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Current With a heavy heart, I set sail.
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1 mo ago
First time making samosas from scratch; also making fried pakoras, fruit salad, and daal. I can't wait to try it all~
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1 mo ago
Okowa, the sister of sushi! I got my chicken, my fish, my mushrooms - I'm gonna drown it all in soy sauce-
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1 mo ago
Maybe I'll play Cyberpunk 2077 some more. My brother maxed out my character a year and a half ago. Haven't seen him since. Miss him.
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2 mos ago
Mica, my pet snail, passed away today. :(
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”Mr. Dawson, why don't you have a seat?” He said, gesturing to the brown leather chair he had his hand resting on.

The men behind Adel stepped forward. They each placed a firm hand around his upper arms, half-guiding, half-dragging Adel to the seat. If Adel struggled in any way, their plan would have been quickly subduing him with a blow to the cheek - but besides tensing up, the man didn’t fight.

They shoved Adel into the seat, twisting it so it faced the mirror. Vincent still had that smirk on his face as he picked up a bowl of shaving cream and an applicator brush on the counter.

Slowly, methodically, Vincent applied shaving cream to Adel's face while speaking.

”Now, my men tell me that you and your spies have decided to make it your home in White Pine. Not that I care too much about that.”

He set down the bowl, picking out a barber's blade instead. He opened it, the fresh gleam of a clean, sharp blade within.

“What I really care about, though, is who set you up to do this.”

The blade pressed against Adel's neck as Vincent leaned over, staring at the man through the mirror.

”So, what'll it be, Canary? You gonna sing?”


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Nocturnal Memoirs (2024)




"A million times I have done this charade. The moment people figure it out, I get the boot." she thought.

"But don't you want to see the fear in their eyes when they see who you really are...? Don't you want dominion of this place, just like how you were unchallenged in Vaal Kastrix?" said the Voice.

Ciara scoffed, immediately thinking of Gulliver and Valen. "I'd love to wipe the smirk off their faces."

"It starts by building a rumor. A rumor of power. This could be the place to start."

She took a deep breath, narrowing her eyes resolutely at the Undermage. "Head Advisor, with all due respect, you have no right to ask me about my intentions. If you want answers..."

She stood from her seat, rising to her full height.

"You'll have to duel me for them."


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Iris Ascendis Roleplay (2023) | TikTok Tribute




We have a RPer Appreciation thread?
This is beautiful, I'll bookmark it. (2016)
Another kind comment. (2024)
This is what makes it worth it. (2024)
I'm grateful for the ride. (2024)








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@Days Any good news? :)
Lol, nice one. XD



Ciara Ventura

Iris Record, Third Floor, Mysterious Cathedral
@Nanaya, @AThousandCurses







The flowing black cloak.

The dark crossbolt.

It couldn't be…

An actual Umbralist.

”It's dark! Pitch! It delights me so!”

”Finally! Ah, doesn't it smell wonderful?”

”After all this time, a joyous day arrives!”

The Voices were all in an uproar, hollering and cackling like maniacs, deafening her own thoughts in her head. Ciara's eyes screwed up, trying to focus, to block out the joy that threatened to creep out in a sick smile on her face.

Instead, she tried to focus on the Umbralist, the crossbow in his hand, the color of his aura, his taste. And it was indeed black, blacker than black, as the Voices were so gleeful for. Black like Valen.

It was… fascinating. To be so close to so much darkness. She had no doubt that the man before them would kill them if given the chance.

But, looking behind him, to the altar, to Davil. There was little choice. Chunji’s eyes had led true, and now it was time to reap their rewards: rescuing Davil.

Her eyes drifted to the windows briefly. Could she smash through them, and escape? They clearly were no longer in the tower. Perhaps this was where she could stage her escape.

But, looking at Davil, slowly bleeding out at the foot of the altar… How could she do that? How could she abandon a friend, one so weak as Davil? How could she betray him like that?

No, getting Davil to safety was more important.

The moment after Chunji casted his spell, she disappeared into a puff of darkness, reappearing in the shadow of the altar, aiming to kick the crossbow away from Davil. Then, eyes never leaving the Umbralist, she scooped up Davil in her arms, thanking the fates she had been healed.

Summoning tentacle-like shadow appendages from her shadow, she raised them high in a defensive position, ready to knock away any attack that the Umbralist might try to throw their way if Chunji's magic didn't work. And, she began running, head on a pivot, back towards the entrance of the cathedral. Back towards Chunji.

The reptiles, as they came nipping on her heels, trying to get in her way, the tentacles immediatly would wrap around them, constricting them with enough force to snap spines, whatever they were made of.

She just had to hold on...

Hang in there, Davil!

Flora, maybe...?

Would anyone like to post before me? I'm thinking of having something up the 5th or 6th. A little delayed then what I previously said, yes, but should let any interactions with the scene happen before a certain playboy walks onto the scene.



P.B.121, The Long Train


@Squirrel98




The ‘Employee's Only’ door led to a strange sight indeed. Amanda found herself on a train, a long train, darkness of a tunnel outside the windows. She could hear pin-drop silence as the train sat there on the tracks, unmoving.

The only disgusting part were the leeches hiding in the shadows, squirming in the darkness. Larger than normal. Black, ugly things. They seemed to be aware of her presence, but made no move towards her.

Doen the carriage, if she were to carefully step over any leeches in her path, she would find words elegantly stenciled over the window beside the train's exit double doors. It read as followed:

I rest between blood and other bodily fluids,
You love to drink me,
I change forms when beaten,
What am I?


Down another carriage, near the end of the train, there was one more closed exit door with writing stenciled beside it:

I move one step at a time,
I rule all,
Everyone is out to get me,
And when I die they always call me their mate,
Who am I?


Looking at the doors themselves, they seemed unresponsive to any button pressing or forcing open. It seemed the riddles had something to do with the doors, but was up to Amanda to decide how she wanted to tackle this room.

The eggbutts, excluding Hazard, were also present on the train, sitting on one of the seats, staring at Amanda.






P.B.118, The Lurker Hallway


@Xandrya




Michelle, burdened with food and companion, made it through the door to the other side. She stared at a wall with lights pointed downward. Looking to the left, the hall extended endlessly, and looking to the right, the hall extended endlessly.

Directly in front of her was a shut door similar to the one she had just exited, made of wood, with a knob. Spray painted in black beside the door was a jumble of letters that, at first, made no sense.

Jg zpv xbou up npwf qbtu uijt epps,
tubz tujmm.
Tubz qfsgfdumz tujmm.


And as Michelle would ponder over what the words could possibly mean, she could hear it. Far in the distance on her left side, a slight pitter-patter of… feet?

Mr. Squiggles seemed to squirm in Michelle's hand, ”Whatever you want to do,” it said in her child's voice, “Do it quick.”

@Donut Look Now She's gorgeous. I'll update your player chip when I have some time. :)

Tomatoes, tomatoes everywhere....
Wow, looks like I might have to post again, hehe. Perhaps tomorrow or the day after.
Since the execution is happening the same day that Nyx became Asteria, she would still be playing that role. However... I imagine it would be a simple thing to have Mene and her in their quarters on the ship, and have Mene fall asleep...
I was a bit busy again today, sorry for the delay! Should have something up tomorrow.

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