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Posted: Tue Mar 06, 2018 7:37 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 06, 2018 7:53 pm
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Chiara Moteku
It was a promotion! And with promotions there just had to be a celebration! The blueblood, Chiara, had reserved a nice back room of a classy restaurant just for this occasion. The room was excessively decorated in balloons, banners, streamers, and all sorts of party decorations. There was a table off to the side laden with gifts in colorful wrappings, bows far larger and more sparkly than they needed to be and tissue paper so carefully arranged to look messy. The banners all had Apibom's name on them. The yellowblood's color was elegantly included in every decoration, even a yellow colored carpet walkway. At the door were several nice dressed waiter trolls holding party poppers at the ready, for as soon as Apibom walked through that door. Yep, it was perfect. Chiara wanted Apibom to really feel it. She was proud of the little yellowblood, and what better way to express it in an ironically excessive way.
nepsah Tell me if you want me to add more <3 It is kinda a short intro...
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Posted: Mon May 07, 2018 9:12 pm
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Api gave a small nervous laugh, deciding to go ahead and drink some of the champagne to hopefully take the edge off of their nerves. Oh, gross... This stuff was not very good but they'd just have to try and enjoy it anyway. They sat across from Chiara, and uttered a quiet thank you to the waiter before they left. "Oh, well..." Now wasn't that a difficult question to answer. What did make them happy?
They poked at their food a little, using it as an excuse to mull the question over. They'd done a lot of thinking since the latest space explorations and... well... "I'd... like to make a mark." They spoke slowly, carefully. They hadn't really expressed this to anyone else just yet. Only to Fluff and she always shot them down. "You know, be valuable? Important...?" The trouble was figuring out how to be those things. "Ah, that's probably really vague... I thought I knew how I wanted to do it which was why I entered that contest, but I'm not sure that's the way to do it anymore." They shrugged a little, deciding to sip some more of the champagne.
"But it does make me happy to be useful."
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2018 11:11 am
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Chiara Moteku
Chiara rested her hand on her chin as she listened. Once Apibom finished she tapped the nails of her other hand on the table. Chiara did that hair flip thing as she mused over what to say to the yellowblood, her eyes looking over the decorations and presents. "Well..." She started slowly, contemplating Apibom's words.
"Isent that what everyone wants?" The blueblood said with faint smile. She sighed, running a hand through her hair. She was staring off as she thought about Apibom, about what she could really offer them, about what she herself wanted, what she could even offer someone.
"Well, I cant say that i can make you the biggest star on Alternia. I wont lie and say you can be anything you want to be. This is Alternia, not a wonderland." She sighed, the truth wasn't exactly to her liking either. "If you want, you can make a difference here. You can become something, someone, that does things, actually accomplishes things." Her look grew serious. "Its not hero work. There are tough decisions. Decisions that don't end in a right or wrong, but make things happen."
She tilted her head to the side, her usual smile back on. "But, fear not, you will be important here."
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2018 7:30 pm
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They chewed at their lip a little... yes, that was a common desire, but... the difference between them and a lot of trolls that desired it was that they had the drive to actually do it. Or at least, that's what they hoped. "I guess... though I have run into some that would just rather get by." They chuckled a little. "I don't... I don't necessarily want that, you know?" Stardom, that was. They poked at their food some more, trying to think of the words they wanted to use.
"I guess, I'm coming to realize that maybe grandiose dreams are for wrigglers and maybe it's more important to be relevant to the trolls you're closest to instead. But at the same time I want to be remembered, as having made some kind of difference. An impact, of some sort." This was awfully vulnerable, and probably didn't have anything to do with what Chiara had originally asked them. They sighed, shrugging with a sort of nonchalant grin as they shook their head. "It's silly stuff. I know that you've been my sole supporter from the get-go, from before I ever did anything big, and I want to help you. So... whatever it is you ask of me, I'll do my best."
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