Your passerby traveler with a knack for odd skills and powers Zenchiro Oriolon at your service.

Please, call me Zen

#MVRP | #BlueskyRP | #OCRP

"Why don't you stay and play for a while~?"

Lilac

The original account I had for her on X I deleted a long time ago, so all the information I had of her is also gone.

Lilac

God I haven't been in the Zeldaverse in a bit. I don't know if I have everything still for my Rito.

Lilac

Lol

[Open Starter]

Off in a quiet corner of the workshop, stood at a cluttered table filled with tools and parts. There were tools and parts such as screwdrivers, micro-welders, loose wires, and a half-disassembled gadget she’d been working on beforehand. The silence was occasionally broken by +

Lilac

I TOLD YOU I WOULD DO IT

"As stated, I am taking a break from my work. So I was just walking around to get some air outside of my work station."

“ 𝚃𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗！”

707 !

From the Mystic Messenger verse!

♥︎ + ↻

#MVRP #CrossoverRP #MMRP #MysticMessengerRP

"Well, I was just taking a break from my work... Might I ask what exactly you are doing?" Hirata propped her hand on her hip, her gaze watching him.

On a short stroll, she happened to run across the stranger. And she sure was startled from what she saw, though she didn't show it very much. Now who was this? "Hello...?"

@ ~
Holy shirtballs, will you look at all these sons of nice ladies.
Darn synesthesia beacon, fudge you!
Fork it!
~@
#NSFWRP #HSRRP #SFWRP #MVRP #GACHARP

+ Each step was followed by the soft whirring of her metallic leg joints.

(This ended up being longer than I thought. 😅)

+ her violet gaze scanned the table which was organized chaos. Was there some other project for her to work on? Or should she take this as a moment for a break? Perhaps a break would be needed, so she decided to step out for a little while. +

+ She moved the final piece into place and the device powered on.

A soft sigh escapes from her as she sets the device off to the side for whenever the device is to be picked up, her hand reaching for a rag to clean off her hands. "At least that’s done..." She murmured to herself.

For a moment, +

+ the soft hums and whirring whenever she shifted her weight, the sounds coming from the metallic legs she built herself.

She focused on what she was trying to fix out of a request. The request had come from an acquaintance, something so simple she decided to do it without payment. +

[Open Starter]

Off in a quiet corner of the workshop, stood at a cluttered table filled with tools and parts. There were tools and parts such as screwdrivers, micro-welders, loose wires, and a half-disassembled gadget she’d been working on beforehand. The silence was occasionally broken by +