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Grind the fragments

Here’s an event orientated rp ad! Like for a starter

I’m not gonna cap this, but if you’re already threading with Midir or Patchouli could you give it a miss (please)

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@glorytograilkind

Whether it was one week or less than a day, Korwa only needed to occupy space and canvas and cloth would begin to spread. The aptly named studio apartment had seen its spartan furnishing re-arranged once and thoroughly littered with fledgling concepts and designs. 

In fact she had a long stretch of cloth between her hands when the strange taste of ozone filled the air. She paused, ears twitching in silence, the simple thought of ‘What was that just now?’  didn’t even come to completion as Korwa jumped slightly as she turned around; there was someone else in this room. 

“Ah!”

That hair, the blindfold... She looked like- oh! The mark on Korwa’s hand, that must mean this woman was her servant? Well, hopefully she wasn’t here to attack her at least. “Here; can you hold this?” Stepping closer she held the cloth out, not really waiting for an answer. When it was held, she folded one part over started pinning it together.

“So, they told me you’d be coming...” A moment later, her bright face reappeared “But they didn’t tell me you’d be so well dressed!” Finally, she took the cloth from the other, setting it down on the nearest free space “I’m Korwa!”  

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casterofturnabout:

What’s up with this curious message? ‘Meet me in table 7 or I’m gonna die’… The hell? Of course that’d catch Phoenix’s attention! Seems like there’s someone here with suicidal ideation! What should he do? Call the police? Call an ambulance?

Or maybe be dragged away by a weird eared girl while being berated about something related to ‘love’.

“What the-? Lemme go!” He protested, for some reason following her whispering manners. “T-There might be someone intending to die here!”

“Shhh!” She scolded, bringing a finger to her lips to really stress the importance. “The only thing in danger of dying here is romance!” Despite being obscured by the foliage she brought a menu up to hide her features as she peered over at her target table.

“There; look!” Two people had indeed approached the previously empty table at the same time from different directions. Korwa waited with baited breath as there was a moment of nervous awkwardness, but shortly enough they seemed to laugh and sit down together. Korwa sighed contentedly and leaned back int her chair, a serene look on her face.

That was until she came back to reality with an arched brow

“Wait, who are you?”

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furcillo:

◈»- - - - 9S blinked– or well, at least he did underneath his visor. He had been minding his own business, just walking around the city before the… whatever species was before him had stopped him on account of clothes. A sort of instinctual aversion to the one before him arose, seeing as they were clearly neither android nor human. Or machine for that matter. 

But… it seemed they had nothing wrong to say to him. In fact they really, really liked his clothes. It was an odd barrage of compliments, but they were compliments nonetheless. Something that he didn’t really get often, really. Ngh? Is my pulse rate rising!?

“Oh. U-um. Thanks…” A flustered 9S replied, “Yes– err, n-no not really, but I am real!”

Was he unused to such things, or was he simply modest? A mix of both perhaps. “Don’t mention it! I knew after I saw you that I couldn’t just keep it to myself. Goodness! Yes and no, well I’m sure that answer has something interesting behind it.”

“But, don’t feel obligated to share just for my benefit. What I meant by real is you’re clearly different from the background faces here.” As if out of no where, her eyes widened slightly. “Oh! How rude of me; my name is Korwa! You don’t have to tell me yours if you’re keeping it secret.”

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oldyoukai:

❛  hoho , you like my attire? it is quite an iconic look, wouldn’t you agree? i’ve grown quite fond of this style.  ❜ it was indeed quite the marvelously crafted dress, down to the frills and material used.  ❛  perhaps i did craft this myself, i am an old woman capable of many things, tailoring is nothing short of within my range. ❜

“I don’t just like it; I love it!”

“Oho~ Perhaps? There’s no need to be so modest! And if you truly are old then I must say you still look marvellous.” Bringing her gloved hands together, her head tilted as she smiled. “While I do not doubt your abilities, if you find yourself wanting more then I could certainly design a wider range that’s stillm in keeping with your unique style.”

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gluehen:

There is an easel pointedly set up amidst the stalls. The passerbys seem to ignore it aside from the occasional glance – he, however, does not. As he draws closer, a familiar pair of fuzzy ears suddenly peeks out from atop the canvas.

He can’t help but wonder why the supermarket has been a particularly eventful location for him.

The ears are accompanied by a boisterous voice he knows all too well. At the call of his name, Percival bites back a sigh – his eyes widen with both surprise and dumbfoundedness as to what exactly he should do. And so he chooses to blink for a good few seconds, prior to somewhat calmly rushing up to her easel.

“You seem to have mistaken me for someone else. However…” A pause. “I admit that I’ve taken an interest in your work.”

Suddenly he grasps at a spare pencil she had left on the ledge – it would soon be used to write an urgent message on her canvas.

DON’T CALL ME THAT IN PUBLIC

PLAY ALONG

“You’d like to discuss this somewhere more private as well? Wonderful.” He prays that no one notes the vague irritation trickling up his throat; Korwa’s hand is rather aggressively taken into his own as he begins to lead her out of the marketplace.

The facade finally falters as they walk, and Percival’s voice drops to a hushed low.

“Is the Captain here with you? I haven’t seen anyone aside from you.”

“Oh...” Her eyes follow his hand but she tries to make the direction of her gaze less obvious as she sees what he’s writing. “My mistake, it must have been the hair. Yes! Absolutely” Even as her hand is taken her equipment is folded and minimised with practised ease.

She supposed that it was good she did want to follow him because she wasn’t sure she’d have been able to resist if she didn’t. Hmm, she’d made a mistake of some kind, that much was obvious. His name? Did that mean he was one of those? This was making less sense. Well, regardless of the circumstances, she was happy to see the Dragon knight.

“The Captain? No, I’m afraid not... You’re the only other person I’ve recognised so far.”

“Did something happen? I was on the ship and then...” She trailed off, looking at nothing in particular. A moment later her attention returned, and despite there not being anyone immediately around her, she lowered her voice.

“Are you one of these Servants? I didn’t think, sorry”

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@furcillo

“Oh!”

There was not other way to describe it, from the buckles on his boots to his blindfold, the jacket and every marvellous stitch; she was in love. “Attention grabbing yet modest, a simplicity belying the master craftsmanship. Suave yet adorable!”

“Your outfit! It’s wondrous! You must be real, right? A person I mean, you’re far too well dressed to be one of these empty shells, and far too cute!”

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@casterofturnabout

It had only taken a couple of days watching to realise that here was a potential love story; if it could only take flight! In her handful of trips to this cafe she’d seen them both and the glances they cast one another, but never words... Well no longer, today she had hatched the perfect plan to get this tale spun. 

Two small notes, vague and innocent. An excuse to get them to the same table to which she’d ordered drinks. It was all going as planned... That was until a man in a very blue suit started examining one of these notes; disaster!

“Hey!” Realising she’d raised her voice a little too high, she scurried over and in a loud whisper “What are you doing?! Don’t interfere with love! Come here!”

Not even considering possible resistance, the slight Erune took hold of one of his arms and guided him a short distance away to a table partially obscured by plants. “And keep your voice down!”

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@oldyoukai

“Wow, that’s such a classical look! You must have brought it with you right?”

From behind the woman who had only been minding her own business, Korwa appeared. A wide smile, white ears pointed high and wonder in her eyes.

“I daresay this is also a tailor made item! Marvellous, I simply must know; did you make this yourself?”

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@gluehen

Some non-believers might say taking a portable easel and stool with you wherever you went was too far, but those people clearly weren’t familiar with inspiration. Not like her, one who wouldn’t dream of delaying design the moment it came to her, never mind resisting it. 

Few things could distract her once she’d started no matter where it was, even a supermarket. Few things, except the familiar combination of a shock of red hair, purposeful stride and measurements she’d never forget.

“Ah! No way, Percival!”

The first familiar face she’d seen was certainly a relief, but that only raised more questions.

“I didn’t expect to see you here, I didn’t expect to see anyone here! Is everyone here..? I’m only just getting to grips with this story!”

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Korwa - Granblue Fantasy

Sharper than an electron microscope

In everybody’s business all the time

But in a good way (mostly)

Makes dresses and spells out of the same material

The (happy) ends justify the means

Classy

Will organise a night out and be the last to arrive

jojo poses

BURRANCHE FIL

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Fashion Furry No.1 finally on the scene. 

I have a few things to get to, but to help me get this ball rolling here is an rp ad! Give this post a like and I’ll get you a starter.

Gonna cap this at 3 likes for now but I might put out another soon. GBF muses can ignore the cap!

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コルワちゃんカンパーイ！ by artist はな森 (@hanamori59ya)