Morgannis

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Has it ever been mentioned how a day/night cycle is going to work? Since there's obvious monsters that are more inclined to be active at night, and vice versa, how is that going to work out RP wise? Especially if some people are slower to post than others, and a scene could potentially go on for a week irl time?

I'm newer to group RPs, so I'm not entirely sure if it would have an established time frame set up by the GM or if it's a scene/character thing here?

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He's just living his best buggy life! He just looks weird, but he's harmless. Unless you're a flower.

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Location: Alphonse's Bedroom -> 3rd Building Resturant || Interactions: None

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When had morning dawned?

Alphonse had been in another world. The hours he spent reading melted away with the wax of the candle, the flame barely still alive. Finally, the book fell to a close, the moth leaning back in the chair with his hands laying gently in his lap. He had read through the night, his gaze slow and thoughtful as he absorbed as much knowledge as he could. Not that he would truly ever need to recall anything about Saint Joan of Arc, but still. He wanted to remember.

It was the pang of hunger that finally drew him out of his own mind. “Oh dear,” his voice was barely a whisper in the dark room, a hand moving to press against his stomach. He had skipped dinner. Again.

Standing slowly and stretching both his body and his wings, Alphonse made his way to the bed, his hand finding a black cloth. Tying it gingerly around his head, covering the two large compound eyes, he was ready to go and obtain sustenance. With the flame blown out, the moth made his way out of his small dark room, and into the bright, sun filled day. The blindfold kept his eyes from burning, the cloth barely thin enough that he could see through. It was good enough, for the time being. He could take it off when he entered the restaurant.

It took Alphonse entirely too long to get there, however, the man taking his time the moment he stepped outside. The air whirled around him, bringing him the delicate floral scents that wafted around. He enjoyed his walk, the rays of the sun giving him a warmth he very rarely felt.

Stepping into the restaurant, he took a seat in a dimmer corner, before removing his blindfold. There was a quick order made, and Alphonse found his eyes gazing out of the nearest window to the world outside, his thoughts once again taking over as he waiting for his sweet Nectar.

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@Kuro
I'd like to think that Alphonse could see Suzy too? He was a guide for the recently deceased after all, so it would sense for him to be able to see spirits.

@Lugubrious
I think Alphonse will give him the benefit of the doubt for a very long time. XD "well maybe I'm just wrong in my assumption.."

I'm hoping to get my first post in before I head to work, but if not I'll post when I get home in the evening.

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So I tried this AI art generator thing out, and while it's not at all perfect, I...I never expected...

He's Beautiful

This is definitely not actually what I was picturing but I'm so shocked and mystified and just BLOWN AWAY by this AI art.

To edit, I gave it a simpler description first and got this one.

It's cute but not mothman

Bleach - Resonant Souls [AU]

Are you still only accepting 5, since there's so much interest?

Umbra Rose Condos

Reading through the sheets, I noticed that Morgannis mentioned Alphonse needing flowers. I didn't intend it at the time, but Khalid does have an indoor garden in his dimly-lit room, and most of the plants he grows are flowering. It might be difficult to arrange a deal since neither are very social, but still, food for thought.

@Lugubrious

Ooo I love that! It could be a way to break the ice. Alphonse just stands there awkwardly, eyeing them.

@Lugubrious Hehe. a "social" butterfly, and a "social butterfly."

@Sky Blue

Hes just an "ugly" butterfly

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<Snipped quote by LupusIntus>

That's definitely part of it. This character is someone who, in turn, investigations supernatural phenomena in order to keep humanity safe from outside threats. Wherever there's a veil, someone's bound to pierce it. While he's staying undercover, though, he doesn't go in with any preconceived notions or intentions other than to learn, so he wouldn't be a threat necessarily. Just kind of a weirdo.

@Lugubrious

It could also be good character growth! Started out as wanting to help the organization, but realizes that these monsters are really just weirdos trying to survive the hatred of humanity.

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<Snipped quote by Sky Blue>

I make them with AI :) You could say I'm a bit of a prompt wizard (happy to take requests, by the way!)

@Red Wizard

Where/how do you make them? I'd love to see AI tackle Alphonse as a mothman..

Left Behind: Mulberry Street

_{Location: Bailey Residence; Luca’s Bedroom -> Kitchen}

Timeframe Early Morning

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_{Interaction(s): None}

Previously: N/A

It was the crying that woke him up. Luca rolled over in his twin-sized bed, his pillow being pulled over his head to try to drown out the noise of his mother crying, but it was still there. It swam in his head, a constant reminder of what the world had become. Out of everyone he knew, his mother was taking it the hardest, and it was up to Tommy and his grandma to take over supporting the family while his father was busy tending to his mom. Surely there was more he could do, too…

Throwing the pillow against the wall his bed rested against, Luca got up and got dressed. The crying had quieted by now, but he could hear very faint voices through the wall that separated his room and the master bedroom. Seemed like his dad was still in comfort mode.

Dressed and ready, the sound of an old car engine humming to life drew Luca to the window, and he watched for a moment as Tommy’s old 2006 Pontiac Grand Prix Sedan pulled out of their driveway, and rushed down the street, towards Huddeen. Trying to contain any bit of fear welling up inside of him, Luca turned and raced down the stairs, into the kitchen. He had to have left a note, right? He wasn’t just leaving them. Right?

Emily greeted him in the kitchen, the older sister still wondering what exactly she should have for breakfast. She didn’t seem worried. “Where did Tommy go?” Luca kept his voice as steady as he could, his sister’s calm demeanor already calming his own worried heart.

“Well good morning,” Emily finally pulled out a bowl, pouring some cereal in it. “Tommy and Grandma went into town. Grandma said that there should still be some stock in the diner, although I think this is the last of it,” she was pulling down a second bowl, waving the box of cereal at Luca, who only gave a tiny nod. With a sigh, Luca sunk into one of the kitchen chairs, his hand reaching to poke the nails on the baseball bat that was left behind.

Silence filled the kitchen as Emily poured half of the usual amount of milk in both bowls, eyeing how much they had left, before she placed the bowl gently in front of Luca. The silence was replaced with the clinking of spoons against ceramic bowl, the pair finishing their breakfast before Luca spoke up again. “Do you…Do you think we’re going to be okay?” He wouldn’t meet Emily’s gaze. She stared at him for a moment, before she looked away, her hands resting in her lap as she tried to find the words to comfort him. What could she say, though?

“Luca,” she started, before she sighed. “We’re going to be okay, but only if we stick together,” he looked up to her smiling face, and she moved to his side of the table, hugging him lightly. The siblings stayed like that for a while, before Emily pulled away, taking her younger brother’s bowl with her. Luca remained sat at the table, staring out of the large windows that looked out into the front yard. He slowly moved to perch himself on the couch that looked directly through those windows, watching the outside gray world. His sister’s words had done very little to ease the anxiety rising in his chest.