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Delivery Crisis
“Lili! Please…!” On an uneventful morning, an exclamation rings out in the classroom.
Aimee clings to Ophelia's hand and bats her eyelashes at the other. “It’s a limited edition for a partnership with our favorite idol! With a limited time offer! Surely you're interested?”
“I get that it's alluring, and you're just a few dollars away from the discount, but…” Ophelia looks away, “You know, I’m not as financially free as you!”
Aimee pouts, but remains silent. It's no secret that Ophelia lives in a low income family, being raised by her grandparents who are already retired.
She looks back to her phone screen. She has selected the drink on the delivery app, but by the checkout button, a line of text informs her that she’s 40 dollars away from a discount.
“Maybe you can try asking other people…?” Ophelia suggests.
Aimee sighs and looks around. “Fine…”
“Ooh, that sounds great!” Daisy says with sparkles in her eyes, “It just so happens that I haven't bought from this place yet. Let me check if I have the money…”
“Surely you do, right?” Aimee says, “I mean, it's not that expensive! The cheapest one is just 70 dollars!”
“J-Just…?” Daisy repeats with a shaky smile.
“Yeah? There's even a discount, so it's cheaper!” Aimee replies happily.
“Oh, good, good to know…” Daisy returns to finding her wallet.
After Daisy looks through her entire backpack, Aimee can't help but tease, “Do you need that long to find your wallet?”
“Huh? Did I forget to bring my wallet? But I always put it in my backpack…” Daisy says, furrowing her brows in confusion.
“…Maybe you misplaced it somewhere?” Aimee suggests, “Do you remember the last time you used it?”
“Umm…” Daisy chuckles sheepishly.
Aimee resists the urge to facepalm. “It's alright. I’ll just ask someone else.”
“So? Do you wanna get a drink?” Aimee asks with a wink.
Arashi scrolls through the menu. “Hm, there are some drinks that sound good…”
Aimee looks at her with hope sparkling in her eyes. “Yeah?”
“Yeah, I’ll accept your offer,” Arashi says, “It's a bit expensive, but it's not like I order delivery every day.”
“Do you never get tired of the cafeteria food?” Aimee asks.
“No? I actually like it a lot.”
Aimee stares at her in disbelief.
“W-What? Summermist has good food,” Arashi replies.
“Next you're gonna tell me you liked school lunch in middle school,” Aimee deadpans.
“I did,” she says without missing a beat.
Aimee splutters. “You're not Krishna, are you? Your taste buds are still intact?”
“It's not that unbelievable…” Arashi mutters, “Wait, why Krishna?”
“Don't you know she has no sense of taste?” “No? Why would I?”
“Oh. Well, now you know,” Aimee dismisses the topic. “Anyway, what drink do you wanna get?”
“Oh, this one looks good,” Arashi points to one of the drinks on the menu.
“Great!” Aimee cheers, “I can finally place the order!”
happy birthday to Aimee :D
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First Meeting
"I get it if you didn't recognize me since I never turn my microphone on, but not recognizing Ela is Samiel is pretty ridiculous, don't you think?"
"How on earth am I supposed to recognize people just from their voice?"
"But I did recognize you. And so did Nana."
"B-But, Ela kills so brutally in the games! It's totally different from who you usually are, Samiel!"
[ID:
This is the first time Team A Plus has had an irl meetup. Cyrus is looking at his phone while walking on the street, mumbling to himself, "Should be here, right?"
Suddenly, someone yells, "Akaoni!" Cyrus turns to look at the source of the voice.
Arashi and Samiel stand before a cafe, waving to him. "Here!" Arashi says.
Cyrus freezes. "...Huh?"
/End ID]
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Wind Erosion
Imaginary winds scrape against his bones and viscera like knives. Through his blurry vision, Samiel finds a dark corner in the alley and stumbles towards the hideout. Exhausted and in pain, he collapses to the ground.
It's his goddamn price of magic.
Being a wizard comes with a price, literally. His is a syndrome called RDX-1107, which is so rare he’s the first person to be diagnosed with it. Probably the last, too.
Obviously, god did not care if his condition makes sense scientifically. In that dream where he was told about his powers, god referred to his price as “kanimaok.” The erosion of bones, how fitting.
With a violent cough, the taste of blood fills his mouth. Samiel fumbles with the tissue paper in his backpack and presses it to his mouth. A stream of coughs later, the thin slip of paper is already soaked in blood.
In his pocket, his phone buzzes, yet he has no energy to pay attention. Having an episode heightens his sense of pain; the agony he's feeling is amplified so much that it takes over every thought in his mind. He can't focus on anything but the pain.
How unfair. He doesn't even use magic, nor does he need magic, but he has to pay the price all the same. Ever since his birth, all his status of being a wizard has brought him is misery.
His headache and the nausea strengthen. Ah, is he going to faint?
Good. At least he doesn't have to deal with the pain anymore.
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wait so just how many co authors do you have? and how do y'all make it work? like do you write separate parts or something?
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Areixyn holds up three fingers with an excited smile.
They say, “Good question! It actually depends on the world.
Summermist has three authors in total — Y(she/her), 17(ze/zir), and me, Areixyn.
Other worlds might have other authors, or be entirely my own!”
They put their hands on their chest, looking proud.
They say, “As for how we work together, any work — writing, art, or anything else posted here — is done by me and me alone, unless stated otherwise.
The parts we collaborate on is character design and world building.”
A miniature set of a grass plain appears with dolls of Arashi and Samiel. Areixyn looks down at the dolls, holding Krishna's doll in her right hand and a pen in her left.
She says, “Y and I create most of the characters, and almost all of the world building stuff together.
However, both of us have one character that we have full control over — mine is Krishna, and hers is Arashi.
As for 17, ze controls Samiel and anything related to him.”
The set disappears and Areixyn is now floating. He is holding a pen in his right hand, and a floating book is open in front of him.
He says, “When I write, I sometimes discuss with Y, but I can also decide them myself, especially on small issues or when it involves Krishna.
Although technically Arashi and Samiel aren't under my reign, since I'm the one writing stories, I still have some sort of control over them.
I usually ask Y or 17 about things related to them, but minor details might just be decided by me.”
Areixyn returns to a pose similar to the first slide, doing a pointing gesture.
They say, “So basically, we figure out the characters and the world building together, and the rest is up to me.”
/End ID]
#noxeris#summermist academy#nowhere#how on earth do i tag this#i guess you wouldn't want to see this in sma character tags??#areixyn#answer sheets#.png#oc
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In their classroom, Daisy approaches Aimee. Aimee turns to her, and Daisy smiles while pointing to her hat.
Daisy: Your hat's really pretty! The flowers are such a nice touch.
Aimee happily explains the flowers on her hat. Two yellow freesias appear beside her.
Aimee: Thank you! These are freesias, actually. They're my favorite, and they symbolize friendship, happiness, and innocence!
Daisy: Woah! Do you know a lot about flowers?
Aimee: My parents work at a flower shop, after all. Your name's Daisy, right? Daisies mean purity and innocence in flower language. A perfect name for you, I'd say.
Daisy thinks for a moment.
Daisy: Do basils mean anything? My younger brother is named Basil.
Aimee: Basils mean love, good luck, and protection. Seems like your names reflect your parents' blessings for you both.
For a second, Daisy falls silent, and her expression is unreadable. The next moment, Daisy smiles again.
Daisy: Is that so? That's interesting.
/End ID]
Flower Language
tried to draw a comic but it's so hard :(
also since it's a comic, the image description is not in alt text but here
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Flower Language
tried to draw a comic but it's so hard :(
also since it's a comic, the image description is not in alt text but here
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happy birthday to Ophelia :D
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A Moment of the Festival
Samiel twists his wrist while hissing in pain.
It's the school anniversary for Summermist Academy, and the dancing club has a grand performance.
Unfortunately, he hurt his wrist a few days ago. It's mostly healed now, but it still hurts a little when he twists his wrist.
“Are you alright?” Aimee comes up to him.
Samiel smiles, “Ah, I’m fine. No worries.”
“Is your wrist hurting?” Aimee asks, “The dance involves a lot of hand gestures. Are you sure you’ll be fine?”
“It's alright. It's mostly healed.”
“Well, if you insist,” Aimee shrugs. “Anyway, just give it your best, yeah? I’m sure everyone will be amazed by our performance!”
As they chat, the host announces their entrance.
Samiel looks to the stage and smiles in confidence. “Of course.”
Cyrus holds a pastry bag carefully, trying to control the flow of icing. “Wow, this is harder than I expected.”
“Hehe, it's a fun challenge, isn't it?” Ophelia says.
The two are at the dessert club’s stand. The club decided to organize a DIY activity where students can choose a cookie of their liking and use icing to customize them. It was a great hit, and the cookies were almost sold out.
Cyrus finishes drawing on the cookie and takes a look. “Yeah it looks like shit.”
“Ah… I think it's not that bad,” Ophelia says with a polite smile.
“Do you sell pre-made cookies?” Cyrus asks.
“Of course!” Ophelia points to the trays on the nearby desk. “There are other products too, like puddings and cupcakes!”
Cyrus’s eyes light up. He moves to the desk filled with desserts.
“Ooh, let me see…”
“Krishna? What are you doing all alone in the classroom?”
Arashi calls out to Krishna, and Daisy looks at the girl in mild concern. It isn't weird for Krishna to isolate herself, but staying in the classroom when it's the school anniversary is just too sad.
Krishna sighs, putting down her book. She gestures at the cane standing beside her desk. “My legs hurt.”
Ah, Krishna’s chronic pain. It seems she's having an especially bad day, seeing as she's even using her cane.
“What are your pain levels right now?” Daisy decides to ask.
“About… 6,” she answers, “So no, I'm fine sitting here, thanks.”
Daisy and Arashi shares a look. Krishna definitely deserves the rest, but she still wants her to feel included.
“Would you want to hear what's happening, then?” Arashi says, “We’ve basically finished seeing all the exhibits. We can tell you about them, if you want to?”
“We can also buy you things if you want!” Daisy chimes in, “Ah, class 5 sells really good cotton candy!”
Krishna stares at them, speechless for a moment. Her gaze softens.
“…Okay.”
May 27th is the anniversary of Summermist Academy! celebrations are held today~
#noxeris#summermist academy#krishna tinta sma#arashi hanazawa sma#daisy aurora sma#ophelia summers sma#cyrus bluestone sma#samiel stuart sma#aimee miller sma#loose leaves#.txt#oc
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Announcement!
after 17 (another co author :D) and I's discussion, we have decided to change Charles's story and everything!
any previous posts involving him has been updated accordingly, and can be found under the #samiel stuart sma tag! (yes his name is samiel now)
in addition, Meetings also recieved an update, but due to plot changes, it no longer has Samiel in the story.
i recommend you to check out all the new content! other than samiel himself, some new information has also been revealed, so if you can, please read them all!
that's all for the announcement, thank you and have a good day ⭐︎( ´ ▽ ` )
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First Time Gaming!
“What does this ‘Cl’ mean in front of your name?”
“Ah, this is the abbreviation for our clan! We’re the Chameleon clan, which means we can kill enemies efficiently and effectively like chameleons! Cool, right? The team Arashi and I are in is called A Plus, which means we’re the best!”
“Woah, that sounds really cool!”
“The name actually just came from the fact that all of us have ‘A’ in our online names.”
“O-oh, I see…”
“What is ‘Duel Before Dawn’?”
“That's for advanced players. Just play battle royale mode first.”
“I’m still curious.”
“Basically, the game takes place at night, so resources are harder to find, you can freeze to death, and there are also immortal people who are out to kill others.”
“S-sounds really difficult…”
“This is the joystick for moving; this is run and this is crouch; and here is where you switch your weapons —”
“Wait, wait, I can't keep up…”
“Eep! Someone's there!”
“Hurry, shoot him! Just keep shooting!”
“L-like this…?”
“Calm down, aim before you shoot. You got lots of gear, no need to worry about dying.”
“I-I’ll try my best…”
“Hm? Even clocks can be used for combat?”
“Nah, clocks are for telling the time, ‘cause it's better if the battle ends before sundown, which is 6 o'clock.”
“Oh, so that's why it's called Duel Before Dusk… Wait, it's 5 already?!”
“Aww, I died just like that…”
“It's fine, you did great for your first time, Daisy! You're really talented.”
“It's mainly because you barely met anyone, though.”
“Well, being able to avoid people for this long is also a talent…”
btw daisy playing dbd was requested by both a friend of mine and Y (my co author :D). do y'all just want to see her playing fps games that bad lol
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@onyxrevelationtrinity asked: Cyrus, how come you're so positive?
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Tell Me, Please
tell me, please
the fragrance of freesias spreads
and forms a chrysalis for you only
saturated sunlight spilling all over the floor
ranting secretly in the hallway
hey, are you free this Saturday?
your love I’ve secured once again
tell me, please
the fragrance of freesias pervades
and becomes a butterfly for you only
character poem_summermist academy #7_aimee miller
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Rust
cold sea water corrodes my skin
silent oxygen rusts my body
so I painted on a coat of white camouflage
out of sight, out of mind
rose colored glint blurring your vision
like the perfection in your memories
where nobody's looking, rust spreads past the protective paint
and the smell of rusted iron pervades
character poem_summermist academy #6_samiel stuart
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I Will
burning in passion, fuse and create light and heat
straight-line traveling in stubbornness, break through every fog
I will shine on every corner of the world
till shadows cease to exist
the floor coated in sunshine is a bright golden color
the monochrome memories so dazzling
I will warm your serene moonlight with ultraviolet rays
till snow melts and evaporates
character poem_summermist academy #5_cyrus bluestone
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Have a Cookie
Have a cookie!
Stir the mixture with care,
and add some sprinkles of joy and glee.
Bake the pastry with love,
and here's a fortune cookie for you only.
Under the bright sunlight of summer,
let's have shortbread cookies together.
Afternoons where rain tears with thunder,
have chocolate cookies and you’ll feel better.
This kitchen has space for two;
maybe with you, it won't feel empty.
But this azure is for me to bear,
so I’ll say with a smile lovingly—
Have a cookie! It's for you only.
character poem_summermist academy #4_ophelia summers
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A Dream
Time to wake up! Tie my bow properly
And put on my snow white uniform.
I walk with the sunshine and smell of basils as my friends,
And forget last night’s dream on the doorstep.
The clock chimes at twelve o'clock, time to go home.
I wave goodbye to the sun reluctantly.
The night falls; I jump down the secret rabbit hole
Leaving the bow on the doorstep.
The air in the hallway smells of rotten apples, a familiar odor.
My feet sting from the thin ice floor.
The mad hatter’s awake, holding a tea party where even time gets confusing.
I pick up broken shards of the green mirror all over the floor —
Time to wake up! Tie my bow properly
And put on my snow white uniform.
I walk with the sunshine and smell of basils as my friends,
And forget last night’s dream on the doorstep.
character poem_summermist academy #3_daisy aurora
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happy birthday to Daisy :D
yep! the very first public animation i make and it's for Daisy's birthday lol. hope you enjoy!
also yes i have a youtube channel now. go subscribe :D /j
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