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Oh, that's interesting.
Who do you think would win in a fight between Kim and Mim?
on one hand kim is a trained fighter who we know has taken down several actual criminals before
on the other hand, mim is small and terrifying, like a little Pomeranian.
hm... hard to choose... i know!! lets poll! remember im a feminist and i support lady wrongs as much as rights so dont come for me !!!!
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Ariel had been in the club for an hour, and she already felt sick -after one shot of vodka, no less. Her friends from university, who had tagged along, were doing just fine, but the mermaid side of her did not do well with alcohol. Hence why she was in the bathroom, trying to hype herself up for the next round.
She was just about to pour another round of cold water over her face, when she heard a loud noise coming one of the stalls.
"Hello ?", she said, getting closer, taking off one of her high heels as some sort of makeshift weapon in case things got wild. "Is everything alright in there ?"
#//hope this is okay#『 ↳✧･ﾟ ready to stand || interactions.˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥#↳ *ft. mim ambrosius* ༉‧₊˚✧#we are young
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A Matter of Perspective || Slim
Ren had never been afraid of change (or much of anything), because that was the role they played in the world; chaos brought change, monsters were motivation. That much was written across centuries of stories in the mortal realm; and Ren happened to like that fact. But sometimes change was difficult; when it wasn't just some great big concept and more personal? Change could wound, it could hurt and it could take things away just as much as it gave new opportunities.
Lately, it hadn't always been kind.
"No telling your sorcerer friends I gave you this." Ren observed Mim toying with the strange feather, inky black with streaks of amber at the tips that shifted hues to violet and magenta with motion. "You shouldn't raise any demons with it," they added with an amused chuckle.
Honestly, they had respect for the kid, Amity, for that stunt; but they had to be a bit low key about that.
They continued their otherwise passive perch upon the edge of the desk - no, they shouldn't have been sitting there - in the room that housed shelves and bookcases of the collective magical books and trinkets within the Ambrosius house during the conversation. One of them anyway; walk ten steps and you were bound to trip over something magical.
"I don't think you actually could summon a demon, different realm and all, but you probably shouldn't try." Which wasn't strictly forbidding it, no; curiosity was healthy, right? Besides, it was harmless, in that very specific respect anyway; Unseelie magic had nothing connected to the demonic, so it was fine!
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Birthday Gift - Mimsy
To: Mim Ambrosius - Pride U Dorms
From: Buster.
Happy Birthday Mimsy. I figured you could use some flavored salts for all your “combinations.” Salt up your life - you would be born on fools day.
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I Saw the Angel in Marble || Mimby
Gabriella did not intend on dating. She did not intend on finding anyone interesting ever again. And, if asked, she wouldn't say that she was interested in one Mim Ambrosius. This continued dalliance was simply a way to pass the time. The fact that Mim tasted sweet was only an added bonus to the matter.
Yet, here she was, car waiting as she approached the younger girl's door. The art museum in Next Town Over was hosting an up and coming artist and Gabby had been eager to attend. A wave of nostalgia attempted to bite at her; her thoughts earlier slipping to Vanya and the many exhibits they had experienced over the decades. How they would toss opinions back and forth before ultimately deciding to donate to whatever artist they were seeing. But she pushed those thoughts aside as she reached the front door.
Today she was doing something new. Something unlike what she'd been doing for the past century.
She was going on a date. With a pretty girl that tasted like sweet wine.
Her knuckles rapped against the door before she took a step back, smiling gently as she waited for the door to open.
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GREASE 2 Cast (Pride U Edition)
I gotta go back, back, back to school again.
You won't find me 'til the clock strikes three;
I'm gonna be there 'til then…
I gotta go back, back, back to school again.
Whoa, whoa, I gotta go… back to school … again!!!
Pink Ladies
Joy Hepburn as Stephanie
Mim Ambrosius as Paulette
Vanessa Doofenshmirtz as Sharon
Willow Park as Rhonda
Su Qin as Dolores
T-Birds
Jeremy Johnson as Michael
Edric Blight as Johnny
Robbie Ryeo as Louis
Hunter Belos as Goose
Nemo Bae as Davey
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Let the Rain Fall Down || Mimpa
Pepa Madrigal was having a very busy few days.
After the whole prom fiasco, she’d dropped the three teenagers off at the hospital and then immediately stormed back to the castle in search of the shoes she’d left in the gardens (oh, and also to make sure that her family was safe and sound — they were; she knew they would be, because she was not about to let some unhinged demon storm hurt her family). Of course, that then meant answering her family’s questions, and eventually once some reporter got wind that she’d been involved, answering questions for the Squire.
This is all to say, Pepa was very flattered by all the attention and also very overwhelmed, but was also enjoying all of it —
And it also meant it took her a few days to make good on the promise she’d made herself of checking up on those kids she’d saved.
After work one day, she stopped on by Tortuga Place to visit Mim Ambrosius.
“Oh, good!” exclaimed Pepa, when the girl answered the door. “I realize I should’ve called or something, because I wasn’t sure if you were here or not — but I wanted to stop by and make sure you and your friends were doing okay. Also, I brought you some arepas from my sister.” She patted the enchanted basket she had over one shoulder, charmed to keep Julieta’s food at the perfect temperature. “Still warm!”
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Goodnight and Goodbye
A collection of texts that Tony sent out the night before graduation (June 22nd, 2022) to his friends. @moon-yeongtae @justkeepdancing-nemo @exsqueak-me @madmagicmim
Tae Moon:
Hey, Tae, I know we haven’t spoken much this year and that you’re probably busy with your friends and family getting ready for the ceremony tomorrow but I just wanted to wish you the best of luck going forward. Life has a funny way of pushing each of us out into the open and letting each one of us shine in our own way. You absolutely shine and I hope that you take every opportunity to let everyone see that. Happy Graduation!
Nemo Bae:
Nemo! Happy Graduation! I figured I’d shoot you a text and say that! It’s so cool the way we’re here. Seems a bit scary, yeah? I mean, moving into that next stage of life must be something or they wouldn’t make such a big deal about it. But I think you’ve got this. You’ve got a good head on your shoulders and a kind heart. I hope that you keep dancing and keep up your optimistic attitude. One of my favourite things about you are hearing you come at the world from your Very Nemo Perspective.
All this to say congratulations, Nemo. It’s been a pleasure knowing you.
Pip Seville:
Hey, Pip! Can you believe that graduation is here already? I swear, I can still remember the first day we met. I have always admired just how unapologetically you that you are.
It’s weird, thinking about tomorrow. We’ve come a long way in the last couple of years, haven’t we? I don’t know if I’ve thanked you properly for being such a good friend, even when I wasn’t the best one to you. Between what happened after the bathroom rave and just.. all of the rest of the bullshit that secondary threw at us.. I’m just really grateful to have been able to call you my friend through it all.
Sorry I’m such a prat.
I won’t forget you, not ever. No matter how far you go or how big your name becomes, I hope that you’re happy. You deserve it.
Never lose that spark that makes you you. The world would be a much darker place without it.
Mim Ambrosius:
Mim! Hey! Hope you’re partying it up before graduation tomorrow! Bet your brother’s got some crazy dessert planned for you, right? Must be nice having access to whatever crazy sweets he thinks up all of the time.
It’s really lucky that you moved to Swynlake. Your presence here has definitely been noticed and appreciated. I don’t know what else to say really besides the fact that I’ve enjoyed my time sharing your spotlight immensely.
You showed me different facets of magic that I had never considered getting to know and demonstrated how even things that might seem scary from the outside could be so fun when seen from within their atmosphere.
Don’t stop making people laugh and taking on everything that you are passionate about. You’re going to change the world, I just know it.
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Enchanting Grom Fright || Amimity
Summary: The day of Prom, Amity faces Ashmedai for the second time.
Mim finds out.
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tw: they fight a demon! There is violence.
Amity:
In the shadows of the Lyons Cave crouched Amity Blight, holding a glimmer of magic.
She had the Rings of Carmarthen.
Well, nine of them. On her way out of the Ambrosius house she had rushed and dropped one of them. It could be on the stairs, or under a table, or in the hellish forest for all she knew– it didn’t matter now. She trembled as she slid one on each finger, praying to the Titan that they would give her some of that kind of strength: demonic, enormous, unbeatable.
Amity had one more chance to get this right.
“It’s okay,” she muttered to herself. “After this is over, prom. Just one more fight, and then you and Riley–”
Amity’s tongue caught, because she didn’t know what the rest of that sentence looked like.
It had always been…get the seal, go home. But now… but if she had the Seal, at least she’d have a bargaining chip on her side. Odalia and Alador would be too happy to care about Amity and Riley after all that.
Do it for Riley.
Amity took a deep breath and then opened her eyes. Fucking show time.
This time she knew what to expect. Amity grabbed the potion she’d made with Edric and lobbed it with all her might into the cave. Glass shattered, a searing light filling the cavern. Ashmedai screamed. The entire cave shook with the force of his pain. But as dirt and pebble rained down around her, Amity ran toward it, thrusting both of her ring-clad hands ahead of her as she forced magic into every single breath she took.
“Abomination!” she shouted. “Rise!”
Her freshly minted and mixed golem poured from the pot on her belt and spilled ahead in front of her. Amity jumped onto it. She imagined she was on the ice again– gliding on skates, gaining speed, chasing after Riley. She slid forward and the golem raised in the air, impossibly strong and sturdy and full of the magic that was pulsing from the rings. Amity could do anything! She could make as much golem as she wanted! And so the golem continued to stretch and wind, rising above Ashmedai’s head, Amity pushing forward, forward, forward, while Ashmedai writhed and moaned from the effect of the light potion.
“Where are you?!” he veered to the left and to the right. He smashed into the sides of the caves. “WHERE ARE YOU!”
There it was again! The seal!
Amity’s abomination once again twisted in the air and sharpened at the end into a fine point. She’d spear Ashmedai through. She’d get the seal when she had pinned that asshole to the wall! She surged forward right as Ashmedai’s eyes rolled back and blinked open, red and bloody.
He smashed into the top of the cave. Stalactites plummeted like knives from the top and sliced Amity’s abomination into pieces in several places.
She fell to the ground, yelping, and gathered just enough of her abomination to cushion her fall.
“Nice try little witch. Now. Time to die,” chuckled Ashmedai. And he opened his mouth.
Mim:
It started for Mim when she came down the stairs and kicked against an object that wasn’t supposed to be there. Of course, living in a house with two cats and an extremely sentient fox, things ended up all over the floor. But it was the slight flash as it spun away from her toe that had her stopping to take a closer look.
As soon as she did, she went cold. There was no reason for the Black Obsidian Ring of Carmarthen to be on the floor. It was supposed to be safely locked away with the others.
Head whipping around, Mim bolted for the magic study and yanked the door open, making a beeline straight for the box that contained the rings. Inside, she could see what looked like the 10 rings glittering gently in the light from the hallway. Something that was impossible with the ring in her hand. Without questioning it, Mim slid the black obsidian ring onto her finger and reached forward to lay the ring gently against its double.
Instantly, the illusions on the rings shattered and all of them dulled.
Someone had taken the other nine rings. Someone had stolen from them. As if they thought the Ambrosius siblings would be too stupid to notice what had happened or too nice not to retaliate.
They had another thing coming. No one was taking anything else from them.
Mim could feel temper beginning to rise, but she forced herself to take a deep breath. Remember Archimedes’ lessons. The ring she had exposed weaknesses, shielded from negative attacks, increased self control, and tapped into the true self. She had a feeling she was going to need all of that in the upcoming confrontation. But she had to find them first.
Not a lot of people were aware the rings were connected. But she had spent months working with them now. Closing her eyes, she lowered her shields and opened her perception wide. “Invenire.”
Instantly, she saw a dark thread ripple across the horizon and into Enchantra. She didn’t hesitate, shoving her feet into shoes and racing out the door to track down this thief and do whatever it took to take back what belonged to her.
Mim hardly paid attention to where she was going, ignoring the paths in favor of the direct route she was being shown. She could feel the way the forest shifted around her, as if it was trying to guide her away from her destination, but she didn’t care. She followed along at a steady run, making the minute adjustments so she could expand her lungs and drain the lactic acid from her muscles. She could have run forever. Instead, she found herself outside of a cave. And a lot of pieces abruptly clicked into place.
Before she could go inside, the cave seemed to shake and there was a loud crash, one after the other.
Time to die.
The words echoed out of the cave. So naturally, Mim ran straight towards it.
“Hey you bastard! Pick on someone your own size!”
Scooping up a handful of the shattered stalactites with the hand wearing the ring, Mim slammed them back into the ground and pulsed her magic. Immediately the ground of the cave rippled before a spike of pure rock when shooting up towards the shadowy figure in the center of the room.
Amity:
Amity gasped on the ground, her golem a messy puddle around her, even as the magic vibrated in her blood from the extra boost of the rings. It was like she’d been on rocket fuel, but had crashed to earth, and the momentum from that crash was still spilling out. She needed to get up, but she couldn’t get up. She needed to move, to defend, anything–
Time to die!
“No,” gasped Amity as she struggled to her hands and knees–
The cave ground erupted like a volcano.
Amity yelped as Ashmedai’s massive hand crushed the rock. Debris exploded in all directions. But it was the second she needed to get a hold of her magic again. The golem around her moved up like a massive wave, shielded Amity and her rescuer–
Titan’s horns– Mim!
“Mim!” She shouted. She didn’t get much time to say anything else as Ashmedai headbutted the solid golem wall, sending a massive crack through the middle. Amity raised her hands up and the wall turned into liquid so Ashmedai’s second attempt used his own force against him. He crashed into the opposite side of the cave, covered in sticky golem, temporarily blind.
Amity grabbed Mim by the hand and dove behind a massive chunk of rock. “What are you doing?!” she shouted at her. “You can’t be here! Get out!”
Mim:
Mim dodged away from the shattering rocks, pulling the enchanted pencil out of where she had left it tucked into her hair. Distantly, she could feel a part of her mind screaming at the image in front of her eyes. She had read about creatures like this, but seeing it in reality was unlike anything she could have expected.
But rage, determination, and a finely honed survival instinct kept the fear back so she could fall apart later.
She saw the golem rise up in the background and used that to dart to the edge of the cave, collecting bits of leaves, seeds, anything and everything she could use. Yanking out a strand of her own hair, she quickly tied a knot in it, tying up all the materials in the bag that grew so she could attach it to her waist, scratching a rune into it with the pencil to stabilize it.
Just as she was finishing, Amity barreled into her and shoved them both behind a rock.
“Not without you!” she shouted back, gripping Amity’s hand tightly.
Right now, she couldn’t figure out if they were friends or if Amity had only ever used her. She couldn’t figure out if she should scream and duel her or if she should be bullying Martin into giving Amity a permanent room in their house away from everything. She couldn’t figure out how she felt, and none of that mattered because she did know one thing for sure.
She wasn’t going to leave Amity to die.
“So are you leaving with me or are you going to tell me what the fucking plan is?”
Amity:
The fucking plan.
Amity had come in here with a plan. It had been a good one. For a minute– and some fights, a minute was all you needed – it had even worked. She’d caught Ashmedai off guard, weakened his eyesight, and could have impaled him through with her abomination, and the extra boost from the rings. But this was the problem with plans: if they fell apart, what happened next?
Amity hadn’t had a Plan B. This was Plan B. Now with Mim in the mix?!
She panted, looked over her shoulder at the massive moving shape of Ashmedai as he groaned and swiped at his own eyes. Then, back at Mim.
A plan.
Maybe Mim was her new plan. She’d never had a partner before.
“I– get the seal from Ashmedai’s tongue,” she blurted the goal, which wasn’t the plan, but she was taking ideas. “Once we get it, we can banish him back to the Underworld. Problem is, he opens his mouth and it’s basically a freaking black hole in here. But his eyes are the weak point.”
She scrambled for her wand and drew a light rune to help her make out Mim and their surroundings. “And light hurts.”
Mim:
If Mim had known this was how the year was going to end, maybe she would have done a little more studying. But Archimedes had no interest in demons, and she’d had no interest in the Seal, so she was relying entirely on Amity’s knowledge of the situation.
So she absorbed what she could, noting weaknesses as they were listed and glancing around. She wished she had more components with her, but she’d have to make do with what she could find.
Good thing she’d always been a bit more of an impulsive scrounger when it came to magic anyway.
“Ok, got it. I’ll stab, you light the place up like it’s fucking Christmas, and I can anchor you while you grab it. If anything goes wrong, we improvise and if you die I will get a medium to bring your ass back so I can kick it myself.”
Maybe not the most encouraging final note to end on. But this was Mim after all.
Catching sight of some small bones on the ground, she grinned and scooped those up as well, shoving those in her makeshift pouch as she reached for another couple stones. Glancing around the corner, she saw the demon waiting for them, blinking and searching around as if its eyes were watering.
“See you on the flip side,” she said, right as she was about to step out from their shelter.
Amity:
If Mim had questions, she saved them. Which was helpful– there was no time to explain and Amity wouldn’t know where to start. Would she go all the way back to her embarrassment at Grom? Would she tell Mim about how her parents, their standing in the Emperor’s Coven, was jeopardized? That without that seal, her own future shattered before her very eyes? She’d probably have to go into all that later, if they both survived this–
No, when they both survived this. Amity couldn’t die here. She had a freaking prom date later, with an elf hottie, who was also the coolest person that Amity had ever met!
And that prom wouldn’t be complete without Mim either.
So Amity’s hand shot out and she grabbed Mim’s arm, yanking her back. “Wait!” she hissed, heart hammering in her skull. She let go so she could slide some of the rings off her right hand. Mim’s plan didn’t suck, but to give it the best chance, they both needed to be strong.
“Sorry about stealing these but– here, I’ll give you the second half after we pulverize Hellbreath over there!” Amity said. She pressed the rings into Mim’s hand, then locked eyes with her.
“We’re not going to die,” she told Mim like she was giving an order. “Don’t. Die. Ambrosius.”
Now it was time to fight.
Amity reached out a hand, and the golem splattered around the cave started to tremble, turning into squelching worm-like masses that slithered toward her. “Now let’s go!”
They both ran out at the same time. Amity’s golem gathered around her, twisting into a funnel that lifted her up in the air so she could draw a massive light rune in the middle of the cave. It lit up, pulsing golden, not as blinding as the potion she released earlier, but–
It pissed Ashmedai off. He screeched again and flailed out an arm to dash the rune.
Mim:
Mim had just taken a deep breath, ready to run out and do something that Martin was definitely going to yell at her for later (because there would be a later) when she was instead pulled back. “Damn it Am - oh. Hell yeah, ok.”
She slipped on the four rings that Amity gave her, not paying too much attention to which they were as she spread them out across both her hands. Almost immediately she felt the tingle of something powerful and energizing racing through her veins, even as clarity and focus descended.
This was Mim Ambrosius and Amity Blight, two of the best sorcerers this town had ever seen. This demon wouldn’t know what hit it.
“I won’t.”
Together they ran out and Amity launched herself into the air. Mim instead pulled out one of the bones and the rocks, slamming them together before she slammed them into the ground. It only took a pulse of energy before a sharp spike of intertwined rock and bone went shooting straight towards the demon’s center.
Just behind it, she threw a handful of seeds and fluff and they stretched into long thorny vines that attempted to grab hold of the demon’s arm and protect the rune as it was being created.
Amity:
Ashmedai was massive. Ashmedai was strong. Ashmedai was ancient– and ancient beings had magic that aged with them, like freaking wine or cheese or something. Even with the ten rings she’d felt Ashmedai’s power as it engulfed her own. She would have died, plain and simple, if Mim had not come along.
Maybe that was the difference. Not better golem, not a juiced-up potion, and not ten ancient rings nearly as old as the demon himself.
They just needed two of them, to split the fucker’s attention. What was more powerful than two teenage girls anyway?
Ashmedai broke through Mim’s vines, but they’d worked long enough for Amity to dodge his blow. Her golem swam up her frame like a coat of armor until she was covered head to toe. She jumped onto Ashmedai’s swinging arm and raced upwards.
“You girls want to be eaten!” Ashmedai roared again but this time, he didn’t close his mouth.
Amity clutched onto the dark, moss-covered demon. Her legs were lifted, but she clung tight. Rocks and dirt were vacuumed up into the monster’s black hole of a mouth again. But Amity was ready this time. She peered through her sticky armor of golem at the flapping, waving seal.
“MIM!” she screamed. She had no idea where the girl was. “THROW ME A VINE!”
Mim:
Vaguely, Mim kept an eye on where Amity was at, watching the golem engulf her before she started to run up closer to the dark figure. Furiously, she sent pebbles flying Ashmedai’s way, each one lengthening into a blade as they flew that pierced its sides and arms, a dozen irritants to keep its focus on her even as it tried to bash away Amity.
“Eaten out maybe but I’m pretty sure I’m not a fan of your technique!” she shouted before leaping to dive behind one of the rocks again for a moment to catch her breath.
But the call pulled her back out into the front. A moment later, she transformed her feet into stones itself, sending a rooted stalagmite shooting through the ground from each sole to lock her into position. She could feel the pull of the wind beginning to reach her as she laced more power up through her legs and around to her waist. If he wanted to move her, he’d have to rip up the whole damn cave floor.
At the same time, she pulled out the last of the materials she’d collected from her makeshift pouch and threw it out towards Amity, the fine wrapping around her wrist even as it grew and and grew and grew. The force of the sucking motion itself was pulling it closer, but she tightened her grip.
“IT’S COMING YOUR WAY! I GOT YOU!”
Amity:
She had been here before.
Before, she had been on the other end of the rope. She’d held it tightly but it hadn’t mattered. Sugar had slipped from her grasp. The seal had slipped from her grasp. In the moment, she’d screamed like she lost someone, but months later, she knew the truth.
There had been no one else on the other end of the rope. It had only been Amity. Amity’s magic, Amity’s determination, Amity all alone. When Ashmedai ate Sugar, it had been Amity who he swallowed whole. She’d left this cave with a piece of her, gone.
But now there was another person on the other end of the rope.
Amity jumped in the air and caught the vine as Ashmedai’s breath pulled her back. The suction was intense, but this was what had to happen. She held tightly as the vine unspooled and then she was in Ashmedai’s mouth, as hot as the inside of a volcano. She planted her feet on the sicko’s rough, slimy tongue. She slid back, down– almost to the tunnel of the demon’s throat.
But the vine jerked her forward again, the length of it having run out.
Amity pulled herself up, climbing up against the force of the sucking wind. “Don’t– let– go!” Amity shouted, but through her golem armor, through the roaring wind, through the dark, she couldn’t be sure of Mim heard her. She just had to trust that Mim was still there, on the other end of the line.
She had to trust that Mim trusted Amity too.
Her muscles strained. She used every bit of strength that she had, along with the strength of the rings, to fight against the storm. And then the flapping little piece of seal was there, so fucking close!
With a gutteral shout, Amity lunged. The golem peeled back from her hand so she had the dexterity to grab the seal. And then she yanked.
It didn’t budge. It slipped from her fingers. Amity grabbed it a second time and pulled again, and this time it came off into her hand.
Instantly, everything changed.
The wind stopped. Ashmedai, a solid, black mass with multiple arms and more mouth than face, literally freaking dissolved around her, into black smoke. One moment she was standing on the monster’s tongue and the next she was falling through the air. She let out a surprised scream, and had just enough thought in her to command her golem to balloon around her, like an inflatable suit.
She hit the ground once, bounced, and then hit it again. This time, her golem went splat.
And that was it.
Amity rolled over, panting. She could barely make out the wrecked, cracked ceiling of the cave in the dim wandlight. In one hand, she still clutched the stupid seal. It was not much bigger than a post it note, made out of some kind of old leather, with a golden rune stitched into it. She held it tightly and just breathed.
At some point– probably only a couple of seconds to be honest– she saw Mim’s shape appear above her. “We didn’t die,” said Amity, in amazement. And a smile broke over her face. “I get to go to prom.”
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April showers bring…
OTMS
MUN: G! To quote one of the submissions, because she’s iconic! G has jumped right in with characters to stir the pot, throw parties, and make their mark on Swynlake. We love having G and her characters around!
CHARACTER: VIDIA! Vidia was highlighted for her fairy crown plot and how it’s involved pretty much all of our fairies and beyond! Everyone is interested to see the repercussions and see where her character grows from here. We love a girl who brings the drama!
THREAD: HAPPILY EVER AFTER - SIMBER! Our members overwhelmingly highlighted this send off highlighting the end of an era for two staples of the Swynlake community. We loved to see pieces of them and how they will continue to grow off screen! We’d say we wish them a happily ever after…but L and C have already assured us that they’ll have one!
TASK: EVERYONE’S PLAYLISTS! Everyone’s playlist tasks were so wonderful! We loved them and so did our Swynlakers. Specific ones shouted out on the OTM form were:A’s Voyd playlist, L’s playlists, Cl’s Swynlake playlist, and G’s playlists.
BOARD UPDATES
TIBBS’ PETITION FOR FIRST AID CLASSES:
BOARD BUDGET: It’s finalized!
TASKS
CHARACTER TIMELINE: What are the major events in your character’s life? What was their story like before coming to Swynlake, and how has it changed since the RP? Write up a timeline of the major moments in your character’s life! NOTE: Doing this for at least one character is REQUIRED to get a new character this month.
And if you’re feeling PARTICULARLY ambitious, you can do it for ALL your characters and E will reward you with an aesthetic prize.
SIBLING BONDS: It’s National Sibling Day on April 10th! Make an aesthetic centered around your character’s sibling relationships, or a sibling relationship in the RP that you love. They do not have to be blood related! Write 150 words about that relationship <3
EVENTS
APRIL 1 - 8: APRIL FOOL’S FLASH EVENT: Stay tuned… :) (Canonically April 1)
APRIL 1 - 8: MADRIGAL EASTER: Come out to Casita for a lovely Easter brunch… complete with an Easter Egg hunt throughout the house! Canonically on March 31… after church services of course
APRIL 10-17: LUCKY CAT CAFE OPENING: Stop by the Lucky Cat Cafe to try out some of their signature treats and celebrate their grand opening! (Canonically April 12)
APRIL 10-17: FRANNY’S CAMBODIAN NEW YEAR PARTY: Franny Robinson is hosting her annual Choul Chnam Thmey (Cambodian New Year) party at the Robinsons’ mansion! There will be plenty of food and it’s open to anybody in town! (Canonically April 13)
APRIL 17 - 24: BOARD MEETING First meeting with the new Board of 2024! Woo! Have questions for the newly elected members? Wondering why the “Other” section of the budget is the highest it’s ever been? Come out to Town Hall! (Canonically April 18)
BIRTHDAYS
Characters:
Miriam "Mim" Ambrosius – April 1
Perry Flynn – April 2
Drizella Tremaine – April 3
Mae Jaemin – April 3
Haru Yoshioka – April 4
Isabela Madrigal – April 8
Laurette de la Croix – April 10
John Kingsbury – April 10
Mallory "Mal" McHale – April 12
Luca Paguro – April 18
Willow Park – April 19
Philip Seville – April 21
Reza Kasraoui-Müller – April 21
Seamus MacTunnag – April 21
Marie Bonfamille – April 22
Mu-yeol Bae – April 26
Majke "Magica" de Spell – April 27
PLOT ROUND-UP!
FORTUNA
Characters and Muns Involved: Buster and Majke
Plot: Buster gets his actual tarot read with real cards. Saying something generic like wanting to know about the future of his business now that he has moved to Swyn Lake - quickly turned into something way deeper. Reading the cards one by one Majke tore through the walls he thought he kept so perfectly guarded. Immediately hitting him and unraveling his recent loss of his entire family and his over powering nature.
AL’S LADY TROUBLES
Characters and Muns Involved: Al , Tiana , Vixey , Susan , Jun
Plot: Ever since Christmas, Al's been having some problems with his girlfriend Nora (NPC)! It's affected some of his friendships... but he thinks he has a big solution!
SAVE THE DATE - POLLIE WEDDING
Characters and Muns Involved: Pacifica Northwest, Oliver Saluki, Ren Dubhuir, Marie Bonfamille, Rose Whitman
Plot: While touring venues, Pacifica and Ollie find out that the perfect Saturday in May is available this year. Deciding to take it, Pacifica starts to pull all of her friends into accelerated wedding planning to pull this off before they leave.
THE LUCKY CAT RETURNS
Characters and Muns Involved: Cass Hamada, Hiro Hamada, Franny Robinson, Moon Butterfly-Johannsen, Tony Rydinger
Plot: The Lucky Cat is about to find its new home! Now that the petition has been approved, Cass has been reaching out to her friends to celebrate this moment as well as make sure she has everything ready for the grand re-opening.
GO ON AND BE A BIG GIRL, YOU ASKED FOR THIS
Characters and Muns Involved: Mim Ambrosius, Penny Forrester, Tanya Tiwari, Ren Dubhuir, Jeremy Johnson
Plot: Feeling lonely and starting to realize that her way of comforting herself after Gabby isn't working, Mim finally hits the point of starting to talk to the people she trusts about how she's feeling and begins to make up for some of her behavior and break those patterns.
STARTING A NEW CHAPTER
Characters and Muns Involved: Nick Wilde and Isaac Morey
Plot: In the wake of the Regency dream and the confusion it brought for Avery, Nick and Isaac have a conversation about the future and decide to start the process for formally adopting Avery.
AQUATA’S NEW JOB
Characters and Muns Involved: Aquata, Hercules, Amity
Plot: Herc helps Aquata get certified as a personal trainer. Once she passes her test, she takes on Amity as a client.
LIGHTNING MIGHT… NOT RETIRE?
Characters and Muns Involved: Lightning, Doc
Plot: Lightning’s team confronts him with the question of whether or not he will retire before the next Magick Grand Prix season. He turns to Doc for help with the decision
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SwynTask: Best Supporting Character
Martin Alvaro Ambrosius — Son of Athena
Marvin Ambrosius was a man who took pride in his knowledge. He was strategic, calculating, and didn’t allow silly emotions to get in the way of his work. There were few who could admire that, few who could keep up with a man like him, at least he thought so of the mortal world. The gods, though? They certainly took notice of Marvin’s mind. It hadn’t taken long for Athena to appear to him, to engage with this mortal for his brilliant mind, and in return she gave him a child.
Martin was always a bright child and seemed to attract trouble at every turn. Monsters seemed to find him wherever he went, trying to lure him away from safety and into their clutches. Marvin found himself a wife if only to keep an eye on the child when he was too busy with his own work. There was something never quite right about the child in Fenella’s mind but she loved him in spite of that.
Ten years after Martin’s arrival the gods dropped off another bundle of joy in Martin’s sister Mim and he couldn’t have been more overjoyed. His stepmother’s anger was palpable but Martin ignored it in favor of helping to rear the youngest Ambrosius child with as much love as he could muster.
Unfortunately, as all half-bloods soon found, the Fates had weaved Martin’s story into a tapestry that couldn’t remain in London. The threat was too great, especially with two small demigods in one house, so he agreed to spend his summers at Camp Half-Blood in Swynlake. There he learned about his mother Athena (she waited to claim him for the first three summers after his arrival and only did so once he returned from his first quest) and gained skills both for safety and for venerating his mother’s legacy.
Martin finally found somewhere he could truly feel at home.
Many years have passed now and Martin has grown immensely. He has been named Head Counselor of the Athena Cabin, he’s been on a few quests (and happy not to do so again), and his sister has come to camp as well. Sure, the gods should be better about claiming their kids and yes he does feel that itch of resentment toward the gods as a whole but he’s definitely not going to be rocking any boats!
Martin hopes Mim being in the Hecate cabin now will still allow them to have a close relationship.
#listen i know it's kinda cheating because i just did that percy jackson au post for wrimo BUT THE BRAIN ROT IS BRAIN ROTTING#swyntask#[ mine ]#[ mirror ]
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I saw Mim and Kleo kiss at midnight
FINALLY! an age-appropriate functional relationship for mim! WE SHIP THIS!
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NAME: Willow Park (36)
MAGICK STATUS: Half Garden Talent fairy, half sorcerer (OUT)
OCCUPATION: Owner and Event Planner at Swynlake Botanical Gardens
BUSINESS DESCRIPTION: A public botanical gardens dedicated to the care and preservation of magical plants from around the world, also open for events
CURRENT LOCATION: Swynlake
RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Engaged to Mim Ambrosius
CHILDREN: Her step-daughter, Adria Ambrosius
BIOGRAPHY:
When asked, Willow would say with a laugh that she did not find her calling. It found her instead and dragged her into the trenches until she stopped struggling and accepted it.
It took time for Willow to accept her magic, the Talent that she had with plants of both the mundane and magical varieties. Time, therapy, and a lot of help from her uni friends and mentors, but it all paid off. Willow was renowned around the world for her skills with sentient and dangerous magical plants, her unique heritage and upbringing giving her Talent a certain ✨spice✨ that lent itself well to wrangling the more bloodthirsty of flora into submission. As her magic grew, so did her confidence, and soon Willow was once again her old bright, curious, goofy self. Instead of hiding her magical heritage, she displayed it with pride, and where she once was frightened by her own shadow, she now ran fearlessly after her goals. She even finally worked up the courage to go back to the Boiling Isles, returning to Swynlake with her new palisman, Clover.
(Graduation had tempered that boundless enthusiasm once again, the loss of so many of her closest friends - whether they left Swynlake to explore the world on their own or were ripped away when their hearts just couldn't hold on any longer - burying her in her own grief. She drifted listlessly between the Grove and the home Winston had graciously opened up to her for nearly a year, and it was only her renewed friendship with Amity that pulled her back out of the ground.)
Willow stayed at the Garden Grove until her talents outgrew it, and with the help of some grants and all the money she had once saved for her Great Escape Into Mundanity, Willow bought an old manor home at the edge of Atlantis Lake and turned it into the Swynlake Botanical Gardens. Wild magical plants blossomed in every corner of the gardens, taken from around the world - and even a few from the Boiling Isles once she got them to successfully acclimate - and brought to flourish and be studied in their new home. Though her own plan when she had come to Swynlake had fallen through, Willow found a talent as an event planner and opened the botanical gardens to be used as an event space for the town; hosting weddings and parties of all sorts. They even opened classes and summer camps to the citizens of Swynlake alongside the daily tours they offered, teaching the town about the magical flora that surrounded them.
(It was at one of these camps that Willow reconnected with Mim Ambrosius and her daughter Adria, a burgeoning young sorcerer with a talent for plant magic. Willow hadn't expected to be swept up by them, but she found herself falling more and more in love with the small family as the summer went on, and now she's proud to call herself a part of it.)
Willow is excitedly preparing for the Gala, happy for what the changing laws mean for the future of her town and her beloved stepdaughter. Swynlake is her home, but a call from her dads has her torn between the life she made for herself and the one she left behind in the Boiling Isles. Will her Papa's failing health put her wedding planning on hold, or will Willow be able to convince her family that Swynlake is where they all belong?
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The Goonies Cast (Pride U Edition)
"Goonies never say die!"
Danny Darling as Michael "Mikey" Walsh
Riley Anderson as Brandon "Brand" Walsh
Mirabel Madrigal as Lawrence "Chunk" Cohen
Jenny Marsh-Foxworth as Clark "Mouth" Devereaux
Su Qin as Richard "Data” Wang
Amity Blight as Andrea Theresa "Andy" Carmichael
Laurette de la Croix as Stephanie "Stef" Steinbrenner
Mim Ambrosius as Troy Perkins
@darling-lost-boy @uffdah-riley @waitingona-mirabel @jenny-marshfoxworth @princess-su @blight-magic @laurette-moi @madmagicmim
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Frog Heist || F.R.O.G. Squad
@justkeepdancing-nemo @madmagicmim
The scene was this: A man was stood in the middle of the road that led into Swynlake with a car blocking both lanes, grey smoke coming out of the hood like a bonfire. The only light was the one working headlight, a flashlight the man was holding, and the waxing gibbous of a moon that had been witness to all that had caused such a thing.
Then, a third was added to the list More headlights came down the road, the truck they were attached to having to come to a complete stop before it made contact with anything. It was slightly too big to try pulling around, the treeline too close to the road to fit without the top hitting on something.
The truck’s back lights flickered, showing that it had gone into park, and then the engine died completely. A door opened and driver hopped out.
“Hey, mate, you okay?”
“Oh, thank god!” the man cried, coming around to meet the man in the middle. At the back of his car, at the front of the truck. The driver squinted as the flashlight shone directly into his eyes, bringing his hand up. Keys jangled with the motion, still held between his fingers. The light beam darted away. “Sorry! Didn’t mean to blind you there.”
“It’s alright, no harm done,” the driver said, blinking away the spots in his vision now. “Er, what’s going on?”
“That’s just it, I don’t know! I hit something out here and then my car blew up!” the man replied, turning to watch the smoke still billowing up toward the sky. “It’s the darnedest thing.”
“Have you called for a tow?”
“No. My phone- well.” The man pulled something from his pocket and shined his flashlight on it to show a very mangled and cracked thing resembled a phone. “It fell out of my pocket earlier and then I kicked it across the way in the dark, not knowing.”
Silence passed between them as the driver tried very hard not to say anything rude. He gave a sigh, reaching into his pocket. In went the hand with the keys and out came a hand with a phone instead. “You can use mine.”
“Could I? Oh, thank you! Thank you so much!” the man said, relief palpable. He took the phone once the driver had unlocked it.
#title: (frog heist)#ch: (nemo bae)#ch: (mirium 'mim' ambrosius)#(drakko)#(drim)#(frog club)#sorry this is so long#i got carried away#no need to match besties
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Saturday, November 4 – Crack!ship AU
TRIGGER WARNINGS: MENTIONS OF BULLYING (very minor)
Title: Can't Go Back Now
Rating: Teen and Up Audiences, General Audiences
Relationships: Joy Hepburn/Mim Ambrosius
Other Characters: Jeremy Johnson, Riley Anderson, Phineas Flynn, Edric Blight, Pip Seville and Roxanne Martin
Additional Tags: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Alternate Universe, Canon Divergent, University AU, Angst, Hate, Hurt, Comfort, Enemies to Lovers, Eventual Happy Ending
Author’s Note: I am sure all of this is wildly out of character but I had fun. Enjoy <3
TAGGING: @madmagicmim
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