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|| 30+ || MDNI || Literate and descriptive account || #Parody. || #BSkyRP || #ArcaneRP ||

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"When a moth emerges from its chrysalis, does it remember its life as a caterpillar?"

🩰: New to character
🩰: MV and OC's welcomed and loved
🩰: MDNI || N(SFW) for mature and possibly triggering situations.

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[ #BSkyRP][ #MVRP ][ #LOLRP ]

Penned by #VforVixen
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RP profile

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Name: Hwei Lukai
Age: 33
Occupation: Artist
Specialty: Ink Magic

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Hooks

♱ Short & long term RP
♱ Comfort, Flirting, Casual
♱ Attacks, Drama, psychological

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c - bichhoan1997
October 9, 2025 at 2:12 PM
Though he could no longer feel emotion, the attempt worked, she recognized what he was trying to offer and it eased her worries and fears. She was calming down and able to think clearer.

Ori tilted her head back upon the tap to offer a smile up at him. "I would like to keep what work my father —
August 9, 2025 at 2:19 PM
The beauty and power of dance no matter the kind. Freestyle, ballet, ballroom, it's all an art that can take years to perfect. It's all thanks to her father and that first music box she received. The spinning ballerina that played a soft tune had her hooked.

Unlike before where she barely had —
August 8, 2025 at 3:29 PM
There was some hesitancy however she allowed the reconnection and that smile though small returned. Her eyes glistened and parts of her mourned for a life lost, chances erased and memories halted.

In its place was seeming immortality— a once in a lifetime chance to make a difference bigger —
August 7, 2025 at 6:08 AM
“Of course,” she murmured and reached out to pat the top of Jinx’s shoulder. “First thing though.” Her tone was light and playful yet held a serious undertone.

The problem with being unconscious for a long period of time is the urge to stay up past a reasonable hour. It’s around this time that —
August 7, 2025 at 3:07 AM
She blinks a few times before a smile of her own crossed her lips. She responds in a curtesy with a little bow of her head and places her hand within his.

“Why, I’d love to.” It didn’t matter at the end of the day. All that mattered was the fun that was about to be had.

She took —
August 7, 2025 at 3:01 AM
There’s little feet prints along the inside as they travel around the face of the clock. At every hour it plays the Swans Theme from Swan Lake. There’s a tiny little button on the side of the watch that will deactivate it should he not want to listen to it.

Knuckles gently knock on wood and a —
August 5, 2025 at 6:05 PM
Reposted by ⊶𝕺𝖗𝖎𝖆𝖓𝖓𝖆⊷
they took the credit for your second symphony
rewritten by machine on new technology
and now i understand the problems you could see
August 5, 2025 at 4:47 PM
“Yeah! I thought that was very you plus no one will ever see it coming. You’ll always have the last laugh so to speak.”

Giggles left Orianna as she watched the absolute glee from Jinx. THIS is what it was about.

“Of course we can. We can make a slot just for that. It’ll be great!” With one —
August 5, 2025 at 12:29 AM
"I understand." She knew and understood but it was still nice to hear it be spoke aloud. "I won't ever leave, don't worry. I've been hoping to work more by your side once this whole thing is behind us actually." Once she has the answers she's seeking.

There's still so much she wants to do but —
August 4, 2025 at 4:31 PM
"Hmm?" She lifted her gaze and brought her hands back out though slower this time around. There's a nod and a tiny little smile at the mention of her father.

"Yes, that's right. I am one of the greatest achievement's in all of his work. He made me up to be like a spinning ballerina in a music —
August 4, 2025 at 2:54 PM
"I know you worry about me." She began while gazing up at him, eyes clouded with her own worry for him and yet, they also shone with the love she had for him.

This was the man responsible for bringing her back even if he did have help there's nothing that would make her leave him forever. —
August 4, 2025 at 2:43 PM
🎶 You've got a friend in me, you've got a friend in me. You've got troubles and I've got them too. There isn't anything I wouldn't do for you..

.. And as the years go by our friendship will never die.. you've got a friend in me. 🎶
August 4, 2025 at 3:20 AM
It reacted to his touch immediately. It whirred and spun around him a few times before coming to float in its original place. Her voice quiet and unsure if she was in trouble or not.

“It’s.. my newest little invention. It’s a little bot made to stay by my side and aid me should I need it. —
August 3, 2025 at 10:36 PM
“You wish,” she teased back while wrapping her own arms around the taller young woman. When she pulled back she tapped the tip of her pencil off in the margin of her paper.

“I can’t wait to see what you come up with then!” She hummed and nodding over towards Jinx glad that she liked the —
August 3, 2025 at 7:25 PM
What a smile, a real genuine smile much like the one she gives her father, is spread on her face. Some giggles leave her as her gaze moves from the paper to watch her friend. “Yeah! Of very many.”

Inside is a little keychain with that same sparrow and on the back are the words ‘my best friend —
August 3, 2025 at 2:28 PM
She's stayed out of the way today—mostly— and has been reading and sketching.
August 3, 2025 at 3:51 AM
“No, not since I’ve been up and around, I haven’t. I’ve.. been busy catching up.” She mentions with a small smile now and a breathy exhale, a laugh, reminiscing.

“You have..? Well..” there’s a pause and a furrowing of her brow. She’s deep in thought and contemplation. “I have always wanted to —
August 3, 2025 at 1:48 AM
“Yeah! Take a peek now! There’s plenty more for you to discover later anyway.” She says excitedly and practically buzzes with excitement.

The pencil wiggles within her fingers and she nods slowly then the tip of the pencil is back to the paper. A few simple strokes show a little sparrow with —
August 3, 2025 at 1:09 AM
“Deal,” she said and lifted her pinky up to loop it with his. Pinky promises hold more weight to her anyway.

She will do nothing, nothing, to go away from her father. She loves him dearly and with her next chance at life she’ll be more careful. Making up for lost time is something she cares —
August 3, 2025 at 12:57 AM
A neat little box is left for @whattheyfear.bsky.social. It’s wrapped with a neat golden bow and inside is an ornately made pocket watch. It’s small and silver with a single little sparrow etched atop it.
August 3, 2025 at 12:46 AM
She huffed softly as everyone she could seem to think of whether she’s heard it from those closest to her passing by or from her pure memory seemed to not be a good fit.

When confronted— no — when it was brought to her attention that she still separated the two peoples her hands immediately —
August 2, 2025 at 12:07 AM
Don’t get her wrong, she’s used to things similar to this just not when it’s happening to her. She has heard tales of what her father does with her experimentations and solutions— she’s the biggest experiment yet— along with his most precious one.

But this feeling was unlike anything else. —
August 1, 2025 at 9:41 PM
“Perhaps we don’t need everyone to be on one singular connection? Isn’t there a way to make everyone independent while still giving them the peace?”

With his hands now before her she inspects them closer. Her fingers slowly go over them and she notices how the runes glow when they’re near. She —
August 1, 2025 at 6:26 PM