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“So you are my new roommate, I see. And it was Makoto, you said?” She was actually quite pleased with this. Who was to say how they would actually get along, but she had a feeling that they would have more in common than the last roommate she had. Perhaps the professor could even be of assistance in her studies. …If there was a proper educational system here. “I’m Raine. I’m a teacher–math, science, languages, basically everything. My special interest lies in history and archaeology.” She smiles warmly.
The half-elf stood beside the stove absently stirring a large stock pot with something odd bubbling inside. It seemed to be an attempt at making a soup, though something in the ingredients had turned it a purple color, full of seeds, root vegetables and swimming with coarsely chopped grasses. Three lemon halves floated in the concoction.
“Oh, please don’t pay any mind to this. I went foraging for some herbs and fruits earlier with interesting flavor profiles in this area. I’m trying to find a nice balance between a comforting, earthy winter soup, and the refreshing brightness of a cold summer fruit gazpacho.” How was that going? Not very well from the smell of it.
“That’s right.”
She bows politely after replying and straightens up quickly. Makoto hadn’t been that surprised when she had discovered a stranger in the house. There were two bedrooms after all. It would be an adjustment since she was used to living alone, but that wasn’t Raine’s fault. Truthfully, she had been hoping her roommate would be one of her friends, but she knew the chances of that were small.
“It’s nice to met you Miss.Raine. What grade do you teach?”
Makoto walks over to get a better look at whatever it is on the stove. The soup thing certainly seems..interesting. Grabbing the spoon and taking over to try to fix it would most likely go over horribly, but that smell!
“I could help you if you want? I cook all the time at home. I’ve always lived in the city though, so I’ve never been foraging. Are you recreating a specific dish with different ingredients substituted in?”
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moralmagic:
CLOSED starter for: @forloveandcourage starter call (open)
It’s a pretty peaceful day in a park somewhere in Techno Solar. There’s a few food trucks parked at the edges, readily serving anyone who may find themselves with a craving during their nature walk. Wilder was no exception, his curiosity piqued when he saw a particular vendor selling dippin’ dots, which certainly wasn’t a thing back in his own world. (At least, not to his knowledge.)
He approaches the truck to get one, and walks away holding two separate containers. One was free, so he figured he may as well accept it. Scanning the area for an empty bench, Wilder finds that there aren’t any. However, there is a free spot next to a girl whose face he’s never seen before. Assuring himself that she appears friendly enough to approach (otherwise he would have opted to not sit down at all), Wilder walks towards her, doing his best to not reveal his nervous nature.
As he greeting, Wilder shows the stranger both his icecreams–one strawberry cheesecake, the other rainbow.
“Hey there! Um, want one?”
“The vendor over there said I get an extra one with every purchase, but I eat like a bird; one’s enough for me. Not to mention it’d melt before I got around to it.”
She had decided to take advantage of the bench and rest her legs for a moment while eating earlier. Makoto’s pretty sure that the sandwich was safe to eat, even if she wasn’t able to tell what was in it. Most of the people she’d seen as far had seemed human, and getting rescued from the world ending only for it all to be in vain because the food wasn’t safe for humans would be pathetic.
She began to look over when she heard footsteps. The man who’d walked over didn’t seem like he was looking for a fight or anything.
“Hello! That’s nice of you to offer. If you’re sure, I’ll take whatever flavor you don’t want.”
She wasn’t able to recognize that food either, but it was probably safe as well.
“My name’s Makoto Kino.”
#moralmagic#//fun fact: according to the dippin dots wiki page they weren't sold in Japan until after her canon point#//so she doesn't know what they are either
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// my internet let me post one thing the other day and then stopped working for no reason, let’s hope today isn’t a repeat performance
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Closed starter for @graveresemblance
Makoto hadn’t thought about what it would be like to go shopping in a different world. So far it has been normal. And that dress looked like it would actually fit her. She’d better grab it quickly - who knows how tall people could get in other universes?
“Oh, I’m sorry. I wasn’t paying attention to my surroundings.”
She looked down at her feet. Usually she was more aware than that. Usagi must have rubbed off on her. And now she was going to be known as the rude girl, again.
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This is a permanent starter call/rules page. So if you want a stater, like this post and read the rules under the cut! I promise there’s not that many.
I don’t do established relationships. Second or third meetings are fine.
Makoto is a minor. I won’t be writing smut
I probably don’t have to say this, but no godmodding.
Please tag any pictures of gore.
Like it says in the description, terfs/exclusionist dni. The mun is nonbinary and aroace. Why would you want to?
I am indie friendly but I’m also going to be picky and group blogs take first priority. I’ll tag it as #nonchronorp so others can blacklist it.
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Makoto Kino, Bishojo Senshi Sailor Moon
A Chronolium affiliated rp blog
Extrovert disguised as an introvert
Always ready to throw hands
Who decided you had to choose between being nice or going apeshit
If you visit her house there is a 90% chance you’ll leave with food
Reincarnated alien princess
Mom friend ™
Got her soul ripped out and died once. It’s fine, she got better.
Fighting evil by moonlight and daylight. Failing to win love at anytime of day. Not for lack of trying.
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