whole collective amnesia thing is giving me the most ironic deja vu."

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Mollymauk Tealeaf w. Lois Lane | closed starter for @nixetdracones

In the time since arriving to Ivy Cove, Molly's knowledge of the world and it's habitants had expanded in the most bizarre ways. He was quite used to magic and strangeness, and yet there were events on this island even he had a hard time understanding. More surprisingly, all of the people had just showed up here from all sorts of places, without any explanation. "Do you have a theory to how this all happened? Omnipotent being playing dolls? Gods having some bets? Are we all dead and just haven't noticed yet?"

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Mollymauk Tealeaf w. Claudia de Pointe du Lac | closed starter for @icarianed

It would be strange to walk around the island with swords on display. Not that Molly minded being perceived as strange or judged in any way, but that seemed a bit too much even for him. Still, they felt unsafe without the loyal weapons at arms reach. "Do you even feel exposed when you go out without an... accessory that you're quite used to wearing?"

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Mollymauk Tealeaf w. Makoto Kino | closed starter for @khaenriahsrose

Molly had always been confident and very sure of himself, but even the most self-assured people needed a second opinion at times. His style was loud and bright, but that visual cacophony was selected with care to create their great looks. They couldn't let a poorly chosen accessory ruin their vibe. "Be honest with me. Are the red glasses working? I think they go well with my eyes, but I'm not sure if they clash with the tattoos the wrong way."

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Mollymauk Tealeaf w. Circe | closed starter for @divincechoes

Though Molly occupied one of the most colorful, cluttered houses of Cordova Grove, there was still space for more. To feel like a home, and, more importantly, to feel like it was theirs, the little cottage need an extra touch of life. After asking around and getting a few recommendations, they arrived at an address, with a single name to guide them. "Excuse me, ma'am, I am looking for someone called Circe, would that be you? I am Mollymauk Tealeaf, at your service, and I am in desperate need of help to save my house from the threat of boredom. I'm trying to get some plants in there, and ideally keep them alive, and I've been told you are the person who could give me some advice on that?" If Molly could choose, he would go for the most extravagante plants. Maybe some edible, maybe some poisonous. But he would take the specialist's guidance on that, if he was lucky enough to get it.

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Mollymauk Tealeaf w. Yasha Nydoorin | closed starter for @seccndchances

There were few instances in life where Mollymauk Tealeaf had actually shut up. For someone with no past repertoire, they sure had a lot to say in any given situation. This moment, however, left him wordless. In the low light of the bar, looking more like a fallen angel then ever, his closest friend in the world was standing. Yasha didn't look hurt, or like she had recently escaped captivity. Molly could almost believe she was never taken at all, if it wasn't for the days of constant worry, the absolute fear that had made him company for every hour since the Mighty Nein woke up to find half of their family gone.

For once, the tiefling walked slowly, not showing off or calling attention to themself. As soon as he saw Yasha, instead of standing up straight as the weight of her absence was lifted off his shoulders, it was like Molly could finally let go of the brave face. Step by step, he got closer, eyes never leaving his friend, until she was within arms reach. Then, still silent, he hugged her as tight as possible for a long moment, hiding his face against her shoulder. By the time Molly gathered enough strenght to look up and actually speak, still holding on to his sister, there were tears staining her clothes. "Gods, I thought you were gone. I couldn't say it to the other, couldn't worry them even more, but I've never been so fucking scared. Can't lose you, love. I don't think I could handle that."

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Mollymauk Tealeaf w. Jester Lavorre | closed starter for @sunshiinefades

The prettiest, brightest sight took shape in front of Mollymauk's eyes. In a bakery, of course, her natural habitat. In his not-so-long memory, he couldn't recall ever feeling this much relief. With a loud laughter, Molly ran to the other tiefling and put their arms around her waist, raising Jester in the air and spinning around. "You are such a joy to behold, Miss Lavorre. Gods, you had me worried." She was safe. The heart of their group, the strongest and most delicate of the Nein, was free and whole. After a couple spins, he set Jester back on her feet and took a step back to properly look at her. "Are you alright? If the bastards hurt you at all, we will find them and turn them into confetti, but that can wait. We must have a celebration first, a big and annoying one." The mental image of her being taken, scared and hurt, tried to make it's way back to Molly's mind, and they shushed the thought away. Jester was here. Jester was okay. She was okay. He wasn't losing this one.

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Mollymauk Tealeaf w. Caleb Widogast | closed starter for @hxlcycnx

Molly wouldn't call himself an intellectual, and academic environments weren't always the most welcoming, but, if was going to find his friend anywhere on this island, his best shot would be the place with the higher concentration of books possible. They walked with purpose and a fancy air of belonging, so nobody bothered to check their credentials. The purple tiefling just wandered through the halls of the university (or was it a college? Was there any difference?) until he spotted a familiar fiery head.

They didn't waste time trying to be stealthy, Mollymauk enjoyed making an entrice, and it they were hard to miss in a crowd. Walking in a straight line towards the wizard, he took Caleb's face in his hands and gave him a kiss on each cheek as a form of greeting. "Knew I'd find you here, magic man. So, what's the plan? Is the world ending? Are we all dead and just haven't noticed yet?" A bright mind like Caleb's would have more answers than the blood hunter could come up with on his own, but answers weren't his real priority here. They were more of an excuse for getting the family back together.