schmisse: (✧ islands)
wiseass $$$chnee ([personal profile] schmisse) wrote in [community profile] prismatica2019-04-12 11:17 am

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[ What does one do after the Cordis cycle, after a tiring few days? Stay in bed and... post because she has nothing better to do. She will be judging everyone. ]


Out of curiosity, how many of you are looking for moonlacing partners? I mean, you could probably just ask a friend or something, but for the more available, what do you have to offer that makes you stand out from the others who are looking for partners?

Show a picture of yourself and what you're looking for. I'll provide a sample.




NAME Reyvenne
AGE 53
LOOKING FOR I need a lot of money. A LOT. I'm a bandit but I don't want to live a life of crime here so I'm going to need to moonlace with at least 30 people a month.
OFFERING What. You don't think I'm hot?


((Feel free to advertise your chars or someone else!! Here's the code:
gwenhwyfar: (Over the river teeming with spears)

[personal profile] gwenhwyfar 2019-04-14 11:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Angela has good intentions for her but it is a difficult time for her. Adjusting to a new world, finding out those tied to her home are alternates, and being belittled for her age.

Gwenhwyfar's anxiety pushes her to anger very quickly. ]


i am a nephilim
a half demon
a monster

youre foolish it doesnt matter what you think or if you believe yourself difficult to harm
it will be very ugly and messy if you want to continue risking yourself should you or anyone pursue me

i dont care if youre afraid or not
i will devour you should i ever lose control of myself and i cannot keep myself together
that is not a threat
it is fact
my kind shouldnt mingle with humans and i refuse to jepordize your safety or anyone elses safety

it is better this way
cadeuces: art by <user name="khrysm" site="tumblr.com"> (when I awoke)

[personal profile] cadeuces 2019-04-23 08:14 am (UTC)(link)
And you believe you're the first I've run into here?
I will apologize that it seems I'd overstepped my bounds, miss Gwen.
But I will continue to try to be someone you can rely on.

I will also continue to believe that you can overcome such a hurdle.
And that no one should be alone in this world or any other.
It takes a certain measure of risk for anyone to open themselves up to others, dangerous or no.
The payoff when it works out is well worth it.
gwenhwyfar: (Singing to my sun)

1/3 - i am so sorry

[personal profile] gwenhwyfar 2019-04-26 05:09 am (UTC)(link)
they are not me and i am not them
theyre older than me


[ She equates their ages for the reason why they're not struggling as hard as she is. Having someone suggest that they can on them somehow sends Gwenhwyfar in an absolute rage.

And it takes a while for Gwenhwyfar to respond back. ]
Edited 2019-04-26 05:18 (UTC)
gwenhwyfar: (Weeping his song)

[personal profile] gwenhwyfar 2019-04-26 05:11 am (UTC)(link)
i was born this way
you cannot do a birth
gwenhwyfar: (Through Thy strength)

video;

[personal profile] gwenhwyfar 2019-04-26 05:16 am (UTC)(link)
[ To hell with her futile attempts at typing.

It's unfortunate, had Gwenhwyfar didn't have such reservations on strangers, she wouldn't have such a reaction. But it's clear Gwenhwyfar becomes absolutely eratic emotionally at this point. ]


Rely?!

The only person I can rely on is MYSELF!

[ She snarls, taking every bit of rage that she has in a balled fist and smashing against a hard surface, stone of all things hard enough to nearly destroy it with her strength and draw her own blood. ]
cadeuces: art by <user name="overblotch" site="tumblr.com"> (my legs were weak)

[personal profile] cadeuces 2019-04-28 11:38 am (UTC)(link)
( It's not at all a response she had expected, but it does pierce through the strange affectionate-protective haze she's been operating from, the texts mild enough without the emotion behind them, but the anger in the video response leaving her ears flattened to her skull and eyes wide, dropping the device from her hands.

Angela doesn't— can't reply. All in a rush she feels terribly for what she's done, hyperaware she's overstepped boundaries she would usually never dare to cross, and all she can do is sit with her legs drawn up on her sofa with her head in her hands for a long while, thinking over whatever foolish thing it is she's done to multiple people.



The beginnings of her apologies appear in the Groves some days later when the purple moon has left the sky, a picnic basket with foods well-packaged inside that keep well, no note included. Cured meats and cheeses and fruit. Considering the quality of what's inside and any lingering sense of smell of Angela Gwen likely already knew, she can probably hazard a guess where it came from. The second one does contain a brief apology penned on a card and her address.

Then: "When you're ready." If she wanted to come speak to her, yell at her, or simply return empty picnic baskets and tell her to never speak to her again. )