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SALSA VERDE
SALSA VERDE

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Hi, I’m Salsa Verde, arguably the best salsa and formally known as the writer, Syn. I’m a Wildlife Biologist traveling the country looking to work with the coolest: herps, mammals, birds, and invertebrates I can get my hands on. I also like plants, trees, and fungi specifically. I’ve been writing for about 13 years now and recently decided to get back into it. I enjoy anything from casual to high roleplay, 1x1, and arena. My main genres tend to be anime, SOL, and superhero but I’m really down to participate in anything. And yeah I like all that weeb shit.

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@Rockette

Let’s call it divination
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Something tells me you play Final Fantasy.
Lmao advanced

Psychedelic


Baroque


Ukiyoe
I sent my post before I lost service for the night so spelling mistakes be damned.
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EUN-JI "AMANITA" PARK UDF: CETRA EAST COMMAND [Briefing Room] Day 1 - 05:00AM @Prisk

Eun-ji wasn’t much impressed with the facilities that lay in underground, to her there were better uses of underground exploration and they mostly related to fungal and flora networks. To say she was biased was evident, but was the military not biased in their campaign for an underground base? Despite being research div she had her fair share of brush ups with the military type and they were never ones she enjoyed dealing with. Mostly from the fact they practiced and preached violence instead of science and understanding. She didn’t bother attempting to clash the two schools of thought so instead she kept her head high even in the face of disagreement. Whats more was they were asked to wear UDF colors. It wasn’t the colors Eun-Ji had an issue with so much as the outfit as a whole. Biting her nail in confusion she could help but think of edits in her head for a second design phase. “This simply won’t do” affirming her need to have some creative liberties.

Before she made head way to the meeting she ducked into one of the rooms in search of needles, scissors, and twine. Most of it she was able to find in what seemed to be a medical inventory, the rest she would have to hope she had spares in her never ending bag. Tucking her hair into a messy bun she went to work as her hands were converted from scientist to seamstress, oh how her mother would have been proud. Like clockwork she outdid what machines could do with a higher mark of precision. The shirt was more fitted to her body, but didn’t constrict around the parts where she needed to release her spores. As for the pants they were more fitted and hemmed from top to bottom, leaving her waist snug as well as her bottoms. They almost looked like capris now, but the more surface area she had exposed the more use of her spirits. The pants also had tiny gaps and holes to make them breathable and act as a vector for her abilities. The boots were a bit much, but she could customize them later or swap them out entirely. Either way she was happy with her newly modified outfit, it only need to be paired with a tiny low cut officers jacket and maybe a different camo color but overall it worked.

Perhaps a S.W.A.R.G boutique was in her future.

Wishful thinking despite being decorated with marks like a Tiger scout in 고려스카우트 연맹 or Goryeo Scout Association. Either way the wolf biting a sword was badass to her and only furthered to serve her image as a femme fatale even if none of her peers were cognizant of that yet. Eun-Ji found an empty seat in the briefing room, eyeing and sizing up her squad mates. Only two had arrived just before her, Garuda whom she fully met on the train, and another girl who seemed homely and well put together. With the lights dimming she’d be unable to see the rest of the cast amidst the shadows, so for now she would settle on hearing the brief. Immediately she made heads and tails of the old man speaking, he had every making of your archetype general from every war movie ever since the dawn of time. He was rugged, stoic, classic crew cut, big drill sergeant bravado, the works.

The map did more to captivate her than the asset in question, that was until he named who the asset was and could turn into, ultimately leading into a verbal fire fight between him and Emilia. Eun-Ji was distraught visibly and audibly, not prepared nor expecting the brief to take such a sharp and personal turn. She almost felt guilty for being privy to a conversation that should have been private; the airing of dirty laundry in a professional setting by a superior who by all accounts should have been professional was the cherry on top. What Eun-Ji didn’t learn on that train ride she surely knew now as well as everyone else in the room. After the brief was over she would have to make an appearance beside her just to ensure she was okay after that messy tirade.

Her ears didn’t perk up again until the mention of her name and that of her scientific contemporary, Isolde. Ah yes what she had desired the most, an influx of any and all data collected in transition to help with the salve to eliminate the fungus turning men and beast equally ravenous. With the meeting adjourned, Eun-Ji waited until Emilia’s talk with the general was over. Just so, Isolde passed ahead heading for the LZ. A fork in the road already presenting itself, she decided to make sure Emilia was fine before she conferred with her ResDiv partner. “That guy has some nerve. How have you managed to work under that for so long?” She asked hoping to lighten the mood.



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  • 고려스카우트 연맹 (Goryeo Scouts Association) is Goryeo’s youth movement employing the Scout method, a program of informal education with an emphasis on practical outdoor activities, including camping, woodcraft, aquatics, hiking, backpacking, and sports. Another widely recognized movement characteristic is the Scout uniform, by intent hiding all differences of social standing in a country and making for equality, with neckerchief and campaign hat or comparable headwear. Distinctive uniform insignia include the fleur-de-lis and the trefoil, as well as merit badges and other patches. The main emblem for Goryeo is a tiger. Both the modern stylized emblem and this historic emblem feature the head of a tiger. Officially it symbolizes the "bravery of Goryeon Scouts". The Goryeo Peninsula was once within the tiger's historic range; this may also be an allusion to Goryeo’s status as one of the Four Asian Tigers.

    The Tiger Scout is the highest rank and award the Scout and the Venture Scout may achieve.

    An active Air Scout program is also popular.

    The Scout Motto is 준비, pronounced jun bi, Preparation in Goryeon.

    Officially the round-shaped outer petals of the new purple fleur-de-lis are based on the taeguk, symbolizing hope of reunification of the Goryeon peninsula. A tiger head, symbolizing bravery, is also featured.

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MEIR MAGGID


act one: way down we go
p. johnson's
@Prisk@sweven7
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There was a slight comfort in having Hanna’s almost alluring presence there, she was just as lively with banter as always. If it weren’t for the fact he felt as though he was staring down a barrel of a loaded gun when Freya walked in he might have been able to impress his homecoming queen with his quick quips. She did in fact look good and made it look easy but she was just continuing her streak from High school plus a few extra zeros in her bank account with an endless array of sponsors to choose from in the form of skin care products. Of course this was all hypothetical and the assumption he was building up in his head of what her seemingly perfect life was made out to be. He chugged his first whiskey sour after fumbling around with his mouth looking for the tiny red cocktail straw. He probably looked like a horse grinding vegetation between his teeth, gums and all. Hopefully the spectacle Hanna was making with Connor was enough to sway away any searching eyes.

The effects of the alcohol slowly but surely started to take root in his body, it didn’t help that he hadn’t eaten before coming here and after having his second and onto his third it was more than enough to start making his lips loose. “Not nervous,” he said clearing his throat “I just didn’t realize who else was coming to this. I think I can fend off your old plastics, they’re probably tan bed burnt and through two marriages already. Buy me another drink and I just might have room to be your friend.”

The truth is he was nervous, the ichor only served as a temporary remedy to his infliction. He had no clue what he was nervous about, he hadn’t thought about her in ages. Well that was a lie, there were random spots in the reel of time, but they were fleeting and of meetings you could hardly call memories. Plus he was a new man now, new clothes, new body, new him. Almost as if he was the assemblage of every lay persons New Years resolution. And it worked. He had pranced around the idea of tinder until his students made one for him during a barren lecture hall. He went on a few dates, some where he was absolutely abysmal in terms of depth and others, well, that lasted one night. It was good for his confidence, but hollow in the end.

Meir did want to sit and catch up with Sara, he still felt the pangs of guilt that they mutually just vanished from each other’s lives. How he missed going over to her house to study or carpool and feeling welcomed into her family gatherings even though he was the only white boy there. A chuckle slipped out of his mouth from nostalgia. Yet, Freya was serving as an impasse to that. In his mind he gave himself a slight pep talk before he visibly shook his shoulders, “I can do this” he repeatedly mentally…then bishop arrived and made his way to the booth and even Jack left the capsule behind and went to the booth, et tu Jack he imagined her in roman garb after slapping him on the back, only missing a hidden stiletto.

Since the booth had already taken the ensemble of Ritman’s alumni, Meir decided to keep his feet planted at the bar. “Well I guess it’s just you two, me, and the capsule. What do you think is in here anyways? A broken acrylic nail from you Hanna and what? Your newspaper clippings and medals from literally every winter and summer sport you played Connor?” He didn’t know if that was him or the whiskey talking, he was about to find out.

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It’s one alien race shooting a warning flare to the others because an invading ship house fleet is attacking
This is what I got for typing in "Belladonna" and using the Love style. Really pretty and dreamy actually. Kind of sensual too.


I see buttcheeks.
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