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✔:A plot you would love to play out with your character

There’s nothing in particular I could say right now without mentioning AUs—but I know I want to explore around a RP before he joins the Shepherds—and when he was in the Plegian Army. There are quite a lot of things that I want to RP out; but I have to admit that I want to RP Henry while he was still within that army for some reason.

♔:A character (in general) that you’d like to interact with

There’s a few. First of all, Robin(either, honestly.) I don’t really have much to explain on this one other than the fact that I feel that it’d be very interesting to see how interaction plays out for them outside of the supports given.

Secondly, Ricken. Ricken is one of those Shepherds that Henry grew fond of even without an S Support. I can’t help but like their friendship„

Lastly, Maribelle. Their C Support got me. It really did. Friends who talk to plants. I wish I could explain better why I want him to interact with those three characters but I’m horrible at explaining.

✖:A plot you would never do/can’t do with your character

This is more of a personal thing and it’s not a very good response to this—but I prefer the least interaction between Tharja and Henry. Again, I can’t even explain.

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★: A blog you’d love to roleplay with

theres no chance of you getting me to pick just one person/

i want to rp with everyone, whether i follow them or not, so theres your answer.think of all the possibilities that could come out of it.

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semi-rant / plus ship talk at the end

theres a lot of talk on my dash about how henry is a horrible person--and im not going to disagree but you have to realize that there was a crucial part to his past that shaped that. his parents didnt want him. his family was a wolf--that soon got killed by a town when it came to visit him. it opposed no threat, yet they killed it. henry needed help--and he needed a home. he quickly became twisted after the turn of events and going to mage school going through dangerous situations there. he loved death, yes. he loved killing, yes. he needed help, yes. Thats part of the reason why I think his supports with Olivia are so heartfelt. if you dont want him to get help--to change for the better--than theres really no point of reading this further. what im saying is, his supports with her are so meaningful because Olivia tries to reach into henry's core and help him. she realizes that hes not only sick and twisted and to stay away--but that he feels hurt. heck, it happens too. the part of the supports where she faked her own death--henry cried. he has emotions. hes not heartless. also look at his supports with ricken. if somebody were to hurt ricken or anybody else close to him, henry would be devastated. yes, he'd go on an unexcusable bloody rampage--but then again, would he know any better? i fully blame his parents for this. it isnt all his fault. he wasnt raised the way normal children were. id be twisted too if that were what i had for conditions as a child. people say that his supports are bad and i disagree. they explore the fact that he really does have emotions, but he doesnt know how to release them.

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           "Awh--?" Came his reply. Henry's use of the words 'Crazy            lady were more of a running joke than anything--he uses the            name moreso nowadays remembering getting close to Olivia.            Inigo didn't seem to really like the usage of it, so Henry decided            not to say it again, although tempted. His goal was for his family            to be happy--but it sure didn't come off as visible as it could've.

           Laughing childishly at Inigo's pun--Henry appeared satisfied that            he'd picked up the light-hearted joking as he had been doing. He            also seemed happy, judging by the smile on his face as well. "Basic            brews, huh? You might have to show me what I taught ya--er,            future me, that is! Nya ha! Hmm.... I taught you some very essential            things!"

            "'Superstitions' are true--there's a bit of magic in them, of             course!" He listened to his son, in rather fascination beyond             this point, hearing out what all his future self had to offer             for his son. Superstitions were important information to             Henry, as he indeed believed in them. And if one were to             fail to succeed, he would likely add his own twist to it.             "I'm glad t'know that I taught you some valuable stuff!"

;—≼☽≽ “I wouldn’t go so far as to call them crazy…” Inigo said, never wanting to call his lovely mother that, and she and Maribelle were friends, so he’s seen the blonde woman plenty of times as a child. “Mother wanted me to not be held back by my shyness, they were unaware of how little me would have taken the advice.” It helped, but not in the manner they expected.

     ”Er, I’m grateful as well, considering I don’t think I could stomach it, but thankfully that didn’t become a burnden on you, hm?” he asked, a pun slipping thanks to his father’s comment about mage school. Smiling at his own joke, he continued, “But oh, don’t think you didn’t teach me anything, father! I did help you with a few of your projects, so I know some basic brews, and our travels through the forest aided me in my floriography, as well as more than a bundle of knowledge in superstitions.”

     Oh yes, the superstitions. Henry told him so many to calm Inigo’s young thoughts. “I can I ever forget the time you told me that eating peaches helps with making a tough decision? Or walking through maple branches will give you a long life? Mother had gotten upset that time when I placed an onion in her room because you told me that doing so would help draw out the sickness.” Some of Henry’s teachings did make a mark on the mercenary as well, even if they were less obvious.

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         He scratched the back of his head, laughing. "Oops,"          came an only semi-apologetic reply. But what else was          expected of the dark mage? Olivia was a Shepherd          Henry considerably thought of as a friend. "Sorry!"

          "Out in the forest, eh? The spoooky spooky forest?"           Stop teasing. Although, Henry could've said much worse.

Said dancer lost her concentration and screamed bloody murder, jumping at least a foot into the air. That voice could only belong to one person. Upon having her feet touch the ground again, she placed a hand over heart and attempted to catch her breath. When her body finally calmed down from the shock, she twirled around to be face to face with one of their resident Plegians.

"I-I was dancing until you scared me." She explained between pressed lips. Olivia attempted to look upset but needless to say, she looked more adorable than upset with that blush of hers.

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          "Ahaha--They're both crazy ladies, then, huh?" Henry laughed.           He tended to call Olivia Crazy Lady--even moreso when he           thought she was aiming a bit too high when trying to get him           to show her something other than a smiley demeanor.

          "Well, kiddo, Past me won't allow it either. Dark Magic can           be lethally dangerous. You see... this one time at Mage           school, I almost burned my face off, nyaha! Good times!"           Henry was almost glad his future self hadn't allowed Inigo           to delve into the Dark arts. It appeared he'd grown more           caring upon being around Olivia. He had a family now. A           real one, that is. Unlike the wildlife, Henry wouldn't lose           Olivia and Inigo both. Although Inigo here hadn't been           born yet.

          "I guess it makes sense. Though I'd say it made a bigger           difference with you than with your mother." Maybe Maribelle           got a bit carried away?

"Perhaps it was Maribelle? All I remember was she said they talked and there may have been a book involved…" A book on flirting, if you can believe it; which makes you wonder what kind of books the troubadour kept if she so casually handed that out to Inigo’s mother. 

"Ah, that’s quite alright, I’ve turned out fine anyway," he said. Yep, just fine, if… "Mother certainly wouldn’t have allowed it, though you, er future you, that is, never allowed me near your magic in the first place." And he knows now that it certainly wasn’t something one can dabble in lightly. 

"Mother’s advice worked however, I do think back on the times where I hid behind your cape because I was too shy and you’d wrap me in it." Ah, those days. Olivia had her silks but they were see-through, and young Inigo didn’t want to be seen. "As you can see, no more hiding, and instead I can flirt with the ladies easily!" …maybe the wrong thing to say but it was more than that than he spoke of.

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            "Whatever y'say," Came a dismissive reply. Once again,              Henry still didn't quite understand why Olivia was trying              so hard at this. At this point--a smile was natural to him              and he wasn't quite sure how to bring out any other              emotion. But Olivia seemed willing, and Henry thought he'd              might as well tag along with it.

             "--Aaaall righty. You're the boss. What're we trying today?"              Truthfully, he was actually quite curious as to where this              would go. Surely, he'd rather be experiment more of              The Risen, as his interests took him to finding why the              creatures were they way they were. But Henry actually              seemed quite fine with sticking around for Olivia's serious              goal of getting him to show his emotions more vividly.

"H-Henry!" The dancer interjected, "T-This isn't just a 'Practice', I'm trying to help you express your emotions!" She tried to explain while blushing slightly.

Olivia couldn't help but think that all that smiling and cheering about blood might just be a facade, that he might just keep his real feelings locked up tight. And to her, it was sad, not being able to express yourself in a healthy manner, so she deigned that she would help him. She promised herself that she would help him discover all sorts of emotions and expressions. And maybe, just maybe,

she could see his genuine smile.

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        He listened only somewhat carefully to his son, who         seemed kind of cautious on saying it. Henry opened         his mouth to speak, just as Inigo finally spoke up again.         Good thing he did too, you wouldn't want to know what         Henry would've said. And his words almost didn't surprise         him at all. Inigo seemed quite content talking to all the         female shepherds around.

       "Ohh, really? Sounds similar to some advice she took from        Maribelle," He responded, then releasing a laugh. "I would've        came up with a spell to cure ya of it! But I bet Olivia wouldn't        let me."

       It hadn't occurred to Henry that Inigo did more than just talk        to girls--he was also more flirtatious now. Not that he'd be        able to pinpoint something like that from his son. He didn't        pay attention to that. As long as Inigo didn't get into magic        he was totally fine with whatever. Dark Magic, specifically.        Otherwise there'd be a bit of unusual over-caution from        Henry. Learning Dark Magic was dangerous, and as much        as death was Henry's thing--Inigo was important to him.

"Er." That was not the kind of question he imagined that his father would ask of him, and could only stare over in slight confusion because was Henry really sure he wanted to know of that? The mercenary however didn’t want to bring up that he still wasn’t quite over it, feeling embarrassed about anyone possibly catching him in his dancing, and no doubt if he were the bring it up, his father would be curious and want to watch as well. "Ah that is…" Gathering up courage, because he could tell that a repeat of their prior conversations may play out again, and simply decided to suck it up; Henry did ask, after all.

"Mother didn’t want me to remain locked down by my shyness, so she told me that there was nothing braver than a guy talking to girls!" There we go, it’s all been revealed. "She said she got told this advice from a friend of hers." 

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Put a word in my ask and I will write a Headcanon about it for my Muse.

Nightmares

Humanity

Guardian

Torture

Insanity

Slaughter

Order

Morality

Loyalty

Promise

Betrayal

Epiphany

Apathy

Memories

Loss

Lies

Death

Love

Plans

Pawns

revenge

Monster

Time

Waiting

Laugh

Trend

Alliance

Natural

Pretence

Urge

Impression

Critic

Accent

Stranger

Judgement

Delirious

Instinct

Damage

Illusion

End

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Raised by the best!

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       "Y'got it, Morgan! Hm... oh! I know.. What did one       casket say to the sick casket? Is that you coughin?"       Oh dear Henry.

"I guess it’s true that you should save them all, but I would like to hear one more!"

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        "I've got plenty more! But it's better to save 'em         instead telling them all at once, right? Unless you         reeeally want to hear another one."

"That’s a good one Henry! Do you have any more?"

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           Sitting on the ground on the far side of the camp, Henry            was being secretive--messing around with some spells.            Dark Magic, something you do not want to get struck by.            Knowing very well that it would be bad if he practiced            in the middle of camp--and boy did Henry want too--            he decided to stay away from the Shepherds while            testing stuff out.

           Later, after much practice, it had gotten dark and most            have retreated to their camps. Henry, much enjoying            the dark, stayed outside. Pretty soon, he heard some            slight ruckus coming from somewhere outside the tents.            Was somebody else a night owl here? Probably Maribelle            staying again doing her weird noble studying.

            Deciding to have a bit of fun, Henry stood up, and followed             the source of the sound. Quickly, he found Lissa out doing             something. Grin as clear as day, he had stayed hidden             this entire time. "Boo--!" Came a yell.

             "Gee, Lissa. You're out pretty late." So were you, Henry.

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         Although Henry preferred to hide any outside emotions,          much less know how to even show off his emotions other          than happiness, he still accepted Olivia's like 'Expression          Practice' offer. It was a kind and serious offer--but he          didn't take it seriously at all. He'd never been able to show          any different expression on his face other than a grin.          It was all too natural to him.

         Later, meeting up the dancer, Henry greeted her. "Heya,          Olivia. Ready for the expression what-sit practice you          wanted me to come for?"

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        A bit at a loss of what to do to pass the time,         Henry flopped down and sat in the grass,         going through one of his spell books rather         briefly. He didn't have anything new to look         at, and reading got boring after awhile.

        A few hours later, as Shepherds passed by,         one in particular caught his eye and Henry         bolted up.

        "Hiya Nowi!" He waved. Henry was thinking         of one thing, and only one. "You're a         manakete, right? Dragons are awesome!         ...Do'ya mind turning into one for me?"         That was rude of him. But Henry         couldn't help it.

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         "Extremely funny," He replied. "Okay so, what's          a crow's favorite vegetable? Cawliflour!" Not          your best pun, Henry. And you didn't even come          up with it.

"Oh! Jokes? Is it really funny?"