The Post Office
- Thread starter Polaris
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- Jun 18, 2015
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TO: NIA
FROM: MAKARA
Delivered to Nia's school mailbox, wrapped in a neat little green and red christmas box. Inside is a tin of christmas shortbread, and a small bundle wrapped in tissue paper. Included is a note in exquisite penmanship. Inside the bundle is a thin silver chain with a series of small quartz gems along it and a strange triangle. The note itself is not signed, although the outer packaging includes Makara's name, in writing that is clearly not the same as the note inside.
The bracelet is enchanted. If you feel you are having a vision coming on and are out of your room, break it and your dorm parent will be brought to you immediately. I will have to repair it after each use.
The bracelet is enchanted. If you feel you are having a vision coming on and are out of your room, break it and your dorm parent will be brought to you immediately. I will have to repair it after each use.
TO: Valentine Crowther
FROM: A Local Menace
It is a two feet tall package wrapped in inappropriate Halloween gift paper. Inside is a ratty doll. Its eyes seem to follow you all over the room. It is not a friend.
Lovely,
I stumbled upon this horrific abomination online and it reminded me endlessly of you. Look at it, it has your dead eyes and impeccable fashion sense. It is adorable. I hear it is cursed. So are we. It would make a great companion for you.
I hope the Holidays aren't too brutal. If you wish to set fire to the ugly Christmas tree in the main plaza, you know how to contact me.
Lovely,
I stumbled upon this horrific abomination online and it reminded me endlessly of you. Look at it, it has your dead eyes and impeccable fashion sense. It is adorable. I hear it is cursed. So are we. It would make a great companion for you.
I hope the Holidays aren't too brutal. If you wish to set fire to the ugly Christmas tree in the main plaza, you know how to contact me.
TO: Lei Feng
FROM: Clarence Crowther
Delivered around Christmas. A small nicely wrapped box, inside of which is a card and a whole collection of expensive gift cards for most of the bigger, nicer clothing stores on the island.
Indulge, Lei, go fucking nuts, and then show me how cute you are with all the new outfits.
Indulge, Lei, go fucking nuts, and then show me how cute you are with all the new outfits.
PLAYER: @Zeronos
TO: Vincenzo Maria Fontana
FROM: Valentine Crowther
Delivered around Christmas. A medium sized package, wrapped in old, high quality paper that smells of ink and ancient magic. It hums lightly when held, shiver inducing. Inside is a hardbound journal, handwritten, on the subject of Eldritch. It's unique. Also attached is a letter with spidery writing.
My dearest friend,
I had a difficult time digging this up, but I'd heard whispers of it existing, and I thought you might be able to do more with it than I would. It's better than leaving it to collect dust, another lost and under appreciated gem from my family's rich history of dark magic.
In recent years, it's been better to move towards the light and neutral subjects, in order to keep a good image- and not have your home looted by nosy government officials. It isn't their right to take our heritage, or anyone to attempt to water us down. Magic is magic, it has no morality, it demands to be experienced and explored.
The golden age of magic my ancestors experienced has mostly faded, but I'm not about to let all they accomplished within that die. I will keep working with my own passions, as well as share them with those similar, those who can help keep this alive.
On another subject, thank you for your gift, she is settling in wonderfully. My brother has made no end of complaints, and I think she likes it here very much. It makes me happy to see her happy. I think we have bonded, as when I see her in the morning, sitting at the end of my bed (with no normal way of getting into my locked and warded room), I feel warm and fuzzy inside. She likes to watch while I work on projects and read. Sometimes I leave books open for her, and I think she may take after us in more ways than being cursed.
I'd like to name her, but I thought I'd ask you for your thoughts first. Sophia is rather ordinary, but it came to me nonetheless, as did Belle. If you have anything you think might be better, I'd be glad to consider it.
I shall wrap this letter up before I add more length, and end it by saying that I might just take you up on that offer. Why, I may even text.
I'd say to enjoy your holidays by curling up with a good book or ritual, but you don't need an excuse or special occasion to treat yourself to such things. Nonetheless, I hope your winter is pleasant. I also hope, as always, to see you again soon.
Yours, Valentine Crowther
My dearest friend,
I had a difficult time digging this up, but I'd heard whispers of it existing, and I thought you might be able to do more with it than I would. It's better than leaving it to collect dust, another lost and under appreciated gem from my family's rich history of dark magic.
In recent years, it's been better to move towards the light and neutral subjects, in order to keep a good image- and not have your home looted by nosy government officials. It isn't their right to take our heritage, or anyone to attempt to water us down. Magic is magic, it has no morality, it demands to be experienced and explored.
The golden age of magic my ancestors experienced has mostly faded, but I'm not about to let all they accomplished within that die. I will keep working with my own passions, as well as share them with those similar, those who can help keep this alive.
On another subject, thank you for your gift, she is settling in wonderfully. My brother has made no end of complaints, and I think she likes it here very much. It makes me happy to see her happy. I think we have bonded, as when I see her in the morning, sitting at the end of my bed (with no normal way of getting into my locked and warded room), I feel warm and fuzzy inside. She likes to watch while I work on projects and read. Sometimes I leave books open for her, and I think she may take after us in more ways than being cursed.
I'd like to name her, but I thought I'd ask you for your thoughts first. Sophia is rather ordinary, but it came to me nonetheless, as did Belle. If you have anything you think might be better, I'd be glad to consider it.
I shall wrap this letter up before I add more length, and end it by saying that I might just take you up on that offer. Why, I may even text.
I'd say to enjoy your holidays by curling up with a good book or ritual, but you don't need an excuse or special occasion to treat yourself to such things. Nonetheless, I hope your winter is pleasant. I also hope, as always, to see you again soon.
Yours, Valentine Crowther
TO: Gabriel Baltimore
FROM: Klaus Rosales
Delivered a week or so before valentines day, this isn't an actual letter or package so much as a card to go along with lackeys bringing in a few whole rose bushes. They're high quality, red, and look nice and decorative all year round. The card says, in a flashy colorful text, 'Congrats on all the sex!' on the cover.
So! After hearing you send out a lot of flowers and shit for v-day, I thought to myself, hey, why have your generic gifts be unnecessarily expensive? Why not have it count as an inside joke, instead? Why not, even if you don't take me up on my clearly amusing inside joke offer, give my love a bunch of nice roses that'll keep on giving, rather than some boring fucking bouquet that'll wilt later? Clearly this is only a winning idea.
(Of course this isn't my only gift, you know me. We'll talk later, this is just an early fun thing. There's always going to be more presents and, probably, a dinner in your future. If a pleasant dinner doesn't sound flashy enough, that's because it isn't, and I'm hardly giving away all of the tricks up my sleeve in this card.)
Anyway, these don't need a painful amount of care, I can just check on them every once in a while when already over for other reasons. Enjoy, if not for giving me a chance to act needlessly smug, then for aesthetic purposes.
Affectionately, Klaus Rosales (a gay demon)
So! After hearing you send out a lot of flowers and shit for v-day, I thought to myself, hey, why have your generic gifts be unnecessarily expensive? Why not have it count as an inside joke, instead? Why not, even if you don't take me up on my clearly amusing inside joke offer, give my love a bunch of nice roses that'll keep on giving, rather than some boring fucking bouquet that'll wilt later? Clearly this is only a winning idea.
(Of course this isn't my only gift, you know me. We'll talk later, this is just an early fun thing. There's always going to be more presents and, probably, a dinner in your future. If a pleasant dinner doesn't sound flashy enough, that's because it isn't, and I'm hardly giving away all of the tricks up my sleeve in this card.)
Anyway, these don't need a painful amount of care, I can just check on them every once in a while when already over for other reasons. Enjoy, if not for giving me a chance to act needlessly smug, then for aesthetic purposes.
Affectionately, Klaus Rosales (a gay demon)