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Rising Star

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Welcome back friends, I’m glad you chose to stop back. Please pull up a seat and stay a while. Now, where were we? Ah yes, Star was getting more reading materials, and collected some scrolls. So we were going to see what was found. It was a four-way split.

1) Maps and Notes2) Spells and Notes3) Love LettersAnd 5) Let’s go check in with Luna!

I have rolled a d4 to pick the next step and it came up that we are going to check in with Luna. So time to see what is going on with the darling bard.

Sitting in the sunlit center of time, Luna’s fingers plucked at the strings as she continued playing for the good citizens. Her eyes danced with mirth as she saw them enjoying her music. But her eyes had been sharp and keen for the sight of her traveling companion. She had proven to be a masterful tale untold, one that Luna wanted to learn more about. It was almost adorable how much she protested not being the central figure in this story.

The refusal of the call to action was such a delightful element to the story and she wanted to see more about where it would lead. But also, she was taking her to Castledale, the heart of the kingdom’s knowledge and power. There were bound to be secrets galore she could glean from being there.

This little quest was going nicely, and she only felt sorrow at the prospect of it ending.

Strumming out a playful little tune for the children to dance and play to, she reflected on that. Why was this such a change of her usual pace? What could be the cause for this sense of loss?

Why did she want to see Star smile in victory so much?

There was more of a story to her disinterest in just the tale to tell that she had been trying to avoid thinking about, something that was growing harder and harder with each passing moment. The way she lit up about her studies, the scrunching of her nose at the prospect of plodding through the mud and the muck, and she had a nice singing voice that she shared with her, something she felt was rare and she was gifted with it.

Pausing between songs, she stilled with her hand gripping her cup as a thought occurred to her. If this was a story she was telling, she would suggest the bard was smitten with the cute little wizard.

Oh, this was a problem she would have to work out. She didn’t want to be tied down, and she couldn’t tell if Star was welcome to a more open situation. She would have to talk with her about this. Finishing her break, she flexed her hand and looked at the crowd to judge their mood before picking a song to play for them.

This time she decided to take inspiration from her thoughts and began a love ballad, one about two ancient deities searching the heavens for each other, and their silly adventures. She watched as the audience laughed and sang along with the refrain. It was a good one to end the show on, and then she could go get the meal at the inn.

#Rising Star #Star #World Building #Please Participate #Morning Reblog

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silentmagi · 24 minutes

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Starting to think a cooler headcanon for Clark’s upbringing might just be that the entire town of Smallville collectively decided to just go with it and accept that Martha and John's kid has superpowers, but we don't talk about it.

Someone's tractor gets stuck and nothing can get it out? "Be a dear and run down to the Kents, would you? Ask for Clark?"

"Why Clark, we need a machine--"

"Run along now."

Or if he kicks too hard and the football vanishes into the upper stratosphere, no it didn't, we all collectively saw it land over there *vague hand movements*

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silentmagi · 26 minutes

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No gif set could capture this amazing line delivery.

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silentmagi · 27 minutes

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How I Failed To Save The World #1

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silentmagi · 7 hours

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Rising Star

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Welcome back friends, I’m glad you chose to stop back. Please pull up a seat and stay a while. Now, where were we? Ah yes, Star was getting more reading materials, and collected some scrolls. So we were going to see what was found. It was a four-way split.

1) Maps and Notes2) Spells and Notes3) Love LettersAnd 5) Let’s go check in with Luna!

I have rolled a d4 to pick the next step and it came up that we are going to check in with Luna. So time to see what is going on with the darling bard.

Sitting in the sunlit center of time, Luna’s fingers plucked at the strings as she continued playing for the good citizens. Her eyes danced with mirth as she saw them enjoying her music. But her eyes had been sharp and keen for the sight of her traveling companion. She had proven to be a masterful tale untold, one that Luna wanted to learn more about. It was almost adorable how much she protested not being the central figure in this story.

The refusal of the call to action was such a delightful element to the story and she wanted to see more about where it would lead. But also, she was taking her to Castledale, the heart of the kingdom’s knowledge and power. There were bound to be secrets galore she could glean from being there.

This little quest was going nicely, and she only felt sorrow at the prospect of it ending.

Strumming out a playful little tune for the children to dance and play to, she reflected on that. Why was this such a change of her usual pace? What could be the cause for this sense of loss?

Why did she want to see Star smile in victory so much?

There was more of a story to her disinterest in just the tale to tell that she had been trying to avoid thinking about, something that was growing harder and harder with each passing moment. The way she lit up about her studies, the scrunching of her nose at the prospect of plodding through the mud and the muck, and she had a nice singing voice that she shared with her, something she felt was rare and she was gifted with it.

Pausing between songs, she stilled with her hand gripping her cup as a thought occurred to her. If this was a story she was telling, she would suggest the bard was smitten with the cute little wizard.

Oh, this was a problem she would have to work out. She didn’t want to be tied down, and she couldn’t tell if Star was welcome to a more open situation. She would have to talk with her about this. Finishing her break, she flexed her hand and looked at the crowd to judge their mood before picking a song to play for them.

This time she decided to take inspiration from her thoughts and began a love ballad, one about two ancient deities searching the heavens for each other, and their silly adventures. She watched as the audience laughed and sang along with the refrain. It was a good one to end the show on, and then she could go get the meal at the inn.

#Rising Star #Star #World Building #Please Participate #Night Reblog

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silentmagi · 7 hours

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Tessa to the alphabet squad and Cyn if she was able to become an adult and the solver didn't exist to ruin everyone's life

the alphabet mafia !?

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silentmagi · 7 hours

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When Cyn disobeys Tessa:

And it wasn't the first time.

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silentmagi · 7 hours

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Au where Tessa didn't die (and more)

Basicly, Tessa doesn't die at the gala, idk what she'd be doing after the a.s. Planted a black hole in her house, she gets to copper 9 with a J clone, but their over all plan is different(?)

It isn't to kill the infected drones this time, it's to patch them to have a chance against the a.s.

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silentmagi · 8 hours

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Random bit of world building/Headcanon.

All white people jokes about Weiss aside....The food in Atlas and Mantle (Admittedly moreso in Mantle) is spicy as hell.

The first people to settle on Solitas were originally Mistrali.... I'm imagining that their answer to the cold was initially "Carbs and seasoning"

In Mantle they don't have chicken nuggets, they have Phoenix Nuggets.

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silentmagi · 8 hours

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a very different sort of incineroar

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silentmagi · 8 hours

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Random bit of world building/Headcanon.

All white people jokes about Weiss aside....The food in Atlas and Mantle (Admittedly moreso in Mantle) is spicy as hell.

The first people to settle on Solitas were originally Mistrali.... I'm imagining that their answer to the cold was initially "Carbs and seasoning"

In Mantle they don't have chicken nuggets, they have Phoenix Nuggets.

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silentmagi · 9 hours

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Rising Star

Main Page

Welcome back friends, I’m glad you chose to stop back. Please pull up a seat and stay a while. Now, where were we? Ah yes, Star was getting more reading materials, and collected some scrolls. So we were going to see what was found. It was a four-way split.

1) Maps and Notes2) Spells and Notes3) Love LettersAnd 5) Let’s go check in with Luna!

I have rolled a d4 to pick the next step and it came up that we are going to check in with Luna. So time to see what is going on with the darling bard.

Sitting in the sunlit center of time, Luna’s fingers plucked at the strings as she continued playing for the good citizens. Her eyes danced with mirth as she saw them enjoying her music. But her eyes had been sharp and keen for the sight of her traveling companion. She had proven to be a masterful tale untold, one that Luna wanted to learn more about. It was almost adorable how much she protested not being the central figure in this story.

The refusal of the call to action was such a delightful element to the story and she wanted to see more about where it would lead. But also, she was taking her to Castledale, the heart of the kingdom’s knowledge and power. There were bound to be secrets galore she could glean from being there.

This little quest was going nicely, and she only felt sorrow at the prospect of it ending.

Strumming out a playful little tune for the children to dance and play to, she reflected on that. Why was this such a change of her usual pace? What could be the cause for this sense of loss?

Why did she want to see Star smile in victory so much?

There was more of a story to her disinterest in just the tale to tell that she had been trying to avoid thinking about, something that was growing harder and harder with each passing moment. The way she lit up about her studies, the scrunching of her nose at the prospect of plodding through the mud and the muck, and she had a nice singing voice that she shared with her, something she felt was rare and she was gifted with it.

Pausing between songs, she stilled with her hand gripping her cup as a thought occurred to her. If this was a story she was telling, she would suggest the bard was smitten with the cute little wizard.

Oh, this was a problem she would have to work out. She didn’t want to be tied down, and she couldn’t tell if Star was welcome to a more open situation. She would have to talk with her about this. Finishing her break, she flexed her hand and looked at the crowd to judge their mood before picking a song to play for them.

This time she decided to take inspiration from her thoughts and began a love ballad, one about two ancient deities searching the heavens for each other, and their silly adventures. She watched as the audience laughed and sang along with the refrain. It was a good one to end the show on, and then she could go get the meal at the inn.

#Rising Star #Star #World Building #Please Participate #For the Midnight Crew

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silentmagi · 10 hours

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for a while now I had the feeling Shuros face here felt familiar