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Brother couldn’t find his cane but his wife was next to him

(Disappears for another month)

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Matilda Horatius introduction.

“Names Matilda. I’m one of the manor’s workers, I patrol and take care of the schedule. Don’t try to cause trouble around here, ‘aight? Or you’ll deal with me. I bite.”

Matilda Horatius, one of the middle Horatius siblings who has a messy and enigmatic past. She works as one of the Oletus Manor’s workers who watches over the guests and their attitude in the shadows.

Basic information:

Name: Matilda Horatius Stefanova.

Age: 35 years old.

Nationality: Mixed, Argentinian/Romanian

Voice claim (not yet)

Talent: Fighting/wrestling, writing, lock picking.

Likes: Writing poems, orange flowers, sunny weather.

Dislikes: Plague masked doctors, syringes, deep water bodies, rain.

Character’s poster

Character’s Backstory

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MATILDA HORATIUS BACKSTORY. [TW: Abuse, religious trauma/topics, experiments on people, death, murder, description of torture, blood in the artwork.]

“Everything dear will manage to slip from her desperate grasp… yet the echoing sound of three bell chimes will always haunt her until she buries her own grave with her two, blood-stained palms.”

Matilda Horatius, an embodiment of destruction of her family, that’s how they picked up on her inability to respond and react like a normal person most of the time. Despite how much she hated to be like her father, she looked and acted too much like him through her whole life.

Her childhood wasn’t fulfilled or sweet, she was forced to survive the ‘cold’ at a young age because her family didn’t see her as a valuable child of the generation who could be trusted to continue the bloodline, all because she was clumsy and impatient with machinery tools, breaking them into two out of impatience. The only relatives she could truly rely on was her older brother and uncle, Emerson and Horacio. They were all quite different, yet their connection as a family and struggles of surviving managed to tie their differences into one.

She was treated as a mean and dirty guard dog, being used to send on tasks which required brutal strength. She never talked much and threw a punch before a single sentence if commanded, until Horacio teached her as many things as he could, hoping these methods would help her to become something far better than their ‘family’. With better surroundings, Matilda got better hobbies like writing and writing her own novels.

At age of 15, only now finding out about the existence of her last and youngest brother, Logan, who was hidden away, she barely holds onto her knuckles at the dinner table as everyone was finally introduced once and for all. She was frustrated, but maybe she could impress the kid, rebuild the image of that ‘mean dog’ to something far better.

After managing to get a small break from ‘family’ tasks and chores, she became a bellringer and worker at the Bucharest’s church with help of her ‘family’’s good connections with the priest, finding the place great and neat as she finally got to hear good and quiet murmurs around her, not being a bother at all, feeling light as a feather.

However, she never was free from the responsibilities she had to face as a Horatius child. In the mid 20’s, she had to accompany Logan on his first task of finding and transporting the ‘goods and supplies’ to the ‘family’. Unfortunately, the transportation didn’t go as planned and one of the old traps set by a long-dead farmer was turned on, slicing right across Matilda’s face and leaving a permanent scar across her face.

It didn’t really matter to her, nor barely anybody around her other than her brothers and uncle, like always. After she was discharged from hospital stay, she went back to her regular pace at work. At church, everything changed after her return. Once peaceful and quiet muttering turned into poisonous and tense whispering behind her back, constantly disturbing her once common peace.

May 18th, Sunday, Lord’s Day.

During one of the prayer preparations, Matilda checked for any faults and the last thing was the belltower, needing to ring it three times. The belltower was above the Altar, where the priest greeted the guests and chanted the usual prayers and blessings.

Matilda tugged at the rope, first ring.

“Through Him, with Him, in Him, in Him in the unity of the Holy Spirit,”

Matilda tugged at the rope with confusion. “Why does the rope feel lighter?” Second ring.

“All glory and honor is yours, almighty Father, forever and ever.”

Matilda let go off the rope. “There’s a cut on the rope.” Third ring.

Our Father, who art in heaven, Hallowed be thy Name.

Fourth ring. “???”

The rope of the bell, ripped and let the bell fall down with the heavening thud. Right on the priest’s praying figure. She stood above it all at the tower, looking down at the bloody mess underneath, where the guests and staff screamed in fear and sorrow. “Who could’ve done such a thing?!”

Everyone blamed and pointed at Matilda, yelling and throwing different objects at her before she punched somebody in the face who held a weirdly-worn out knife.

‘You truly are a bloodlusted dog, Matilda.It was truly destined for you to wear that dirty dog muzzle on you and run experiments on you. You're a sinful and forbidden creation of the world.’ The voice by the court’s door snickered, as Matilda was escorted from it by force after being labeled as ‘Guilty’.

She was being punished, being chosen to be used as some aggressive subject for various asylum experiments.

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Matilda couldn’t handle it, the fear taking over and causing her to struggle out of one of the plague masked doctor’s grasp and beating the other until the dark red splattered across the floor and walls. She was terrified, truly, the fear and desperation for survival caused her to look like a crazed hound. She dragged the bodies through the deserted asylum, before stopping at the silent lake and threw them to float and slowly descend into the depths.

page 76, May 20th.

After I managed to find the route back to my house, I pretty much started packing my things as soon as I arrived, well, not until I saw that manor letter on my desk with my old novels, offering me a job as one of the manor worker’s who patrolled the place. I’m not a fan of taking the role of some guard dog but there was no better option than accepting the fate of becoming a lab rat.

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I worry about my brothers, Loggy’s secretary sent me a message about that incident, sa and Emmy… I hope his old heart will be alright. What am I even talking about, that old man handles everything better than anybody I know.

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"You're truly the bloodlusted dog, Matilda."

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//Since the exams week is coming, many things will be late, but i will be able to draw doodles about the horatius family or related things to them. So. Give me art requests while that chance is still there. Can't let this blog collect a mountain of dust too.

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Dear Visitors,

“The first bell chime was loud and clear, yet the last one was muffled and gray. The church is not a place for a saint after the priest is long crushed under the last ring.“ Was she the murderer, or a target for ‘revenge’? Meet new survivor - Bellringer, Matilda Horatius!

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Mod Boris here, sorry for the sudden disappearance, life ain't easy,,,, I struggle to draw rn and can barely manage to do doodles so yeah give me some time and I'll come back with a lot of stuff

Thanks for Ur patience :3

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Updated the poster art since it looked weird, enjoy :)

“Oh, My dearest… isn’t it unhealthy for a simple mortal like you constantly trying to visit me? Or perhaps you’re so desperate for me? Don’t be so selfless now.. but since you’re here, come, let me show you a little secret I held for a while, but only if you promise to take better care of yourself ~”

The timetraveler’s “Loving Whisperers” S-tier is finally here! Please welcome this strange guest of your dreams with your upmost respect!

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“ Is it bad to sleep often? I don’t know… as long as I get to meet this… strange man, the man who whispers me such stories and secrets about this realm with such honeyed voice. I wish I could remember what he told me though when I wake up, his voice and appearance … is one of the only things I could really focus on and remember without the constant blur. “

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//The real ones remember this old. Logan drawing. Which I was forced to draw BTW . do you guys wanna see the redraw of it or is it a hell naw

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You can not escape the gay allegations

"my apologies but for that to happen you have to catch me red handed doing such things or I'll never admit it."

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I can't believe you're cheating on Edric, Angeline and Marise with some red head... Sobs sobs....

“You-…”

“You creatures sure do make me wonder if you really know what a common sense of thinking is. I never dated any of my dear friends, I never was romantically interested in that weirdo, nor will I ever cheat in something so serious like romantic relationships.”

“Now let go off this situation, I barely have patience these days with you darn anons.”

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Heyyy Logan, since you're a timetraveler do you like history??? Is there a specific period of time you like reading about?

“Well.. ah, the Russian’s literature history is truly fascinating to me, one of my personal favorite which doesn’t include my research and Urgh… ‘contracts’. I store some of the books like “Dead souls” English copies on my shelves, but I at times try to read the original version, yet Russian language is very complex… though I can understand some phrases and I tried to pronounce it yet.. hmph..”

*the Timetraveler chuckled, cracking a small, yet genuine smile.

“You could say my tongue almost twist itself… i guess learning new languages isn’t my strongest suit after all.”

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“Oh, My dearest… isn’t it unhealthy for a simple mortal like you constantly trying to visit me? Or perhaps you’re so desperate for me? Don’t be so selfless now.. but since you’re here, come, let me show you a little secret I held for a while, but only if you promise to take better care of yourself ~”

The timetraveler’s “Loving Whisperers” S-tier is finally here! Please welcome this strange guest of your dreams with your upmost respect!

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“ Is it bad to sleep often? I don’t know… as long as I get to meet this… strange man, the man who whispers me such stories and secrets about this realm with such honeyed voice. I wish I could remember what he told me though when I wake up, his voice and appearance … is one of the only things I could really focus on and remember without the constant blur. “

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[VOICE CLAIMS PT1]

Logan, Timetravel freak and Mateo :)

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[SHUTDOWN FOR PALESTINE ON MARCH 2ND!]

I have some artwork on me, but I won't post them today nor tomorrow due to the global shutdown for Palestine. I encourage people to do the same, only post/repost about Palestine on this day on any social media and keep lifting the voices till the end.

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//Logan in a different universe where he's completely happy, joyous and eepy

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Do U do any sport?? I mean... Keeping such a form sure must me tough!! Haha ......

"I do. Fencing/ Swordsplay is that it got my form so well-built, hah.. though whenever I do hunter matches frequently, it helps out too if I'll be honest."

"Though I miss having a partner to practice with, my poor mannequin can barely keep it head intact."