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𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 & 𝐮𝐩𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬

established: 6 / 15 / 2025 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️ updated: 5 / 24 / 2026 activity: on hiatus until july! currently writing up to version: 2.7 & ambiguously post amphoreus / pre trailblaze quest planarcadia. voice testing: none!

happy pride from the director and the mundanite!

1.) I am HIGHLY selective about writing romantic relationships. Please don’t take it personally if I decline! By that same token: you are encouraged to decline too!

2.) I will never write the following: Hate ships, romance with questionable age gaps ( an immortal / 20 year old, 20 year old with a 40+ year old, etc. ), teacher / student, and / or anything I have blacklisted.

3.) I will consider the following on a case by case basis: Age gaps like a 30+ year old and a 45+ year old, and an immortal / mortal that is 25+. Power imbalances such as a ranking IPC member with a lower ranked employee or dynamics like it.

4.) Dropping relationships is fine. Just tell me if you lose interest / don’t want to write the relationship anymore! We can even write the characters breaking up / plot some kind of in character end to the relationship if you like. 

5.) Romance requires thorough plotting beforehand. I am open to hearing ideas! I like to think about these things and discuss potential combinations. 

6.) All romance is strictly chemistry based. Individual portrayals of a canon character will drastically affect whether I see potential in a ship or not. This includes my own portrayals. I may write a ship with one person, but not another. There are some canon / canon ships that I simply don’t see as feasible / interesting / etc. no matter who is writing them.

7.) Multiple relationship friendly. I do not have a hard limit on how many duplicates of a canon character can ship with one of my characters, canon or OC. ( ex: no hard cap on how many Bla.des can ship with Kaf.ka, Sam.pos with Bla.ck Sw.an, etc. )

Each portrayal will be approached as an individual and treated as such at all times to the best of my ability. And each relationship any character I write is in will be considered in its own continuity by default. I can write monogamy and polyamory, but the latter will require very thorough plotting with all parties involved. 

8.) Character crushes and / or flirting are fine. You can have your characters have crushes on and / or flirt with mine. You don’t have to ask about it. The only condition that no expectations are placed on it. As in: expecting either of these to progress into a serious romantic relationship for our characters.

9.) I have a couple of characters who are inclined to flirt. Namely Sam.po and Ca.lamity. I hold no expectations with either. If I do not see any specifics about flirtation in your rules, I will ask beforehand. You can always decline / I can leave out such behavior if you prefer.

“Hey Skott.” Aventurine asks, leaning against the considerable stack of paperwork casually with his usual cat like mannerisms. “Of I tell you a secret about me, do you promise not to tell anyone?” Skott’s been working for him long enough Aventurine is sure the idiot couldn’t be dumb enough to go announcing his boss’ secrets, but he still wanted to check.

Oh sweet Amber Lord preserve him.

The Lone Wolf takes a steadying breath. He reaches one hand out to subtly steady the stack of paperwork, eyes fixed on his visitor with all the respect he can muster.

Something about a secret?

A secret from one of the Ten Stonehearts? His current boss no less?!

Oh the Amber Lord is preserving him!? This could be an opportunity to further his endeavors to climb the corporate ladder! ( Or something?! )

He can't help leaning forward in his seat a little more, curiosity getting the better of him.

"O-of course sir! Your secrets are safe with me! I am the best keeper of secrecy you have ever employed! My ability to keep something under lock and key is as sturdy as the Amber Lord's great wall!"

the interastral peace gala

Duomension  City  is  aesthetically  pleasing  in  some  regards,  downright  atrocious  in  others.  The  building  chosen  to  host  this  year's  Interastral  Peace  Gala  leaves  much  to  be  expected  to  the  Mundanite's  sense  of  aesthetics. 

Something,  something,  storied  history  and  legacy.  A  prestigious  location  for  a  prestigious  event.  Though  he  knows  much  of  the  background  information  (  investigated  only  to  sate  his  personal  curiosity  )  he  can't  say  as  he  particularly  cares.  It  is  information  he  will  forget  soon  enough.  Hardly  anything  worth  dedicating  to  the  precious  archives  of  his  longterm  memory. 

In  conclusion:  it  is  not  the  best  venue,  but  it  does  the  job. 

While  the  Mundanite  does  not  consider  such  events  entirely  beneath  him,  he  can't  say  as  he  is  someone  who  particularly  enjoys  attending.  And,  if  word  on  the  IPC's  grapevine  is  to  be  believed,  he  is  not  the  only  one  to  hold  this  sentiment  either. 

Then  why  bother  to  attend  at  all? 

Simple!  Advocating  for  the  cause  the  event  fundraises  for! 

How  could  he,  a  patron  of  and  participant  in  the  arts,  not  make  an  appearance  for  such  a  venerable  aspect  of  the  human  experience?! 

Such  a  cause  is  one  of  the  few  times  he  can  be  bothered  to  step  out  and  weaponise  his  status  as  an  influential  figure. 

As  expected,  when  he  can  be  bothered  to  attend  one  of  the  Galas,  he  attends  alone.  But  is  not  (  entirely  )  opposed  to  mingling  with  his  fellow  guests  and  patrons.  Alas,  reaching  his  social  threshold  is  far  easier  in  this  context  than  usual.  With  this  disadvantage  in  mind:  the  Mundanite  is  quick  to  conclude  any  conversations  that  overstay  their  welcome. 

At  the  first  available  opportunity,  he  steps  out  onto  the  second  floor  veranda  for  some  air.  The  veranda  overlooks  an  ornate,  illuminated  reflection  pool  surrounded  by  a  lush  garden.  Each  plant  is  manicured  and  cared  for.  Pruned  to  perfection.  The  entire  scene  is  enclosed  by  high  stone  walls,  bathed  in  a  charming  ambient  glow  of  floating  lanterns  scattered  throughout. 

The  Mundanite  sighs.  The  air  echoing  as  a  tapered  hiss  behind  the  bust.  Part  of  him  feels  tempted  to  remove  the  alabaster  obstruction,  if  only  to  properly  feel  the  cool  evening  air  properly. 

He  makes  the  decision  to  abstain,  if  only  to  retain  the  much-needed  barrier  between  himself  and  everyone  else. 

Instead:  he  finds  a  compromise  by  leaning  forward  to  rest  his  elbows  on  the  rail.  The  sleeves  of  his  vibrant  blue  blazer  ride  up  on  his  broad  shoulders  as  he  settles.  Bare  fingers  interlace  as  gloved  palms  clasp  together. 

The  night  is  still  young.  There  is  still  some  time  to  kill  before  the  Mundanite  can  retire  for  the  night  at  a  point  that  is  considered  socially  acceptable.  Usually  he  is  not  one  to  overly  concern  himself  with  what  other  people  think  of  his  personal  choices.  But,  again,  this  is  an  event  advocating  for  a  cause  that  the  Mundanite  is  quite  passionate  for. 

He  will  persevere,  if  only  for  that  cause  alone!

…  His  shoulders  slump,  head  hanging  forward  in  a  moment  of  stoically  expressed  resignation  the  moment  he  realises  he  is  no  longer  alone. 

“If  you  have  something  to  say,  then  say  it.  I  care  little  for  gawking." 

“inviting the masked fools? kinda makes me wonder if there’s some weird ulterior motive.” sampo stirs his drink, eyes never leaving calamity. a smile rests upon his face despite the dullness in his eyes, a lack reserved for the ones that he is certain has no real good intentions for planarcadia or its people. aha might have their own penchant for curiosity and quota to fill but sampo would rather avoid the associated costs and roadblocks. “we’re practically the plot designated party crashers!”

"Yikes." The Calamitous Fool replies flatly. "I mean: it's the fucking IPC. Can we say we'd be surprised if there's an ulterior motive? Let's be real here: it's not like anyone wanted the fuckers sticking their corporate dick in the Laughter's pie as it is!"

She swishes her own drink about in her glass, more interested in sizing up the stuffy crowd than her high end ( and highly underwhelming ) beverage of choice.

"I guess you could say it's a gesture of goodwill or some shit." Calamity adds. Her two-toned eyes roll at the thought. "They don't think like we do though. I'm with you on crashing this party."

She raises her hands, glass and all, to make a half-assed jazz hands gesture to emphasise her disdain for calling this gathering a party.

"What are we thinking? Taking out the chandeliers? Flooding the reflection pool? I'd suggest setting something on fire. Well, I'm not leaving it off the table. Maybe we can save that for the main event."

the interastral peace gala

What  a  fucking  joke. 

Maybe  that  that's  fitting,  in  a  twisted  way.  Akin  to  twisting  a  knife  in  a  wound.  (  And  about  as  appealing.  ) 

The  Interastral  Peace  Gala  is  an  annual  obligation  for  key  staff  and  personnel  in  the  IPC.  Naturally:  the  Prismatic  Insight  attends  the  event  out  of  obligation  and  nothing  more.  Once  in  a  while  fortune  smiles  on  him,  and  the  event  has  turns  out  to  be  a  networking  opportunity.  But  far  be  it  from  him  to  hope  for  such  opportunities  consistently. 

This  year's  event  is  a  knife  embedded  and  twisted  particularly  deep  in  his  side.  This  Aeons  damned  farce  is  hosted  on  none  other  than  the  Laughter's  personal  stage:  the  Planet  of  Festivities. 

Insult  to  injury  comes  in  the  form  of  his  mandated  companion  guest.  Nothing  says  appreciation  for  service  to  the  Amber  Lord  like  a  splash  of  lemon  juice  and  a  dash  of  salt  into  an  open  injury! 

If  this  is  Diamond's  idea  of  a  joke,  making  this  mandate,  Sugilite  isn't  laughing.  He  can  barely  keep  himself  from  grimacing. 

He  has  reigned  in  his  personal  discomfort  and  disdain  for  this  event  and  its  attendees  in  favor  of  his  usual,  professional  facade.  He  greets  his  guest  with  a  thin-lipped  smile,  emphasised  by  the  rich  matte  black  of  his  lipstick.  (  One  that  does  not  meet  his  sharp  eyes.  )  He  offers  his  elbow,  the  right  corner  of  his  mouth  twitching  as  he  does.

“Now  then:  let's  get  out  there  and  make  the  most  of  this  prestigious  evening,  shall  we?" 

This is the main continuity for the Lone Wolf. This continuity is canon divergent from the game, but canon to the continuity written on my blog.

ophelia KICKS the door to skott's office down, uncaring of the clamour she caused. marching up to his desk, she slams her hands down, rattling the items on top, grinning at the IPC member in a way that meant good things for her &. maybe bad things for skott. "heya mister IPC - i got a few questions about the gala that i need answerin' if ya don't mind?"

Startled doesn't even begin to cover the Lone Wolf's reaction. In a panic, he closes out whatever embarrassing mech anime he has playing as background noise. He barely has enough time to secure the stationary set on his desk before splayed hands slam onto the desk's worn surface. The rest of the items across the desk audibly rattle.

Skott glares at Ophelia over the opaque lenses of his circular sunglasses. His lips pursed and brows furrowed.

Ah fuck. As if he doesn't have enough on his plate already. The upcoming Gala isn't helping matters. If Skott has any hope of staying on top of his current responsibilities and the additional workload he's saddled with no thanks to this fucking fundraiser.... Skott is looking at daily overtime for the next week at least.

Yeah I mind. Skott snarls internally.

"Not at all! You've got questions, I've... probably got answers."

He knows better than to try and push back against Ophelia however. Skott raises one hand to adjust his shades, motioning with the opposite hand for Ophelia to take a seat in a chair opposite of his desk.

"So! What pressing questions are on your mind?"

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭'𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐭 𝐚 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞

The  prestigious  Interastral  Peace  Gala  is  an  annual  fundraising  event  hosted  by  the  Interastral  Peace  Corporation.  Founded  four  Amber  Eras  ago,  the  event  has  been  going  strong  ever  since! 

Historically:  the  Interastral  Peace  Gala  has  been  held  exclusively  on  worlds  under  the  influence  of  the  IPC.  However  with  the  expansion  of  contracts  and  trade  deals  across  the  Cosmos,  the  Gala  has  been  held  in  collaboration  with  other  worlds.  For  example:  the  Xianzhou  Hexafleet  has  hosted  a  handful  of  events. 

But  recent  years  have  adhered  to  the  tradition  of  IPC-exclusive  worlds. 

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞

The  Interastral  Peace  Gala  at  its  core  is  a  fundraiser  in  the  interest  of  preservation  of  the  host  world's  history  and  culture.  The  proceeds  go  to  restoration  efforts  of  historical  sites,  funding  for  museums  and  archives,  and  sponsorship  for  the  arts. 

Regardless  of  a  person's  walk  of  life,  they  are  welcome  and  encouraged  to  donate!  Any  amount  is  appreciated  and  welcome. 

All  proceeds  from  tickets  purchased  by  event  attendees  go  directly  to  the  fundraiser.  And  the  IPC  matches  donations  and  ticket  purchases  up  to  a  set  amount. 

Additional  fundraising  is  often  done  post-event  when  attire  worn  on  the  night  of  the  event  by  attendees  is  auctioned  off. 

Attire  itself  is  always  the  envy  of  the  fashion  world!  Any  designer  who  is  anyone  will  put  together  a  suit,  dress,  etc.  custom  fit  to  an  attendee  and  the  theme  of  the  event,  with  the  intention  of  the  post-event  auction.  It  is  high  fashion  for  a  good  cause!

𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫'𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭 & 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞

This  year  the  Interastral  Peace  Gala  will  be  hosted  on  Planarcadia!  All  event  proceeds  go  to  the  preservation  of  the  arts  and  archiving  the  legacy  and  history  of  art  and  the  cultural  impact  of  creativity  on  the  Planet  of  Festivities. 

The  timing  is  providence!  The  event  will  be  held  before  the  return  of  the  Phantasmoon  Games!

Those  in  attendance  are  celebrated  members  and  employees  of  the  Interastral  Peace  Corporation,  and  esteemed  individuals  from  various  factions  across  the  Cosmos.  All  are  welcome,  celebrated  guests  who  have  donated  their  time  and  resources  to  a  noble  cause! 

𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

This  is  an  event  created  with  mutuals  in  mind!  (  And  their  mutuals  too!  )

Think  of  this  event  as  a  chance  to  bring  your  characters  out  to  a  prestigious  night  of  gourmet  food  and  high  fashion.  Give  them  a  taste  of  high  society  with  a  cause! 

Whether  you  wish  to  write  a  dedicated  thread  set  to  the  Interastral  Peace  Gala,  or  meta  and  headcanons  discussing  their  choice  in  fashion,  their  role  in  attendance,  etc.  Or  even  illustrate  their  fashion  and  what  the  night  looks  like  for  them,  everything  is  welcome  and  encouraged! 

There  is  no  time  frame  for  the  end  of  the  event.  Take  all  the  time  you  want  with  it! 

For  a  reference  of  time  frame:  the  event  is  created  with  the  intention  of  being  set  before  the  events  of  the  4.0  Trailblaze  Quest. 

I  hope  you  find  some  inspiration  and  have  fun! 

It's birthday time!!!

Another year older. ( But not necessarily wiser. )

He's no closer to concrete answers to his ever-growing backlog of questions about the Cosmos and his place in it! But perhaps that's just part of being the Blazer of Trails!

After all: the journey is just as important, if not more important, than the destination itself!

He's going to spend the day with beloved friends!

so: effective immediately i am taking a full hiatus from this blog until june.

after that, i will decide if i need more time or not.

no threads are being dropped on my end. and i am glad to continue plotting with people! ( i will reach out again to everyone i have conversations with thus far asap! )

if we haven't already, and you would like to, we exchange dis.cord contacts. i am happy to do that! otherwise, if you'd prefer to keep our correspondence to tum.blr DMs then i will reach out to you again when i return!