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wings-of-flying · 2 years ago
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new favourite genre of bee wings-of-flying oc:
characters with epic unusual names that shorten them to something common and more 'normal'
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springsoccorner · 2 months ago
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Oc Lists
This post is going to be long, but this will make it easier for those that might have questions about my Oc’s that I haven’t posted anything for yet. This will have their names under the fandom they are from.
Twst
Ramshackle
- Quincy/Yuusona [here]
- Briar
- Egon
- Carol Claus
Heartslabyul
- Maddigan Heron
- Usagi O’Blanc
- Lorcan Mosley
- Wallis and Fabrice Tweedle Aka the Tweedle Twins
- Raeburn and Ambrosia Sweets
- Alli, Asher, and Liam Carroll-Dodgson
- Alastor Ramey
SavanaClaw
- Gregory Brock
Octavinelle
- Mori Ashengrotto
- Cutler Van Der Zee
- Sirius SeaWorthy
- Dvita Ivora
- Jay Oak
Scarabia
- Wren
- Nevio Crewel
- Coraly
Pomefiore
- Henri
- Halvar Summers
- Reginald King
- Kardama
- Eclipse
- Ellie
- Jordan Oak
Ignihyde
- Phineas Pantazis
- Phelan Galanis
- Valentine
- Sasha
Diasomnia
- Azreal Winters [Here]
- Harlem Winters
- Than Shire
- Samui Lochs
- Cal Brian
- Korbyn DarkValley
- Boris Kane
- Noel Boones
- Naia
- Aimé
RSA
- Caner
- Elias
- Cher
- Teddy
- Dozy
Non Student
- Claude
- Rhoswen Wonder-Rosehearts
- Kairos Wonder-Rosehearts
(Almost all my Twst ocs are based around something so feel free to ask who/what they are based on)
Tokyo Debunker
- Himari Kojima
- Kunihiro Kojima
- Shiori Imamura
- Norie Nagata
- Mau Tanabe
- Lyosha Vasiliev
- Takanobu Yamaguchi
Honkai StarRail
- Yuika Argent
- Brooke Pops
- Amy
- Rioto Ashida
[This list may or may not update in the future]
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stuckinuniformdevelopment · 11 months ago
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Thread List (wip)
Teddy focused
The CAPT Project The Bowtie The Dreaded Fruit
The CAPT Project
General Tag Sample 47 The Hesomek Expedition
@albertbutyoucancallmebert
Bert
(best friend/crush)
General Tag The Inedible Foods -- The Motor Oil The Concerned Friend The New Robe Ant Robotics The Broken Engagement The Bet The Poor Little Baby Girl The Ant Ambrosia The Bitter Exes The Giant Rat The Misunderstanding The Birthday The Fake Betrayal The Fight of the Decade Bert's Despair The Truth The Return Bertday Thanks Sam
Moe
(Bert's lab assistant)
General Tag Bertday
@tailorgiuseppe
Giuseppe
General Tag The Bowtie The New Robe The Unwanted Thief
@janitorlarry7
Larry
(Acquaintance via Freddy)
General Tag
@eyeballcommander
Commander Peepers
(friend/boss, former parasocial nemesis & guy who thought they're friends)
General Tag The Birthday The Fight of the Decade The Commander's Plan
@bishop-percival
Bishop Percival
(Leader of the Cult Teddy Infiltrated/Most Hated/Assassination Target)
General Tag The Initiation The Summoning The Fight of the Decade The Mitre The Tragic Accountant The First Choice The Switcharoo The Mitra Pretiosa
Reverend Mike
(High Ranked Glornist Higher‐Up/Blackmailer/Reluctant Assassination Partner)
General Tag The Blackmail The Library Meeting The Summoning The Aftermath The Observatory The Assassination Plot The New Robes(?) The Murder Plot The Blade of the Dragon's Breath The Birthday The Last Resort The Material Properties of Magic The Return The Magnanimous Zyrothe The Battered Tailor
Reverend Miriam
(High Ranked Intimidating Glornist higher-up)
General Tag The Library Meeting The Summoning The Blade of the Dragon's Breath The Fight of the Decade The Inside Out Organs Reverend Miriam & The Reckless Fool The Battered Tailor
Misc. Characters
Deacon Autumn Lola Amy
@follwrshep
Shep
(Friend, “ex-boyfriend” aka adultery scheme partner, technical Glornist higher up)
General Tag The New Robe The Initiation The Adultery Plot The Fake Date The Public Confession Cornered The Inside Out Organs The Breakup The Unwanted Thief
@soldiersam
(2nd Most Annoying Glornist, Petty Nemesis)
General Tag The Fake Betrayal The Second Choice The Tragic Accountant The First Choice The Switcharoo The Magnanimous Zyrothe The Battered Tailor The False Sense of Security (Freddy)
@clay-the-watchdog
Cyrus/Clay
(Mildly Annoying Glornist Higher-Up)
General Tag The Second Choice
@gloria-in-excelsis-infimus
Gloria
(Creepy Annoying Glornist Higher-Up)
General Tag
@astronomicalwatchdog
Mogens
General Tag The Hesomek Expedition
@haterempiresoldier
Norman
Acquaintance Once Removed via Freddy (Larry's Boyfriend)
General Tag
@candbrp
General Tag
Bishop Shamura and their followers
The Journey to Locedem
Young Shamura
The Laundry Room
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229greenkill · 5 years ago
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On Saturday, February 15 at 8 PM, please join host Marc Delgado  for  his highly praised music performance series The Song(writer). This month he his guests will be Chris Maxwell,  Holly Miranda and Ambrosia Parsley. BYOB. Ozubar offers unique soft drinks and snacks at unbelievably low prices. Seating 45. Tickets are $10 dollars and may be purchased at the door or reserved on this page.
About Marc Delgado
Marc Delgado has just enough time
left to do what he wants to do.
There is, after all, limited time…
He lives in Woodstock, NY
with his wife
Artist Melanie Delgado
& their daughter
Mary Scout
& the ghost of their dog
Spike.
About Chris Maxwell
Chris Maxwell wrote, recorded, and mixed [his new record “New Store No. 2] with the help of drummer/producer Jeff Lipstein in his studio, Goat House, which sits next to his red house in the Catskill woods of New York, where he has lived for almost twenty years now. It’s close to a wide stream, which looks a little deep-southern if you happen to see it at dusk. He writes and records music for TV in the studio, and makes other people’s records there. For New Store No. 2 , he knew how to round up the talent, which is a talent all its own. On here he’s got Cindy Cashdollar, Rachel Yamagata, Marco Benevento, Amy Helm, Zack Djanikian, Conor Kennedy, David Baron, Mark Sedgwick, Jay Collins, Aaron Johnston, Jesse Murphy, Cheme Gastelum, and Larry Grenadier, among others, along with longtime collaborator Ambrosia Parsley
Maxwell titled the record New Store No. 2 after a song written about his maternal grandfather, K.J. Jamell, who came from Beirut, Lebanon, and settled in a small town in Arkansas and opened a store there. It’s a sort of fractured fairy tale of the melting-pot American dream and the disappearance thereof. “He was like an alien,” Maxwell says about his grandfather. “Nobody could understand him.” I like the way he uses the word “alien” and for a second actually picture a cartoonish alien figure—someone from a faraway galaxy—and then later wonder if Maxwell himself sometimes feels that way. I certainly do. And maybe that’s why I connected so strongly to his first record and now to his second one. I’ve found a fellow friendly alien. Someone who lets you feel a little less ashamed of the squirrel skeletons out in the family garage.
So take your time with this record. Listen a lot before you try to fit things together. Take joy in the bursts and swells. Bask in the parts that hurt. Embrace it all.
About Holly Miranda
There are ways to look back without getting stuck in the past, and to use what is behind as fuel to move forward. Ambrosia Parsley knows this balance well. “I’m certainly guilty of magical thinking,” says Parsley. “Sometimes I wonder things like… Hmmm, if I hold my breath for five minutes, will the universe reward me with the perfect line to finish this song? I may also be superstitious about certain fatalistic tendencies. I think they allow me to walk away from things, to recognize them for what they are, and at some point forge on. So I keep them close. It gives me a bit of a dark wrap, but I do really enjoy the light–I only wish that it came to me as easily.” The New York singer-songwriter is no stranger to conjuring success, selling a half-million records over the last 15 years with her band, Shivaree, having music in the films of Quentin Tarantino and David O Russell while working with the best and brightest, from Laurie Anderson to Chuck D to Hal Wilner to Dave Sitek. In 2006, though, Parsley gave us the slip, ending her band to raise her son in the Catskill countryside. Songs occasionally crept out—as did Parsley herself, sometimes appearing onstage at small clubs or backing friends—but her promised full-length solo debut repeatedly hit snags. Rather than retreat or show regret, the Parsley carried on, finally releasing Weeping Cherry in France in 2013. And now, 18 months later, the album is finally set to be released Stateside this April through Brooklyn’s Barbès Records, and boosted by a new bonus track (“The Answer”). “I’m walking through life with Gomer Pyle’s mojo,” laughs Parsley. “I’ve lost records to record companies, to miles of red-tape silliness, you name it. In one way it’s been good, because I’ve had so many babies hit on the head with frying pans that I don’t take any of them as seriously as I used to. That’s somewhat liberating.” Despite the dark, mysterious and ghostly qualities of her music and persona, Parsley has never been much of a gloom-and-doom girl. Learning to look beyond the expectations that often come with achievement, her songwriting continues to evolve and find new wings. When speaking about her career she may use terms like “fairy dust” and “silver linings,” but at its core, Weeping Cherry is a work of reflective therapy, an opportunity for its maker to speak to loved ones lost, and to treat the past as prologue. In quick succession, in the span of a single year, Parsley endured the deaths of a series of friends, bandmates, and relatives. The songs of Weeping Cherry are, in her words, “basically conversations with dead people—with the exception of one or two, which feature my tried and true: sin, punishment and redemption. I hadn’t written a solid collection in a really long time, but this one was more exorcism than exercise. And even though it’s such a dark one, I never had so much fun making a record.” Working with longtime collaborators Chris Maxwell and Phil Hernandez (aka The Elegant Too), as well as contributors Danny McGough, Joan Wasser, AA Bondy, Benjamin Biolay, and those dearly departed, Parsley recorded the album piecemeal over many months. The first song captured was “Rubble,” a slow, sexy crawl of a tune that features the singer’s stirring vocal climbing the swelling acoustic tide to a quiet cacophony. “It’s about being afraid of getting dragged down under the bed…into hell,” she says. “Sitting there thinking about all the bad things you’ve ever done, and being pulled under, metaphorically and literally.” Remarkably, the song happened in an instant, without preparation—a rare occurrence for Parsley. “Chris and Phil started playing it and I started singing it and it just happened like that, all at once. It’s the one time it’s ever happened, when I didn’t have anything prepared, some little nugget of an idea to start from. But it was as if the soul of the record just strolled into the room and then everything else got built around it.” Another song, “Catalina,” deals with the passing of a close friend and early collaborator. “A year after we scattered his ashes off Catalina, there was a terrible fire on the island,” she says. “He was such a hell-raiser. I was actually sort of surprised it took him that long to set that place on fire.” As a guitar strums over keyboard chords and soft, steady drums, Parsley’s voice echoes out poignant and emotive, yet confident and full—it’s a cathartic experience just listening to her sing the words, “These prayers are meant to bring you back/Dancing through the fires of the dead.” “I can get let myself get weepy every day,” says Parsley. “But as time goes on, and people really close to you start going, the world becomes a collection of ghosts; they’re still very much with you.” As is her nature, Parsley refused to let the process of creating Weeping Cherry be anything short of a celebration of–and conversation with–the past. “I don’t feel like the record sounds really sad because we weren’t really sad when we were making it,” she says. “I usually can’t write about anything while I’m sad. I can only write about it once it’s funny, which can take a really long time, after its been in the bottle a while. We tried, in between a few nightmares, to sound pretty and joyous. I don’t want to be the designated bummer–I like to laugh and dance too much for that.” And as for that seemingly tearful album title? “It’s named after a big cherry tree at the bottom of my road,” she says. “But, also, did you know that kamikaze pilots often painted cherry blossoms on their planes? So, in honor of my friends who were kamikaze pilots, it felt right.”
About Ambrosia Parsley
There are ways to look back without getting stuck in the past, and to use what is behind as fuel to move forward. Ambrosia Parsley knows this balance well. “I’m certainly guilty of magical thinking,” says Parsley. “Sometimes I wonder things like… Hmmm, if I hold my breath for five minutes, will the universe reward me with the perfect line to finish this song? I may also be superstitious about certain fatalistic tendencies. I think they allow me to walk away from things, to recognize them for what they are, and at some point forge on. So I keep them close. It gives me a bit of a dark wrap, but I do really enjoy the light–I only wish that it came to me as easily.” The New York singer-songwriter is no stranger to conjuring success, selling a half-million records over the last 15 years with her band, Shivaree, having music in the films of Quentin Tarantino and David O Russell while working with the best and brightest, from Laurie Anderson to Chuck D to Hal Wilner to Dave Sitek. In 2006, though, Parsley gave us the slip, ending her band to raise her son in the Catskill countryside. Songs occasionally crept out—as did Parsley herself, sometimes appearing onstage at small clubs or backing friends—but her promised full-length solo debut repeatedly hit snags. Rather than retreat or show regret, the Parsley carried on, finally releasing Weeping Cherry in France in 2013. And now, 18 months later, the album is finally set to be released Stateside this April through Brooklyn’s Barbès Records, and boosted by a new bonus track (“The Answer”). “I’m walking through life with Gomer Pyle’s mojo,” laughs Parsley. “I’ve lost records to record companies, to miles of red-tape silliness, you name it. In one way it’s been good, because I’ve had so many babies hit on the head with frying pans that I don’t take any of them as seriously as I used to. That’s somewhat liberating.”
Despite the dark, mysterious and ghostly qualities of her music and persona, Parsley has never been much of a gloom-and-doom girl. Learning to look beyond the expectations that often come with achievement, her songwriting continues to evolve and find new wings. When speaking about her career she may use terms like “fairy dust” and “silver linings,” but at its core, Weeping Cherry is a work of reflective therapy, an opportunity for its maker to speak to loved ones lost, and to treat the past as prologue.
In quick succession, in the span of a single year, Parsley endured the deaths of a series of friends, bandmates, and relatives. The songs of Weeping Cherry are, in her words, “basically conversations with dead people—with the exception of one or two, which feature my tried and true: sin, punishment and redemption. I hadn’t written a solid collection in a really long time, but this one was more exorcism than exercise. And even though it’s such a dark one, I never had so much fun making a record.” Working with longtime collaborators Chris Maxwell and Phil Hernandez (aka The Elegant Too), as well as contributors Danny McGough, Joan Wasser, AA Bondy, Benjamin Biolay, and those dearly departed, Parsley recorded the album piecemeal over many months. The first song captured was “Rubble,” a slow, sexy crawl of a tune that features the singer’s stirring vocal climbing the swelling acoustic tide to a quiet cacophony. “It’s about being afraid of getting dragged down under the bed…into hell,” she says. “Sitting there thinking about all the bad things you’ve ever done, and being pulled under, metaphorically and literally.” Remarkably, the song happened in an instant, without preparation—a rare occurrence for Parsley. “Chris and Phil started playing it and I started singing it and it just happened like that, all at once. It’s the one time it’s ever happened, when I didn’t have anything prepared, some little nugget of an idea to start from. But it was as if the soul of the record just strolled into the room and then everything else got built around it.” Another song, “Catalina,” deals with the passing of a close friend and early collaborator. “A year after we scattered his ashes off Catalina, there was a terrible fire on the island,” she says. “He was such a hell-raiser. I was actually sort of surprised it took him that long to set that place on fire.” As a guitar strums over keyboard chords and soft, steady drums, Parsley’s voice echoes out poignant and emotive, yet confident and full—it’s a cathartic experience just listening to her sing the words, “These prayers are meant to bring you back/Dancing through the fires of the dead.” “I can get let myself get weepy every day,” says Parsley. “But as time goes on, and people really close to you start going, the world becomes a collection of ghosts; they’re still very much with you.” As is her nature, Parsley refused to let the process of creating Weeping Cherry be anything short of a celebration of–and conversation with–the past. “I don’t feel like the record sounds really sad because we weren’t really sad when we were making it,” she says. “I usually can’t write about anything while I���m sad. I can only write about it once it’s funny, which can take a really long time, after its been in the bottle a while. We tried, in between a few nightmares, to sound pretty and joyous. I don’t want to be the designated bummer–I like to laugh and dance too much for that.” And as for that seemingly tearful album title? “It’s named after a big cherry tree at the bottom of my road,” she says. “But, also, did you know that kamikaze pilots often painted cherry blossoms on their planes? So, in honor of my friends who were kamikaze pilots, it felt right.”
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The Song(writer), March 21 On Saturday, February 15 at 8 PM, please join host Marc Delgado  for  his highly praised music performance series 
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