Art Nouveau Pendant, 1905.

Spectacular Antique Diamond Necklace Which Has Three Detachable Star Brooches/Pendants

"Great!" Rennoh went to examine the spider lilies, and then the soil. He was careful, as if listening to the actual plant's needs.

"Your home is lovely, Soldan. Earth is definitely different."

Soldan seems to busy gardening, since Spring started and she's bought a few flowers that are in season. A few sunflower seeds planted carefully, some Lavender and Star Liliies to add in.

He had to think fast... Capell aimed his rifle for one of the more rambunctious bandits, nailing a shot right on the buttock.

"OW BEEEEEESS!!!!" the Bandit shrieked

"KILL BEES HONEY FOR MEEEE! OW OW OWWW BOLD BASTARD"

"SLAP DEATH SPLATTER BACK"

Capell kept shooting vaccines, making the bandits panic and then scream about... ...The color of the fletchings in the darts and fighting.'

"I WANT THE PINK PRETTY ONE"

"HER NAMES COTTON CANDY"

On Call

@adam--bomb

It was a more complex mission, but Aurora Lark III didn't just serve Trolls.

However, this planet, Pandora... It was a unique challenge in danger levels.

A respiratory illness was detected and determined dangerous, so the Aurora Lark III's scientists and doctors crafted vaccines. It was just getting the vaccines into the patients...

Bandits rarely came looking for anything other than a fight. Capturing them would be dangerous and unethical.

So the safest bet now... Darting them, as well as working on food-based vaccines.

If only there was a local doctor who could give insight before the powderkeg blew...

Capell Legato aimed his air rifle at a few Bandits that were carrying on in their usual way. It was then he noticed they were *after something*.

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“Have you heard? Lone Moon’s veil will be thin enough soon! It means I can finally see the waking world! Maybe I’ll find my brother!”

(lone-moon-pierrot) "Ah, Soldan! You, uh.." Stelle stepped out in a pressed, lily white Pierrot outfit. She was holding the cap in her hands, her makeup not yet done. "Hi, um, I made a new outfit."

"Hm? Ah, Hiya Stelle! That's really well made outfit, I currently have one in progress! Taking my time with it though, I want to make ssure detailss aren't russhed."

The Párisi Udvar in Budapest, Hungary. Arcade/department store/ galleria built 1907-1913, in a mix of styles- venetian gothic, orientalism, jugendstil, renaissance.

(Picrew Credit)

Multimuse, canon divergent and expanding Homestuck OC RP blog

Penned by the-composite-doll, activity depending on threads and energy levels.

(picrew here)

Your name is Rennoh Cadrea, and you are just 8 Sweeps old.

Your interests are related to nature, particularly foraging in the Wilderwood.

You have lived as an orphan in this rural village in Harmonus, though you spent your formative years under the care of an Imperial Drone called Acer.  You had helped him revive an ancient crystallized blood sample, creating a baby grub sister.  You knew, though, that they were safest on Lone Moon.  You miss them.  The sound of your Bell is soothing, and calls back to a lost ancestry.

It was for the best.  After all, you know your Classpect is likely fatal, should too many Sessions kill the Tree That Holds All.

Your blood color is no one’s business.  That’s rude to ask. [He is a purple blood]

Your village has no Internet, so you don’t have a Trolltag.  Bummer.

You noticed your village seems to be full of Blood Poachers…

"Could you tell me more? It's all right, this is your dream after all." Stelle looked around, "It is lovely, but cold here..."

Open RP

The Lone Moon was lustrous in its ocean of sky. Stelle stood at a long pool of still water, gazing into the deep blue. Gilded fish swam about, some bobbing up at the surface.

The Pierrot Troll picked up an ivory dish, laden with pellets. She tossed pellets to the water, watching as the lazy fish sprang to life.

It was lonely here. Were there Dreamers out to see her?

Stella gazed around, seeing what else could be noticed. She didn't touch anything. "Are you and Her Majesty close, Your Excellency? I ask to gain context."

Open RP

The Lone Moon was lustrous in its ocean of sky. Stelle stood at a long pool of still water, gazing into the deep blue. Gilded fish swam about, some bobbing up at the surface.

The Pierrot Troll picked up an ivory dish, laden with pellets. She tossed pellets to the water, watching as the lazy fish sprang to life.

It was lonely here. Were there Dreamers out to see her?