I just wanted to let you know how much I value our friendship. 🌸💕
You are like a beautiful flower 🌼🌺🌷 in my life, adding colour 🖍and joy 🥳 to each day. 🌤🌨🌜
Thank you for being there for me during the winter 🌨️, spring 🌷, summer ☀️, and fall 🍁. You truly are a friend for all seasons. ❄️🌸☀️🍂
Let's spread kindness like a garden full of beautiful flowers! 🌻🌹
Please pass this ✉️ message ✉️ on to 3 👯♀️ special friends 👯♀️ who brighten up your world! 🌈👭👬👫 If you don't, you will turn into a bitter gourd 🍆🥒 and no one will want to be your friend. 😢 Send it to people now! My neighbour's eggplant 🍆🍆🍆 also turned into a worm 🐛🐛🐛 because he ignored it! 😱
[What in the hell is all this?! Rosen is utterly flabbergasted. He doesn’t know what to make of all these ugly little emojis nevertheless what to think about the message itself. So instead of replying with some semblance of clarity, Rosen hastily texts the following swears and all.]
What the fuck is wrong with you!? Did have too much to bloody drink, friend? What’s with all the silly flowers and things?! There’s too many THINGS here! I don’t like it! I never liked too many things. Are you trying to cast a spell here?
Ew, ew, ew! I hate it! Get those nasty little things outta here!
[Rosen calms down a bit once Xingchen actually returns with an actual poem. At first, he had no idea what the characters on the screen said but as he hovers his thumb over the screen, he receives a proper translation. Leave it to Xingchen to have a poem about snow.
As much as Rosen despises winter, he can find some beauty in it. His homeland of Ireland typically has mild winters but for the last several years, it's been colder than usual. While it's been awhile since he last visited there, Rosen still gets a tad homesick from time to time. It's almost fitting that Xingchen would share such a poem with him, especially when Rosen is trying his best to carve out a home here in this strange world.]
Now that's...much better.
[Once again, he's grateful that they're talking via text and not in person. That little poem struck a chord with him.]
Part of what game, though? What is this game about? Finding new ways to share joy and fear through silly things?
[Discovering that the poem is liked delights Xingchen and he thinks hard. There is the poem connected to his name. His Master told it to him when he was very small. How did it go again?]
There is another. It's the origin of my name. Since I was an orphan, my Master used the poem to help her know what to call me.
云母屏风烛影深,
长河渐落晓星沉。
嫦娥应悔偷灵药,
碧海青天夜夜心。
[Translation: "Upon the marble screen the candlelight is winking; The Silver River slants and morning stars are sinking. Chang E had regret to have stolen the miraculous potion; Each night Chang E brood over the lonely celestial ocean."]
I believe it is more about sharing joy and deepening friendships. It isn't meant to frighten you.
[An assortment of homemade baked goods - cookies of various flavors, brownies, cupcakes, the works. Attached is a note that says 'Happy holidays - Kantera'.]
[It's hard for Hijikata to top Rosen's present of a brand new katana, and frankly, what would even sufficiently impress the arkana? Rosen, he's sure, has no need for trinkets and potions. Ultimately, the samurai sends only a card - a simple white one, with just a small shimmering snowflake for decoration. It reads:]
Rosenkrantz,
I wish you happy holidays. My present to you is the first full moon cycle of the new year, when I'll meet you to cross blades. I'll give you a taste of defeat then.
-Hijikata
[This boast will definitely be hard to follow up on, but he'll simply have to train hard! There's no way he'll disappoint Rosen after he got him such a precious blade. When Rosen next sees that blue-tinged sword, it'll have been enhanced and put to the test countless times!]
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Date: 2023-03-26 11:45 am (UTC)Hello, my dear friend! 🤗👋
I just wanted to let you know how much I value our friendship. 🌸💕
You are like a beautiful flower 🌼🌺🌷 in my life, adding colour 🖍and joy 🥳 to each day. 🌤🌨🌜
Thank you for being there for me during the winter 🌨️, spring 🌷, summer ☀️, and fall 🍁. You truly are a friend for all seasons. ❄️🌸☀️🍂
Let's spread kindness like a garden full of beautiful flowers! 🌻🌹
Please pass this ✉️ message ✉️ on to 3 👯♀️ special friends 👯♀️ who brighten up your world! 🌈👭👬👫 If you don't, you will turn into a bitter gourd 🍆🥒 and no one will want to be your friend. 😢 Send it to people now! My neighbour's eggplant 🍆🍆🍆 also turned into a worm 🐛🐛🐛 because he ignored it! 😱
🌸🌼🌺🌷🌻🌹🌸🌼🌺🌷
text | un: vainglorious
Date: 2023-03-26 04:02 pm (UTC)What the fuck is wrong with you!? Did have too much to bloody drink, friend? What’s with all the silly flowers and things?! There’s too many THINGS here! I don’t like it! I never liked too many things. Are you trying to cast a spell here?
Ew, ew, ew! I hate it! Get those nasty little things outta here!
[Text; UN: gentlebreeze]
Date: 2023-03-26 04:12 pm (UTC)Think of it like a game. Now you must give it to three other people.
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Date: 2023-03-26 04:21 pm (UTC)That's not a nice letter. It reads like nonsense and it's not poetic. If you want to send something nice, send poetry!
Wait, you want me to send THAT to someone else?!
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Date: 2023-03-26 04:25 pm (UTC)You prefer poetry? I know one poem.
床前明月光,
疑是地上霜。
举头望明月,
低头思故乡。
[Translation: Moonlight reflects off the front of my bed.
Could it actually be the frost on the ground?
I look up to view the bright moon,
And look down to reminisce about my hometown.]
That is part of the game.
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Date: 2023-03-27 03:39 pm (UTC)As much as Rosen despises winter, he can find some beauty in it. His homeland of Ireland typically has mild winters but for the last several years, it's been colder than usual. While it's been awhile since he last visited there, Rosen still gets a tad homesick from time to time. It's almost fitting that Xingchen would share such a poem with him, especially when Rosen is trying his best to carve out a home here in this strange world.]
Now that's...much better.
[Once again, he's grateful that they're talking via text and not in person. That little poem struck a chord with him.]
Part of what game, though? What is this game about? Finding new ways to share joy and fear through silly things?
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Date: 2023-03-28 12:00 am (UTC)There is another. It's the origin of my name. Since I was an orphan, my Master used the poem to help her know what to call me.
云母屏风烛影深,
长河渐落晓星沉。
嫦娥应悔偷灵药,
碧海青天夜夜心。
[Translation: "Upon the marble screen the candlelight is winking;
The Silver River slants and morning stars are sinking.
Chang E had regret to have stolen the miraculous potion;
Each night Chang E brood over the lonely celestial ocean."]
I believe it is more about sharing joy and deepening friendships. It isn't meant to frighten you.
Delivery
Date: 2023-12-22 08:27 pm (UTC)Delivery
Date: 2023-12-25 11:30 pm (UTC)Rosenkrantz,
I wish you happy holidays. My present to you is the first full moon cycle of the new year, when I'll meet you to cross blades. I'll give you a taste of defeat then.
-Hijikata
[This boast will definitely be hard to follow up on, but he'll simply have to train hard! There's no way he'll disappoint Rosen after he got him such a precious blade. When Rosen next sees that blue-tinged sword, it'll have been enhanced and put to the test countless times!]