#chryss

[saltycharacters]

[ID: Digital and traditional art featuring cartoon bugs. The first is a vaguely anthropomorphic wasp character, covered in blue electricity motifs and standing upon jagged, lightning-bolt like legs that match her antennae. The next drawing depicts a crystal-covered creature with 5 different forms, all resembling arthropods including a dragonfly, spider, caterpillar, fly and ant. Their gems/crystals change color with their forms and the name "Chryss" is displayed at the center. The last image just illustrates simplified designs for common insects, such as a praying mantis, a dragonfly, and a fly. End ID]

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[curiousstarart]

Me when the brainrot takes over

[curiostars]

Albatross Crew Posting Day 12. Chryss, the commander of the 87th. Originally the commander was going to be named Lustre but I briefly forgot, only remembered “crystal related”, then realized Chryss pronounced the same as “Chris” is an objectively funny name when right next to Min Arrien and Yanthe Misar.

no lore fact today instead you get this:

[larryhappiday]

TODAY IN HISTORY: Professor Chryss Friday Ijeoma (CFI) Onwuka

SEVENTIETH ANNIVERSARY OF A SILENT ACHIEVER Christopher Chryss, Professor Friday Ijeoma Onwuka is a highly competent professional with a deep love of teaching and a strong desire to make a difference in the world. He was one of my idols when I was younger since, at such a young age, he had burst forth into the great scene as a Ph.D. holder and professor. Okpanam’s youth need someone of his…

[curiosityforstars]

Despite what Chryss' design says, I actually think pink and blue color schemes r a bit much and kinda hate them😭

[artofshinga]

i have been playing Avowed and i love my little scholarly nerd girl Chryss

[starfreak-art]

Chryss "Ray" Raelux (gold?, he/him) and Havika Hekati (purple, she/her). New OCs I made specifically for a rp with a friend.

Ray is a synth musician and DJ by night. He is a Knight of Time and a Derse dreamer. His lusus is a sphinx (the mythical creature, not the cat).

Havika is a goth girlie and the last surviving member of a chaos cult. She's a Witch of Light and a Prospit dreamer. Her lusii are a swarm of bats.

I love them and u should too.

[thedevilsnatteravn]

Zethrian Chrysses from my IRL Dungeons and Dragons table

Do make assumptions? 🫣

[smaelstrom]

Old man yaoi and the old man themself.

We managed to finish the witchlight game so now Chryss can retire to his life as an npc, selling magic stuff and kissing their future boyfriend

As always you can support me on kofi

[lifblogs]

Enjoy the first 7 pages of Lien Lost. Not in correct format because, you know, tumblr.

FADE IN:

INT. HOUSE/LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

CHRYSSE, a 28 year old white woman, is herding her two children, JET, 7, and LEXI, 3, onto a light gray couch. Lights outside show in through the blinds. A car drives by. The flat screen TV across the room is on, a news reporter is talking.

CLOSE ANGLE - TV

NEWS REPORTER

(on television)

...and now, to the events on Mars. We've been closely following this mission, and we have some troubling...

CHRYSSE

settling an excitable Jet and Lexi on the couch.

JET

And then, and then! The spaceship blew up!

LEXI

Boom! Boom! Boom!

CHRYSSE

Shh, we have to listen. This might be about Auntie Lien.

LEXI

Who's... Auuunie Leen?

CHRYSSE

(somehow patient)

She's my twin sister, sweetie.

Jet is now jumping up and down on the couch, and Chrysse is grabbing for him.

JET

I have a sister!

Lexi is clapping in acknowledgement.

The TV

showing recent footage from Mars on the screen behind the reporter. He is watching it, there are jumbled words said that we can't make out because of Chrysse's children.

Zoom in on white and silver hab stations and a ship. They have been blown to pieces, debris strewn out for miles.

CHRYSSE

she has managed to settle down Jet and Lexi. Lexi is in her lap, playing with the rings on Chrysse's fingers.

CLOSE ANGLE - TV

NEWS REPORTER

...we regretfully have to say that the mission to create safe habitats to sustain human life is over.

ON CHRYSSE

stricken

CLOSE ANGLE - TV

NEWS REPORTER

I'm sorry, folks. This one ended in a disaster. NASA will be reaching out to the families of the deceased, and...

(sigh)

...making arrangements to memorialize them. Again, I repeat, the deceased are as follows: Wyn Smith, Winona Avison, Gori Zova...

CHRYSSE

No, no, no...

NEWS REPORTER

...Lien Jane...

ON CHRYSSE

sound of the TV fades out. Her eyes are very big, and a small shudder takes over her entire body. Her eyes tear up, and then tears are rolling down her cheeks, dripping off her face.

Lexi is still playing with the rings on Chrysse's fingers, and Jet is now kicking his feet and watching his mom. He knows something is wrong, but doesn't understand what.

Suddenly, Chrysse puts Lexi down, and Lexi lets out a sharp exclamation.

JET

Mommy, what's happening?

CHRYSSE

she leaves the room, heading out to a kitchen with a coat rack near the front door. She grabs a coat, her keys.

CHRYSSE

I have to go.

JET

Mom!

CHRYSSE

(trying to hold in sobs)

I'm sorry, I have to go. I have to go, I have to get out of here. I'm sorry.

Chrysse walks out the door, leaving her two confused--and now distressed--children all alone...

EXT. PORCH - NIGHT

Chrysse heads to the street where a blue Honda Accord is parked.

She gets in.

INT. CAR - NIGHT

With fumbling hands Chrysse presses a button that starts the car, a light on her keys flashing. The engine revs, and she drives out into the night, reckless.

Passing street lights and headlights illuminate her face. Her lips are pinched together. She worries that if she opens her mouth she'll start screaming; we see it in the set of her jaw.

CHRYSSE'S P.O.V. - THE ROAD

It flashes past her, and everything begins to blur, her eyes welling up with tears.

Lights ahead.

Are they in her lane or the other lane? Is that a truck?

Loud honking has her swerving.

EXT. CAR - NIGHT

Chrysse's Honda Accord swerves up onto a sidewalk and part of someone's lawn, missing getting hit by the truck. Car stops.

INT. CAR - NIGHT

Chrysse starts banging her hands on the steering wheel, and she's screaming, tears pouring down her face. Any words she tries to get out are incomprehensible.

Eventually she hunches over, forehead against the wheel, hair a limp mess around her face. She sobs.

EXT. MARS/DESTROYED HAB STATION - NIGHT

A bloodied figure in a ruined space suit stands up.

EXT. CHRYSSE'S HOUSE - DAY

SUPERIMPOSE: "Five Months Later"

Through the windows we can see Jet helping Lexi into her seat at the kitchen table. Chrysse is at the stove, making breakfast.

INT. CHRYSSE'S HOUSE/KITCHEN - DAY

Sizzling fills the air as we see eggs and bacon cooking in some pans. Toast pops out of the toaster, and Chrysse is trying to juggle everything.

Her phone is on the counter.

It buzzes. An alert.

Distracted, Chrysse goes over to it to check the alert/message. She picks it up.

CLOSE ANGLE - PHONE

"Lien" followed by three blue heart emojis.

"Hey, Chrissy Lissy."

BACK TO

Chrysse drops the phone on the counter.

Another buzz. Another message.

CLOSE ANGLE - PHONE

"We need to talk."

BACK TO

Chrysse flips her phone over, and continues making breakfast for her kids. She puts the bacon and eggs on three plates that are set out, grabs the toast and butters it, and then pours three glasses of orange juice.

She looks at her empty coffee mug, and then at the coffee maker. There isn't any coffee in it. Chrysse groans, subconsciously determined to focus on this problem because the messages don't make sense.

She sets about getting herself coffee.

JET

Mommy, what are you going to do today?

CHRYSSE

(weak, faltering)

I have to go to work, sweetie.

Lexi blows a raspberry at this, and Jet laughs, some snot coming out of his nose.

Chrysse, with her motherly instincts, goes over with a napkin to clean his face, and he is trying to dodge. Chrysse lets out a bit of a laugh at their antics--or is it a sob?

Coffee maker lets out a strange grinding noise. It's broken.

Chrysse tries to see what's wrong, as...

LEXI

(pounding the table with her silverware)

No work! No work!

She gives up, and sits at the table with her children. She stares into her empty coffee mug. She seems tired, lifeless, while her children are so full of energy.

Focus in on Chrysse's phone, the family is blurred out, but we can see her stillness punctuated by the children's activity. Sound is muted. We hear a fast heartbeat.

Scenes comes into focus again.

CHRYSSE

You know, maybe I'll take the day off today.

EXT. SCHOOL - DAY

The schoolyard is teeming with children from ages 5 to 10, and cars and buses are lined up outside. Parents kiss their children goodbye.

Chrysse helps Jet put his backpack on, and gives him a light nudge towards the school. He turns back for a kiss on the cheek, and then he waves to a boy who has paused in entering the school to wait for him.

Lexi is in the car, waving through the window.

INT. CAR - DAY

Lexi fiddles with a hard-paged children's book while sitting in her booster seat, and Chrysse is driving somewhat recklessly, shaking. We see the phone, still flipped over.

Another buzz.

Chrysse jumps.

The message goes through to her car.

Screen lights up.

CLOSE ANGLE - SCREEN

"Aaron"

"Want 2 grab dinner 2night? There's that new Thai place on Bobbins I've been DYING to check out."

BACK TO

Chrysse lets out a forced breath at seeing it's not from Lien.

She presses the screen, getting rid of the message.

EXT. DAYCARE/FRONT ENTRANCE - DAY

Chrysse kisses Lexi goodbye, eyes not totally focused on her, and Lexi grabs the hand of a young DAYCARE WORKER to be led inside.

LEXI

Buh-bye, Mommy!

DAYCARE WORKER

Bye, Ms. Jane, hope you have a nice day.

CHRYSSE

(distracted)

Yeah.

She gets back into the car.

EXT. FOLLOWING THE CAR - DAY

Chrysse drives.

EXT. CHRYSSE'S HOUSE/PORCH - DAY

Chrysse sits down on the porch steps, blowing out a breath, and holds her phone.

CLOSE ANGLE - PHONE

"Lien" followed by three blue heart emojis.

"Hey, Chrissy Lissy."

"We need to talk."

BACK TO

Chrysse, typing.

SUPERIMPOSE: "Who are you?"

[madammaursa]

ABC CEO and Key Executive Team

Dana Walden. CEO.

Craig Erwich. President.

Kimberly Godwin. President, ABC News.

Chrysse Spathas. VP, Broadcast Standards and Practices/Advertising Standards.

Felicia Joseph. SVP of Casting.

Jennifer Reberger. Senior Vice President, Human Resources.

It's not an agreement if only one party agrees to it.

It's like sending a letter to your boss telling them that you agree to a 2000% raise.

[curiousstarart]

<3

[miguelms200]

La morgue, el guión que chryss detesto y posiblemente hagan que nos expulsen de toulouse xdd

Esto será divertido.

Psddt : Diego y Mafer si que están loquitos xd

[atomskdluffy]

Despite setbacks of many kinds, I had a wonderful weekend with my partner! Honestly, it had been too long since I had her over, it was about time! We didn't even do anything huge, we stayed in most of the time and just hung out... though that's not entirely true, because they helped me FINALLY UPGRADE MY PC!!! I'm still reinstalling things and copying things over from my old hard drives to the new ones (part of the reason was my old ones were over 10 years old, so I needed to buy new ones... I spent a lot of money this weekend), so there will likely not be a stream tomorrow while I continue to deal with everything. But the difficult part is done! And I have Chryss to thank for that!

[skandaladiaplokidiafthora]

Έφυγε απο τη ζωη η δισεκατομμυριούχος Lady Χρυσάνθη Γουλανδρή Ο’ Ράιλι – Αφησε την τελευταία της πνοή στο πολυτελή της έπαυλη στη Νορμανδία

Η Lady Χρυσάνθη Γουλανδρή – Ο’ Ράιλι πέθανε στο σπίτι της στη Νορμανδία στις 23 Αυγούστου, σύμφωνα με τους Irish Times, όπου βρισκόταν για το μεγάλος της πάθος τα άλογα ιπποδρομιών. Η «Lady Chryss» όπως ήταν γνωστή, κόρη του Τζον Γουλανδρή και της Μαρίας Λαιμού, γεννήθηκε στις ΗΠΑ το 1950. Στην Ιρλανδία έγινε ευρέως γνωστή […] Έφυγε απο τη ζωη η δισεκατομμυριούχος Lady Χρυσάνθη Γουλανδρή Ο’ Ράιλι…

[curiosityforstars]

Literally impossible to decide whether or not to make a new oc for a spidersona or to just use chryss.