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Hi. Angel on your shoulder here. It's totally ok to kill that guy

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also old sketch design idea for talons ba verse look

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God weapon/battle academia verse hcs yay:

Talon is Amrita God-Weapon Academy's assassin club captain; calculating, direct, and evasive. They have been the president since their acquirement of the role in their first year, now in second year, and remove any challengers seemingly before they can even put their usurping plans into motion.

Amrita Academy is the most prestigious of the God Weapon Academies, with a grueling entry exam to even be considered a potential student. Strict policies and an expectation for students to be the best of the best in every way have given the school and its students a reputation for being composed, orthodox, and snooty.

Their adoptive father Marcus, who was the principle at Durandal God-Weapon Academy, is currently missing.. He enrolled Talon in Amrita to succeed in the more prestigious school for social standing. His disappearance is troubling to them.

Talon was secretly created from a God Weapon fragment, initially a failure of an experiment until Marcus stepped in and honed them into a disciplined force with his teachings. His lessons often lacked social skill training.

Talon keeps their abilities as secretly guarded as possible to keep others from forming strategies against them easily. Through being a god weapon fragment and their training, they have an enhanced physique (things like speed, reaction time, jumping distance, more strength than one would first think, etc.) (They travel to and from Amrita's school grounds by jumping around the branches of the giant trees surrounding the campus.

Their power involves being able to summon magical blades, and they are honing their control of them, currently only able to recall them. They are also equipped with gear to become invisible for periods of time, and a arm blade to 'channel' their powers into - this is moreso a coverup.

Talon is in an arranged marriage with Amrita's head of the Luminary club, Khada Jhin (@dolls-runeterran-dollhouse), a cover to excuse them being close to the skilled heiress who assists in enhancing their skills with adjustments, much like what was made with her own weapons. In exchange, the Jhin family were to get a share of the influence the Du Couteaus have over God Weapon fragments, difficult now with Marcus' disappearance. So to keep the realtionship and deal from becoming strained, Talon will retrieve God Weapon fragments for the family.

Talon is juggling these expectations of finding fragments with their responsibilities of being the assassin club assassin and curricular work, while also learning more about themself and what they want in life, and if that goes beyond being a honed weapon.

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🗡 if i get todays to-do list done i will start writing up the battle academia verse ive been stewing over...

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"Flattered." They lie, unamused and nearing the limit of how many insults they could take lying down. Confusion more than gratitude muddles their thoughts at the news that Ol' Caskbreaker would go out of his way for the likes of them. That anyone would stick up for them, let alone stave a devil from her malicious plans. Didn't change that he'd told her of their existence, or that they crossed paths in the bar without warning. While they ponder over this predicament, a brow furrows over eyes that focus on the glass in their grip, not bothering to glance up. They'd be no answers found in his unfriendly expression.

Her last question is the one to finally jolt the demon out of their spiralling train of thought. They blink through the surprise, taking a beat to understand who was being discussed now, after their view of the barkeep had been shown in a strange new angle. But through the quick process of elimination, Talon settles confidently on who she spoke of in vague adverbs that they would know of, and who frequented the bar. And they almost bark out a laugh turning to her fully. "You mean that haunted gunslinger; one boot in the grave and the other in hell?" A movement of their focus and a cant to their head motion to the exit of the establishment. "Promised to kill me next I was seen past those welcoming doors."

A flicker of fiery eyes toward the bartender gives away the recollection just as quickly as their next question leaves upturned lips, peeled back in a grin. "Why, you heard he's got a weakness for pretty little evil things?"

"Cut N' Coat can do wonders for a man down on his luck or a lady lookin' to dazzle and bewilder darlin'! But that ain't my game, I'm afraid... And even if it were; wouldn't really do much good here, would it!" A sugary sweet giggle escapes as she throws her arms wide to gesture at the bar as a whole. "These here folk already layin' in their coffins out there! So what does it matter what they look like? They're already on their way through..."

"Exceptions would be the usual clientele and well..." She cranes her head looking at Gragas whom scoffs loudly and runs his fingers along his magnificently groomed and treated beard. "Yeah... waste of time." Jhin adds, swaying her legs back and forth like a bored child as she turns to look at Talon once more.

"Oh no darlin'!" She snickered, another smile gracing her pristine features. "I only offer once-in-a-lifetime services to the desperate and needy!" Her smile falters as she glances at Gragas again, who simply stays out of the conversation at the moment. "Except our gentleman giant wouldn't let me touch a feather on your head if I was able to help you..."

"So you'd have been the one true exception! That means something!" She winked, snapping her fingers playfully.

"But all that aside; mind if I ask you a question instead?"

Lacing her fingers together, she leans forward. Gragas starts paying more attention, and noticeably so, as he puts a mug down and focuses on the conversation as well. Scowling at Jhin behind her back. "What's y'all's relationship with that Tall, Handsome fella?"

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🗡 dont have much to offer right now except the ideas for talon's host and what they went through to become a demon. its just a big messy dot point list rn but believe me it exists

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🗡 i have two (kinda three but one is presenting the work of another) more assignments to complete and ill be completing a cert. IV course and i will be free (until i begin another thing that will keep me busy) and im hoping to get it all done by this time next week..

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the curious witch asks: ' do you remember it all ? bein' as old as you are , 'm sure you have more memories than you can count . ' the girl muses quietly , legs swinging gently as she dangles them over the edge upon which she sits . ' ... you ever had to let any of those go ? 'cause maybe there was just too much to remember or ... ' her gaze settles within her lap . ' maybe it was for the best that you forgot . ' - rwell ... 🥺

Memories were for the conscience, the self aware. Those early days were only a smatterings of visions, and thrills of the hunt. But even now, they can recall that first breath, and the hunger to enact terror it brought. Beneath worn leather, Talon's vision is cast over the open expanse cut into segments by long, old fences from the barn roof holding up their weight, the young witch sitting at the edge by their side. If they gave it the time, they could recall when there hadn't been a fence feebly splitting this valley. Tthey had caught sight of when the farmstead had been a thing to behold a few times too, instead of the derelict that barely stood up in the abandoned field behind them. Even then, it had only ever been a location to gather their bearings, to know they were close enough to civilisation for their next hunt. Most of their memories are best kept sequestered.

"Depends what you reckon is worthy of bein' dubbed a memory." They begin. Talon shifts their resting elbow to sit up, scraping along the roof tiles and leaving a scorch mark. After checking there was no fear of a spark igniting, they begin to answer proper. "It comes fleetingly. As well as the dunes recall how quenching the rain can be. Dig deep and you'll find where each drop is kept. You'll also find as you age, remembering will involve far more searching, through hoarded events an' recollections." They hadn't considered when humans first began keeping a personal record of their existence until just now. Suppose they had a question for her, too. Wondered if it felt anything like theirs. "Give me the time to hem and hum, sure I can wrangle enough memories like dust-bunnies an' paint a scene."

Cooled eyes take a gander at her face then, revealed from beneath the cover of their hat to read her expression. Her own story, as short in comparison to their own as it is, is chock-full of enough loss for a whole lifetime. She speaks of it seldom, perhaps a habit she's picked up after both her mentor and them. Or maybe for her own sake. Their next words pull their chest down with a sinking knowing of what they had to do. Questioning when it became a 'must' to teach her could wait for another time. "The painful ones got a lesson tied to 'em. Trying to throw any away is more trouble than relief, they got a habit of stickin' back in you. Best to keep them in your sights than knock on wood hoping they never cut you again."

With a lifted heel, the point of a spur picks into the worn wood of the wall behind their dangling feet, focus flickering as they search for a way to not end their answer on such a dour note. Maybe even bring that playful smile of hers out, like the sun cutting through an overcast haze. "... I don't hold the stretches of walking too dear. Wager I've wandered longer than you've existed. Enough to encircle the whole West a few times."

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what did you see? what did you see out there?

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🗡 yap hour ive been quiet (not yapping about it here) but its about my ideas for talons story progression and demons and how everything eventually falls into place just for me (i twist everything to be good for me)

but my thought process for talons 'story progression' ever since the kat comic was that they either have to figure out their own life without marcus around (boo thats character growth), or sink even deeper into being 'the blade's shadow' as their purpose in life/being the true heir by following his teaching better than kat etc. and vowing to avenge marcus. as much as they would love to kill the grand general they are also sadly very fatalistic and might aim instead to 'expose' swain as being a monster/not human to incur change into happening or something. so learning about demons, what and how swain has been up to, etc.

and this has been what ive thought about for a while now, and with all of this atakhan lore, and the leblanc update dropping this year? i have been quietly feasting. plotting scheming etc.

le blanc's line for talon now IN GAME supports my thinking too.

"The Du Couteau name is worthless, - aim higher."

which is very fun and pointed for so many reasons and i think leblanc has many, many ways to try and convince talon to work with or for her because she has a lot of answer they seek but being missing-dad mode talon will point the blame at anyone and everyone for him dying - including the black rose for not having his deal with them be enough to kill swain.

i also want to explore talon Actually learning about demons and those crazy enough to actually hunt them because talon has only ever really 'hunted' humans before this is drastically different fields and i like imagining the different shenanigans this can create. learning more and more about demons and just Seeing atakhan is so fun as well.

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the lack of texture isnt helping but the hair looks so greasy.... when did you last shower.....

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Where once they would have jeered at a mortal tricked into servitude by devilish acts, Talon cannot help but let the strings of their chest tumour pull at their lips. Taught and pitying. Wandering eyes never steer far from the animated claw, inspecting it in turn with head canting from side to side. "Can't help the speculations that be gnawin' at my mind, over what inspired you to strive in this field." After pausing a moment, an outstretched, ignited hand reroutes to the collar of their overcoat, adjusting how it sat on their shoulder. They meet his eyes with his turn, but find the contents atop the workshop counter more curious as they continued their answer. "Clockwork Angels were once the things of myth, renewed now with one galavantin' over open plains. A husk to shelter the divine without a home."

Talon's searching pauses, watching Viktor instead for a reaction to their words. They do not wait long, for the anticipation would make them queasy. "Been wondering what angel blood would be worth to you, Doctor. Or if your work went no further than caging weary, mortal souls."

❛ it goes. ❜ it isn't his work anymore. viktor wanted to give the wretched a second chance at life. longevity. eternity, even. mordekaiser wants tin soldiers to reign over. nevertheless ... ❛ what i'm capable of mortal medicine can only dream of achieving. ❜ words of hubris, but delivered in such a bitter tone its clear the doctor's been well and truly punished for it.

there's no room to entertain in the workshop. there's a single stool, but viktor claims it for himself. he stretches out his leg, fiddling with a brace that wraps around his calf and thigh. whilst his attention is seemingly elsewhere, the metal claw at his back turns to the stranger, as though regarding them. there's a white glow, dimming then brightening, where the three talons meet.

❛ you've come this far, knowing what i do. ❜ it's not a question. viktor lifts his gaze back to the stranger, eyes narrowed in consideration. ❛ —why? ❜

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returning to my roots of posting a bunch of rough sketches & not elaborating before i fall unconscious

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Stardew Valley Dollmaker

tagged by: @dolls-runeterran-dollhouse ♡ tagging: you if you havent played around with this yet !

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imagining the most self indulgent writing ever...

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they are canceling me for the way i deal with grief. also, for the infinite number of destroyed universes

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"I should have found another way out of the reckoner barracks."