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Immortes ONLINE Forum Posts: 690 |
Posted: Wed, 27/03/2024 19:15 (23 Hours ago) |
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 (12 Days 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 (15 Days 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 (16 Days 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 (21 Days ago) |
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Posted: Sun, 25/02/2024 02:58 (1 Month 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 (1 Month ago) |
[ Drabble Writing ] 𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐔𝐃𝐄 music : lone digger status : work in progress, unfinished genre : implied angst, relationship analysis summary : after cutting some "problematic" clientele from northland bank's generosity, dezerae is left to muse over the heavy weight of the business. 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 (1 Month ago) |
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 (2 Months ago) |
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 (2 Months ago) |
♥ 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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Posted: Mon, 20/11/2023 05:25 (4 Months ago) |
She tapped the table while she pondered what to say back. Ray was more than familiar with the bond between the Regrator and the Doctor, a personalized dynamic with countless years of experience. This was not to say that she found the Doctor's company to be any less forbidding. All of Snezhnaya's ice stuffed into a person, and a tongue more poisonous than a snake's. There was a bond to be found between those of intellectual genius, one Ray could respect as a woman of sweetened tongue. It wasn't as if their cruelties could be measured - one cut people apart with needles and knives, whereas Pantalone could rip someone apart with words and lies. The playful exasperation evident in Pantalone's voice did not go unnoticed by her, and Ray chuckled dryly. As much as the Harbingers tried to keep their distance from their peers to save face and hide their intentions, sometimes intimacy lurked below the ice. "Give the good Doctor my regards as well." Ray said calmly as she made some notes on a piece of paper. She read over the script for the meeting, written in Snezhnayan script. "I'm sure he has his own reason for sending you greetings in his notoriously busy schedule, but maybe you could take a leaf out of his book and get out more." Ray let her playful chide hang in the air expectantly, having long learned that a little bit of emptiness could tease out even the most curt responses. She returned to her room, tipping back the glass of water as she made some last preparations for her visitor. Even the finest of details in practice could mean the difference. Ray noted Pantalone's more reserved speaking pattern with a curious "hm." Though notoriously introverted and confined office, there is a clear difference between privacy...and caution. Curious, was Pantalone worried they would be overheard? Pantalone's use of warm sobriquets elicited a fond laugh from Ray, and perhaps her blush was equally obvious. Dearest Ray... "Yes, I thought as much, Pantalone." Ray chuckled. She turned her head towards the door as if expecting the knob to turn any second. "We're going to have a very entertaining evening, and I do think that this information could serve you well. Comes with the region. I'll fill you in on what you missed when you get here." Ray sat her desk, folding her hands patiently as she listened to the telltale sounds of Pantalone's office activities from the comm. One minute or another the knock would come. [Read more] |
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Posted: Fri, 17/11/2023 05:05 (4 Months ago) |
"If they were tricked by their hearts, they were reckless. If they were tricked by their mind, they were foolish. If they were tricked by their abilities, they were overconfident. And a predator that can be tricked...won't fall for the same trick twice. But a predator that can be tricked...can be beaten." Generally, Ray hated feeling drunk, especially if it was not Snezhnayan whiskey. It set her apart from the average Mondstatian, who enjoyed wasting their late afternoons under a drunken haze. Mondstat had none of Snezhanya's brisk pacing, and the summer afternoon weighed heavy on her skin, luring her into a soft haze. Her mouth swam with the pungent taste lingering on her mouth as she imbibed drinks with reluctance at parties, shuddering in distaste. Snezhnaya may be known for their brand of drunken revels, but they were never quite...tame. Fatui parties had an innate sense of danger. Having those senses dulled in Mondstat made Ray's head spin worse than an early morning hangover. Far too accustomed to the cold of a winter morning, a Mondstat summer was almost smothering. Hard to breathe, harder to think. The festivities? Unbearable. The grand doors of the party beckoned her to the deep night beyond, and Ray longed to answer. She bid a polite goodbye and a mild excuse of getting some fresh air before she separated from her little knot of Mondstat nobles, leaving them to chatter and revel among each other. She pointedly ignored their lurid gazes on her figure, telling herself that their desires were merely fatalistic flaws. No one in the Fatui would admit to wanting something unless they knew they could follow up on it. However, the Mondstatians could not agree. Already feeling the telltale beckons of alcohol on her mind, Ray went for a gulp of fresh air and some water before she could start swaying on her step. She would never hear the end of it from Pantalone if he saw her thoroughly intoxicated. The Regrator would only shake his head and give her a lecture about "keeping one's wits about them" and "alcohol swaying the mind." It was a warning every Fatui should heed, and every Harbinger would have it down by heart. No better way to loosen the tongue and fog the mind than a few stiff drinks. As if every man expected Ray to be filled with lustful and passionate urges that weakened her knees and made her body bloom with flame. The notion that any Harbinger would catch her swaying on her damn feet outside of headquarters was appalling. There was no better definition of being "blindsided," and if it was not the threat of a laugh from Pierro and Arlecchino back at dinnertime that kept Ray from drinking her night away, it was the thought that she had lost the person she had been tracking since last week. Sarcastic insults, saccharine smiles, and honeyed pickup lines that could throw a Mondstat man on his back traded for information on tap. Hands wandered lower and suddenly the man was like liquid gold...their eyes glazed over and their breaths hot and panting with lust. A lead to a particular Liyuen representative set to appear tonight at a ball thrown in their favor. To commemorate a union, said the glasses lofted in the trembling air. Easy enough to anticipate a visit when the offer of a "good time" appeared. Maybe in a few hours...maybe in a few minutes, the knock would come. Ray had to make sure she had a clear head before the meeting. Childe was right. Mondstat was softening her, rendering her unaware in its stagnant air. Track first and complain later. Ray drew a glass of water from the sink and threw it back like a shot while she waited for the fog in her mind to finish clearing up. Looking down, she ensured the listening device was still attached to her neckline, far from where a man's wandering hands or kiss would accidentally crush its petite surface. She was drawing another when she pressed a button to open the communication with Pantalone. Static soon gave way to an unmistakable hum, and she said into the expectant silence, letting the sink run over her voice. "Mondstats brings the luxuries with none of the Fatui's raw fire." Ray kept her voice low and respectful as she called to mind the stately older Harbinger, "Even winter nights here are much too warm for my liking, let alone the summer ones we have now. I expect our guest to be here in a few hours...you know how punctual Liyuens are. And you? Surely you've found more excitement with the other Harbingers than just in your office, no?" [Read more] |
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Posted: Thu, 26/10/2023 03:33 (5 Months ago) |
Forename: Isadora | Meaning: Gift of the goddess | Title: Circinus, Number 10 of the Fatui Harbingers | Meaning: Compass Needle Nicknames: Little Needle [ 鸣禽 - The Songbird ] "I see you wanted to speak to me. Well, in that case please, don't be shy. I want to hear all that you have to say. It can be hard to find someone to talk to in the frozen north. So, don't mistake me, dear. I'm here to listen to your worries." Voice — Elizabeth Olsen (Wanda Maximoff) She/her DOB: June 24th | Zodiac: Gemini ✧ physical appearance Mask : Red Fox | Canis Vulpes ✧ a kindness...a gentleness...soft eyes and honey-touched lips an old soul in a young body...ancient yet youthful ✧ history one . . . a fatal time loop...cataclysm...rebirth ✧ her work for the fatui is thankless. there are no parties held in her honor, no accolades or gifts to thank her for her continued service. the people of teyvat might know her face, but they would never know her name. yet, despite all of this...she still chooses to stay. not only because of the connections she'd lose...but also because she loves the fatui. she chose to be a harbinger...and she loves them for what they did for her. rite of blood taskforce alpha...and recovery ✧ relationships one . . . regrator (pantalone) . . . a fatherly dynamic ... [ playlist ] Mockingbird - Eminem Me and The Devil - Soap&Skin Money Money Money - ABBA Dream - Priscilla Ann Pacifico - Ugly Cassanova Bad Reputation - Taylor Swift Bad Apple - Jubyphonic RAT - Penelope Scott Darkside - Neoni Vem kan segla förutan vind - Barnkammarboken [ voicelines ] about the harbingers: "The Harbingers...what to say about them? They are a complicated bunch to be sure. But I can see that every single one of them has their own struggles and pain inside. They each have their own secrets and their own dreams. And while we all may be from different backgrounds and we might disagree on certain things, I can say that I do care about each of them in my own way. They are a broken family, but they are my family all the same." about the fatui "The Fatui...a complicated organization for sure. They have their own goals and their own methods. They are very protective of their secrets and they don't really trust outsiders. But I also know that there are many good people within the Fatui, people who genuinely care for those around them. And despite there being many rumors and speculation surrounding the Fatui, I have seen that they are a group that is very dedicated to doing their job. They are very important to our world, even if they are often misunderstood." about pantalone "Pantalone is so many different things to me...he is my father and my friend, and he is also the one who taught me so much... He is a strong and wise man, but he is also kind and compassionate. He is willing to listen and to understand, even if we disagree on certain things. Pantalone is someone that I can always feel safe and protected with. There are no words to describe how grateful I am to have him in my life, and I hope to always have him by my side. ♥ 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. [Read more] |
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Posted: Sun, 24/09/2023 18:40 (6 Months ago) |
and another character [Read more] |
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Posted: Tue, 12/09/2023 13:00 (6 Months ago) |
Username: Immortes Character reference: boop Art type: TBOI Inspired YCH (the chibi one) payment: 150k PD password: the boi's theme anything else?: for a friend!!!!! [Read more] |
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Posted: Mon, 11/09/2023 12:00 (6 Months ago) |
Username: Immortes Bloopem: PJ bloopem Password: p4n Payment method: PD + grass gems [ 45k in total ] Tip: 10k Other: So cute thank you!! [Read more] |
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Posted: Fri, 08/09/2023 00:54 (6 Months ago) |
Character: Calverus - friend's OC :) Reference/pose: ref by me! :) no posing requests, but cal is known for his argumentative and fierce nature, so take that into account. FB/HB/HS: HB Lined/Flat/Shaded: Shaded please Payment: 60k PD? Tip? 10k PD Other: thanks in advance :3 [Read more] |
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