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Happy animals were just as full of mana as anything. Even though they were strays, the affection given to them by the woman filled them with mana. That same affection that she gave filled her with mana, even though she might now know it.

Having finally gathered enough mana from those around it, the unusual stick started to grow hot and glow a bright white. It eventually floated out of the woman’s hands and into the air in front her, causing some of the more fearful cats to scatter. The glowing shaped itself into the figure of a woman with long hair. As the light dimmed, a figure dressed in furry clogs, a simple dress with detached sleeves, and strange hair ornaments that consister of the stick she’d been holding settled itself in front of Ichiko.

“...Huh?” Imu blinked a number of times as she looked around the alleyway. Nothing seemed familiar. “What’s going on?” she asked aloud as she looked up, down and around before finally seeing the other woman.

“Oh. Oh, my. Hello there. Am I... in your way?” Imu wanted to ask so much in that small instant after seeing another person. Who are you? Where am I? How did I get here? 

So many questions...

RP: Lost and Found {{closed rp w/ childofmana}}

@childofmana

Ichiko had packed her bag with supplies she would need when visiting the stray cats she saw every day, packing things such as food, water, and toys for them to enjoy. She soon arrived where she was greeted by two of her feline companions.

“Hello there little ones, I hope you are ready for your treats” she said with a smile, opening her bag and setting two bowls out, one for food and the other for water, before reaching back into her bag to get said items out to fill the bowls with. Once the bowls were filled,  two more cats came to join the previous two, eating and drinking to their heart’s content. She reached out to pet one of the strays, a grey tabby cat, until she noticed something out of the corner of her eye. She watched as another stray walked up but had something in its mouth. She motioned the cat over and gently took the artifact the feline had in its mouth and examined it carefully.

“Now what in the world could this possibly be?” she asked out loud, looking at a head piece or decoration of some sorts.

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Dating Strengths/Weaknesses

Tagged by @lapisjumiknight

Link to quiz

Dating Strengths

1. Varied Interests - 85.7% 2. Financial Situation - 84.6% 3. Kindness - 81.8% 4. Adventurousness - 75% 5. Generosity - 73.3%

Dating Weaknesses

1. Appearance - 55.6% 2. Humorlessness - 50%

Dating Strengths Explained

Varied Interests - You don't limit yourself, and that's a dating asset. Your varied interests make you available and interesting to a wider range of guys. Financial Situation - You've got your financial situation under control, which is a very desirable quality. Be careful to avoid guys who are only interested in your money. Kindness - You treat other people with empathy and goodwill. This positive trait helps you stand out and draw people into your warmth. Adventurousness - You are willing to try new things and be spontaneous. You want to get out there and really live, and you will attract people with a similar love of life. Generosity - You are a giving person by nature. Others will see this quality in you and recognize your kind nature. Take care not to let others take advantage of you.

Dating Weaknesses Explained

Appearance - Devoting a greater effort at making good first impressions is a must. Try to be fit and develop a style if you want to catch a guy's attention. Humorlessness - You need to learn how to take a joke, or better yet how to tell a good one. A well-developed sense of humor is high on the list of desired traits for daters.

I tag @ask-ichiko-matsu

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RP: Pawn shop

@anarchysisterstocking

The pawn shop owner nodded to himself as he placed the last few small things in the glass case that made up the counter. Mostly gems and jewelry, but it would hopefully be enough to attract some Valentine’s Day shoppers.

“Ah. I see you’ve decided on that, Miss?” he asked as he moved to the register. He eyed the woman for a moment, noting the dual-toned hair colour and the gothic doll styled clothing. “That little stick you’re so interested in has been sitting here for ages. Give me an offer and it’s yours.”

He had no real idea what the stick really was. It had shown up in his pawn shop one day care of an older woman and that was that. She couldn’t remember what it was for, either. Maybe this girl with the long hair could use it as a hair accessory or something.

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lapisjumiknight:

“Well you’d be right about that notion… thankfully worrying about you doesn’t cause damage to my core, otherwise I’d probably be dead by now.” He huffed as he crossed his arms. Honestly. After everything they went through she didn’t want to bring him with her. And then she goes and tells him she could of used his help. Like that was supposed to help the situation. 

He sighed and relaxed his posture. “I’m not mad, Imu…. Just, annoyed and a little disappointed. But mainly just annoyed.”

Oh Imu, you’re lucky that he hasn’t sprouted grey hairs thanks to you. Fretting over a human like this. It’s unheard of! 

“Just promise me you’ll come ask for my help next time okay? I don’t care how  big or how small the task is or how dangerous. I want to be there to help you.” To be by your side.

He scratched the back of his head at the mention of getting his life here figured out. “A-ah… It’s not that easy… Being so young I never really had a chance to live a life of peace.. All I know is fighting and survival. I guess I could always become a city guard, but… It doesn’t sound that fulfilling.” He looked at Imu for a moment and shook his head. “Enough about me. What about you? What are your plans for the future now that things have finally calmed down?”

She felt bad, she really did. But after everything he went through with Pearl, the Jewel Thief and that Lord of Jewels, she didn’t really want to endanger his life. He already died once!

She offered a small smile in apology before nodding once. “I promise. Cross my heart and hope to cry... for a Jumi,” she added as emphasis. Might as well make a point with this.

She couldn’t help the giggle that escaped at his comment. Then he asked what she wanted to do and she froze. A blank stare crossed her face as she thought it over. What was she planning now? Had she ever even had a plan? Up until she’d helped Niccolo that first time, her life had been pretty standard. Then it had spiraled into helping one person after the other and well...

She shrugged a little. “I don’t know. I suppose being able to settle down would be nice.” Would be nicer with you, she added to herself as she smiled softly at him.  That thought brought up another question about him. She clasped her hands behind her back and bobbed on her heels a little. “I know you’re young for a Jumi, but do Jumi... do you eventually settle down and have a family? I’m not sure if there are cultural differences or anything...”

RP: Long time no see

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Curious people are always full of mana. Curious, gentle hands in a kind home are the best nests of mana that an artefact can happen upon and that was where it was. Aku had no idea what he was holding until, having finally gathered enough mana from the demon, the stick started to grow hot and glow a dazzling white. It floated out of the demon’s hands into the center of the room and changed shape, morphing into the silhouette of a woman. The silhouette shifted to include clothing and the light eventually died down as the woman settled on her feet. The stick she appeared from had settled itself on the right side of her head as a sort of hair decoration.

The first thing that came to her mind was that this wasn’t her home. It was someone’s home, certainly, but it wasn’t the place that she called home. Then she saw the man across from her. She wasn’t really sure why, but he made her think of someone she knew... but that moment wasn’t the time for that.

“...Where am I?”

RP: One man’s junk

@akumatsuno

From the side of the road, a voice called out, “Hey! Hey! Free, uh, stick thing to anyone who wants it!” Brandishing a distinctively painted but otherwise plain stick with no apparent use was an old hobo, sitting on his coat and waving the small thing around. “Free to a good home, I don’t even want anything for it! …I don’t even know what it is!“ 

He puts it down in front of him and stares at it, almost like he’s trying to figure out what it was for. He’d had it for a while now, but he had no idea what to do with it, since his dog didn’t seem keen on chasing it.

"Hey!” he calls out again, waving down a passing man in a black hoodie. “This, uh, thing could make a great gift! All you gotta do is like, drill holes in it and it could be a flute! Do a guy a favour would ya?”

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Imu’s eyes widened at the familiar sight happening before her. The clasp that had been in her hands a moment ago began to heat up and glow bright and, as she watched speechlessly morphed before her eyes like all the artefacts she’d found back home.

The difference was that this was no place, but a person. As the light died away and the clasp returned to its rightful place, Imu could only stare with a slacked jaw. There, as though he’d walked through her front door, stood Elazul.

“Whoa, calm down Elazul.” Okay, so maybe that wasn’t quite the way to say that. He was reacting almost the same way she had at first, except that he had someone to shake. Imu had simply stared at the cactus before running out into her backyard to see if Trent, her speaking fruit-bearing tree was alright. Even he could tell that something was different, just by the soil.

“Calm down,” she said again as she placed her hands on his and stood up from the chair. Looking up, she locked eyes with him for a moment. “I can’t answer all of those questions, Elazul. But if you calm down, I can answer some of them. Okay?”

RP: Familiar

@lapisjumiknight

“Well, I guess I can’t complain too much, huh?” she asked aloud, glancing at the small cactus that sat in a pot in a corner of the room.

Her view was breathtaking, a nearby mountain peak framed it with a city in the distance, but i was very unfamiliar. All she could remember was earthquakes and the like before everything went white. The next thing she knew, here she was in this strange place. All she’d gathered from the city was a few small, but crucial things. First, that this wasn’t Fa’Diel, and secondly that she could somehow understand the dialect.

On her way home, she’d wandered instead into what she could only assume was a junkyard, even though it was far less colourful than the one back home. There, amidst the trash and the broken objects, she found a clip. It looked so much like his that all she could was cling to it and run home, tears stinging her eyes. It had been sitting on the table since she’d cleaned it off.

She wandered back down the stairs to the small dining room, listening as above her Li'l Cactus moved to scribble in its journal. Imu sat down at one of the wooden chairs and gingerly picked up the gaudy clip, running her fingers along the designs. If only it was you…

“Elazul…”

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A quick sketch of Elazul and Heroine from Legend of Mana (1999).

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“Love is power. Give it to another and you will bring bliss. Friends, criminals, strangers, and even yourself. All is reborn when you forgive, love, and understand.”

Pokiehl (Legend of Mana)

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Oh good, he was there. She skipped the last few steps and stopped in front of him, all smiles. Was he being a smart ass? Is that what she was hearing? Eh, it wasn’t really him if he wasn’t being a worrywart. She waved off the question about trouble with a flick of her hand. She could handle herself.

“You do too!” Chirping cheerfully, she shifted her weight to one leg as she listened to him talk. It was nice to hear him speak more, so she kept her mouth shut to hear his voice properly. Clear as crystal... or lapis, I guess. 

“Ah...” Her wandering thoughts  had started to linger on that handsome face of his when he apologized. Even his awkward expressions were nice looking. It just wasn’t fair! Fiddling with the hem of her dress, Imu bit her lip a little before finally speaking up. “Y-You don’t have to apologize, Elazul. You’re allowed to talk, and besides... If I was you, I’d probably be bored too, after everything you went through.”

“And...” she tried to lean herself into his averted gaze as she spoke, “ I think I should be apologizing... I know I probably worried you when we stopped communicating. Sorry about that...”

Looking back, she could have probably used the help. She’d had a golem with her, of course, but there was nothing quite like fighting with someone... well, with someone who could think. “I probably could have used the backup, so I understand if you’re mad at me for going off to the Mana Tree alone...” 

“I just...” A sigh. “I just thought that maybe you’d want to get your life here in order. I’m not here to take you away from your own people...” He probably wants to settle down with someone or something, so I sure wouldn’t want to get him killed...

RP: Long time no see

@lapisjumiknight

Clogs made the oddest sound on gems. That was always the first thing she noticed whenever she wandered the Bejeweled City. You must hear me coming a mile away… she thought as she wandered the long paths that made up the outside edge of the city.

She was there because one of her letters had finally received a response. Following her little escapade to save the Mana Tree and restore mana to the world, she’d sent a few letters to see how Elazul, the lapis lazuli jumi knight and her friend, was doing. He’d sounded relieved to know that she’d made it out in one piece (and annoyed that she’d gone alone), but his replies were mostly off-handed and seemed almost rushed, like he was busy. Imu wasn’t one to push people though, so she let it slide and slowly pestered now and then about seeing him.

Eventually one reply simply read ’Sure.’ and she was out the door in an instant.

As she got close to what could only be called the courtyard, she sped up. She closed the remaining distance at a run, moving to where she could see many gathered jumi including, she hoped, Elazul.

“Elazul!”

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RP: Familiar

@lapisjumiknight

“Well, I guess I can’t complain too much, huh?” she asked aloud, glancing at the small cactus that sat in a pot in a corner of the room.

Her view was breathtaking, a nearby mountain peak framed it with a city in the distance, but i was very unfamiliar. All she could remember was earthquakes and the like before everything went white. The next thing she knew, here she was in this strange place. All she’d gathered from the city was a few small, but crucial things. First, that this wasn’t Fa’Diel, and secondly that she could somehow understand the dialect.

On her way home, she’d wandered instead into what she could only assume was a junkyard, even though it was far less colourful than the one back home. There, amidst the trash and the broken objects, she found a clip. It looked so much like his that all she could was cling to it and run home, tears stinging her eyes. It had been sitting on the table since she'd cleaned it off.

She wandered back down the stairs to the small dining room, listening as above her Li'l Cactus moved to scribble in its journal. Imu sat down at one of the wooden chairs and gingerly picked up the gaudy clip, running her fingers along the designs. If only it was you...

"Elazul..."

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RP: Long time no see

@lapisjumiknight

Clogs made the oddest sound on gems. That was always the first thing she noticed whenever she wandered the Bejeweled City. You must hear me coming a mile away... she thought as she wandered the long paths that made up the outside edge of the city.

She was there because one of her letters had finally received a response. Following her little escapade to save the Mana Tree and restore mana to the world, she'd sent a few letters to see how Elazul, the lapis lazuli jumi knight and her friend, was doing. He'd sounded relieved to know that she'd made it out in one piece (and annoyed that she’d gone alone), but his replies were mostly off-handed and seemed almost rushed, like he was busy. Imu wasn't one to push people though, so she let it slide and slowly pestered now and then about seeing him.

Eventually one reply simply read 'Sure.' and she was out the door in an instant.

As she got close to what could only be called the courtyard, she sped up. She closed the remaining distance at a run, moving to where she could see many gathered jumi including, she hoped, Elazul.

"Elazul!"

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RP: One man’s junk

@akumatsuno

From the side of the road, a voice called out, "Hey! Hey! Free, uh, stick thing to anyone who wants it!" Brandishing a distinctively painted but otherwise plain stick with no apparent use was an old hobo, sitting on his coat and waving the small thing around. "Free to a good home, I don't even want anything for it! ...I don't even know what it is!" 

He puts it down in front of him and stares at it, almost like he's trying to figure out what it was for. He'd had it for a while now, but he had no idea what to do with it, since his dog didn't seem keen on chasing it.

"Hey!" he calls out again, waving down a passing man in a black hoodie. "This, uh, thing could make a great gift! All you gotta do is like, drill holes in it and it could be a flute! Do a guy a favour would ya?"

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[I seem to be all good. Like/reblog for a starter and I’ll hit you up for some planning!]

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Character meme

[Stolen from @lapisjumiknight​]

FULL NAME: Imu GENDER & SEXUALITY: Female, Heteromantic/sexual ETHNICITY & SPECIES: Fa’Dielan, Human BIRTHPLACE & BIRTHDATE: Domina City, [date translated into Earth’s Nov 23rd] GUILTY PLEASURES: Binge-eating sweets and really long bubble baths PHOBIAS: Letting someone down, thunder WHAT THEY WOULD BE INFAMOUS FOR: Collecting junk [i.e: artefacts] WHAT HAVE THEY/WOULD THEY HAVE GOTTEN ARRESTED FOR: Possession of a weapon CHARACTER YOU SHIP THEM WITH: Elazul, usually. Tumblr-wise could be anyone. CHARACTER MOST LIKELY TO MURDER THEM: A lot of people, for various reasons. FAVORITE BOOK GENRE: Romance, gardening. LEAST FAVORITE BOOK CLICHÉ: Tragedies, everyone dies, the protagonist dies. TALENTS OR POWERS: Quick learner, smithing, instrument making, golem making, gardening, animal husbandry, organ playing WHY SOMEONE MIGHT LOVE THEM: Pretty, friendly, caring, helpful, optimistic WHY SOMEONE MIGHT HATE THEM:  Stubborn, sometimes tactless HOW THEY CHANGE:  She is always willing to give someone the benefit of the doubt. If that chance proves to have been a good decision, consider yourself friends. If you turn out to be bad, she'll never trust you again. WHY YOU LOVE THEM:  Her design is neat, what few character traits you get are loveable, and yeah...