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Immortes OFFLINE   Forum Posts: 692 |
Posted: Mon, 22/04/2024 02:32 (5 Days ago) |
 ──────────────────── 𝐷𝐸𝑍𝐸𝑅𝐴𝐸 𝐿𝐼 "𝑭𝒐𝒙 𝑺𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒘" Twenty Five [25] | Female She/Her | Guile/Deceit | ──────────────────── A surprised hum left her mouth as the russet-haired director spun around to face her once the pair cleared the imposing gallery surrounding the front hall. A pair of silver elevators awaited their arrival to the upper floors; although residence halls for staff and the models were seperate — and her own quarters were considered strictly administrative and doubled as a study — the distance between them was generally ignored in favor of much more subtle barriers. Walls created internally rather than externally. All in all, the various sectors of the apartment remained interconnected and thus fairly accessible to all members, "Fate, huh?" Dezerae murmured distractedly, her voice bringing with it lower undertones of what sounded like dry amusement. Her gaze remained facing forward as she replied, "I think fate is a matter of perspective. It may seem all too easy to resign yourself to current circumstance — and the whims of fate. Some are cursed with misfortune at every turn, while others revel in boundless relaxation and prosperity. Regardless of which party you may belong to, it's hard to resign yourself to current circumstances unless you're truly out of options. And even that is temporary." Memories of her late night card games with the Regrator come to mind. The first few, she lost in spectacular fashion — crushed beneath his cunning and ruthlessly competitive edge. Most infuriating was how Pantalone had seemingly gone out of his way to keep the Ace of Spades out of her hands every time. He would always move first, setting the stage. It kept her on the back foot, kept her dancing to his tune. It was only after she was being led around by the nose (and soundly humiliated) for four games straight did she realize that going in blind did have its advantages, clearing the mind of initial biases and conceptions that could affect her choices. Seeing Dakota fumble between assertive and diffident was simultaneously nostalgic and amusing. Not that the Director was fooled; Dakota's fixation upon the grand protraits in the foyer was enough of an indication of where her interests lay. Win a heart with a kiss and the eye with a diamond A short ding preceeded the elevator door sliding open gracefully to reveal glass interiors. Even from within the box, the lobby is visible as the car rises upwards. A smile found itself on Dezerae's face as she shook herself from her musings. "After you." She uttered sweetly, waiting until Dakota had crossed the threshold before joining her. She pressed the button for level four before turning back to Dakota; in the background, the elevator began to rise with barely a jolt. "I must say; your earrings compliment your aesthetic nicely. You certainly have an eye for the expensive." She said with an interested hum, "I've found that there are one of two criteria when people have one of two reactions when it comes to discerning the value of jewelry: the sales price or the jewel on display. Both beauty and price are up to subjective judgement, of course, but the result is the same. So yes, I do believe you'll be staying for quite a while in these silver halls. And I am glad to hear of your determination." The elevator opened to the residence halls; most of them empty as the recent exodus of Illusion Studios' clients cut the roster down to the smaller group it was today. Dezerae decided not to enlighten Dakota on this little piece of news — it wouldn't do to scare the poor girl immediately and if she wanted, she could do her own research. "It's really depressing to tend to a garden full of wilting flowers, don't you think?" ──────────────────── "Suddenly I remembered that her eyelids had never quivered, and that her lilies had not dropped a black petal, or shaken from their places and understood that I danced with one who was more or less than human, and who was drinking up my soul as an bat drinks up blood" [Read more] |
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Posted: Wed, 17/04/2024 13:30 (9 Days ago) |
          
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Posted: Fri, 12/04/2024 03:16 (15 Days ago) |
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──────────────────── 𝐷𝐸𝑍𝐸𝑅𝐴𝐸 𝐿𝐼 "𝑭𝒐𝒙 𝑺𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒘" Twenty Five [25] | Female She/Her | Guile/Deceit | ──────────────────── "You're right on time, sweet thing." Dezerae's voice fills the air with low tones as the vulpine maiden made her presence known to her guest. And what a sight was the Illusion Studios' manager, making innocent passerby gasp and stutter over the sight as they stood outside in a straggled flock of agitated birds. Illuminated in a golden halo, Dezerae stood there with practiced patience, her attire belying the casual slope of her shoulders and attention-averse gaze forward. The sunlight amply bathed the russet locks creating a fiery halo that almost offset her coy eyes. A laziness marked her prowl, grace stemming from confidence and experience slowing her stride to a saunter as she removed herself from the door to meet Dakota. Searching eyes took in the most prominent aspects of her presentation — Ah, do I spot a pixie cut? How fitting, many in our current roster will never vouch for something so grungy...joggers, crop-tops, I see - quite casual,...my, oh my, is that a tattoo. A true rebel this one. Dezerae greeted her with a dry smirk, "Ah, Dakota, yes? You certainly brought your finest for first impressions." Her eyes slid to the inky whorls on her shoulder and she raised an eyebrow with a dry chuckle, "Every model has their own flair; from the ostentatious to the borderline unconventional. If this is your attempt to make a fashion statement, I must say I look forward to what you bring to the table." Taking but a moment to note Dakota's response to her words, Dezerae spun on her heel with a polished smile, her mask back on her face. Automatic doors slid on oiled hinges as the two women came into polished halls and porcelain corridors. Above them, former models, stars, predecessors, looked on from their hung frames, captivating but empty. Dezerae wasn't surprised to see Dakota's gaze wandering steadily upwards with each step forward, wonder stretching her eyes into adoring saucers. She's certainly got ambitious tastes. Dezerae noted to herself before turning back. "They do look so lofty up there, don't they?" She remarked lightly, "The roster of clients' featured by Illusion Studios has been fairly dynamic in recent years; many simply traverse our halls as one step on their journey to success. Their time is sadly fleeting." Not a touch of disappointment affected her otherwise matter-of-fact tone, as if the transient nature of her residents did not bother her in the slightest. If anything her tone was even, at best. Thoughtful. "What we have preserved her is merely a memory, a moment, like an insect preserved in amber. We may miss them, but any and all grief is greatly overshadowed by the hope we have at their success." She smiled at Dakota, eyes sparkling like gems set aflame at the core, "But let's not dwell on them, shall we? To fixate on them is to reminisce on the past, but the only way you'll move forward is by focusing on the present. Your present to be more specific" Dezerae nodded towards the elevators to the upper floors, her tone brisk, "Estella is with your future coworkers at a photo-shoot. Let's get you settled in before they get back. I don't think civilized bedlam makes for good introductions." ──────────────────── "Suddenly I remembered that her eyelids had never quivered, and that her lilies had not dropped a black petal, or shaken from their places and understood that I danced with one who was more or less than human, and who was drinking up my soul as an bat drinks up blood" [Read more] |
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Immortes OFFLINE Forum Posts: 692 |
Posted: Wed, 03/04/2024 23:17 (23 Days ago) |
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灵翔文 "Lysander" "The prince"  23 | cismale | he/him | asexual [ Introduction ] Info here; … [ Appearance ] chinese-american; 6'1; lanky and lean With high cheekbones, unblemished skin, and neatly combed hair, there's something ethereal about his appearance. People who see Lysander often remark upon the combination of his cold beauty and stoic expression, icy veil creating something untouchable yet desired. [ Personality ] With a sharp tongue and clever mind, Lysander comes across as an individual more than capable of holding his own even in solitude. Though rather conservative and serious, the agent is by no means stuffy and has a wide vocabulary as his disposal if needed. Not as genteel or extroverted as the other models, Lysander is fairly dry and blunt when it comes to formal interactions, though less so when in public. Lysander is fairly rigid when it comes to taking orders, willing to see it through until the very end. At the same time, Lysander's defense of his fellow models is passionate, fiercely so, and he is even willing to use manipulation if it helps, although this is never out of malice. His personality differs greatly from the other Illusion Studios models. Where they are self-righteous and bold, Lysander has hidden insecurities and possesses a rather sullen demeanor as a result. He doesn't talk to his colleagues much if at all and prefers to bury himself in his work. His dignified posture and stern gaze drive in a rather composed image, which he takes great care in maintaining. Although not openly unfriendly, his colleagues consider him distant and even bitter at times for unexplained reasons. Lysander can be a bit repressed and awkward in speech, even with people he's close with. He hasn't really gotten to live life outside of the organization. Not only can he come off as incredibly sarcastic, but Lysander cannot help appearing callous and judgmental, especially to individuals who love to throw their money and influence around. His cold front masks a deeply confused and self-doubting individual still struggling to sort out his identity and path forward. The Illusion Studio "Prince" has a lot of doubts about who he is meant to be. The fact that out of all the models, he's the one on top of payroll and appearances sets a lot of invisible pressure on his shoulders to succeed. However, Lysander is well aware that this is not his true calling, but one foisted upon him by fate. But what does that make him? [ About: (WRATH) ] "There's an unspoken agreement that Lysander is a hard pill to swallow, even on a good day. Beneath his mirror-smooth facade, he possesses a unforgiving demeanor and a cutting vocabulary." — Illusion Studios' clients ... info [ Additional Info ] Info here; …
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[size=14]────────────────────[/size] [size=12][b][i] 𝙻𝚈𝚂𝙰𝙽𝙳𝙴𝚁 𝚇𝙸𝙰𝙽𝙶[/i][/b] "𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖂𝖍𝖎𝖙𝖊 𝕻𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊" [/size] [size=6][b][i]Twenty Five [25] | Female She/Her | Guile/Deceit |[/i][/b][/size] [size=14]────────────────────[/size][/center] [size=8]words[/size] [center][size=8][### words][/size] [size=14]────────────────────[/size] [size=6][i][b]"Suddenly I remembered that her eyelids had never quivered, and that her lilies had not dropped a black petal, or shaken from their places and understood that I danced with one who was more or less than human, and who was drinking up my soul as an bat drinks up blood"[/i][/b][/size] [/center] [Read more] |
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Immortes OFFLINE Forum Posts: 692 |
Posted: Tue, 02/04/2024 15:09 (24 Days ago) |
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Immortes OFFLINE Forum Posts: 692 |
Posted: Mon, 01/04/2024 18:05 (25 Days ago) |
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DEZERAE LI  25 | female | she/her | demiromantic Voice claim: Qi'ra — (Solo) [ Introduction ] When it comes to new money, Dezerae Li's up and coming fame set the influential tongues to wagging, saccharine melodies pouring in from unknown corners to entrance the senses. Once a prominent figure of the performance industry, Dezerae's debut in Illusion Studios is the last in the list of many prominent venues requesting the Songird's presence. The vixen stalks breezily between the humorless ledgers and adoring crowds, the opulent company of the Regrator and candle-lit evenings spent in the audience of sycophantic fans and political businessmen. Every interaction is both an opportunity and a show, and how Dezerae loves to perform. Unfortunately, to bathe in luxury and comfort takes an insidious toll. Her voice once comparable to silver bells and innocent birds, Dezerae's long career has since led her down a path of tarnished virtues, insidious secrets, and cynical ideals, all concealed from the public. Still, old habits die hard and there are always favors to keep. Embittered by her failing beauty, Dezerae took the Regrator on one final offer; overseeing the progress of Illusion Studios as a way of protecting her mentor's cherished investment. As she plunges headlong into the company's masquerade of illusions and glamour, she's forced to confront the full weight of her sins, as well as an unbridled desire kindling to grasp those she once held dear. [ Appearance ] Despite her prominent rank as Illusion Studios' Director serving under the auspices of Pantalone Regrator, Dezerae is surprisingly modest in appearance. Presenting herself as clean and unblemished, the majority of attention drawn to her features has people noticing the lively glimmer in her golden eyes, her easy and lopsided smile, and russet wavy hair left flowing past her shoulders that frame a fox-like face. Slim in build, she does not dress in expensive or lavish fabrics, and instead indulges in flowing attire that serves more of a functional role than extravagent laces or sequins. Dark boots make a muted thud with each footstep, a firm sound that carries conviction in every step. Dezerae comes in at 5'9 in terms of height, and her face has been obscured by a fox mask during performances and concerts. [ Personality ] "care for a drink, dear?" ENTP-A | Gemini | 3w2– The Enchanter Inherently sociable, Dezerae has learned to turn her winsome disposition into a mask. Her machavellian psyche evolves out of a need to compete for every ounce of attention given. Her skills with conversation and social etiquette have only increased with age, a silver tongue melting walls and warming the senses. She enjoys the art of threading through silken words and polite niceties to reveal intentions and motivations and is patient enough to wait for the right opportunity to strike before pitching in. Well-versed in the dance of smoke and mirrors, Dezerae is guarded. She keeps her own counsel when it comes to private affairs. For someone as suave as her, airy deflections and harmless lies come easily, a beatific smile or a harmless shrug inserted in conversations when the topics swing too close to home. In the practice of retaining her facade, her artful demeanor helps her remain somewhat detached from her actions — monitoring a situation objectively and neutrally for the best outcome. Unfortunately, over the years, Dezerae has become so well-versed in deception that she cannot even be honest with herself. Her artifice and silver tongue are not infallible and when she senses that others are prying too close to the truth, she'll shut down or abruptly redirect the conversation. She believes that to approach a situation rashly and without deliberation is to set yourself up for failure. Everything is a practiced act, from her outfit to the down-to-earth manner in which Dezerae conducts her analyses, inferences, and deductions. Saccharine smiles are all but absent from Dezerae's vocabulary when she gets into the heart of the matter, relying instead on insight and intuition. Politicians and colleagues alike occasionally consider her honesty snide and disrespectful, but she does not dwell on such matters. Whatever she has decided on, she'll carry out to the end and her determination waits on no one. Similarly, Dezerae is rather grounded in her faith and refuses to trust her fate in a superstitious manner. She believes not in the blessing of a bloodline or heritage, but rather in the glory and riches crafted from her own hands. Disillusioned from a youth where the affection she was granted was mostly withheld, she trusts in a world where she crafts her own fate. This discontented manner of thinking drives her mind to consciously seek out that which she desires without waiting for others to beckon her. Dezerae is decidedly her own judge and jury, and will never take the assumptions and beliefs of others for granted unless it benefits her. A listener rather than a talker in conversation, she spends most of her time listening and digesting the words of others before pitching in with insights of her own, seeking to cut incisively and deeply with each word she speaks. And when the tides of favor swing against her, Dezerae prefers to withdraw rather than bluster on with vainglorious heroics; a calculating mind already brewing with cunning comebacks and icy jabs. [ About: (GUILE) ] detachment | unstable self-image | melancholy | emotional neglect | obssessive thoughts A songbird on the stage is a performer first and foremost, and Dezerae lives for the spotlight. Literally. In her trip to stardom, she's learned to keep what happens behind the stage under covers. Seeking to capture the audience at every turn, she creates a new image, a new perception of herself like a new coat. Under the spotlight, the songbird has a taste of perfection — that forbidden fruit that comes with being loved and desired. Easier to smile and laugh than to confess to the loneliness and anguish behind closed doors. Nobody wants a songbird with a song of woe or bitterness, and Dezerae learned the only way to lie was to believe it. Within years, she mastered her performances and her words are as disingenious as her saccharine songs. And few know her, not truly, as she dances a solitary waltz in a ballroom empty. [ Additional Info ] [X] The manager of Illusion Studios eight models, Dezerae works closely with both the top echelon of Illusion Studios' employed and the models themselves to punch out a schedule, one week at a time. Though she's fond of public appearances and social gatherings, Dezerae keeps a low profile in public and avoids garnering attention and press. Much of her tasks involve basic supervision, timekeeping, and the occasional shoulder to cry on. If anyone asks why the Songbird is suddenly so prone to introversion, she merely shrugs and replies that the models are adults and should be responsible for their own devices. Those who are able to read through the lines will find her hidden in the shadows whenever possible, glad to catch a brief break from the invasive pressure of cameras, reporters, and over-enthusiastic fans. [X] Formerly a prolific singer proud of her voice, Dezerae's singing days are long over and bringing it up makes her sigh in chagrin. She even becomes extremely self-conscious when her songs are on Estella's car, even if she is secretly flattered her paramour cherishes her voice so. To most, Dezerae's unusual quirk is chalked up to modesty and the earnest self-deprecation of an artist. Only those who look closer will see the signs of burnout as Dezerae attempts to erase the career she now sees as a glorified fairytale.
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[size=14]────────────────────[/size] [size=12][b] 𝐷𝐸𝑍𝐸𝑅𝐴𝐸 𝐿𝐼[/b] "𝑭𝒐𝒙 𝑺𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒘" [/size] [size=6][b][i]Twenty Five [25] | Female She/Her | Guile/Deceit |[/i][/b][/size] [size=14]────────────────────[/size][/center] [size=8]words[/size] [center][size=8][### words][/size] [size=14]────────────────────[/size] [size=6][i][b]"Suddenly I remembered that her eyelids had never quivered, and that her lilies had not dropped a black petal, or shaken from their places and understood that I danced with one who was more or less than human, and who was drinking up my soul as an bat drinks up blood"[/i][/b][/size] [/center] [Read more] |
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Immortes OFFLINE Forum Posts: 692 |
Posted: Mon, 01/04/2024 15:35 (25 Days ago) |
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Posted: Mon, 01/04/2024 13:52 (25 Days ago) |
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Posted: Sun, 31/03/2024 00:54 (27 Days ago) |
 [ Illusion Studios ] 𝔊𝔞𝔯𝔩𝔞𝔫𝔡 song: lower one's eyes - Nuyuri ft. flower status : wip genre : dark fantasy, romance, relationship analysis summary : sequel to bouquet...dezerae weaves her posessive nature into a charming gift for her darling, rekindling their relationship and estella's dependency. word count : ### tw : implied yandere, unhealthy/obsessive relationships garland - a circular or spiral arrangement of intertwined material (such as flowers or leaves) — [Read more] |
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Posted: Sat, 30/03/2024 02:56 (28 Days ago) |
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but guile is taken by me (my oc)! [Read more] |
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Posted: Wed, 27/03/2024 19:15 (1 Month ago) |
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thanks for all the great feedback so far on the project. we just can't wait to get it on the road don't read the plot section cuz spoilers haha <3 [Read more] |
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Posted: Fri, 15/03/2024 22:22 (1 Month ago) |
Of Sirens and Splendor pirate!estella blake x. siren!dezerae li au content here. dezerae is a dolphin mer (bottlenose dolphin) [Read more] |
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Posted: Tue, 12/03/2024 19:04 (1 Month ago) |
Illusion Studios estella blake x. dezerae li Illusion Studios Work/Public drabbles go here. But we love more comfort-core stuff. Maybe Estella listening to Ray's albums in the car Leaving post-it-note suggestions of her favorite songs Ray brushing aside some of the tears she notices on Estella's face when they get to some of the sadder songs. Wouldn't want to ruin that new dress would we? Not that Estella would ever admit she was crying, and the last thing she needs is for someone to point it out to her. [Read more] |
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Posted: Tue, 12/03/2024 14:00 (1 Month ago) |
 major wip for now Name: Jadeite Venyce Age: 19 Gender/Pronouns: He/him male pronouns Region of Origin: Lumiere City, Kalos Backstory: Personality: Appearance: xxx Starter Pokemon: Bulbasaur, named Peridot or "Per" for short. Other Information: [Read more] |
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Posted: Wed, 06/03/2024 21:10 (1 Month ago) |
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Posted: Sun, 25/02/2024 02:58 (2 Months ago) |
Illusion Studios - estella blake x. dezerae li what does comfort mean to you? some fluffy drabble fics with estella and dezerae here maybe in the beginning when dezerae discovers how cuddly estella can be in bed flowers? dezerae enjoys gift-giving when she can, and often compares estella to the finest flower in the bouquet. [Read more] |
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Posted: Mon, 05/02/2024 02:33 (2 Months ago) |
 [ Drabble Writing ] 𝔖𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔫𝔣𝔯𝔢𝔲𝔡𝔢 music : lone digger status : work in progress, unfinished genre : implied angst, relationship analysis summary : after cutting some "problematic" clientele from the northland bank, dezerae is left to muse over the heavy weight of her business transactions, and the depths of pantalone's generosity. word count : ### tw : n/a _______Dezerae spun around to see the Regrator holding his hands out for the office phone, his violet eyes inscrutable. She stares at him without a word before proceeding to set the communicator down with a hard click. The silence weighs heavy in the office as the redhead avoids eye contact, her golden eyes dimmer than in weeks. Her nails tap with curt clicks on the desk before she responds in a voice that is painfully light and unconvincing, “Of course it has. You don’t see me complaining, do you.” _______Pantalone raises an eyebrow at her forceful tone, but does not respond immediately. “On the contrary, Dezerae, I find that actions speak louder than words” He crosses to his desk and sits down, brushing some paperwork aside and sorting the loose leaves into piles for later. Every movement has a purpose. As with most things he does, the movement is precise and thorough. Nothing gets left out; his sharp eye leaves his office feeling more like a laboratory than an official study setting. _______‘The space reflects the person.’ Dezerae noted bitterly to herself. She took a few deep breaths, cooling her tone down considerably but a sullen aura still hangs heavy in the air. “I’m afraid I’m not as controlled in demeanor as you are, Regrator. It’s something I’m working on.” _______As usual, her flattery gets her nothing but a raised eyebrow that indicates her darts are flying wide. “Do calm down, Dezerae. Your temper brings nothing but trouble.” He meets her eyes with an expression that is carefully neutral. “I have mentioned this before. There is no need for hostility between us as long as your performance is adequate. Which it has been so far. As for the matter of these—” _______“Unruly clients.” She finishes wearily. “Unruly and displeased.” _______Pantalone nods fractionally. “Unruly indeed. Do take my generosity for their business practices with a grain of salt.” He taps the phone transcript twice, stiff black ink detailing in no uncertain terms the end of Northland Banks’ clemency. Although the transcript captured every word spoken in detail, a leaf of paper did not hold the cadence or tenor of a voice, or the sympathy Dezerae had to force from her voice when she cut the spider strings many hopeful entrepreneurs hung their businesses from. The Yuheng Mercantile Guild would suffer dearly for their offenses, not including their various loans from the Northland Bank. And soon, even those debts would come due. “No other buyer or businessman would come close to their exorbitant prices, which they have made no effort to lower. In the end, a merchant is as powerful as those who seek out their services. If they do not take their sales base into consideration, then I’m afraid their goals were misplaced.” _______to be continued... [Read more] |
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Posted: Sun, 04/02/2024 01:08 (2 Months ago) |
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Come on people, this is not the time to be biophobic. There are bigger elephants in our great world. We're barely out of Covid-era and in my general not-so-scientifically informed opinion, we should be focusing on keeping ourselves healthy and safe, touching grass, and spreading the love. Before you make an opinion that hurts others for no good reason than your ego and online image, at least do some educated research. Covid showed us the lies of anti-vaxx campaigns so let's end it there. I'm bisexual and I have a boyfriend. It does not mean I am straight or that I do not like girls. End of story. [Read more] |
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Posted: Mon, 22/01/2024 23:16 (3 Months ago) |
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Immortes Character name: Lophorina Gender: Nonbinary Pronouns: They/them Age: 8 years Tribe: Skywing/Rainwing hybrid Outcast or wings of Hope? Outcast Abilities: still debating this part X_X Appearance: Personality: Abilities: Backstory Other: Named after the "superb" bird of paradise, latin name: Lophorina superba. Much like his namesake bird, Lophorina enjoys collecting anything and everything of beauty and shine, mustering up quite the stash. Since his relocation to the dark caves, he's settled for collecting rocks instead of flowers, vines and fruits — placing them in the brightly lit areas of his den to liven up the atmosphere. It's the only sort of frivolous activity that he deems befitting for a dragon of his status. In the wild, birds of paradise spend hours upon hours putting their bright colors and dances to good use to attract a mate, a very time-consuming effort for the male. [Read more] |
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Posted: Sat, 13/01/2024 20:01 (3 Months ago) |
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♥ Character Name | Dezerae Circinus ♥ Aliases | The Songbird | 鸣禽 ♥ Age | 26 ♥ Gender | Female ♥ Pronouns | she/her ♥ Sexuality | Demisexual/Lesbian ♥ Appearance ♥ (x) ♥ Personality ♥ ENTP-A | 4w3 | True Neutral | Libra + insightful, charismatic, driven, light-hearted, punctual - opportunistic, artful, possessive, beguiling, evasive ♥ Sin ♥ ( Guile: Deceit ) CW : emotional self-neglect, gaslighting A songbird on the stage is a performer first and foremost, and Dezerae lives for the spotlight. Literally. In her trip to stardom, she's learned to keep what happens behind the stage under covers. Seeking to capture the audience at every turn, she creates a new image, a new perception of herself like a new coat. Under the spotlight, the songbird has a taste of perfection — that forbidden fruit that comes with being loved and desired. It's an addiction to love itself, the more she devours, the more she wants and gets. Easier to smile and laugh than to confess to the loneliness and anguish behind closed doors. Nobody wants a songbird with a song of woe or bitterness, and Dezerae learned the only way to lie was to believe it. Within years, she mastered her performances and her words are as disingenuous as her saccharine songs. And few know her, not truly, as she dances a solitary waltz in a ballroom empty. ♥ Additional Info ♥ ♥ A managerial agent of Illusion Studios eight models, Dezerae works closely with both the top echelon of Illusion Studios' employed and the models themselves to punch out a schedule, one week at a time. Though she's fond of public appearances and social gatherings, Dezerae keeps a low profile in public and avoids garnering attention and press. Much of her tasks involve basic supervision, timekeeping, and the occasional shoulder to cry on. If anyone asks why the Songbird is suddenly so prone to introversion, she merely shrugs and replies that the models are adults and should be responsible for their own devices. Those who are able to read through the lines will find her hidden in the shadows whenever possible, glad to catch a brief break from the invasive pressure of cameras, reporters, and over-enthusiastic fans. ♥ Can be caught singing, humming, or trilling under her breathe occasionally. Her notes never actually line up with any one tune, and instead just serve as a way to pass the time. 🤍 [Read more] |
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