#posi speaks

[softestjilly]

THIN PEOPLE!!! stop coming into fat spaces and making it ABOUT YOU! i'm sick of it!! let fat people speak up and share their stores WITHOUT inserting yourself!!!

[hititposie]

i think they deserve to roll around in a field of tall grass, shoving picked flowers into each other's hair and staring up at the sun. pointing out clouds passing by that look faintly like swords and potion bottles.

i think they deserve to go on long walks through autumn forests, stepping on crunchy red and orange leaves while hopping over fallen logs as the world around them shifts with the cool wind.

i think they deserve to curl up by the stoked fire, wrapped up in wooly blankets and stuffy pjs as the snow storm outside rattles the glass windows, their winter boots sitting wet on the doormat to dry out.

i think they deserve to sneeze and laugh at eachothers pollen and dust allergies as their old house gets some proper spring cleaning in, phils hair tied back with a bandana and technos with a thick ribbon.

[thegreatyin]

question at what point should someone know where parabola is in fallen london?

depends on if you mean lore-wise or gameplay-wise!

lore-wise, i think you can learn about parabola as early as the flit if you pursue the cats and bats plotlines enough. there's also a ton of stuff referencing and relating back to it the more you explore, so you're bound to run into at least one mention of it eventually. it's kind of the neath's worst kept secret. like. to the point where i think we all kinda forget it's a secret in the first place.

gameplay-wise, establishing a parabolan base camp and unlocking the ability to traverse to-and-fro parabola is one of the major milestones to hit in early-midgame and mid-midgame (as odd as that phrase sounds) progression. it's not something you necessarily need to beeline for, but it's definitely something you'll want to put high on your to-do list after becoming A Person Of Some Importance.

the main function of parabola early on is acting as a sort of "advanced skill bootcamp" where you can level your glasswork, APoC, etc, with more functions and goodies unlocking as you upgrade and explore more in-depth with it. you likely won't find yourself heavily relying on it for a good while, but speaking as an endgame player; build your basecamp. upgrade your basecamp. invest in your basecamp. you will thank yourself so much for doing both, Especially the latter. the wounds and nightmares reductions alone are both Super Worth It.

overall though, if you haven't even built your laboratory or gotten a ship yet, Do Both Of Those First. and if you don't even have them as options... parabola is something you shouldn't even be worrying about right now. don't sweat it. play the game at your own pace. it'll still be there when you get there.

[the-overgrown-states]

i NEED to ramble about my fic idea but my trust issues are NOT letting me do so publicly <//3

[cristalin-league-official]

do you think i could get away with letting gengar at jack -P

[desire-daddy-nk]

(coughs a lot)

I’m- good- for now I guess? Uh nuisance’s creator decided to take the physical body of my problem away somehow? Uh yeah. Did rip myself in half though.

-🏹 (we go crazy in the vyn rp lore house)

"Fun."

He swirls a glass of wine in his hand. He is sitting down, his elbow on a barrel that seems to have been repurposed as a side table.

[aquaticcryptid]

Only been at my job for two days and one of the managers said I move around like a skink.

Like this thing-

[coffiilover]

anyone wanna send in some asks abt my plague doctor girl? I wanna draw her

[perfectsunlight]

IM TWEAKING RN IM GONNA HUNT DOWN EVERYONE WHO VOTED FOR THE GLORY IM NEED MY GIRL ROSÉ IM THIRSTY

genuinely thought rosie was gonna win too </3

[7-oh-ta1]

Losing my minddddddddddddd

[transmonstera]

idk if it was prompted by my surgery posts BUT in case it's not, just a heads up there's an anon potentially going around mocking trans people in dms with a copy paste message saying how doctors laugh at us blah blah blah anyway yawn

[website-com]

and yet she doesn’t block me

[littlesapphicraven]

Y’all I know the guy who did this! I feel so proud!

[gibberishquestion]

do NOT let your sawyer listen to point of no return from phantom of the opera they will start biting things and chewing on gravel and wiggling and worming

[cristalin-league-official]

Okay... account introductions.

Hello. This is the Cristalin League's official account. By technicality. Lizzy begged Rune to let us make this. He said "sure, whatever" and we ran with that. My name is Nat Callahan (they/them), Citrine City Gym Leader, Bug specialist, etc. There's three primary blogrunners, (though others may pop up from time to time): Me (picked the colours), Wyatt (chose the banner), and Lizzy (made the icon). I'll let the other two introduce themselves. -N

Hey there! The name's Wyatt! He/him pronouns, please! I'm Aventurine City's very own Gym Leader! I specialize in Electric-Types! You might've also seen me as lead guitar for Double Time! Hope to see y'all round! -W

HELLOOO~! My name's Lizzy, I'm the Peridot City Gym Leader, I have psychic powers, I dress in pink, and I'm a Dark specialist! I don't care how you feel about it! And if it hurts your feelings, my darling Houndoom will be glad to talk it out with you! (That's a lie! She will bite! SHE BITES.) -L

edit: hi. my name is posy. she/her. cristalin elite 4. ghost specialist. nice to meet you. lizzy gave me the password. -P

Edit 2: Um. Hi. My name's Zephyr, but everyone just calls me Zeph. I specialize in Flying. He/him. Elite 4. Lizzy also gave me the password. She likes doing that. -Z

//hello y'all i made another blog

//ooc is notated like this, with the two slashes in front

//characters are all adults but don't be weird.

//Pelipper/Musharna Mail/Malice is on, Pelipper Unmail is off, magic anons are a tentative yes with mun discretion. Interactions from anyone are welcome!

//These characters are from my fan region of Cristalin.

//The region is still unfinished so if I contradict myself assume I just changed the details and couldn’t be bothered to retcon the original

[woodsteingirl]

oh well who cares if i am having vivid imaginations. of things and events. situations even. at least there is in a cavern, in a canyon, excavating for a mine, dwelt a miner forty-niner, and his daughter clementine. oh my darling, oh my darling, oh my darling clementine, you are lost and gone forever, dreadful sorry Clementine. oh my darling, oh my darling, oh my darling clementine, you are lost and gone forever, dreadful sorry Clementine. light she was and like a fairy, and her shoes were number nine; herring boxes, without topses, sandals were for Clementine. oh my darling, oh my darling, oh my darling clementine, you are lost and gone forever, dreadful sorry Clementine. walking lightly, as a fairy, though her shoes were number nine, sometimes tripping, lightly skipping, lovely girl my Clementine. drove she ducklings to the water, every morning half past nine; hit her foot against a splinter, fell into the foaming brine. ruby lips above the water, blowing bubbles, soft and fine; but alas! I was no swimmer, neither was my Clementine. oh my darling, oh my darling, oh my darling clementine, you are lost and gone forever, dreadful sorry Clementine. in a corner of the churchyard, where the myrtle boughs entwine, grow the rosies, sometimes posies, fertilized by Clementine. when the miner forty-niner, soon began to fret and pine, thought he oughter "jine" his daughter, now he's with his clementine. oh my darling, oh my darling, oh my darling clementine, you are lost and gone forever, dreadful sorry Clementine. i’m so lonely, lost without her, wish i’d had a fishing line, which i might’ve cast about her, might’ve saved my Clementine. now you fellas, there's a moral to this tragic tale of mine. artificial respiration, might have saved my Clementine. oh my darling, oh my darling, oh my darling Clementine, you are lost and gone forever, dreadful sorry Clementine. how I missed her, how I missed her, how I missed my Clementine. till I kissed her little sister, and forgot my Clementine. oh my darling, oh my darling, oh my darling Clementine, you are lost and gone forever, dreadful sorry Clementine.