Reflections from the Night Before

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J-Dawg

my bro from another ho

Puck

Did you get the name of that naiad last night?

J-Dawg

Are you fucking kidding me? I should punch you in the junk rn. My M O T H E R is livid

Puck

Oh, that explains a few things.

Puck

Uh, can you get someone with fire magic to come and help me de-ice the walls?

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You wake up a little bleary-eyed and fuzzy-minded. It's strange. You don't really remembering overindulging last night, and yet here you are with the distinct sense that somehow you weren't making the best decisions. Faerie magic is funny like that.

But it's probably fine. It's not like you made any really poor life decisions, right? Like drunk-mirroring your fellow Faewild guests?

Oh. Oh no.

Better check your messages, and see what's in your Reflections from the Night Before.




All right, dears, you know the drill. Your characters have found themselves firing off (perhaps) ill-advised texts. Choose from the horrifying archive of text based debauchery or craft your own bespoke messages.

All threads in this post may be considered canon if all parties involved agree. All threads may be counted for Activity Check as well as Rewards.

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[charmperson]

Oh? So you noticed?

[He does have pretty hair, yes.]

You are. It is a good look on you. Gives you a hint of roguishness. Not, like, Termen-rogue-ish-ness. More the archetypical sort.

[teddybearpicnic]

I wish to never be compared to Tremen ever.

[ The fact that Rainier said such, was only because they were like siblings. ] But archetypical? Now I don't know what to say to that except thank you, I've never really been thought of as cute before.

[ There have been a handful of people that secretly he wanted to be found attractive by but it wasn't something that he could discern or vocalize because he was socially inept and it was a feeling, we all knew how he reacted to feelings. ] Back when I was younger, there was a guy that was also being trained by my father.. perhaps I may have wanted. But he went to Candlekeep and I stayed with my father to help man the shop.

[charmperson]

Ha. Fair enough.

[Trystan is giving his mirror a skeptical look.]

Are you actually unaware that you're very attractive? Rainy. Come on now.

[Impossible how someone so smart can be so dumb.]

Ooh? Young love? Secret pining? A boyhood crush? What was he like?

[teddybearpicnic]

Well I was the 'different' one in my family, also I probably had my nose stuck in a book more often than not, It was not and still isn't a priority, I'm just Rainier. [ Exceedingly matter of fact ]

He was brilliant and full of amazing ideas; he was kind but also he was competitive and pushed me to do my best. Eventually he went to do scholars work in Candlekeep and I envied that. He asked me to go with him, but I did not because I knew I still had work to do... and thinks to learn from my father.

[charmperson]

I see. Well, priority or not, much of the world around you is full of people who have eyes. So keep it in the back of your mind that others may notice.

[But aww. Oh. That's entirely sweet right there.]

He sounds like quite the guy. Are you still carrying a torch for him?

[teddybearpicnic]

Uncertain.

[ He was uncertain because well it has been like four years now and a lot has happened, and he also knows that he's not the same guy which is fine. Impossible to go back, or even ruminate on what is. ] My world is broadening and I'm still learning much about who I am aside from my family.
It's nice to think that maybe I do but that may be memories of the past, and one cannot make a sound hypothesis without much time spent with someone.

[charmperson]

You are a fascinating puzzle, you know.

[Like, how does that brain work? He wants to know so bad.]

It's very easy to be in love with a memory. I think it's wise enough to recognize that. Not everyone is quite so self aware.

[teddybearpicnic]

I think it is because I have a figurative magnifying glass inside of my mind, I am certain of myself-- just not myself in regards to others.