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[wellntruly]

sonictoaster replied to your post "Happy Day After Oscars Day"

still OBSESSED with the Murina swimsuits!!! when I saw your list I thought: if I were writing a list like this I would talk about the Murina swimsuit and low and behold, YOU DID!

STAND. OUTS. So much can be done with so little, if you do it with inspiration and precision.

[nascent-nirvana]

Breathing, Seething, Healing - Ch.1

[Note: alternate extension of Withering Providence]

Autumntide of winter frost's embrace...

...how I miss you in summer's lost grace.

My breath clouds my vision as it evaporates into the winter skies. The air digs into my fur, piercing at the skin beneath. I adjust my scarf, and its ruby red hue catches the snowfall.

It's been weeks since my return from Murinae--years since I've last seen Chie and Maiko. But, if the visions I've seen hold true, their threads of fate continue on. It's only a matter of time till I can find them.

My ride back to Tokor ended abysmally, nearly being thrown into the abyss myself. Escaping by the skin of my teeth, I evaded the masquerade that sought vengeance for the tragedies Murinae has caused. To think Kallie's transformation wouldn't be unique to her... the thought of it sends shivers up my spine.

My thoughts wander as the cold numbs my cheeks. Thus far, I've checked the premises of Kokoe University, but... there was no one there to greet me. Based on the messages I could find on my phone, classes have been cancelled indefinitely, pending research of the masks that now plague the world. Most students on the campus have since departed for home, though some that hail from overseas found themselves unable to go back.

Though Maiko and Chie were there to witness my fate, the others had sent texts to me. Many of them were to find out my state, but, as I read them through them, I found tears hitting my screen as they despaired over my lack of replies. Many of the messages were last timestamped over a year ago.

I checked through my messages, and the groups I participated in have halted to a stop, staggering between a year and three months ago since their last activity. Many of their messages were filled with uncertainty, yet there were those that hung onto hope.

"Stay safe, everyone."

"Things will be okay soon. Hang in there."

"I wish I could just stay in my room and wait for this to pass."

After catching up, I tried to contact Chie. Voicemail wasn't even available anymore. I called Maiko, and similar luck. I've kept my phone off since then--I don't know when I'll have a charger readily available, after all.

A chuckle escapes from my lips as the white snow obscures my vision. Just a few years ago, I was ready to give up. Ready to stain the walls red with my own colors. Yet, despite everything, I'm still walking forward. Despite my self-hatred, my self-loathing, my self-disgust, compounded by the weight of the world, my legs continue to take my forward.

Perhaps it's the gift my long-lost father imparted upon me in his final moments. Maybe it's the desire to see my loved ones safe and sound. Regardless of the reason, I'm still here, breathing.

I recall hearing something on the TV before I departed to the forests by Kokoe. Advertisements for Currawong Corp. had plagued most of the news broadcasts, but sandwiched between them was a bit of information that I've noted: a factory by Kokoe University was converted into a research facility, following the promotion of two scientists.

And, of those scientists, one of them caught my attention.

Noelle Rimu. My own mother.

[alternyans]

Who here wants 10 dollars to stab me and have my undying love?

danger child will try it 

[kronnoandfriends-blog]

i5 anyaune in need auf an extra limb aur tune up?  i am yauur girl faur the jaub if 5au!

[foxcroft-rpg-blog]

Congratulations, Lex! I honestly can’t wait to have Ivy literally digging up the swamps and revealing all the secrets it holds. It’s so nice to have a researcher character in this group so we can finally unveil a little bit more about the mysterious murder scene. I’m so happy to have Ivy join the gameplay. 

Thanks again for applying! Please create your account and send in the link, track the right tags, and follow everyone on the masterlist as soon as you can. Welcome to Foxcroft!

OUT OF CHARACTER

Name: Lex

Age: 22

Preferred pronouns: She/Her

Time zone: EST

Activity: Right now all I have is school keeping me busy so I can write replies at least 2-4 days a week and be on daily.  Of course when school lets out my activity will be even better!

Anything else?: I’m just SO HYPE IS ALL

IN CHARACTER

Full name: Ivy Murina Keller

Ivy- “Faithfulness” in the language of flowers. A name given by her mother tied with a promise to inspire her daughter to climb to the great heights she already believed her capable of achieving. As a plant Ivy spreads and affixes itself to its environment over and over making a web of connections.

Murina- Phonetically related to “muirneach” Gaelic for beloved and one letter removed from murinae the scientific family name for rodents. It is from her middle name that her father’s nickname for his most beloved “little mouse” was born.

Date of birth: February 15, 1991 - Aquarius

How long have they been in Foxcroft:

The day Ivy rolled into Foxcroft, the day Adam Foxcroft was murdered, seemed like any other. The only difference was that she was exhausted and the siren’s song of a blinking motel sign was irresistible after spending so many nights sleeping in her van. She had no way of knowing how what was supposed to be a one night pitstop would change her life…change her. The police only asked her to stick around for a few days but the swamps insisted on her continued attention so she’s been devoting her time to studying them ever since. She’s been staying in the local motel for the past few months but lately, as her work seems unlikely to finish any time soon, she’s been looking at properties by the swamp.

Sexuality: Pansexual - Ivy has traded kisses all over the globe. Like most of her actions it’s curiosity and affinity that fuels her affections she wants to understand people…to explore them. It doesn’t always work out but some of her explorations left her with a store of tenderness and understanding between souls. But then there were the goodbyes…always the goodbyes and after the first few heartbreaks Ivy learned not to tie her heart so strongly to places and people she was bound to leave eventually.

FC change: You better not

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How do you interpret this character’s personality? How will you portray them? Include two weaknesses and two strengths.

Ivy is a seeker. She’s spent all of her life in search of something whether it was just the right sample or book to pull the pieces of whatever puzzle was occupying her attention or a new adventure. She devours knowledge like it’s the only thing that can sustain her and with a life spent more devoted to her work than anything else it’s often true. She made friends during her journeys and at school and some people found her enthusiasm for the natural world and all the secrets and connections left to be discovered charming but as many found her odd and rarely staying still has left her with few connections of her own. Although each discovery fills her with a sense of accomplished joy she’s never quite satisfied. She feels as though there’s still something more just out of her reach. She’s a girl who has lived all over the world but never in one place long enough to truly call it home. The country house of her youth comes close, how could it not when it was full of so many things she loved?, but it still felt more like a hideaway than a place where she truly belonged.

When she left, loading up her second-hand van with tools, plants, and her pair of rats- Daisy and Puck, she thought her mission was the same as her parents’ had been. To explore, to learn, to report. It was the life she was raised for and when she found out about the swamps in Foxcroft she thought she’d found an interesting stop on her journey. That was six months ago and instead of being close to wrapping up Ivy only feels like there is more for her to learn. She lived and breathed the swamps and filled notebooks full of sketches and figures but her curiosity has only grown fed by rumors, legends, and an odd prevailing sense of strength and belonging that clings to her like mud on her skin.

Strengths- Bright, Enthusiastic // Weaknesses- Blunt, Isolated - Custom Application for more details

How did this character react to the death of Hazel Abrams? Adam Foxcroft? (1+ paragraphs)

Ivy arrived in Foxcroft too late to know Hazel and her life overlapped Adam’s in the town by only hours but the more time she spends in town the more she can see the spaces they’ve left behind like the ripples of an extinction on an ecosystem. There’s a boy that leaves whispered trails of murderer in his wake who looks like he’s had the color bled out of his vision. Two girls who circle each other as though the thread between them is frayed from twining two snapped connections into one. A beautiful woman who holds herself as though the merest misstep might send her sprawling. Ivy is too fresh to the town to have felt the loss but she still hears the rumors. Rumors that name the dead as an angel and a prince-both roles ripe for sacrifice. Rumors that cast the blame as much on her beloved swamps as on any human culprit. As always Ivy wonders why? What happened that made the town so frightened and disgusted of the beautiful wetlands that cradle their home? What is it about the water that so repulses them while it sings to her?

How do they see the town and its people? Think about the different groups of people and prejudices the town holds about them.

Ivy is still relatively new in town and she’s seen the swamps and the inside of her motel room more than anything else. Still on the occasions she does pull herself away from her work long enough to venture into the town proper she can’t help but…notice things. Ivy has lived in all sorts of places all over the world- there were plenty of isolated places but stints in villages, small towns, and big cities were not uncommon. Still as many places as she’s seen she’s never been anywhere quite like Foxcroft. Most small town folks can hardly wait to invite you to church or bring you a welcome casserole. Not so in Foxcroft, well with the marked exception of the bakery owner who did both although the invitation to church seemed almost hesitant and the “casserole” was a beet and kale quiche, where people seemed to move in set circles and most judged her outsider without ever saying a word. It was a strange town that eschewed religion but held tight enough to their superstitions to move their children across the street to avoid the town witch and looked at Ivy as though she’d spat out a heinous curse every time she said ‘swamps.’

For non-human characters: What does this character know about what they’ve become? Have they had any experiences that made them aware that weren’t exactly human? Elaborate.

Ivy hasn’t really acknowledged the way she’s felt since the day she woke up in Foxcroft. It’s easy to write off her connection to the place as fascination with the swamps after all there’s still so much more of them she needs to see and document before she can leave, right? She tells herself the burst of strength and belonging she feels there is only because a research site is her natural element not because there’s anything supernatural about the swamps no matter what the townspeople might say. Still… some of her readings are curiously unexpected and it seems like the more time she spends in the swamps the stronger the feelings… and the plants grow. It’s just spring. But it had started before spring and even the few plants that had been doing poorly after being transplanting into the inside of a van suddenly seemed to burst back to life.

Ivy has responded as expected. She stays up late comparing notes and double checking readings. She spends full days in the swamp measuring changes and searching for potential outliers and causes. She squints through the smile that automatically blooms on her face at the sight of her recovering plants. But whatever she does she keeps circling back to one thing…

It’s something about the water.

Please include 1-2 possible plots you see for this character

Need to know- Ivy has so many questions, more than even she is aware of, and she won’t rest until they’re answered. Sooner or later she’s bound to come across something in the swamps that strongly supports the town’s general opinion that there is something off, Ivy would prefer the word exceptional, about them. I want to work with her urge to discover and how it affects things when she turns her curiosity towards the town legends or finally decides to investigate the changes in herself and the sense of belonging she feels in Foxcroft.

Like spreading vines- It’s becoming more and more apparent that Ivy isn’t going to leave the town any time soon. Between the actual work she has left with her research and resulting discoveries and the excuses she is more than willing to make to stay it’s starting to almost feel like the town is…home for her. She feels close to Dominic from their time spent tracking through the swamps together and she finds Shae interesting, even if she looks at Ivy with eyes that ask “What are you doing here?” as much…or even moreso than anyone else does, but if she’s going to put down roots and grow she needs to find a way to be less isolated and make connections. On that note I’d love to see her get close to a Foxcroft when she starts looking into the history of the town after all their family founded the town so if anyone has access to information that might assuage some of her curiosity it’s bound to be them.n

WRITING SAMPLE

There are two options here, and you only need to complete one.

Option #1:

Sample 1 - Para-Aisling gets closer to healing the distance between herself and Ted caused by their loss of Andromeda.

Sample 2- Drabble- Alecto discovers the fate of her closest friend, betrothed, and almost lover Regulus Black.

EXTRA [THIS SECTION WILL NOT INFLUENCE ACCEPTANCE]

How would you feel about this character dying?: Okay so I’d be a little heartbroken if Ivy died but lbr she’s about to go stomping day and night through a swamp that has played murder scene twice already and start digging at secrets in a town full of darkness so… if the plot led to her death I’d totally understand. As always all I’d want is some warning, a little creative input on her death, and a chance to stick around with another character.

Why did you choose this character?: It was you. You who created the swamps and lit a curiosity in me that brought Ivy to life. My precious plant-babe with her boundless wonder and unrealized desire to put down roots somewhere. I can’t wait to set her loose on a town that has as many secrets as it has plant specimens and watch her tug at the threads that connect them all together.

Extras: Pinterest

How did you find us?: Whoops I’m basically a stalker when it comes to your rps.

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@confidentboy8 replied to your post “@confidentboy8 started following you ! oh hello! >’v’< so many new...”

nICE TO MEET YOU MURINA, i'M TAVROS, aND HEY HEY, nO STRESS IF YOU DON'T REPLY FAST OR EVER, i LIVE MY LIFE WITHOUT EXPECTATIONS,

it is good to meet you then, tavros! >’v’< your words are very wise! are you Currently employed as an adviCe-giver? with sayings like this, one Could Corner the market on sayings!

[alternyans]

Murina how do your string psionics work? Do you make string come out of your finger tips? I hope so.

actually, nau. i u5e the5e 5pauaul5 in my hair, which i can cauntraul hauw i like. thi5 waurk5 with mau5t auther 5tring5, like  the aune5 u5ed in in5trument5. the aune5 i have in my hair are made auf 5teel and can cut thrauugh baune5, iraun, etc.

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@roseredmutant replied to your post “(( me, sweating as i scramble to come up with murina’s planet ))”

((it'd be land of [something] and frogs, the something having to do with her quest... d: you got a lot to do, yeah.

(( 1. fight me, nerd

2. i now have it. :33c

[alternyans]

auh! i am actually quite excited faur the hauliday thi5 5weep arauund. i dau naut have anything planned yet, hauwever, vendaur5 5ell the mau5t deliciauu5 chee5e thi5 time auf 5weep! 

i am excited if aunly faur the 5ale5! naut tau mentiaun, there are a handful auf traull5 whau like tau buy my ware5 faur their quadrant5 a5 well! hehe.

[kronnoandfriends-blog]

daue5 anyaune require a tune up faur their prau5the5i5? :)B

i am lauauking tau practice a bit aun a real maudel, and naut a cybernetic. it wauuld be faur free if that help5.

[kronnoandfriends-blog]

if i 5ee anauther terribly cared faur prosthesis, i will praubably rip it auff mice-5elf, and make them a new aune aun the 5paut.

i dau naut under5tand hauw the5e peauple get away withaut telling their cu5taumer5 hauw tau take care auf thing5. it i5 5ad...! 

[kronnoandfriends-blog]

thauugh i dau believe anyaune can be an engineer and be knauwledgable abauut raubautic5 and their need5, that daues naut mean everyaune 5hauuld.

a friend tauld me auf a pauaur yauung wauman’5 raubautic prau5the5i5 and it wa4 in5talled 5au badly, i am 5urpri5ed 5he did naut 5uffer maure 5au.

leave the5e thing5 tau the praufe55eiaunal6! 

[kronnoandfriends-blog]

lately i have been maure keen tau 5pider5 faur 5aume rea5aun.they have been cauming arauund maure due tau the heat...perhap5? i find their eye5 adaurable, and their little fang5 charming. dau5 anyaune agree?

[kronnoandfriends-blog]

yauu knauuw, there i5 little maure in thi5 waurld that feel5 better than wa5hing auil fraum yauur hand5 after a laung night’5 waurk, hehe.

thauugh, i am un5ure auf hauw many peauple knauw that feeling, hauwever. hm, maybe i am ju5t a bit auf an auddity!

[kronnoandfriends-blog]

Murina, isn't it tiring having to take such extensive care of your moirail all the time? Don't you think that's kind of like. You know. Fuckin unfair? You take care of him all the time and what does he do back for you, when you're honest with yourself? You're in over your head and you're trapped with a leech, Murina, you should get out while you still can.

tau be haune5t, i dau naut think it i5 unfair. he i5 unable tau mauve maure auften than naut due tau hi5 illne55. i will naut fault him aun that.naur will i run away at the fear auf being in auver my head. i truly care faur and lauve ferauxi. he take5 care auf me in hi5 auwn way5. thank yauu.

[kronnoandfriends-blog]

perhap5 i 5hauuld a5k lugau5i tau the ball...