The Puppet
@dendr0brium.bsky.social
Multi-muse RP account | MDNI | Unless otherwise specified, the default/main muse is the one in the icon.
Current default: OC - Caspian Lafitte (https://clovxby.wordpress.com/caspian-josse-lafitte/)
Current default: OC - Caspian Lafitte (https://clovxby.wordpress.com/caspian-josse-lafitte/)
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she saw in the distance a silhouette of something—or someone.
"Was that you?" she asked as soon as she caught sight of the other, waving her arm.
she saw in the distance a silhouette of something—or someone.
"Was that you?" she asked as soon as she caught sight of the other, waving her arm.
September 3, 2025 at 11:11 AM
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she saw in the distance a silhouette of something—or someone.
"Was that you?" she asked as soon as she caught sight of the other, waving her arm.
she saw in the distance a silhouette of something—or someone.
"Was that you?" she asked as soon as she caught sight of the other, waving her arm.
𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚 stood upright where she was, blinking once as she caught the voice. She looked around. She saw no one, but the direction whence the voice came was quite clear.
As such, the Traveler made her way there in careful strides, until at last,
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As such, the Traveler made her way there in careful strides, until at last,
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September 3, 2025 at 11:11 AM
𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚 stood upright where she was, blinking once as she caught the voice. She looked around. She saw no one, but the direction whence the voice came was quite clear.
As such, the Traveler made her way there in careful strides, until at last,
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As such, the Traveler made her way there in careful strides, until at last,
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"Good morning," she greeted the younger woman—as she would greet anyone else, any other morning.
"Good morning," she greeted the younger woman—as she would greet anyone else, any other morning.
September 3, 2025 at 5:00 AM
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"Good morning," she greeted the younger woman—as she would greet anyone else, any other morning.
"Good morning," she greeted the younger woman—as she would greet anyone else, any other morning.
|| he's not /from/ Wutai per se, he was just there for a bit—
August 26, 2025 at 11:34 PM
|| he's not /from/ Wutai per se, he was just there for a bit—
|| ...this post made me realize I could actually write my Claudia's husband on a multimuse acct...
August 26, 2025 at 10:49 AM
|| ...this post made me realize I could actually write my Claudia's husband on a multimuse acct...
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(A slight narrowing of the eyes. He had heard this line before, but when he'd asked the same question, the answer was not a pleasant one.)
(A slight narrowing of the eyes. He had heard this line before, but when he'd asked the same question, the answer was not a pleasant one.)
August 26, 2025 at 5:33 AM
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(A slight narrowing of the eyes. He had heard this line before, but when he'd asked the same question, the answer was not a pleasant one.)
(A slight narrowing of the eyes. He had heard this line before, but when he'd asked the same question, the answer was not a pleasant one.)
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the vampire lord had done away with all his resources long ago, such that whatever knowledge his own world had would die with him—when, or if, that happened.)
Change, for what purpose?
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the vampire lord had done away with all his resources long ago, such that whatever knowledge his own world had would die with him—when, or if, that happened.)
Change, for what purpose?
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August 26, 2025 at 5:33 AM
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the vampire lord had done away with all his resources long ago, such that whatever knowledge his own world had would die with him—when, or if, that happened.)
Change, for what purpose?
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the vampire lord had done away with all his resources long ago, such that whatever knowledge his own world had would die with him—when, or if, that happened.)
Change, for what purpose?
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When one has existed for as long as he has, roaming in the mortal world, one has got to change things up once in a while.
As for 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉—Caspian had long been dealing in and out of it. To prevent his less conscionable descendants from doing something disastrous with it,
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When one has existed for as long as he has, roaming in the mortal world, one has got to change things up once in a while.
As for 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉—Caspian had long been dealing in and out of it. To prevent his less conscionable descendants from doing something disastrous with it,
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August 26, 2025 at 5:33 AM
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When one has existed for as long as he has, roaming in the mortal world, one has got to change things up once in a while.
As for 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉—Caspian had long been dealing in and out of it. To prevent his less conscionable descendants from doing something disastrous with it,
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When one has existed for as long as he has, roaming in the mortal world, one has got to change things up once in a while.
As for 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉—Caspian had long been dealing in and out of it. To prevent his less conscionable descendants from doing something disastrous with it,
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But those strands were not his.
The very 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑒 he wore—was not his.
He had only generated it; in a sense, it was 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍 insofar as one's senses were concerned. However, none of it was 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒆.
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But those strands were not his.
The very 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑒 he wore—was not his.
He had only generated it; in a sense, it was 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍 insofar as one's senses were concerned. However, none of it was 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒆.
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August 26, 2025 at 5:33 AM
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But those strands were not his.
The very 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑒 he wore—was not his.
He had only generated it; in a sense, it was 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍 insofar as one's senses were concerned. However, none of it was 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒆.
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But those strands were not his.
The very 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑒 he wore—was not his.
He had only generated it; in a sense, it was 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍 insofar as one's senses were concerned. However, none of it was 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒆.
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She only called out once. If she heard a reply, or a reaction of some sort, she would likely go in that direction.
She only called out once. If she heard a reply, or a reaction of some sort, she would likely go in that direction.
August 25, 2025 at 10:55 AM
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She only called out once. If she heard a reply, or a reaction of some sort, she would likely go in that direction.
She only called out once. If she heard a reply, or a reaction of some sort, she would likely go in that direction.
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And if her interpretation was accurate to some degree, there must be some crisis waiting for her to discover, lives that hopefully could be saved.
Standing in the middle of nowhere (or so it seemed), the Traveler looked around.
"Anybody here?"
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And if her interpretation was accurate to some degree, there must be some crisis waiting for her to discover, lives that hopefully could be saved.
Standing in the middle of nowhere (or so it seemed), the Traveler looked around.
"Anybody here?"
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August 25, 2025 at 10:55 AM
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And if her interpretation was accurate to some degree, there must be some crisis waiting for her to discover, lives that hopefully could be saved.
Standing in the middle of nowhere (or so it seemed), the Traveler looked around.
"Anybody here?"
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And if her interpretation was accurate to some degree, there must be some crisis waiting for her to discover, lives that hopefully could be saved.
Standing in the middle of nowhere (or so it seemed), the Traveler looked around.
"Anybody here?"
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She must have been summoned to a different world. At least, that was how 𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚 interpreted it—there was no reason, and she had no basis, to interpret it as anything else.
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August 25, 2025 at 10:55 AM
She must have been summoned to a different world. At least, that was how 𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚 interpreted it—there was no reason, and she had no basis, to interpret it as anything else.
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—— Claudia; @flowermerchant2.bsky.social
Previously, Claudia had met someone at a train station whose name she later learned was Aerith—who, as represented to the older woman, was one of her son's friends. Of course, Claudia didn't know much about her son's life as it was now.
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Previously, Claudia had met someone at a train station whose name she later learned was Aerith—who, as represented to the older woman, was one of her son's friends. Of course, Claudia didn't know much about her son's life as it was now.
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August 25, 2025 at 10:53 AM
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It was a good day.
Claudia smiled to herself, squinting slightly at the shine of the sun, and returned to the tasks at hand after just a glimpse: arranging the flowers she had just gotten. Not locally, of course.
It was a good day.
Claudia smiled to herself, squinting slightly at the shine of the sun, and returned to the tasks at hand after just a glimpse: arranging the flowers she had just gotten. Not locally, of course.
August 25, 2025 at 10:52 AM
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It was a good day.
Claudia smiled to herself, squinting slightly at the shine of the sun, and returned to the tasks at hand after just a glimpse: arranging the flowers she had just gotten. Not locally, of course.
It was a good day.
Claudia smiled to herself, squinting slightly at the shine of the sun, and returned to the tasks at hand after just a glimpse: arranging the flowers she had just gotten. Not locally, of course.
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She only got bits and pieces, little glimpses into it from time to time.
And so when she saw this young woman who looked vaguely familiar but not quite, she blinked, not quite sure if it was a face she should recognize.
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She only got bits and pieces, little glimpses into it from time to time.
And so when she saw this young woman who looked vaguely familiar but not quite, she blinked, not quite sure if it was a face she should recognize.
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August 25, 2025 at 10:52 AM
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She only got bits and pieces, little glimpses into it from time to time.
And so when she saw this young woman who looked vaguely familiar but not quite, she blinked, not quite sure if it was a face she should recognize.
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She only got bits and pieces, little glimpses into it from time to time.
And so when she saw this young woman who looked vaguely familiar but not quite, she blinked, not quite sure if it was a face she should recognize.
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