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Japan: Fall 2011 (2) (3) (4) (5) by wabisabi2015

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(1) Under the El, hanging daikon: the railroad cut through their vegetable garden, but the farmer hasn't given up. (3) Off my routine path.    

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Ya know who else I've totally neglected in this series of posts? The Battle Frontier bosses.

Anabel's name is LILA[リラ] from Lilac, hence her color scheme. That one's super straight forward.

Spencer's name was UKON[ウコン] from ukon[鬱金] the name for tumeric, a type of ginger root that is very popular traditional chinese medicine.

Noland's name was DATURA[ダツラ] from the genus of poisonous flowers in the Nightshade family, as well as other such charming common names as Devil's Trumpet, Hell's Bells, and Devil's Weed. They are all not only extremely poisonous but psychoactive

Brandon's name was JINDAI[ジンダイ] a neat pun as the common Japanese name of this cactus, jindai[神代], means "god time" as in "age of the gods/myth" in other words, "ancient," which of course lends to his role as Ruins Maniac/Pyramid King.

Tucker's name is HEATH[ヒース] which funny enough means he shares a namesake with Erika, and with Heath, aka HEATHER, Briar's ancestor that wrote the violet/scarlet book.

Greta's name is KOGOMI[コゴミ] from kogomi[屈] the Japanese name for the fiddlehead fern, used in cooking. They have a super distinctive curled shape which is where she gets her hair.

and then Lucy's name is AZAMI[アザミ] as in Azami[薊]: "thistle," appropriate for her prickly demeanor.

Technically I already did Darach's once, but I'll go over it again here. His name is KOKURAN[コクラン] as in kokuran[黒蘭], lit. "Black Orchid" and as a play on that Caitlin is actually named Cattleya[カトレア] from the Catelleya genus of orchids. His ancestor Anthe was named Sharon[シャロン] in reference to the Rose of Sharon, which is actually a common name of a few unrelated flowers, including the national flower of South Korea. (Oddly she seems to bear absolutely no relation to the Orchid theme between Kokuran and Cattleya. )

Argenta's original name was KEITO[ケイト] from keitou[鶏頭] the Japanese name for the Silver Cockscomb, which has very obvious color associations that lend to her design. Also the Silver Cockscomb's scientific name is the Celosia argenta, which is where they got her English name.

Palmer's name is KURUTSUGU[クロツグ] after kurutsugu[桄榔] the Kaong Sugar palm

Thorton's name was NEJIKI[ネジキ] from nejiki[捩木] the Japanese name of the Anyaar/Angeri(Lyonia ovalifolia). They have thee adorable little white bell flowers.

and finally for this batch, it's Dahlia who was in fact just named DAHLIA[ダリア]. For the image i picked a yellow Spider Dahlia specifically since it seemed to match her color scheme and hair

Oh and just to round out this little batch of extras, Barry's name is actually JUN[ジュン] from Junichi Masuda, game director of the core Pokemon series. It's a play on Gary's name being SHIGERU[シゲル], after Shigeru Miyamoto. But sadly it has nothing to do with his dad's name.

While I'm here...

Cheryl's name was MOMI[モミ] from momi[籾] which is a word that refers to unhulled rice specifically. Unrelated to her ancestor Wasabi's name.

Marley's name is MAI[マイ] from mai[米], which is just the word for "Rice" as a food staple, so depending on context it can implicitly mean when hulled, because the alternative would be momi, but it does also generally to the crop and even the food industry. (Ironically Mai in Hisui was actually named YONE[ヨネ] which is an alternate reading of the same kanji for "rice" [米], yet they named her Mai in English, Marley's actual Japanese name...)

Go figure, Buck's name is in fact BAKU[バク] and it's the Japanese word baku[麦] for Wheat or Barley. By sheer coincidence it is how Japanese phoneticizes "Buck" but it does not actually refer to Buck Wheat. Also he has nothing to do with his brother, nor their ancestor's names.

Mira's name is MIRU[ミル] from "Millet." It's also where her little hairtie design comes from.

and finally, Riley's name is GEN[ゲン] from genmai[玄米] the name for brown rice, which is a kind of earthier more nutritious rice.

So oddly, there is a concept in Chinese agriculture and cooking called Wu Gu[五穀]: "The Five Grains" that refers to the 5 staple crops of Chinese agriculture dating back to ancient times, and several far et cultures have their own variations on this... but despite the obvious grain theming the 5 stat specialist trainers don't actually match any specific version of the 5 Grains?? It definitely feels like that was the intended reference, yet it sort of falls apart in the specifics... maybe just a disagreement on what made fora good name or not?

Oh and as for a few other oddball ancestors...

Sabi, Mai, and Zisu I've all technically covered before in one form or another but the quick overview is that Sabi was named WASABI[ワサビ], YONE we mentioned above, and Zisu was named PERILLA[ペリーラ], after the same type of redleaf mint that Flint, aka OBA[オーバ], was named after.

Pesselle's name is KINE[キネ] from kine[杵]: "(mortar &)pestel" which is both a cute play on Millet and on her role as head of the medical division and the grinding of medicinal herbs.

and Riley's ancestor Rye is actually named HAKU[ハク] as in haku[白]"white"but sensibly a reference to hakumai[白米]:"White rice" in parallel to Gen's gen[玄] also reading literally as "Black/Dark" when referring to "brown rice."

[gratitudewithgardening]

Flower find #1 Wheat Celosia aka Flamingo Feather. It’s bright colors live up to its name. We love seeing it right outside our window.

[aideshou]

HAPPY EARTH DAY!!!

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YOOOOOO SPIKE CELOSIA \o/

Celosias are so cool I love them and they feel super nice to touch & they symbolize immortality, affection, warmth, humor & friendship.

hehehe

Celosia is a genus of about 50 species in the family Amaranthaceae

The genus name comes from the Greek word “kelos”, which means “burned” or “burning”, referring to the flower heads that look like flames.

There are three main types of Celosia flowers: Crested Celosia, Plumed Celosia and Spike Celosia. 

Crested Celosias have wrinkled-looking flowers that look like tight coils that resemble the structures of a brain or the comb of a rooster, hence the common name Cockscomb. They are red, orange, pink, gold, yellow and white.

Plumed Celosias have flower heads that look like brightly colored, fluffy feathers. The flower heads are composed of hundreds of tiny flowers that are plume-like, soft and feathery. They come in many colors including vibrant red, bright orange, yellow and deep purple.

Spike Celosias are known for their narrow, spiky flower heads that resemble heads of wheat. They typically don’t grow as tall as the other varieties. Spike Celosias have numerous flower heads and are shrubbier than other species. They usually come in shades of pink or red-purple.

NEVER say 'sorry' to me about something you like, how dare you, that was the most interesting info I have seen in the entire week >:0

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Ah I see you just went to bed but maybe when you get up, sweetpea from the nickname ask?

Wheat Celosia (or just regular celosia)

 Celosia symbolizes immortality, affection, warmth, humor and friendship.

And it's soft :P

[slangtasy]

I purchased this purple wheat celosia earlier in the week and I'm obsessed

[iceeckos12]

enchanted flower lesbians go

“Ari!” 

Ari wiped the sweat and dirt from her brow and looked up, shading the sun from her eyes with one hand. “Letitia? Is that you?”

Who else could it be? Princess Letitia, second in line to the throne and eldest daughter of the King and Queen, was hanging over the stone garden wall with a mischievous grin on her face. A few dark curls escaped from her vibrant head scarf, framing her square face. 

“Who other but me?” Letitia said cheerfully, then swung her legs over the wall and dropped to the other side. Even though Ari knew that she’d been in court since early this morning the princess was wearing a pair of humble brown trousers and a loose blouse. Letitia had always preferred menswear over her skirts and dresses, and the king and queen were not above indulging her. 

Ari looked over Letitia’s shoulder, then let out a fond, exasperated sigh. “I see you’re missing your faithful bodyguard. Calista will have your head if she finds you.”

Letitia dusted off her trousers and tucked her hair back into place. “Calista is boring.” Then, with the same haughty demeanor that had given her such a reputation as a spoiled troublemaker, “And you wouldn’t tell her, would you?”

It was less of a question and more of a statement. Ari was glad that her blushes tended not to show on her face, and rolled her eyes. Everyone knew that Princess Letitia was bad news, a rambunctious troublemaker who stole the heart of any man and woman who looked at her. When Ari had first been hired on as the palace gardener almost five years ago, people had practically fallen over each other to tell her sweet, innocent thing like you, do not talk to Princess Letitia! 

Unfortunately, Ari was never good at heeding advice when she could sate her curiosity instead. 

Unfortunately, all the rumors were true. 

“No, I suppose not.” Ari said. “Come, sit on the bench and tell me all about the tedious men and women of the court.”

Letitia didn’t need an invitation. She flopped onto the bench with a dramatic sigh, her feet pushed out in front of her like a child’s. “Oh, you would not believe it Ari. Madame Visconte was in fine form, she still thinks that her wretch of a daughter is good enough for Rakim.”

Ari snorted quietly. Everyone knew that Prince Rakim, oldest child, oldest son, and heir apparent had set his sights on a pauper from Theros. They would have been engaged already had the woman’s mother not gotten sick with consumption. 

“I told her what a delusional bat she was being—” Ari had long since gotten used to Letitia’s brutal sort of honesty, but that did not stop her from choking on nothing at the thought of the princess calling the Madame Visconte a ‘delusional bat’, “—but she just laughed at me!”

“You’ve become too predictable,” Ari said, nudging her shoulder gently. “Telling people they’re stupid was shocking when you were twelve. Word’s gotten around, dear.”

“I suppose,” Letitia said, pouting. “What should I do then? I can’t be losing my touch. Got to keep them on their toes, you know.”

“You could try being well-behaved,” Ari said, hiding a smirk behind her hand. “They’ll never see that one coming.”

Letitia fell backward onto the bench, clutching her heart. “Never!”

They were quiet for a second. The sun was high overhead but the air was cool and sweet, carrying the scent of honeysuckle, jasmine, citrus, and the musky scent of mulch. Ari’s plain blue skirt was hiked above her knees, but she felt no embarrassment, not around Letitia.  

“Ari,” Letitia said quietly, drawing Ari out of her musings. 

“Hm?” Ari asked.

“Show me how the flowers grow, would you?” 

Ari hesitated for a second, then smiled indulgently. “Of course, Princess.”

Ari took a deep breath, stood, and lifted her hands. Earth magic pulsed around her, and suddenly the scent of mulch and earth and life intensified, weaving through the fabric of her being. She felt her curls begin to drift upward, and knew her eyes were glowing a bright, unnatural green. 

And then she closed her hands into fists and yanked.  

Flowers burst from the Earth, pink and purple geraniums, baby blue cornflowers, puffy wheat celosia, sunflowers that opened to the sun. Raucous scents bloomed from all around them, vines overtaking trellis’s in seconds, the path overgrown like some deep forest. 

Breathing hard, Ari looked back over her shoulder at the princess, who was watching her with wide, velvet-brown eyes. 

“Beautiful,” Letitia whispered. 

-0-

“She loves you, you know,” Neo told her matter of factly. 

Ari let out a huff of annoyance and blew a strand of hair away from her face. She was still clearing vines from the trail from her little showing off for Letitia. Sometimes she wished she was less of a pushover where the princess was concerned. “What is it with you royals invading my garden?”

Neo, the second youngest child and the third son, let out an unamused snort and rolled his eyes. “It’s not invading. We can go wherever we like. This is the royal garden.”

“Is that what you told Rolfe before you kissed him?” Ari said without looking up. She wasn’t feeling particularly charitable right now. Rumor was that the king was having Letitia meet another suitor, the duchess of the Southern keep. She was supposedly very pretty, and very charming. Ari was none of those things, had been pauper before the king had hired her to the palace garden after her parents died in the plague. 

Neo spluttered. “How did you—”

Ari felt a little bad for lashing out. Neo was a pompous git, but he didn’t deserve her jealousy-fueled bad mood. “Dalia and Rakim have both had romantic trysts in the rose bushes. Pick somewhere a little more comfortable next time, would you? Preferably somewhere with less thorns.”

Neo was quiet for a second, and Ari thought that that might be it, the prince had decided to pick his battles and had left. But then there was the crunch of dirt beneath careful feet, and Neo said, “I was being serious, though. You know if you showed any sort of interest she’d pledge herself to you in a heartbeat.”

Ari scowled and jammed the trowel a little deeper into the earth. A vine snapped. “You don’t know that.”

“You think Lettie shows interest in just anyone?” Neo scoffed. “You’re not that much of an idiot. Please.”

Ari winced. Letitia hated being called Lettie, said it reminded her too much of being a snaggle-toothed child trailing in Rakim’s footsteps. “Why are you here, Ne—Prince Neo? You can’t just be here about my love life.”

Neo was quiet for a moment, then another, until the silence drew out for so long that Ari had to look up. The prince was blushing furiously, examining the ground between his shoes with sheepish expression. “I—Lettie is being insufferable.”

Oh, no. There was more to it than that. 

“Like you said,” Ari said dryly, setting the trowel between her knees and sitting up. “I’m not that much of an idiot. You’re trying to give me advice, which means you want a favor. Try again.”

“Would you cover for me?” Neo blurted. “I want to—I want to bring Rolfe here for—for a picnic. Would you cover for me?”

“Cover for what?”

Ari and Neo jumped at the new voice. Ari flushed an immediate, hot red when she realized that it was Letitia, still in her gaudy court wear for once. She was gorgeous of course, but she was tugging uncomfortably at the high collar, like she very much would like to rip it off. 

Ari turned away and busied herself with the vines again. “Fine,” She told Neo. “Deal.”

“Right,” Neo said, and bolted. 

“Hey!” Letitia shouted after her younger brother. “Neo—get back here!”

But Neo was long gone. Letitia had stopped being able to keep up with the light-boned boy when she’d turned fourteen. She tramped back over to Ari in a furious huff, tearing at her skirts. “What was that all about?”

“N-Nothing,” Ari was not having this conversation with Letitia. “How did the meeting go?”

“Ari,” Letitia said warningly, putting her hands on her hips and looming. 

Ari rubbed at her face. “It’s to do with Rolfe.”

Letitia looked at her for a second, disbelieving, before letting out an exasperated sigh and throwing her hands into the air. “Fine, then! You and Neo can keep your stupid secrets. I don’t want any part of them.”

Ari blinked at the real frustration in Letitia’s voice. “Letitia?”

Letitia let out a huff and dropped onto the bench, wrapping her arms about herself like she was cold. She looked genuinely miserable, Ari realized guiltily. 

She slowly approached and sat down next to the princess. “Did it go that badly?”

“The duchess is fine,” Letitia spat. “Fine and perfectly vapid. My uncles and aunts love her, of course.”

“Oh,” Ari said awkwardly. On impulse, she reached over and took the princess’s hand in both of her own, squeezing it gently. “I’m sorry to hear that.”

Letitia looked at their joined hands blankly for a second, and Ari almost pulled away—but then the princess smiled, quiet and wan, and squeezed. “It’s alright.” She said tiredly. “Father and mother don’t really care who I marry, so they weren’t too disappointed when I turned the duchess down.”

Guilty relief rushed through Ari. “O-Oh. That’s...good.”

They were quiet for a second. 

“Want me to make the flowers grow?” Ari offered. 

“Oh, would you?” Letitia breathed out. Ari felt her chest clench; Letitia had never hesitated to ask her to use her magic before. She must really have been in a terrible mood. 

Ari nodded and lifted her hand. Something simple this time, she told herself. 

The clematis slowly reached from the ground around the bench and began climbing up Ari’s body, over her back and across her shoulders, flowering through her hair like a crown. The tiny white blooms danced in the evening wind, mesmerizing as a ballet dancer in flight.  

Letitia let out a quiet, contented sigh and leaned her head against Ari’s shoulder. 

The warmth lingered long after Letitia had finally gone. 

-0-

“Do you ever imagine a life beyond this palace?” Letitia asked, reaching toward the sky. 

Ari laughed, quiet and indulgent. “Letitia, you know I lived in the lower district before I came to work here.”

“Oh,” Letitia said, faintly embarrassed. “I—right. Of course.”

Then, as though admitting some deep secret, “Sometimes I forget you haven’t always been here.”

Ari blushed and looked away, pressing her hand to her warm cheek. Her blushes were never that obvious, but it didn’t stop them from occurring often. 

“Why do you always look away when you’re embarrassed?” Letitia asked impatiently, taking Ari’s wrist and pulling her around so she was facing forward again. “You’re cute when you blush. Don’t hide it.”

“Letitia!” Ari gasped, scandalized, turning an even brighter shade of red. 

“What?” Letitia said defiantly, tilting her nose upward. “I said it. I won’t take it back.”

Ari buried her face into her hands, too mortified to even attempt a response to that. This wasn’t happening. They’re not acknowledging this nebulous thing between them. This wasn’t happening. 

“...is it so bad?” Letitia asked, suddenly tentative, suddenly hesitant. “That I think you’re cute?”

“No!” Ari wheezed, batting at Letitia’s arm uselessly. “It’s fine! This is fine.”

Letitia let out a laugh, but there was a palpable note of relief and hysteria in it. 

Then she said, “Ari, are the flowers supposed to be doing that?”

Ari’s head jerked up, and she finally got a look at what her rampant magic was doing. Plants were growing, blooming, then dying a second later; fat fruit ripened and then dropped to the ground in rhythmic thuds. The floral scent intensified and rotted, intensified and rotted. 

Ari waved her hand, and the magic finally stopped. 

“No,” She said, even more mortified than before, if that was possible. “They’re not supposed to do that.”

Letitia let out a loud, wondering laugh, and then tentative, warm fingers laced through hers. Ari clutched at them desperately, biting back a wide grin. 

Letitia pinched Ari’s chin, her grin softening. “What have I told you about hiding?”

[sapphic-sustrai]

Team DMNO Bios: Melanie Hertz.

So, last time I shared the leader of DMNO Douglas Craig’s bio. It’s now time to talk about my yeehaw daughter, Melanie Hertz! If there are any errors, I will go back and fix them eventually.

Previous DMNO Bios:

Douglas Craig.

That being said, more will be underneath the cut.

Full Name: Melanie Celosia Hertz.

Alias: The Sizzlin’ Striker, The Monster Duo {an alias that she shares with Olwen, that was given to them by the Atlas Academy student body}.

Nickname{s}: Mel {used by everyone}, Melly {only used by Douglas}, Buttercup {only used by her father}, Annie {only used by Phlegon}, Flame Brain {only used by Douglas}, Blaze {only used by Olwen}.

Age: 18 {Vol. 1-3}.

Gender: Cis Female.

Race: Highland Cow Faunus, she has cow horns that curve upwards.

D.O.B/Star Sign: August 12th/Leo.

Romantic/Sexual Orientation: Biromantic Demisexual.

Handedness: Right-handed.

Complexion: Tanned.

Height: 5’3 {160cm}, 5’6 {when wearing 3-inch heels}.

Weight: 115lbs {52kg}.

Cup Size: C-Cup.

Body Type: Pear body shape, short, athletic build, medium-length legs, strong leg muscles, small amount of muscle on her arms.

Hairstyle{s}: 

Low-hanging braided pigtails, bangs side swept to the left side {Youth}.

Long-length style, tied into a high ponytail, bangs side swept to the left side {Vol. 1-3}.

Hair Colour{s}: As of right now, honey brown. When she was younger, she had much lighter hair, but it got darker as she got older.

Eye Colour: Hazel.

Aura Colour: Burnt Orange.

Emblem: An outline of a burning heart, with the bottom points separated and curved outwards like a cow’s horns and a miniature heart in the center. The burning heart outline is burnt orange and the miniature heart is honey orange.

Weapon{s}: Blazin’ Buckaroos.

Blazin’ Buckaroos are a pair of buckaroo-style cowboy boots, with a firing mechanism built into them {similar to Yang’s Ember Celica & Mercury’s Talaria}.

The Buckaroos are primarily beige, with honey orange fire designs etched in and mahogany brown bottoms. The branding iron soles are copper, with a rusty look. The spurs of her boots are bronze, with built in flint.

Alongside her kicks, she’ll primarily fire explosive rounds or streams of fire {almost like a flamethrower} from her boots.

Using fire dust, she can heat up the branding irons at the soles of her boots, causing her feet to become searing hot. Clicking the spurs at the back will ignite the boots completely, causing her boots to blaze up for a short amount of time. Combining these two elements is a deadly combination that adds tremendous fire power to Melanie’s kicks.

Dust can be inserted vertically into the two chambers located in the heels of her boots.

The boots are made with a fire-resistant leather.

Types of Dust Used: Primarily fire dust. However, she’ll sometimes use rock dust in tandem with fire, creating a magma element. She’ll also use air dust, allowing her to kick in order to jump higher into the air {it looks as if she’s walking on air}.

Other Equipment: 

Dust Pouch {where she keeps her dust crystals and it’s kept on the right side of her belt. It is hickory brown}.

Fighting Style: Melanie’s fighting style is a combination of Savate {French foot fighting}, aggressive precise kicks, and grapples. Sometimes she’ll incorporate quick jabs as well.

Semblance: Engine Burst - A semblance that allows the user to develop engine-like protrusions made of aura that manifest around her calves. This grants the user increased speed and extra kicking power for a brief period of time. She can only use her semblance in short bursts, otherwise it will cause her legs to lock up for about a minute or two. There are three gears, First, Second & Third. First gear is the standard, Second will give a bit more of a boost, and Third is the semblance’s, “overdrive”, mode. As of right now, Melanie can only access the first two gears, but cannot access the third. She’s attempted once, but this caused her legs to lock up for 24 hours. 

Other Skills, Talents, etc…

Vast knowledge of farm animals & how to take care of them.

Very athletic.

Has good driving skills, thanks to learning how to operate farm equipment at a young age.

Even without the use of her semblance, she’s the fastest member of her team on foot.

Current Affiliation: Atlas Academy

Previous Affiliation: Pharos Academy.

Place of Origin: Vale, in the agricultural district.

Current Occupation{s}: Student, Huntress-in-Training.

Team/Status: DMNO. Currently active, but will become inactive soon after the Fall of Beacon. Won’t be active again for quite some time.

Team Members: Douglas Craig, herself, Norbert Beaufort & Olwen Kunik.

Partner: Olwen Kunik.

Team Role: Melee DPS.

Status: Alive.

Positive Qualities: Optimistic, big-hearted {always willing to lend a hand to those who need it}, passionate, encouraging, nurturing, athletic, protective, daring.

Neutral Qualities: Stubborn, outspoken, dominating, assertive.

Negative Qualities: Impatient, hot-headed {impulsive & a bit reckless}, brash {in a noisy & overbearing way}, overconfident, blunt.

Likes:

Horseback riding.

Apple picking.

Being outdoors.

Knitting.

Going on hikes with friends.

Kickboxing.

Gardening {she loves growing vegetables & flowers specifically}.

Spending time with her niece.

Dislikes:

Green apples {she finds them too bitter}.

Ghosts {she has phasmophobia}.

People who talk trash about their families for no reason {however, she does understand if someone has a bad relationship with their parents}.

People who chew with their mouths open.

She’s not the biggest fan of romantic comedy movies.

She hates it when people make comments about her height.

Favourite...?

Food: Apples {red delicious are her favourite}, breakfast foods {ham & cheese omelettes, hash browns, peanut butter on whole wheat toast, bacon and pancakes are her favourites}.

Drink: Apple cider & orange juice.

Season/Weather: Autumn/sunny & slightly cloudy.

Colour: Marigold & hickory brown.

Animal: Horses.

Movie Genre: Thriller & action movies.

Music Genre: Country & hip-hop.

Relationships:

Ignatius Hertz:

Relationship: Biological Father, good overall, but he can be overprotective of her.

Status: Alive.

Melaina Chastain:

Relationship: Biological Mother, good.

Status: Deceased.

Phlegon Hertz:

Relationship: Biological Older Brother {by 8 years}, good.

Status: Alive.

Ashley Keen:

Relationship: Sister-in-Law, married to her brother, good.

Status: Alive.

Hestia Hertz-Keen:

Relationship: Niece, daughter of Phlegon & Ashley, good.

Status: Alive.

Hephaestus Hertz:

Relationship: Paternal Grandfather, good.

Status: Alive.

Melantha Chastain:

Relationship: Maternal Grandmother, good.

Status: Alive.

Brooke Mathers: 

Relationship: Closest Friend, grew up next door to each other, good.

Status: Alive.

Norbert Beaufort:

Relationship: 2nd Closest Friend, teammate, good.

Status: Alive.

Olwen Kunik:

Relationship: Close Friend, partner, friendly rival, good overall, but sometimes Olwen has to reel her in when she gets, “intense”.

Status: Alive.

Douglas Craig:

Relationship: Close Friend, teammate, good overall, but they do clash often because of their differing personalities.

Status: Alive.

Team RWBY:

Relationship: Friends, good overall, gets along with Yang the best, gets along with Blake the least.

Status: Alive.

Team JNPR:

Relationship: Friends, good overall, gets along with Nora the best, gets along with Ren the least.

Status: Alive {Pyrrha’s alive in this AU}.

Penny Polendina:

Relationship: Friends, good.

Status: Alive, then deceased, then rebuilt and brought back to life.

Ilia Amitola:

Relationship: Friend, crush, they don’t meet until much later on.

Status: Alive.

Early Life {Backstory}:

Melanie was born and raised in the Kingdom of Vale, in the agricultural district.

She grew up on a ranch called, “Woolwood Meadows”, that primarily raises sheep for wool. The ranch was started by Melanie’s paternal grandfather years ago. Her grandfather also started up a forge on the property called, “Hertz Ironworks”.

For most of her life, it’s just been herself, her father Ignatius, and her older brother Phlegon. Ignatius attended Atlas Academy and soon joined the military after graduation. Eventually he decided to settle down with Melaina and take over the ranch from his father, Hephaestus. Phlegon has taken over the forge on the farm and lives on the property with his wife Ashley and their daughter Hestia. Phlegon will eventually inherit the farm when his father retires.

Melanie didn’t know her mother Melaina very well. Her mother passed away when she was around 3 years old. Melaina was a Huntress who sustained fatal injuries while out on a mission. Her death was unexpected and the family took it hard… especially Ignatius. From then onward, he became overprotective of both of his children.

Phlegon decided that he wanted to inherit the farm when he was older, so he wasn’t the one he had to worry about as much. His worry over his son disappeared over time. Melanie on the other hand has always wanted to become a Huntress just like her mother… that worried Ignatius beyond belief and he continued to worry over his daughter’s safety.

It took plenty of convincing and begging from Melanie for Ignatius to allow her to attend a combat school. However, he wanted her to attend a school that was close to home and she would have to call him every weekend to let him know how she’s doing. So, Melanie decided to attend Pharos Academy.

When it came time to pick the next academy that she’d be attending, Melanie wanted to attend Atlas, but her Father wanted Melanie to attend Vale instead because it was closer. This caused the two of them to have the biggest argument that they’ve ever had and they didn’t speak to each other for about a week.

Phlegon stepped in and got the two of them to talk to each other. Ignatius finally opened up about how losing his wife made him fear about what could happen to his children if they weren’t careful. Melanie understood where her father was coming from, but that was no excuse for how he was treating her. Melanie finally told her family that the reason why she wanted to become a huntress was because she wanted to use her strength to protect those that couldn’t protect themselves. She also says that she wants to attend Atlas because it was the school that her father attended in his youth. She states that her two biggest inspirations in her life are her mother & father, that they’re the ones that inspire her to do what’s right.

Ignatius reconciled with his daughter and promised that he was going to try and ease up on his over protectiveness. He supported his daughter’s decision to attend Atlas and Melanie promises that she’ll call home every single weekend to check in. Not because she was instructed to, but because she wants to.

Primary Attire {Youth}:

Baggy Button Up Shirt {honey orange, top two buttons left unbuttoned, long sleeved but they’re rolled up halfway}.

Plain Shirt {daisy white, crew neck, long sleeved}.

Denim Overall Shorts {Blue, with gold buckles, a heart outline was sewn into the front flap}.

Shortie-Style Cowboy Boots {mahogany brown}.

Atlas Academy Uniform:

Melanie pretty much wears the standard Atlas Academy girl’s uniform. The only exception is that she wears her cowboy hat with the uniform.

Primary Attire {Vol. 1-3}:

Bull Rider Cowboy Hat {straw, with a mahogany brown hat band, brim & chin strap, usually wears it whenever it’s hot outside or during battle, when not in use it hangs on her back from the adjustable chin strap around her neck}.

Button-up Blouse {orange & brown plaid, first three buttons are left unbuttoned, short sleeved}.

Henley Shirt {daisy white, top two buttons left unbuttoned, sleeves cut off halfway}.

Leather Horseback Riding Gloves {hickory brown}.

Leather Belt {mahogany brown, with a gold belt buckle, dust pouch hangs from the right side of the belt}.

Denim Dungarees {brown, with mahogany brown straps, gold buckles, with belt loops, her emblem is on the front, the front is left open on the right side, while the right strap hangs from her side, she moves the right strap back on her shoulder during fights, pant legs are always tucked into her boots, 100% flame resistant}.

When not wearing the Blazin’ Buckaroos, she wears a pair of carpenter boots {hickory brown, with beige laces}.

Other Notes About Appearance:

Has dimples.

She doesn’t have a tattoo yet and is still trying to decide what she’d want.

Used to have her ears pierced as a child, hasn’t re-pierced them in a while.

Has a burn mark on her left calf. She was around 10 years old and there was an incident where she accidentally burned herself.

If She Had a Voice it Would Be: Cassandra Lee Morris.

Misc. Trivia:

Melanie’s reasons for making her weapon a pair of cowboy boots was not only because of her fighting style, but also because she finds them very comfortable to wear. She has around 10 pairs of cowboy boots in her closet at home.

On the ranch the family deals with sheep, alpacas and goats. However, each member of the family owns a horse, Melanie’s is named Autumn. There are also the three dogs named Bramble, Hazel & Maize. All of the dogs are Border Collies. Finally, there are the three barn cats named Pumpkin, Butternut & Big Max. All of the cats are all tabby, except for Butternut who’s a Maine Coon.

Melanie can play the fiddle, the banjo, and the guitar. She prefers playing acoustic guitars more than electric because It fits her style more.

She speaks with a strong Southern accent. When talking to someone that she likes {whether it’s platonic or romantic}, she’ll often refer to them as, “Sug”, which is basically the short form of sugar.

Aside from becoming a Huntress, other careers that Melanie has thought about pursuing were professional kick boxer, physical therapist or firefighter.

Melanie’s last name Hertz is derived from the German word herz meaning, “heart”, and was used as a nickname for a big-hearted person. Melanie and most members of her family are often described as some of the most big-hearted individuals in all of Remnant.  

Melanie never skips leg day.

That’s all that I have for Melanie right now! Any comments or critiques would be greatly appreciated and my askbox is always open! I’m thinking that I’ll be posting the next member of DMNO Norbert’s bio in the next few days or at least by next weekend. I’ll be posting again soon, so keep your eye out for it!

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Direct from Shei in medellin, colombia Plumed cockscomb, a species of Cockscombs (Celosia). Also known as: Plumed Celosia, Wheat celosia, Lagos spinach, Silver cockscomb, Common cockscomb Popular cultivars: 'Deep Purple', 'Asian Garden', “Flamingo Feather' Botanical name: Celosia argentea (at Royal Oak, Michigan) https://www.instagram.com/p/CidPpmJptA6/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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a hole is opening up in my parents backyard. my mother has massive clusters of celosia planted all over, it has drawn crowds of bugs that ive never seen before, among them, a sleek and tiny wasp, my mother points it out to me, her finger close to the stinger, i cry out and grab her wrist, afraid she'll get stung. all of these flowers grew from seeds she brought back from visiting me in philly. they are my favorite flower. she has all the types- cocks comb, flame, wheat. we go to the liquor barn and i wander the aisles, trying to pick out a merlot for megan, i turn and find my mother, silently documenting my journey with her small point and shoot. "i know you want more photos, but candids of me at the liquor barn are not quite the way to do it." "you can read me like a book" she says. my dad falls asleep in front of the tv, slumped slightly forward, my mom cant relax, convinced he'll fall out of the chair. he makes jokes and jokes about dying. promises to haunt me. laughs and laughs. i look on in disbelief. i match with my preschool best friend on tinder. he doesnt recognize me, but remembers me once i tell him. we have the same job, states and states apart. how good it is to feel connected to someone i no longer know but who was once so important. the other day my mom asked me if i had any t ball memories, and the only one i could conjure up was ryan, that friend, in the back of his mom's minivan, flat on his back, fingers pinching his tiny nose. to this day ive never had a nosebleed. i wonder if he still gets them. i guess i could ask.

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Posted Mar 21, 2008, updated Apr 21, 2011.

       Sandra Mason

   Give the gift of gardening to a child near you. Gardens can be captivating whimsical worlds for kids, but also   opportunities to learn about nature. It’s an instant party when wiggly worms, roly-poly bugs, and fluttering   butterflies are discovered. Plus kids will more likely eat vegetables they planted and picked fresh out of the   garden.

A few ideas for kid-sized gardening

1) Involve the child in planning.Start by going through garden catalogs together to select plants from the   colorful pictures. Popular vegetables are golf ball sized ‘Thumbelina’ carrots, sugar snap peas, ‘Sweet Baby Girl’   cherry tomatoes or lettuce mixes. Flower possibilities include hollyhocks, lamb’s ear, sensitive plant, bells of  Ireland, snapdragons, money plant, nasturtium, pansy and zinnia. For little kids with little hands look for large   seeded plants such as sunflowers or beans.

2) Try something weird and wonderful such as spilanthes (the eyeball plant), wishbone flower with its tiny   wishbone, blue potatoes, purple beans or the brightly colored stems of ‘Neon Lights’ Swiss chard. If you have space,   a patch of strawberries is an easy treat.

3) A theme garden is always stimulating. Look for ideas from the child’s favorite books. Perhaps the theme could   be Alice in Wonderland or Peter Rabbit. Or an ABC garden of plants from asters to zinnias.

4) Kids love extremes from very tiny to very large. Try ‘Little Finger’ carrots, large gourds and giant   sunflowers. Plant a circular maze or fortress of giant sunflowers. Or a pole bean teepee for Jack and the bean   stalk.

5) Pizza is a favorite kid food. Design a round pizza garden with one slice cut out for easy access. In the   pizza wedges grow oregano, basil, tomatoes, peppers, wheat and onions.  Plant yellow marigolds around the pizza to   represent the cheese. At harvest time have a pizza party.

6) Butterfly garden could be shaped like a butterfly with butterfly nectar plants such as verbena and lantana   planted in the outstretched wings. The body could be the path. Don’t forget the antennae made of bamboo poles and   tennis balls.

7)Have a jungle theme with banana trees and tiger lilies. Look for plants with the child’s or a family member’s   name such as ‘David’ Phlox or ‘Sophia’ marigold. Plant a rainbow garden with areas for red celosia, orange and   yellow marigolds, green ‘Envy’ zinnias, and blue and violet petunias. Have the rainbow end with a pot filled with   ‘Golden Nugget’ marigolds.

8) Sense of ownership is important to all of us, including kids. Gardens should be more than forced weeding   labor camps. Personalize the garden by having the child paint a sign with their name on it. Make a unique stepping   stone. Let the child write their name alongside their handprint in the wet concrete.

9) Treat the garden as a petting zoo of plants. Kids should be encouraged to touch and smell. Include plants   with fragrant leaves such as lemon verbena, basil, lemon balm and lavender.

10) Make a tunnel from garden netting and PVC pipe. Let morning glories ramble over the top to make a “secret”   place in the garden.

11) Be sure to include pint sized chairs, tools, fences, trellises or watering cans.

12) Let kids get wet and dirty. Learn to bite your tongue when the rows are crooked, the weeds are growing and   the flowers don’t match. No “no” signs allowed in a children’s garden. I think we all could learn a lot from   gardening like a kid.

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