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profits

[ + 2000G ] : Passed Activity Check

[ + 500G ]: First Job

[ + 500G ]: Second Job

[ + 500G ]: Updated Bio/HL

[ + 500G ]: Updated Info Pages

[ TOTAL ]: 12500G + 4000G = 16500G

#ac:money

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Funland™ Bazaar Stand

Hm. Wig on, contacts set, face mold applied, fitted foam in her large leather men’s shoes, binder adjusted, costume makeup finished, suit dusted off. Her heels were tossed in the corner of her room. It was a good thing voice manipulation had always been a talent she kept, lock and key. Eilas Iti. Her name as of… right now. It wasn’t the first time she was prepared to drop her identity and pick up another. And undoubtedly, it wouldn’t be the last. Packing up her items, chemically tampered with by some of her inside sources, she locked the door behind her.

She had the items tested, of course. Again, the thought of harming citizens wasn’t in her memo. But she needed to slowly needle at Funland at its roots. And what better choice than to promote its lovely products? 

> Funland™: [ Universe Bath Bomb ] - (x5 || 100 G) Take a dip in the universe! Make your very own bathtub into a swirling, fragrant pool of stars. Biodegradable and leaves you smelling of lilac fields on a starry night. [[Will legitimately make you glitter for about half a week. Sparkling like a newly introduced bachelor(ette) on a fine autumn evening.]]

> Funland™: [ Cucumber Paradise Cologne ] - (x5 || 100G) Interested in rejuvenating yourself and turning everyone’s heads while you’re at it?  Try our cologne, chemically proven to ease your tension and leave you smelling of mild cucumber and melon. Or buy it for a friend who might just deserve a day off! [[Will make you smell like the Kappa and a dirty swamp for about half a week! Definitely going to attract the ladies.]] 

>Funland™: [ Secrets N’ Spices Shampoo ] - (x5 || 100G) Fragrance of cinnamon and pumpkin spice. A two-in-one conditioner and shampoo that moisturizes your hair and reduces frizz. Take a stroll down a pumpkin patch, right in your very home! [[Will turn your hair green for a week. At least you will look like a Goddess.]] 

>Funland™ : [ Couture Designer Sunglasses ] - (x5 || 100G) The latest in chic, modern fashion, these sunglasses not only go with any of your outfits, but shade your eyes on those overly sunny days! A fabulous look for woman and men alike. Will rival any designer brand sunglasses you can think of! [[Will ink your face with a nice raccoon looking mask for a week. Looking shady, indeed.]] 

>Funland™: [ Chic Locks and Curls Wig ] - (x5 || 100G) Ever want a new look? Don’t want the commitment that comes with? Come buy a wig to make that dream a reality! All wigs are white, but we will provide dyes in assorted colors for you as you please! [[Will be stuck on your head for a week. Sorry for tying you to commitment.]] 

#((please by these for ur friends and family)) #((much love from urs truly)) #((I casually delete my self reblogs after a while lmao))

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harvest-king:

Ignis is slacking of his duties in more recent times. This mortal city is having effects on him the longer he stays here. He should be finding that concerning, but all his concern at the moment is being taken up by two problems. One; he is late for work. Two; it is going to rain.

Ignis is not normally late at all - lacking any mortal hobbies, he instead takes on the duty of doing three jobs, two of which he is the boss of. One of which is the Hot Springs, currently left unattended because he knows that Violet does not have a shift there today. He is late because he was taking Romulus and Remus for a quick walk in the park inbetween shifts, but the ‘quick’ walk soon developed into throw the stick! throw the stick! Now, it is going to rain. Karma for his lateness? Ignis hates the rain. A completely natural response, given his status as a fire deity.

He has already teleported most of the way from Freestone Park but he is grumbling under his breath as he pushes open the gate. Think about the reputation of the Vulcan Hot Springs! Hair in a complete disarray, mud on his tracksuit bottoms, and whining dogs under one arm, he enters the Hot Springs.

…and stares, in complete surprise, to see a customer already waiting. In the empty Hot Springs. Damn it. With him looking as windswept and hurried as this! Ignis can already visualise the gossip spreading, profits decreasing and he needs money to feed his dogs.

He sighs and lets his dogs down; they scamper off to his office. He runs a hand through his hair, fingers catching on the tangles. He quickly goes to stand behind the counter. “Good afternoon,” he addresses the customer, knowing his complete lack of dignity. “I do hope I did not keep you waiting too long…?”

Lily blinked, rather unaffected by the spectacle, but nevertheless quite entertained by it all. As she rose to her feet elegantly to greet the man, she tossed her pack over her shoulder.  Strolling over to the front desk, heels clicking on the floor, she conserved her expression to one of steel. Though, her silent amusement flittered in her dark irises. He was a peculiar sight—welcomed, but peculiar nonetheless. Exceedingly over seven-foot tall, she estimated, with bundles of fiery scarlet locks that scattered down his back in a cascading waterfall of sorts.

In all her years, foreigners and the like had made all sorts of impressions, but his—mud, sticks and hair a flurry—certainly ‘took the cake’ as one may word it.  Resting her hand atop of her lips, partially to cover her amused grin and partially out of wonder over how much trust he had in his hounds, her eyes followed the giant canines as they disappeared into his office.

“Yes… Good afternoon,” Her gaze flicked nonchalantly to meet his before continuing. “Though I suppose this weather would beg to differ.” She murmured easily, attention glazing over his unkempt appearance and disarrayed lack of ease. She didn’t mind it, in any sense; some people just had their bad days. The world was often cold to others, after all. “I believe the wait was fine…! Don’t worry about it.”

Chuckling quietly, Lily adjusted the strap of her pack before drawing her attention back to the Hot Springs worker. “I had time to muse over things while here, so I suppose I’m thankful. Though I can only guess that the boss of this place would be a tad displeased to know that there was more time spent here contemplating than actually bathing.” Flashing a faint, knowing smile—for who else would just let their giant dogs into the office if they didn’t own the place—Lily held out her hand in greeting.

“It’s nice to meet you, displeased boss, my name is Lily. Lily Cheng.”

fýrgebræc || ignis & lily

#harvestking #firebreak #((slow slow v slow on my end gomen))

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There was a rather stale distaste in Alice’s tone. A given, considering the time. Lily had hopes that she could wedge her way into the girl’s heart, considering their age and such, but she supposed this terse relationship would have to do. In a sense, it made things easier for the endgame. She immediately kept her thoughts in check; there was no need for such solemn contemplations. Not right now. Releasing a quiet exhale, one so silent that it flirted with the lines of nonexistence, she wondered where to begin. Lily’s cobalt eyes rested on her paperwork for a moment, before flickering towards Alice and her sound appearances.

Alice maintained an air of authority despite obvious signs of sleep clouding her eyes. Lily would have smirked comfortably had the circumstances been different… for they were more similar than Alice would have ever suspected. Lily supposed they may have been capable of friendship, had the world been capable of miracles. Scoffing mentally, she flipped over the coversheet that had been clamped to her clipboard and read it over once more.

“Recent activity spikes have occurred due to your distribution of 50% coupons, but the overall state of Funland ™ Enterprises has been experiencing minor setbacks. Mainly just revolving around the overlapping days of that Carnival. Nothing that will affect you, long-term.” Lily summarized the rest of her statistics, going briefly over their failure to take over the Goddess Pond without trying to stretch the extent of their botch job. Lily was readily aware of how that part of the report would bug Alice, but she could only assume that whatever was internally boiling in her employer’s heart wasn’t anything that would simmer to the surface.

“But never mind that.” Pressing a hand over her clipboard and snapping her files closed, Lily gave a flippant smile to juxtapose the dense atmosphere. She had noticed it in previous meetings, sure, but she paid no apparent mind to it. Lily focused mainly on morale, watering it ever so slightly to keep it from wilting. “I don’t believe it’s anything Funland can’t handle. In any particular case, your recent takeover of Serenity Apartments has been a smashing success, so the prospective future will only look up from here.”

“However… if I may intrude on the matter…” Lily paused for a moment, for effect rather than anything else in particular. “Are you feeling alright, Miss Richelieu? I understand it’s not in my regulations to do so, but your well-being is very much the well-being of Funland.”

And if I could speak out of turn, you are very much human. Just like the rest of us. Lily held her tongue—and her heart—in check. 

rendezvous || alice & lily

#funlandalice #rendezvous #((sorry for the wait!!))

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Funland™ Bazaar Stand

Hm. Wig on, contacts set, face mold applied, fitted foam in her large leather men’s shoes, binder adjusted, costume makeup finished, suit dusted off. Her heels were tossed in the corner of her room. It was a good thing voice manipulation had always been a talent she kept, lock and key. Eilas Iti. Her name as of... right now. It wasn’t the first time she was prepared to drop her identity and pick up another. And undoubtedly, it wouldn’t be the last. Packing up her items, chemically tampered with by some of her inside sources, she locked the door behind her.

She had the items tested, of course. Again, the thought of harming citizens wasn’t in her memo. But she needed to slowly needle at Funland at its roots. And what better choice than to promote its lovely products? 

> Funland™: [ Universe Bath Bomb ] - (x5 || 100 G) Take a dip in the universe! Make your very own bathtub into a swirling, fragrant pool of stars. Biodegradable and leaves you smelling of lilac fields on a starry night. [[Will legitimately make you glitter for about half a week. Sparkling like a newly introduced bachelor(ette) on a fine autumn evening.]]

> Funland™: [ Cucumber Paradise Cologne ] - (x5 || 100G) Interested in rejuvenating yourself and turning everyone’s heads while you’re at it?  Try our cologne, chemically proven to ease your tension and leave you smelling of mild cucumber and melon. Or buy it for a friend who might just deserve a day off! [[Will make you smell like the Kappa and a dirty swamp for about half a week! Definitely going to attract the ladies.]] 

>Funland™: [ Secrets N’ Spices Shampoo ] - (x5 || 100G) Fragrance of cinnamon and pumpkin spice. A two-in-one conditioner and shampoo that moisturizes your hair and reduces frizz. Take a stroll down a pumpkin patch, right in your very home! [[Will turn your hair green for a week. At least you will look like a Goddess.]] 

>Funland™ : [ Couture Designer Sunglasses ] - (x5 || 100G) The latest in chic, modern fashion, these sunglasses not only go with any of your outfits, but shade your eyes on those overly sunny days! A fabulous look for woman and men alike. Will rival any designer brand sunglasses you can think of! [[Will ink your face with a nice raccoon looking mask for a week. Looking shady, indeed.]] 

>Funland™: [ Chic Locks and Curls Wig ] - (x5 || 100G) Ever want a new look? Don’t want the commitment that comes with? Come buy a wig to make that dream a reality! All wigs are white, but we will provide dyes in assorted colors for you as you please! [[Will be stuck on your head for a week. Sorry for tying you to commitment.]] 

#ac:bazaar #ac:forsale #((I love all of you please forgive me)) #((literally spell eilas iti backwards without the space))

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I feel like I will get along VERY well with Lily

#((omfg she says it so matter-of-factly i'm laughing)) #((who hurt you lily))

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oaktreeweathergirl:

It had all happened so fast.

One minute, Lillie was walking towards the entrance to the theatre, ready to start her shift for the day. The next, a speeding bike came out of nowhere and had been heading straight towards her. Lillie let out a shriek at this, shut her eyes, and held her arms up to shield her face – for whatever reason – as she stumbled back and fell to the ground, right on her behind.

Was she going to die!? She wasn’t ready to die! She didn’t want to die…! There were so many things in life she hadn’t been able to do yet! Fall in love, get married, have a family… Lillie wanted to do all of that…! She couldn’t die yet…!

She sat there and waited for the inevitable, only to slowly open her eyes when she realized that nothing had happened. When she did, she saw a woman – the one on the bike? – coming over to her. At her question, Lillie blinked owlishly before giving her a bemused answer. “A-ah…” She stammered out, still startled from the incident that happened only a few moments ago. “I-it’s okay. I’m… okay.” The brunette confirmed slowly as she checked herself for any injuries. Once she realized she was fine – aside from the pain of falling back on her behind, of course – she looked up to the woman with a small smile. “Yeah! I’m perfectly fine, so no worries.”

She exhaled gently, with an expression of relief striking across her face. Concern glowed from her dark irises, but she had always had a composure even diamond could not scratch. The girl honestly seemed as though her life had flashed before her very eyes, though. Looking the stranger up and down, but not protruding in personal space, she concluded that the unfamiliar girl didn’t seem too injured from her fall. Lily simply prayed that she had not been internally bruised in the process, though the girl had reassured her that that was not the case.

“Oh, what a relief--! I’m glad you are uninjured. Though if an issue emerges, please tell me, okay? I am more than willing to take you to the clinic.”

She expected to uphold liability for her own actions, after all. Moral obligations aside, Lily didn’t have the heart to leave someone behind when they were genuinely hurt. Though it would probably help if she didn’t do such dangerous stunts in public areas, huh? Subduing that thought, she returned her attention to the girl on the ground. Blowing up a gust of air to rustle her own bangs away from her eyes, she stooped down elegantly to offer the poor girl a hand.

“Here. Let me help you up.”   

Cupping the girl’s hand in a comforting manner, Lily firmly pulled her up and held up her other arm cautiously, as though to steady or catch her if she threatened to fall. She knew the injuries couldn’t have been that bad, but she had met many people in her lifetime who danced with two left feet. So it was a matter of habit. A small smile always helped ease the process, however, and conversation left no room for awkward silence.

“Oh, forgive my manners. My name is Lily Cheng, and your’s..?”

synonymous || lillie & lily

#oaktreeweathergirl #synonymous #((yessss noragami is my jam!!)) #((yui is so cute and peRF for lillie tho like dang A++))

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williamregison:

Were their words to describe the darkness that was plaguing his view from the small, lonely shop window that was his job, one of his many accomplishments as a single male. One of the many accomplishments he had made without his parents. It was always the dark, hanging clouds that brought question into his mind, a source of thought that did not usually arise when paired with better weather. Yes, it was sometimes rather hard to hold such thoughts, especially with the weather hanging on him like his many doubts he kept tucked away, but despite the weather not being at its finest, he could admit to himself that there was no such dislike held to the grey that was the sky.

A wave to his boss was given as he exited the building, another days work coming to an end. Another repetitive day that Will had not come to view as such. A boy fascinated with the common world, the blonde couldn’t help but be intrigued by the way that people worked majority of their lives for a business, instead of slaving away their hours for their parents. He was contempt with each new opportunity that was arising from his independent life, yet without admittance he knew that deep within the reaches of the place he deemed his heard he was yearning for something more, despite not knowing what the yearning was for. His steps were building, feeling the sound of each carefully placed step coming into contact with the cold, lifeless concrete beneath him.

Yet, his mind that had drifted from the reality that he was faced with, another dream in the middle of waking, he felt himself coming back to the dull, grey clouds he had been faced with before. He had already passed his home, now in a district he neither recognised nor had been into contact with before. His mind turned to thoughts of Marla, who had left work earlier instead of him, who had offered to take on extra hours, yet he didn’t feel a sense of panic. Instead, he pushed the feelings aside when he realised the damp, watery feeling that was saturating the perfectly white clothing that adorned his body, clinging to him with a sticky and what most would deem an unpleasant feeling.

Will’s eyes drifted up to see the sky had found sorrow on the small world he lived upon, another factor in the reality he now lived he found simply breathtaking as well as beautiful. The simple sound of rain, which was neither affected or impure by the very existence of himself and the others who inhabited this planet, left him in awe as he held out his palm to feel the soft coldness as it embraced his bare skin.

A voice brought him out of the trance that had befell him, bringing his gaze to a blurred beauty that awaited him as he continued to walk closer. It seemed she had found refuge from the rain in some sort of shelter, yet what it happened to be was a fact unknown to him. When he believed he was close enough, a gentle smile appeared among the angelic and boyish features of his face, in response to the stranger who had now been identified as an exotically beautiful woman. A pure delight to have graced his sight. The tapping of his feet on the footpath ceased to be heard, and he cleared his throat.

“A simple walk home, I could say m’lady.” His voice begun, as he paused to process her words once more. “It seems I was graced by the natural beauty of the droplets of tears from the god’s above, yet it merely is a small sight in comparison to the beauty of yourself.” William’s gaze turned back to the rain that was falling, embracing the music it created as he spoke once more. “If you don’t mind my asking, how does one like yourself also find themselves in the same situation?”

Her eyebrow piqued up as her dark irises danced in a dim light, of amusement and befuddlement. What a curious man. Lingering confusion tapped at her shoulder; the man was verbose, of rich vocabulary that flirted on the lines of unnecessary. What was it that he was trying to say? It almost vexed her, but he played off as a good guy—perhaps it was the way he held himself up that promoted his unwavering spirit. Albeit the good intentions that played in his soft features, she couldn’t reserve herself to mental laughter. A gentle chuckle tumbled from her lips and she held a hand up to muffle it. She attempted to remember the last time she met a stranger as curious as this one, but not even the bolder ones were this effusive. 

“I believe tears from your god would be of more worth,” She spoke matter-of-factly, a ghost of a smile still playing on her lips for a moment before it was lost again. Lily had developed a deep intrigue over foreign gods, as her travels carried her into the lands of various believers and critics alike. Flattery was lost upon her, unfortunately. Pressing a finger to her chin, she hummed in a low tone as though deep in thought. “I wonder as well. You could say I ended up here on my way to Meraki Café, but knowing myself, I may have ended up on a completely different road out of pure curiosity. To be in the same exact situation though…”

“Do you believe in coincidences... or fate?”

Looking him straight in the eyes for a moment, she pulled her gaze away towards the muddled rain that continued to scatter from the sky above. With eyes clouded over in something unexplained, Lily did not continue that train of thought, for she made light of such a heavy question. She distractedly scooted to make room for him under the small awning of a closed building she had discovered. (“Come on, come on now! Please join me under here.” Lily shared small side comment as she pulled on his arm to make sure he was completely sheltered.) As soon as she made sure he wasn’t just standing bare against the rain, her hands pulled back in quiet realization.

She was still soaking wet to the bone, velvet gloves dripping casually and small puddles pooled in her heels... Yet so was he-- his clothes clung onto his body warily, hanging down in clumps at a time. She could only assume she appeared to him no better. Her dress embraced her uncomfortably, rolling up slightly against her body and flapping ever so slightly at the tip of a hat. At least now, she had a companion that had shared the same unfortunate outcome. And boy, she couldn’t hold in the gradual chuckle that bubbled up at the thought of them shaking like dogs. It began to jingle whole-heartedly the more she thought about it. “Goodness! We’re both drenched, hahaha!”

“I suppose your god has much to cry about? Or is this a blessing?” Sharing a warm laugh, in good faith and good company, was all well. She was half-joking about the rain and his god’s tears, of course, readily opening up with a clever play on people’s words whenever the situation spared her an opportunity to do so. As the laughter gradually subsided, Lily silently contemplated for a moment, before turning to him slowly. It was as though she had been missing something. Hm? Perhaps she was worried that he had other business to attend to. Or maybe company waiting for him at home? 

She wondered if he had someplace to go after this but there was another important that suddenly plagued her mind. What in the world was his name? Attempting to recall it in their conversation, she was left with a blank slate. Had they really not managed to do the simplest of things? Tilting her head ever so slightly, Lily blinked up at him nonchalantly. “Oh-- Excuse me. I believe I never caught your name.”

“Mine is Lily. Lily Cheng.”

petrichor | will & lily

#williamregison #petrichor #((here we go into novella hell))

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rendezvous || alice & lily

Her heels clicked, a lonely sound in a hushed hallway. She hadn’t exactly expected much, it was late evening (or should she say early morning?) and there were certainly better things to do than to wander around in the hall. It was probably better that that was the case. Knocking sharply on the door in Morse code, she tapped out the letters “C. E. O.” and waited nonchalantly for a response.

The current files that she had finished reading up and researching were that of the recent Goddess Pond circumstances, that hadn’t gone as expected. Of course, Funland benefited from it nonetheless—the townspeople were quite dedicated to preserving their indigenous religious areas, weren’t they? Lily silently mused on that thought, with mixed feelings on the matter; not that the emotion reached her eyes.

She had also gone and documented the monthly profits of Funland areas, noting pointedly that the Carnival had propagated the distribution of 50% off coupons but slightly decreased the activity in already-established Funland areas. She assumed Alice had already been prepared for that, however. She had been working for Alice for a handful of months now, as she had been recommended to the Funland Company from her previous job in another city. 

Ironically, though, she had moved into the same apartment as her boss. But was that truly irony… or fate? Lily realized with a start that there had been no response from her neighboring room. Perhaps Alice was out tonight? Or had she fallen asleep? Showering? Lily would have assumed that Alice would be used to their late night meetings, but there was always a reason for what Alice did. Whether the reason was a good one was not up to Lily to decide.

Knocking the code “C. E. O.” once more against Alice’s door, she tapped the head of her heel in wait.

“Ms. Richelieu? Are you there?”

funlandalice

#funlandalice #rendezvous #((party hardy funland starty))

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synonymous || lillie & lily

Twirling her keys to her new bike, Lily knew it was about time she let it out for a spin. Her eyes glinted with honed anticipation as she stuck the keys in and revved up the engines. In a streak of light, she was off, breeze blasting against her hair and rustling her bangs amok. She whistled in amusement, as the scenes around her skid past like a rewinding movie clip. Her charmed laughter could be heard like skipping stones across water, bouncing off posts and buildings as she drove straight past them.

Where was she going though? Some place new? Narrowing her eyes, she took a sharp turn to avoid an incoming red light. Note to self, bring a helmet next time, will you? Ignoring her own sarcasm, she stared up ahead, looking for some place to stop and relax. Ah--! A towering theatre stood prominently in the distance, almost beckoning to her.

That’s the place!

She hummed under her breath for a moment, wondering how she should go about her arrival. Well, she didn’t spot anyone near the entrance so… Why not attempt to take a nice skid to a stop there? Avoiding ongoing traffic, the cars let up as she approached the parking for the theatre. She leaned forward in her seat, hands grasping the handles of the bike in anticipation to turn at any moment. Just as she reared her bike towards an empty parking space by the entrance, she realized that somebody had popped up without her realizing. Shoot!

Her hands shot out, pulling for the emergency break. The bike screeched to a stop, a bit off from where she had planned to break but at least she had made it in time not to hit the girl. Breathing heavily for a moment, she regained her cool composure and stuck out a leg to keep her bike from tipping over. Clicking the bike stands up to balance her ride on its own, she pulled her legs over and was immediately at the girl’s side in a heartbeat.  

“I’m so sorry! Are you unharmed?!”

oaktreeweathergirl

#oaktreeweathergirl #synonymous #((get it? bc lily and lillie)) #((ironically they probably seem diff but i'm sure they're way more similar than they think))

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fýrgebræc || ignis & lily

Lily strolled down yet another winded path, letting the wind take her where it pleased. Altelia City was a large one, one of which wouldn’t bore her for quite a while.  Running a hand through her wind-swept bangs, she glanced around for anything of interest. The weather itself was cooling down, taking a turn for something a tad more somber. Grayish skies, tainted with something unspoken.

Rubbing her gloved hands together, she took a sharp turn down an avenue she hadn’t yet gone down and found herself facing a hot spring. Tapping her chin for a moment, as though it was a rather difficult choice to make (which it wasn’t), she chuckled and let herself in. It had been quite a while since she had seen a hot spring—there had usually been one in a handful of towns that she had reached on her travels. Her kinsmen would definitely have loved to join her; though they had a tendency to turn any hot springs upside down with their shenanigans.

For a moment, a twang of longing plucked at her heart. It had been quite a long time since she had seen them, now. She didn’t mind being a lone wolf, nowadays, but the thought of company was looking decently pleasing. Her gaze traced the counter, wondering if she could scrape up a conversation with a worker while she was here. But how could she possibly start up a talk when there was no one to talk to?

“…Hello? Is there anybody there?”

There was no way the place would simply be open to the public without someone working, correct? They couldn’t have possibly played hooky and forgot to lock the door behind them… Sitting down at an available chair, she wondered if she should wait until someone came back. It would be in bad taste to leave any place without lock or guard, so Lily didn’t mind being that guard if the duty called for her.

harvest-king (x)

#harvestking #firebreak #((don't need to match if you don't want love)) #((also i saw this word and went YUP that's HK's thread name))

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carnival earnings

[ Admissions ]: -1500G

[ Mining (x6) & Fishing ]: -3300G || + 200 Prize Medals (Doc of Games)

[ Prizes Bought ]: 

Tron Motorbike (-50 PM)

Murasame (-150 PM)

[Total Cash]: 12500G

#ac:results #ac:money #ac:inventory #((late late late but now i have a shiny bike))

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Lace and silk, lace and silk

#lunachere #just a small request

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profits

[ Recruitment Campaign ]: + 5000G

[ Gold Saucer Casino ]: + 8800G + 1 Blue Feather Card + 3 Coupons for 50% off Funland Areas (Doc for Games)

[ Total ]: 15800G

#ac:money #ac:results

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petrichor | will & lily

Were there words to describe the state of lacrimose that stretched across the sky? The clouds hung low, menacingly so, as they threatened to bombard the city in tears. Monochromatic hues of gray clung to the very color of Altelia, taking its color as though taking its life. But for one reason or another—something inexplicable, indeed—Lily could not find it in herself to truly dislike a brewing storm.

Her heels clicked against the floor, teeming the occasional angry gust with a little rhythm to go with its whispering shrieks. She had, for that matter, planned to head to the Meraki Café near her apartments for a little drink, after having ambled along the east shoreline for an indefinite amount of time. She strolled swiftly down the path, fingers curling tightly around the string of her satchel. For however much she tolerated the rain, it might be better to find shelter before the threat became overtly certai--

And so the sky fell, as if on cue. There had been many superstitions, amongst nearly all kinds of people, about how one should take care of what thoughts came to mind. Sighing outwardly and rolling her eyes, she began to laugh against the dull thuds of rain. She should have known better than to challenge time and nature itself. There was no point in lamenting over it; she was soaked to the bone. And so incredibly amused.

Raising her head to take in the rain in full embrace, she let out a long sigh. The scent of rainfall, mingling with the ground and plants, lingered. Earthy, rustic. Though she could not state having a singular home, she found refuge in the universal scent of the world when it rained. Pivoting on her heels to finally head to shelter, she wondered how the rain managed to blur the scenery into one long watercolor stroke. Even the object in the distance seemed obscured, blending in with the rain. 

Wait. Was that a person? 

“Excuse me? What are you doing out in this fervent rain?”

 williamregison

#williamregison #petrichor #((i am novella trash please write as you please! uvu))

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iridescent | julius & lily

Gems, for the better or the worse, had reigned as the prevalent apple of her eye. (That was how people phrased it, correct?) It wasn’t a superficial love, not saccharine-sweet like the smiles some people forced on long days. They intrigued her, fascinated her; but above all, she found a hint of purpose in the hunt. 

She had long given up her days of hunting—that’s what she wanted people to believe, in the least—but her love for jewels remained as clear as day. To think, she would settle for a city life! She could have been out there, in the rain and wind, bustling sea towns or acres of forest. But perhaps something had called her here, for she felt as though Altelia wasn’t simply just a city. She could feel it in her bones.

But the transition from her last city to this one was very smooth. She just had to find a second job to blend in with the rest of the faceless waves of people that ebbed in and out of her life. Raking her fingers through lingering locks of hair, she tucked the loose ends back and maintained her usual calm demeanor as she approached the store in mind. The sign read flawlessly, pressed and fancy. “Crystalline Accessories.”

Ducking in elegantly, she nodded her head out of respect for the owner. Her eyes glinted for a moment, accessing the assortment of gems that were on display. My, my, certainly a selection here. There was no need for her future boss to worry, however. As a matter of dignity, Lily prided herself of never having stolen any treasure that belonged to another, despite the ‘treasure hunter’ title she adorned.

Confidently holding out a gloved hand, Lily graced a winning smile. “Hello, my name is Lily Cheng. It will be very delightful to work with you from now on.”

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[the-world-is-cold-blog]

dérive || kyle & lily

“In psychogeography, a dérive (French; lit. “drift”) is a spontaneous journey on which the subtle aesthetic contours of the landscape and architecture subconsciously attract and move the traveler, encountering an entirely new and authentic experience.”

Her eyes, closed. Ears, open. But the world continue to move forward, a given considering that she was merely one person. Not enough to stop the world in its tracks. She sat silently, honing her ears to the tinkling sounds and mild conversations of the Tea House, as the steam from her tea wafted past her face. Hm, the world at present smelled of faint jasmine and tasted like the past.

Swirling her drink absentmindedly, she watched her distorted reflection stare back at her. This was the face that people saw? Hm. And what of the travelers who met her once and never again? Did they see something different? It was certain, though; those touched by a journey ahead often saw the world just a bit differently.

Sentimentality aside, all that was left of her tea were a few undrained leaves drifting on the bottom of her cup. With a clack of her cup, she set it down and tipped the owner for a job well done. Tossing her satchel over her shoulder, Lily gave her sentiments and took one last sweeping glance at the customers that also found a little piece of home at the Tea House. But her gaze paused, or rather, it gave a full-break stop at the sight of a familiar red bushel of hair.

It was a rare occasion. To meet once again once parted. But she chuckled, realizing that it was rather welcome to say hello to someone who wasn’t exactly a stranger. Or perhaps, as time had passed, he had become one? In any case, she didn’t bear any thought of turning back, for she was already half way there.

“Kyle? Is that you?” A pleasant smile adorned her face.

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