honestly since hala showed up in the ic glitch i'll just let her have this one. write to her.
RULE UPDATE [8/5/2022]
I REALLY like 1st person RP/writing threads such as TH/AmITheAntagonist [maybe shameless self-promotion] and React to the Diary Post of the Above OC, because I think 1st person is a good way to actually seep into a character's thoughts and present situations in a different light. This was also sort of inspired by Write a love letter to the OC above~ which I highly recommend you also look at, especially if you're looking to specifically write letters of praise/adoration!
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Hello! Good afternoon, ma'am! My name is Matcha, and I am a member of (unintelligible) company.
I do apologise for writing to you out of the blue. I've received your contact information from one of your acquaintances. Additionally, I am writing to apologise on behalf of one of our waitresses regarding her...episode last week. I have provided a couple of coupons attached in this letter. We do not tolerate this kind of behavior, and we apologise for tampering with your experience.
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NP, go all out! Feel free to write to him casually or as an employee, but Matcha is bad at writing letters (doing this is rare in his setting; technology is more prominent)
Dearest Captain Hóng Nahm'jehl,
I hope this letter reaches you well. Delivery services will be slow in the months to come, as winter is on the horizon for us in Yenereth -- there are reports that the first snow will reach us within the week.
Whether that holds true or not, I do pray also that you've been able to keep warm, and I do also that my fit of hysteria did not rattle you, for I would hate to unnerve you in any way. As you said, a man such as yourself would be incapable of understanding a lady's pain, and I was wrong for any assumption. So, in this writing, I send you my sincerest apologies for my actions.
Whilst you are away, I thought about the music you played -- a melody such as the one you presented to me should be rewarded. I'm uncertain if my package is intact, but within is chocolate powder and a sheet of folk music originating from here in Yenereth, should you like either a hot drink or a new song to play on your lute.
Any plans to return to me on your end will be welcomed wholeheartedly, whether in person or in writing. I wish you well during your campaign, as well as in regards to your pursuit of political knowledge.
Sincerely,
Korrina Voridis, Lady of House Alkaev
i can't write a follow-up since korrina's dead here, but i really enjoyed reading your post ;____; i checked out Crescent's bio right after and goodness i already love her so much
Hell wasn't something a cupid typically thought about. He had little to no way to figure out how the demons there even worked, let alone the postal system. Fortunately, though, he was friends with a demon and managed to get them to take the letter to Hank, or at least in an area he may frequent so that he could get it.
"Dear...
You were at my cafe the other day, right? You kind of... popped out of nowhere? Big and scary? No eyes on the face but one on the chest? Horns? Does that sound like you? If not, could you take this letter to the right person monster demon?
I won't lie: you were scary as hell (no pun intended). I don't think I got any customers after that day, and it took the entire day to get the sulfur smell out of the cafe. Even now I don't know if business is better or worse? I still see regulars, but I think there have been these ghost-hunting crews stopping by to try and capture you? It's a little funny to watch, honestly.
Anyways, I wanted to thank you for your visit. I think you left a drink there for me? I hope it was, at least, because I drank it. I didn't know Starbucks had sprinkles! I still think my drinks are better, but it was delicious. It was also the first time anyone had ever gotten me a gift, I'm touched. Why don't you stop by the cafe sometime? I'd love to return the favor and make you one of my specialties! I'd love to learn more about you, too!
Just give me a heads up this time, okay?
Sincerely, the barista,
Ace X. Scholl"
I'm using phone so if the lines doesn't stay in its places please pardon that jdjdsksksk
The space postcard was left on the outside cafe table.
"Dear Mr. Cafe Shop
I'm sorry that I didn't write your name in the head of the letter, because I haven't asked your name yet and that's a rude behaviour for not writing receiver name.
Did you remember the ball that fall right to your head with a bonk in this Wednesday week? We was played baseball and I think the home run I made hit you. It was my fault, even my friends told me if okay to hit the ball to people sometimes, I can't help feeling guilty about it, hitting people who do nothing to me is not nice, you're nice, I don't wanna hurt you by any mean. So I need to tell you my sorry.
I hope you didn't feel hurt or have a scar because of that, it would be suck... I'm out of line to write.,
Ps: I haven't allowed to drink cafein yet, but when I got better in knowing thing, can we have a talk?
H̶̶o̶̶p̶̶e̶ ̶y̶̶o̶̶u̶ ̶h̶̶a̶̶v̶̶e̶ ̶a̶ ̶n̶̶i̶̶c̶̶e̶ ̶d̶̶a̶̶y̶
Hope you have a nice day
Coordinates: x, y, z
Rui"
To mister with the funny hair,
i heard you are from another wourld so i wanted to ask if you have a spaecceship and if you can take me to meet my mommy.
☐ yes ☐ no
i want to know about your wourld too! is it like my hoemme? i willl write about it: there were some appele trees next to the big catcastle were i lived, and somtimes we ate under the trees. mommy told me there was a bear sleping in a cave somewehre. scary! do you like apples?
☐ yes ☐ no
PS: my cousinsHelped me write this letter.
sig: prim
Greetings, Puella Eloha,
I feel as though I've seen you before, however for a fleeting moment years ago. I don't recall much of what happened those said years ago, save for what I was taught as a girl of gentle birth, and little snippets and flashes here and there. Not that it matters, as even then, with your sort of attire, you are a distinct person. You and your friend. The latter of whom I wish to write to you about.
I don't regret shouting at her, or attempting to leave the room, as my mentor has always told me that people like her are not emotionally stable for such investigations. If you wish to question me again, send someone more well-mannered than either her or you -- especially her. If she tries to get into contact with me again over your little inspection, it will be the last regret she will ever have.
My duties are of no concern to either of you. Fuchs does not want me to interact with you no longer after this letter, anyhow, and even then I'm just assuming that this letter will be delivered to you on his behalf. It does not matter to me. I will not have the responsibilities placed upon me questioned, as they should have never been in the first place, and I will do what I must to keep such at bay.
Written October 20th, 6019, 04:33,
Respectfully, Maribelle Burnett, Heir of House Burnett and Château Vieillemont, and Mentee of General Raphael Fuchs
P.S. Tell Mrs. Doe to eat shit.
FOLLOW-UP UNDER SPOILER. maribelle has no brain cells left.
Greetings, Guardian-Nobody,
If that is even your name. I have my doubts. I also have my doubts that you actually know me, but then again I can't remember much of what happened, or rather, I can't recall things whenever I want to. I think that's the better way of explaining it. Point is, I don't think I remember you, or your pistols. The duck, however, I do remember. My father got rid of it at some point, I assume it was either tossed or destroyed.
I'm a woman of age now, so the duck isn't important. Fuchs is a merciful man to allow me to continue being tutored, though you shouldn't worry. We had a long discussion about it. I'm a soldier before a girl, he said, but even then, ladies shouldn't have such fits of hysteria, and though he mentioned to me that I shouldn't rely too heavily on my studies, it would be useful for arrangements made after the war's end.
It would be nice to continue my education, of course, despite that I doubt I would do much with it. I trust that you've read your fair share of history and political matters. I have read the works of several governmental authors and historians, but I still have much to learn. I suppose I know enough about the arts, anyway. My father had me sit down and learn a little about everything when I was a child.
So, if you would be so kind, I will be in Laojin Base for the remainder of November, as far as I know. I have a weekly schedule that I will give you once you arrive, and if I'm not there, Fuchs will have a copy for you.
Written October 31st, 6019, 01:52,
Respectfully, Maribelle Burnett, Heir of House Burnett and Château Vieillemont, and Mentee of General Raphael Fuchs
Hastily written note is carefully hidden in the crack of the grumbling wall of the old building.
Spiegel,
Sorry, mate, I can’t stay here any longer.
I’m pretty sure someone followed me. Or they want something from me which is even worse. These leeches, man, it’s like the common good gives them right to bully you into something fu████g shady. They aren’t yours, are they? If they are, find better ones.
Anyway, I must move on. If you still want to meet up, I’ll be heading to the place the locals call Render’s peak? Rendall’s peak? Or beak? Peek??? Whaterver. The place where’s that oddly shaped hill, like a pile of old giant hands.Why would anyone call it a peak anyway when it’s so obviously hands?
I’ll be there since I need to get something from a friend of mine. I won’t wait up, though. We’ll meet if we’ll meet.
Travel safe
A
PS. Make sure you're not followed. My friend on WhateverPeak is way too eager to shoot anyone they don't know