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Umbra Rose Condos

Alright, I know it's not my call to make, obviously, and I'm as biased as bias gets; but things seem to be slowing down a bit, it might be time for a timeskip?

Umbra Rose Condos

Borkus is an absolute fucking icon.

Starlight Cove: Oceanside Memories

Mimi

M I M I
M I M I

^{"My family always said my great great grandfather was a wizard."
"...I don't know how much I believe that, but at least I get a cool dress out of it!"}

C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T _________________________________________________________ C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y _________________________________________________________ Miriam Santorini is a twenty-three year old bookworm who spends a frankly improbable amount of time reading when she's not writing short stories to sell, sent off to the mainland. Despite that, she's fairly personable, and maintains a decent social life. Her greatest sacrifice is sleep, which she doesn't get quite enough of, and mitigates the lack of through unreasonable amounts of tea.

C H A R A C T E R B I O G R A P H Y C H A R A C T E R B I O G R A P H Y ________________________________________________________________________________________ There are stories passed down in the Santorini family about their ancestor Gran-Lupo, and the magical prowess that he apparently had. Enough to grow crops in a day and a tree in a week; to divert streams, create ponds, and pile up hills. And, they say, that's how the Santorini family home came to be. Smallish, humble, made of dark gray stone, it sits atop a lakeside hill just outside of town, where Miriam lives along with her grandmother, parents, and two siblings. Miriam doesn't quite believe in the stories of Gran-Lupo Santorini. Not really. But she still thinks that there's something like magic here. So though the Santorini family has clearly seen better days, despite their money drying up and what prestige they had falling largely by the wayside, Miriam quite likes it here. She was always a quiet sort growing up; and even now, though she's perfectly happy socializing, she's still rather introverted, and the thought of moving to the big city that excites others her age makes her break out in hives. She's more than happy to stay here with her books and papers, devouring whole libraries and using the money that she makes by selling stories to ship yet more out to Starlight Cove. When not otherwise occupied with her books, peers, or household, she's often out in nature, rambling across the island and enjoying the island's 'magic.' As long as she doesn't break her glasses. She's helpless without them.

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Starlight Cove: Oceanside Memories

NaCl is a rock

Starlight Cove: Oceanside Memories

we all eat rocks if you think about it

Starlight Cove: Oceanside Memories

Mimi

M I M I
M I M I

^{"My family always said my great great grandfather was a wizard."
"...I don't know how much I believe that, but at least I get a cool dress out of it!"}

C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T _________________________________________________________ C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y _________________________________________________________ Miriam Santorini is a twenty-three year old bookworm who spends a frankly improbable amount of time reading when she's not writing short stories to sell, sent off to the mainland through snail mail. Despite that, she's fairly personable, and maintains a decent social life. Her greatest sacrifice is sleep, which she doesn't get quite enough of, and mitigates the lack of through unreasonable amounts of tea.

C H A R A C T E R B I O G R A P H Y C H A R A C T E R B I O G R A P H Y ________________________________________________________________________________________ There are stories passed down in the Santorini family about their ancestor Gran-Lupe, and the magical prowess that he apparently had. Enough to grow crops in a day and a tree in a week; to divert streams, create ponds, and pile up hills. And, they say, that's how the Santorini family home came to be. Smallish, humble, made of dark gray stone, it sits atop a lakeside hill just outside of town, where Miriam lives along with her grandmother, parents, and two siblings. Miriam doesn't quite believe in the stories of Gran-Lupe Santorini. Not really. But she still thinks that there's something like magic here. So though the Santorini family has clearly seen better days, despite their money drying up and what prestige they had falling largely by the wayside, Miriam quite likes it here. She was always a quiet sort growing up; and even now, though she's perfectly happy socializing, she's still rather introverted, and the thought of moving to the big city that excites others her age makes her break out in hives. She's more than happy to stay here with her books and papers, devouring whole libraries and using the money that she makes by selling stories to ship yet more out to Starlight Cove. When not otherwise occupied with her books, peers, or household, she's often out in nature, rambling across the island and enjoying the island's 'magic.' As long as she doesn't break her glasses. She's helpless without them.

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Lem's Stash

Mimi

M I M I
M I M I

^{"My family always said my great great grandfather was a wizard."
"...I don't know how much I believe that, but at least I get a cool dress out of it!"}

C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T _________________________________________________________ C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y _________________________________________________________ Miriam Santorini is a twenty-three year old bookworm who spends a frankly improbable amount of time reading when she's not writing short stories to sell, sent off to the mainland through snail mail. Despite that, she's fairly personable, and maintains a decent social life. Her greatest sacrifice is sleep, which she doesn't get quite enough of, and mitigates the lack of through unreasonable amounts of tea.

C H A R A C T E R B I O G R A P H Y C H A R A C T E R B I O G R A P H Y ________________________________________________________________________________________ There are stories passed down in the Santorini family about their ancestor Gran-Lupe, and the magical prowess that he apparently had. Enough to grow crops in a day and a tree in a week; to divert streams, create ponds, and pile up hills. And, they say, that's how the Santorini family home came to be. Smallish, humble, made of dark gray stone, it sits atop a lakeside hill just outside of town, where Miriam lives along with her grandmother, parents, and two siblings. Miriam doesn't quite believe in the stories of Gran-Lupe Santorini. Not really. But she still thinks that there's something like magic here. So though the Santorini family has clearly seen better days, despite their money drying up and what prestige they had falling largely by the wayside, Miriam quite likes it here. She was always a quiet sort growing up; and even now, though she's perfectly happy socializing, she's still rather introverted, and the thought of moving to the big city that excites others her age makes her break out in hives. She's more than happy to stay here with her books and papers, devouring whole libraries and using the money that she makes by selling stories to ship yet more out to Starlight Cove. When not otherwise occupied with her books, peers, or household, she's often out in nature, rambling across the island and enjoying the island's 'magic.' As long as she doesn't break her glasses. She's helpless without them.

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Umbra Rose Condos

Second verse, same as the first. If they're an object of worship with significant enough worship that their symbols could be considered symbols of that god, then Velvet remains uncomfortable.

Umbra Rose Condos

Moon god; still a god. A great deal of pain.

Umbra Rose Condos

Hey, does/would Velvet get along with Tsukuyomi? I had a thought.

@CitrusArms

Do you mean like, Tsukuyomi, the god? Or is there a character I missed named as such?