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"of course you're not! that'd be so silly right? being made out of fire like some....elemental!" she giggled nervously. while she trusted bloom way more than she trusted others, there was still a lot she hadn't really confessed to the girl about. she wanted to, she really did...but it was so confusing trying to figure out who could handle the truth and be cool and who would just....cast her aside.

she followed bloom out the door and took a deep breath the moment they were out in the open. sometimes it just felt so good to...breathe through the paranoia. breaking things was a lot more fun though. "so...where to first? it's not too late or too early to do...anything, really."

smiling , gratitude twinkling in her eyes , bloom reached forward for the drink and eagerly brought the straw to her lips , sucking down a horrendously large gulp that sent an icy chill slithering down her spine . after she had swallowed , she laughed , lowering her voice to a playful whisper ; " that's because i control fire , pheebs . i'm not made of it . "

waving a hand at the other's offer to wait , the fae walking behind the counter and scooping up her tote with the straw still clamped between her teeth . " no , no — let's go . get me out of here , " she pleaded , gently poking phoebe's arm and urging her towards the door .

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"As if I asked you to care about my feelings at all!" Phoebe said, her voice raising for a moment. Glob, this guy was fucking infuriating. "Why would I want a picture of you? I don't fantasize about puny guys like you." He wasn't puny by any means, but he was getting under her skin enough to make her want to knock him down a few more pegs. Rolling her eyes she looked away from him as if he was the grossest guy she's ever seen. Not even close to the truth, but her pride didn't care. "And even if I did...you'd still be far from my type."

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Maddox's confident expression quickly turned into annoyance. He scoffed at her words and shook his head. "As if I fucking care about your feelings." He rolled his eyes then brought his drink to his lips and took a long sip. "And, for the record, a lot of people find me charming. Hmph." He turned his head away from her as his rage continued to boil. He took a deep inhale through his nose, steam threatening to escape his nostrils. "If you don't want me to talk then fine. By all means just stand there and stare. Take a picture while you're at it. That way you'll always have a reminder of me when you need one. Especially when you're alone." His smirk returned and there was a fire in his eyes. "Want me to pose?"

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phoebe nodded, holding out her iced coffee. "i don't know how you drink these things, but i got it just like you like it." the colder the drink, the more upset her stomach got. she just stuck with a hot tea for herself. "take your time. i can go take a seat and wait if you need me to. it's all chill."

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" oh — hey babe !! sorry , i'm literally about to clock out . we were annoyingly busy today and. . . nevermind . please tell me you got my iced matcha. . .?? i'm dying , pheebs . "

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Phoebe's face remained blank, except for her eyes that showed clear disdain. There was something compelling to Maddox as much as there was off-putting and it was honestly really annoying. Yes, she did want to leave because he was talking to her even more now and giving her attention. However, she stayed because she needed to understand what this feeling deep in the fires of her gut were about. She was partially afraid that if kept speaking as stupidly as he was, that she might fry his hair off. "You're charming? Since when?" she asked, serious as ever. "I'm not going to ditch...but you don't have to talk to me too much. I promise it won't hurt my feelings."

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Maddox was sat at the bar, chatting up some woman when his attention was caught by a voice that he knew well enough to know his night was going to take a different turn. His eyes looked up and caught hers, annoyance spreading over his face. He looked back to the girl he was flirting with, who now looked annoyed as well, before she got up and left. "Well, you were in my way. Now it seems that the only thing occupying my time is you." Maddox's brows scrunched together. The liquor in him made the anger within crackle like a flame. Phoebe was interesting and she could be fun, but Maddox knew she could bite back. "Maybe I need to remove myself. What's the rush to leave? Afraid you'll fall victim to my charms?" He smirked at her, knowing the comment might get him slapped but not caring because he was fairly drunk. "Lighten up, princess, and let me buy you a drink. You really going to ditch this early because you saw my handsome face?"

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phoebe shrugged. "i dunno. just think the universe conspires against me." it has since she was born. she really didn't know any other life. blinking at their words she nodded, understanding that she had no idea how cars were supposed to work. "psh. oh yeah! that makes more sense. i don't have anything to do that though."

at their questions she looked at them a little confused. wasn't there an elemental out there like that? surely there had to be on somewhere in evermore. maybe that wasn't common knowledge though. "it could be cool. but destructive too. especially if someone didn't know how to control it or it was emotion based.." that was from experience. "can't witches do that? i thought i've read about the kind that raise the dead...or maybe that was a movie..."

"often?" geez, even they wouldn't go as far as that. "why's that?" riley kept her gaze on the other person. hopping up onto the hood of their car, swinging their legs back and forth as the conversation continued. clearly she should have used a different wording, laughing at the misunderstanding. "i mean, maybe i should have spoken a bit more literally. i don't know if there's anyone who could jump my car without some sort of battery or something."

riley shifted awkwardly, her thoughts drifting away to what kinds of magical car wizards could exist if the universe allowed it. "wouldn't it be cool though? to have electricity powers or something? to just shock stuff to life whenever you wanted?"

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phoebe understood anger. her temper was her biggest vice and the source of a lot of her power. at least in regards to the more destructive nature of it. she understood that the littlest things could really be all it took to send someone over the edge. what she didn't understand how someone could look so angry and then just...not be. especially without physical violence to some degree.

she was curious though and even though she eyed the person in front of her with suspicion, she really did want to understand how someone had such...control over their emotions like that. "the world is often against me..." she said honestly, shrugging sheepishly. "magically jump your car? i'm afraid i'm not a wizard. i don't know what spell i could use."

location: parking lot (building utp!!) status: open for everybody!

grip tightening on her car key she ripped it from the ignition, it took everything in her not to chuck it out the open drivers side window. their car had once again failed to roar to life and she made a swift exit, slamming her door shut for dramatics. eyes meeting with the person across the way riley went red in the face, swallowing hard before they gave a goofy grin. "you ever have a day where you feel like the world is just totally against you? and if you haven't... are you an angel in disguise who can magically jump my car?"

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"oh, it's you," phoebe exclaimed, her tone neutral. there was something off about that maddox grimwood and she still couldn't place her finger on what it was. she was immune to the way girls seemed to flock to him and while there was a pull for her to speak to him, she did what she could to sever that pull. she had enough complications in life, she didn't need his weird energy too. "if i'm in your way i will happily remove myself. i was going to leave anyways."

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MUST you be an arsonist? MUST you set fire to ALL the things??

*sets you on fire for daring to ask me this*

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Flame Princess 🔥

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Phoebe Naar is based on Flame Princess from Adventure Time. She is a 26 year old fire demon, Rage Cage employee, and uses she/her pronouns. She has the power of fire manipulation. Phoebe is portrayed by Sarah Gustafsson.

it felt like the world was stacked against her since birth. her power being so destructive and intense that it outshined her father at a young age. she was too young to even know she was being exiled until she was brought back and put into the lantern prison that she would learn to accept as her home. how was she supposed to cope with the fact that her own father wanted her dead? how was she meant to exist when everything else around her wanted her flame to die out? it was a maddening upbringing.

there was also the fact that her father was pure evil and convinced that she was too. it was hard to overlook his claims when all she ever seemed to do was bring pain and destruction. she spent years in the lantern she was trapped in festering her anger, hardening her heart, and even though she could not fully harden it, her emotions were so off-balance that it only led to more destruction once she was out.

emotions. they were the bane of her existence and the only thing she knew about herself. she expressed them freely, letting the world burn around her even when she knew better because controlling herself has always been her biggest battle. she isn't the type to just let things go or not demand to be heard so when she is angry or hurt, everyone knows it. unfortunately those always seem to be her main two emotions.

she used to dream of a brave knight marching into the fire kingdom, standing up to her father, and whisking her away to better things. so when finn came into the picture she really thought all of that was going to happen. their connection was intense and foreign, so new and so pure but so, so, fragile. she put her all into him and trusted too easily and when he hurt her it cut deeper than anything she had ever known despite her trauma. her emotional outburst was so intense that any progress she had made to show she was more than an evil princess backfired and instead of putting in a fight, she exiled herself. if she was as evil as everyone around her was telling her, then she was going to make sure no one would ever see her again.

isolation wasn't so bad because it was a familiarity she was used to. when she was alone, she was safe and everyone around her didn't have to carry her burdens. it might have slowly ate at her, but she was strong and she wasn't going to let it dull her flame. she was alone, but she was free to live in peace.

phoebe can admit that she doesn't fully know what had gotten into herself when she decided to search for finn and jake with the others. she felt ooo shake, knew in her gut it was about finn, and just...reacted like she always did. ending up in evermore was a wildly confusing experience. not only did finn and jake just not remember her or anyone but she was once again trapped against her will. her body might not have been made of pure flames anymore but the fire inside of her was blazing as brightly as ever. all she could do was try to make the best of being a prisoner in this strange town that was absolutely nothing like anywhere she had ever been before.

at the same time....she wasn't in ooo. no one knew of the flame princess that destroyed everything she touched. she had a chance to start over, for the slate to be wiped clean. it was bittersweet to come to terms with. on one hand she could finally prove that she wasn't evil at heart and that she could do something good for the world but leaving everything she knew behind meant forgiving and forgetting and she was not the type to do as such. so much rage and anger and heartache burned in her every time she saw finn in passing, but she did her best to avoid him for the sake of her fresh start.

making connections with people is incredibly hard for her. she can be calm but her moods still swing so violently sometimes that sometimes she is harsh before she can control herself. she doesn't let other people really touch her in fear that she will accidentally hurt them despite her new body having a much cooler temperature. she's still hot to the touch and full of conflicting emotions, but she's doing her best to make friends and live her life.

she doesn't really sleep much. every time she falls into any kind of deep sleep she dreams of her father or of his voice whispering evil nothings to her until she destroys everything in her path. she runs on energy drinks and countless errands to keep her mind busy.

one of things she has found that really seems to keep her level-headed is music. she likes all kinds but really gravitates to rap music. she finds it fun and likes to write her own (but she would never ever share any of that with the world).

the rage cage feels like her home more than the little shab of a place she has for herself. a place where she can just unleash her feelings out and get praised for it? sounds too good to be true but it is real.

she is still trying to get the hang of things in evermore. her terminology is already bad because of how sheltered she was but now that she's not in ooo it's only gotten harder to keep up with slang or how society works.

she never really did food-food before, but now that she needs it, she kinda loves it. everything she eats is spicy to levels that should not be considered safe, but it's so yummy!

if there is two things phoebe cannot tolerate under any circumstances it is being made fun of or lied to. she will happily confront anyone with a fresh thirst of blood the moment she catches anyone doing either act. she doesn't think that makes her a bad person. she's been lied to and treated shitty her entire life, so sue her for not wanting that energy around her.

as much as she loves the rage cage, she wonders if it's enough sometimes. the fire burning in her loves destruction and while destroying a room is fun and safe...that fire always craves more. she's been doing a good job at keeping it down for now but...she wonders how much longer she can.

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