Lorelai Blyndeff

🐰 Lorelai Blyndeff 🐰

Canon-based RP/ask blog for Lorelai Blyndeff from Epithet Erased, Post-Prison of Plastic. Spoiler warnings for PoP adhere to this entire blog. If you want to go in blind, read it first. <3

Mun is 18, but Lori is 17. Keep it SFW!

Mun’s timezone is EST. All asks will be gotten to eventually! Just be patient, busy scheduling happens <3

RP etiquette applies. Don’t be rude!

Ask box open to all, if you have an EE blog and want to rp feel free to either dm, comment, or tag this blog in an rp starter. While I’ll answer asks as Lori post-PoP, I’m willing to RP in whatever scenario! :3

Multifandom friendly, multi-shipper blog. No problematic ships.

Hah… right. Heartfelt. Not grand.

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But I could do so much if I just used my epithet and-

No. No. You’re right.

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…Sylvester. Right.

I did end up meeting with him- not like, for a session or anything, just y’know, met with him- it was just… awkward. Really awkward. I mean- yeah, somehow the kid is qualified and all that, but he’s two years younger than me! Sure, if I was going to spill my guts to a kid I guess a qualified one is better than an unqualified one, but… it just felt wrong.

And also, I think Molly must have mentioned me to him before. He kept giving me weird looks. I think. It was kind of hard to tell with the glasses.

I did get to pet a sheep though! It was… weirdly calming. And soft. I tried to augment some afterwards, but it wasn’t the same.

But… I don’t know. Maybe I’ll try going back. If only to pet more sheep.

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Anyway, granola bars, huh? That’s gotta be easier than muffins, right? I mean, you’d have to really screw up to burn a granola bar! Hah! …I have a feeling I’d still manage to-

Rasin muffins, huh?

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Well… muffins aren’t too different from cupcakes, so maybe I’m on the right track after all! Though I can’t really drench a muffin in frosting to cover the fact that it’s burnt… ugh.

make self inserts for literally everything(we are suffering but surviving)

It’s a way of life, really. I don’t get how people go through life without doing it. How do they stay sane??

OOC: Hi!! You are so sweet oml, thank you! <33

Lori’s a character I clicked with as soon as I listened to the audiobook, and I’m so glad my portrayal of her has reached other people. It had been over a year since I used this blog when I got a new ask a couple days ago so I was worried the recent posts would feel off, so I’m glad the writing still feels right u.u

Because if you just wait for her to come back that just might make her think you don’t care and that you haven’t tried looking for her.

Well- I mean, I could, theoretically, it’s just-

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I have Vincent’s number, I know I have Vincent’s number. I know I could, it’s just… maybe she’s better off…

It’s not like I haven’t thought about it, but what am I even supposed to say?! ‘Hey Vincent, I know you took my sister and stuff and she’s probably way happier now than she ever was here, but can I speak to her again and probably ruin that?’

That’s stupid. It’s why I at least need the cupcakes first. Then, when I call, I can say it’s about cupcakes.

Hey! Hah… yeah, it’s been a while. I’ve been… busy. Finally understanding why Molly complained about doing so much around here…

Dad’s been doing a little bit more around the shop… at least he was at first. But it’s fine! I took the advice a few people on here gave and augmented some assistants for the shop! They cover a lot of it… most of the time. Sometimes they just make a mess, but that’s fine! I just get another one to clean it, haha.

And… yeah. I’ve been eating.

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I’ve been using some of the money that the shop makes which, uh… don’t tell dad to get microwave meals from the market. Tried cooking, but… heh. Turns out I’m pretty bad at it.

And baking supplies! I’m… still not a great baker. But hey, I made some cupcakes yesterday that were edible! Burnt and kind of crumbly, but a bunch of frosting covered that right up! Kind of.

I… haven’t heard from Molly. But I’m sure she’s… fine. She has to be.

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Hah, well, obviously I’d-

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Y’know, boys can come and go. Sure, Vincent is awesome and cool and charming and handsome and- uh, yeah, but… I can’t really get another sister.

So… screw it. I’d rather have a hug. Because a hug means we can move forward together, and that matters more than some crush.

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Hm, I can’t say I’ve ever heard of it :/

Though I’m sure Graham would love to know he reminds you of a German cake dog. Sound right up his alley! He loves cake and dogs, so that checks out

Hah! Better than you could ever expect!

For one, he didn’t even realize what was going on for like, the entire afternoon. I didn’t have the Mollys talk with him too much since making fake-real people interact is uh… iffy, but they’d just randomly be wandering through the shop.

Dad finally caught on around dinnertime when I had three Mollys sitting at the table. And even then, he only second-guessed it because there wasn’t a chair for him to sit in! I betcha I could have kept that going for months if they hadn’t directly gotten in his way.

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Y’know, I don’t know if that’s a good thing or a bad thing.

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Here’s the thing about using my epithet to make people I know… it never ends well. Sure, I can pick out the parts of them they show to me, can replicate how they act around me, but… but it’s not real.

I can’t predict how they’ll act in situations I’ve never been in with them. I can’t form personalities and proper responses like I can with my characters, my creations. Replicating a real person just makes them feel… hollow. Fake.

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I learned that from trying to bring her back. I was just a kid, I didn’t understand what I was doing… dad got so mad when he realized what was going on… he…

Graham? Like… dragon graham?

He wants to be a princess?

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Huh. That might explain why he’s always kinda awkward when I make him act as a villain. It’s not that he’s a bad actor or anything of course! His heart just usually isn’t in it… but maybe that’s just because he’s been playing the wrong role…

Dang, that’s a pretty open question. I mean, there’s so many things!

I think I already mentioned to someone that I want to be an actor or movie director or something like that. It seems like a great way to use my powers and stories to make money, and it means I won’t be stuck in the toy store for the rest of my life.

And of course, once I have some stable money, I’m moving out. Hopefully taking Molly with me. We don’t need a big place, just something livable, and I can always spruce it up with my epithet.

And y’know… I wouldn’t be opposed to a sprinkle of romance. Just a touch. Romantic dinners by moonlight, walks on the beach…