#✠ verse — but the good name never dies of one who has done well

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ooc . Verse drop! Very bare bones, but I’ll build on them.

✠ verse — a bloody mess in the wild west

red dead redemption . Based out of an abandoned mine in West Elizabeth, Odessa leads a gang of outlaws, roving afield to scavenge and raid. The group walks a fine line between banditry and rebellion, primarily targeting wealthy tycoons, corrupt lawmen and large ranch owners, while offering protection to smaller communities. Folk heroes or criminals? It depends on who you ask.

✠ verse — i rebel / therefore i exist

cyberpunk 2077 . The cybernetically-enhanced leader of a nomad gang, Odessa and her crew scavenge the Badlands. She rebels against the megacorporations and battles for dominance in the Night City streets.

✠ verse — the axe forgets / the tree remembers

stardew valley . Lumberjane Odessa runs a forestry farm on the edge of Cindersap, selling hardwood, softwood, pine tar and oak resin. Experienced in combat, she is no stranger to the local mines, and is capable of clearing out monsters and gathering loot. The Stardrop Saloon is like a second home to her, and her assistance can be secured on the promise of a pint or ten. This verse can be tweaked to suit a real-world rural setting.

✠ verse — the mad exultation of battle

fantasy . A barbarian chieftain, Odessa leads a nomadic tribe. Curious about the world beyond her clan, she sometimes ventures out on her own to take contracts as a mercenary.

✠ verse — when we get down to basics / humans are just big bags of irradiated chemicals

fallout . Tales of the raider queen, of a woman standing over most men. Her gang of raiders live off the remnants of pre-war civilization, taking what they need from the irradiated wastelands, triumphing through brute force and cunning. Axe-wielding Odessa is a picture of survival.

✠ verse — i will show you fear in a handful of dust

mad max . Odessa rules over the Junkers, a ragtag group of raiders and scavengers based out of an abandoned power plant. They are a relatively small faction, but vicious, and creative. By their hands, weapons and vehicles are crafted – then used to ambush travelling convoys.

✠ verse — the shadow of the axe hangs over every joy

bloodborne . TBC.

✠ verse — but the good name never dies of one who has done well

viking era . A verse inspired by but not limited to Assassin’s Creed: Valhalla. Odessa is an intimidating and powerful shieldmaiden. She leads a raiding party, sacking monasteries and settlements.

✠ verse — falling down is how we grow / staying down is how we die

ancient greece . A verse inspired by but not limited to Assassin’s Creed: Odyssey. OPTION 1: Odessa is captain of The Scourge, a pirate ship that plunders coastal settlements and terrorises the trade routes of the Aegean Sea. She recognises no rule but her own. OPTION 2: Odessa is a former champion of the arena on Pephka, her prowess and showmanship making her a fan favourite. Now she travels as a mercenary, her axe available to hire.

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━━ ⟢ SENTENCE STARTERS : EXCALIBUR ( 1981 ). all of these were pulled from the final draft of the script as it is available online. perfect but not limited to fantasy / historical muses and verses ! feel free to edit as needed.

❛ i spit on your truce, [name]. ❜

❛ [name], what is this wagging of tongues? ❜

❛ you will be mine. wife and queen, bed and crown. ❜

❛ i want no other crown and no other bed than those i have. ❜

❛ sometimes i give, sometimes i take. it is mine to know which, and when. ❜

❛ i know the storm inside you, and what it has wrought. ❜

❛ you will swear by your true kingship to grant me what i wish. ❜

❛ this is magic - making solid what is in the mind, and unsolid, that which is already solid. ❜

❛ it is done. the future has found root in the present. ❜

❛ but what shall become of me, and the child i bear? ❜

❛ three horses died under me, so hard did i spur them here. ❜

❛ the child is mine, [name]. i have come for [him/her/them]. ❜

❛ it’s not for you, [name], heath and home, wife and child. ❜

❛ to kill and be king, is that all? ❜

❛ you strike me with words as hard as steel. ❜

❛ [name]... i loved you, mighty child. ❜

❛ it is a dark hour… everywhere lawlessness and destruction, and no one to lead us out of it. ❜

❛ you wrong me, for i have never stolen from others, or destroyed the fruit of the land. ❜

❛ a good squire doesn’t forget his knight’s sword. ❜

❛ i was your son before i became your king…if i am king. ❜

❛ [name], we haven’t forgotten you. this is more of your trickery. ❜

❛ ‘help me, help me’. help me get up. ❜

❛ i was hoping i could ask you for a little magic help, but if it makes you so tired… ❜

❛ it will be a good lesson. the best, if it’s not the last. ❜

❛ let’s finish this with a show of force. we have no more tricks and no more advantages. ��

❛ you are in my hands, to slay or to spare. ❜

❛ swear faith to me and you shall have mercy. ❜

❛ you, [name], will knight me. ❜

❛ well, then, i shall tell you which knights have maiden daughters, so you can avoid their castles. ❜

❛ quiet, or i’ll sew up your mouth too. ❜

❛ i love her. if she would be my queen, my dreams would be answered. ❜   

❛ there are maidens as fair, and fairer than [name]. ❜

❛ you’re not listening. your heart is not. love is deaf as well as blind. ❜

❛ i should have left you to fend for yourself. ❜

❛ that is a wild boast. you lack a knight’s humility. ❜

❛ never have i met my match in joust or duel. ❜

❛ yield. i have the advantage. ❜

❛ fight me from your horse or on foot, but fight me. your avoidance mocks me. ❜

❛ i sought only not to harm you. ❜

❛ thanks to god, you are alive. ❜

❛ i love you, my king. ❜  

❛ it is i who must love you, for through your courage and patience you taught me a bitter lesson. ❜

❛ make me your champion, and i will always fight in your place. ❜

❛ i would pledge to you all that i still own : muscle, bone, blood and the heart that pumps it. ❜

❛ the war is over. one land, one king. peace. ❜

❛ i swear never to rest twice on the same pillow till all men live at peace. ❜

❛ i hear the stifled cry for help, i smell the reek of fear… ❜

❛ for your gift, ask a gift of me. ❜

❛ don’t start a war on my wedding day! ❜

❛ look, [name]. the maids and ladies whisper about you. they all dream of winning you, young and old, fair and ugly. ❜

❛ you're the bravest and strongest knight they’ve ever seen, and beauty has kissed your brow. ❜  

❛ and is there no maiden in the whole world who inspires you? ❜

❛ i would swear my love to you. ❜   

❛ i will see you in all women, and i will defend them as i would defend you. ❜ 

❛ [name], don’t you join the celebration? ❜

❛ you’re an angel! not a devil… ❜

❛ who will give me my sword? ❜

❛ i want to write poems about you with moonbeams, make the sea sing your name… ❜

❛ what good are songs and poems to me? they are the barter of ordinary love. ❜

❛ tell me, [name] : have we defeated evil, as it seems? ❜

❛ where hides evil, then, in my kingdom? ❜

❛ i will champion you, my lady. ❜

❛ when i act as your king, i cannot be your husband. ❜

❛ the laws, my laws, must bind everyone, or they are not laws at all. ❜

❛ [name], i fight against myself… ❜

❛ i demand justice, as is my right. ❜

❛ i yield to your mercy, [name]. ❜

❛ flesh on flesh. i will heal you. ❜

❛ they miss the battlefield. i think we do too. ❜

❛ you will be sorely missed. heal yourself and come back. ❜

❛ you think yourself a kingmaker. ha! a meddler, more likely. ❜

❛ the gods of once are gone forever, it is time for men. ❜

❛ [name], make a man out of me. kiss me. ❜

❛ do you think i am ignorant of your stupid little games? preying on the weakness of others. that’s your power, a petty evil. ❜

❛ i will ride forth in the name of that quest, and commit my strength and my soul to it. ❜

❛ [name], a dreadful fear is upon me, that we may never meet again, that the fellowship will be no more… ❜

❛ [name], i know your heart yearns to go, but i am prisoner to my duties, and you must be to yours, at my side. ❜

❛ [name], forgive me. i die without the secret. i have failed. ❜

❛ where are you going, [name], in your iron tomb? still trying to save the world? ❜

❛ i have come to claim what is mine. ❜

❛ i recognize you only as my son, no more. ❜

❛ i cannot offer you the land, only my love. ❜

❛ we will embrace only in battle, and i will touch you only with the blade of my spear. ❜ 

❛ i will muster a great force of knights, and i will return to fight for what is mine. ❜

❛ i have waited long for you. ❜

❛ i am wasting away and i cannot die. and i cannot live. ❜

❛ i didn’t know how empty was my soul until it was filled. ❜

❛ [name], accept my forgiveness, and put your heart to rest. we have suffered too long. ❜

❛ i have always loved you, and i still love you. ❜

❛ i loved you much, as king, and sometimes as husband, but one cannot gaze too long at the sun in the sky. ❜

❛ i was not born to live a man’s life, but to be the stuff of future memory. ❜

❛ now once more i must ride with my knights to defend what was, and the dream of what could be. ❜

❛ i never dared to hope all these years that it was in your keeping. ❜

❛ i have often thought that in the hereafter of our lives, when i owe no more to the future and can be just a man, that we may meet, and you will come to me and claim me as yours, and know that i am your husband. it is a dream i have… ❜

❛ [name], i need you at my side as you were once, my friend, to give me courage. ❜

❛ quiet. you’ll wake the men, and they must fight tomorrow for their lives. ❜

❛ you brought me back. your love brought me back. ❜

❛ what’s behind that beauty? a wizened, cold-hearted snake. ❜

❛ you are mine at last. i am the sea and you will never escape me. ❜

❛ in this battle there is one thing i must do, that no one else can. ❜

❛ [name], i will save you…don’t die. ❜

❛ let my heart do its job, [name], and pump me empty… ❜

❛ the fog is lifting. only we remain alive. ❜

❛ [name], prepare to meet your death. ❜

❛ obey me, [name]. you must act for me. it is my last order as your king. ❜

❛ [name]! will you return? ❜

[eye-lantern]

Do you think BOE names are foreshadowing?

Commander Wake, last name "oops there goes gravity", died falling from space.

Oh yes.

I never thought about this one specifically (her other names are great but I'll Comme back to them later), but I believe that the names always have at least a bit of a link to the true nature of the character or their role in the story.

I don't think anyone in the tlt universe is able to understand it, except maybe John, as he does name people with the knowledge of what those names meant before he nuked everything. Like a twisted inside joke or a wish that it would "take". Kinda like some parents chose a name for it's associated virtues.

But on the other side, BoE has done kind of the same. They don't live forever and meaning will get lost over a myriad, so they tried to preserve their culture by giving names with meaning, but a lot of it is lost to them (I think they still have some context because a lot of those are way too close to their original meaning even if they don't seem to make any sense at first. They are the only one appart from God to use names like he does.

About Wake, I don't think anyone in BoE ever pronounced Wake's last names like in the song but there is no way Jod did not take psychic damage the first time he heard it. Because it is a stupid reminder of what he destroyed, and then erased from everyone he resurrected.

Awake Remembrance of These Valiant Dead:

From Shakespeare's Henry V, meaning "remind yourself of the great deeds of your ancestors". It speaks to Wake's strength and unification of BoE, she is the incarnation of the survivors or Jod's carnage, and of the rebellion's myriad of history.

But to me it also is a call for Gideon. The original sentence is meant to convince Henry V that he should raise an army to take back what is rightfully his, the throne of France. Gideon's heritage is the throne of god, and the command of BoE. We could say she took the first as prince Kiriona Gaia but she didn't do it by Valliance. To do that she would have to kill Jod.

"Awake", is also in a very simple way what she does, she has tried to wake Alecto, she "woke up" Pyrrah by giving her a reason to take control of Gide1n more frequently, she took control as soon as she was woken up as a ghost and became a revenant, and when her daughter's sword entered the mithraeum she regularly woke up as a dead lyctor. And she is of course the Sleeper, who won't stay sleeping. Like, almost on the nose there.

Kia Hua Ko Te Pai (let goodness flourish):

That one is a slap in Jod's face. He is at least mixed Maori/indigenous. This is a part of the Maori version of the New Zealand national anthem. New Zealand's beginnings were bloody and monstrously racist. Having the Maori version of God save New Zealand become an official anthem was the recognition of decades of fighting done by Maori activists for their rights, against the imperialism of the state. Jod's pretty recent ancestors have known that fight. And now he is that oppressing, cruel and inhuman empire. And Wake is throwing this reminder in his face.

If those choices are conscious from BoE then the choice of this precise verse could be used to ground Wake, ala "don't forget why you are doing this".

Snap back to reality, oops, there goes gravity

For BoE necromancy is a crime against nature, an unwelcome alteration of reality itself. And Jod is the incarnation of that. Killing him would make the world "snap back". It would also "kill" the sun again, creating a giant gravity well, absorbing everything in the system, or just disseapear, flinging the system all across the galaxy. Either way, gravity's gonna have quite an effect.

As the phrase comes from "loose yourself" by Eminem, it could also be taken as a reminder of the daunting task ahead and a way for Wake to steel herself and "take her shot".

And she, as you said, died falling out an airlock at the edge of space.

Our lady of the Passion:

This one may be one of the most fascinating. Sure she is passionate and all but, Pash is named after a painting, on of a madone and child. The lady in question is mourning the future suffering of her child, his Passion.

I think BoE names are codenames, given when entering service by a superior. Because Pash would not chose that name. But someone we know would choose a powerful sounding name while also being a sorrowful reminder of the pain this child entering a fighting force will face, Wake.

And suffer she did.

All of those are both a good fit if chosen in universe, but also include prophecies or dramatic irony. Seeing that House names carry that dramatic irony/prophecy too (Corona was almost called Cainabeth), I believe it is a intrinsic property of the locked tomb universe.

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fic writer meme

ty lore @megafaunatic for tagging meee :3c

How many works do you have on Ao3?

fifty three as of today. tomorrow? who knows.... (probably still fifty three)

2. What's your total Ao3 word count?

518,435 words .... wrow.....

3. What fandoms do you write for?

historically its been all over the place but theres so much stuff rotting and dying in my gdrive that has never been posted so i feel like i have a broader actual ouvre than is represented on ao3. which is mdzs heavy at least in the past couple years

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

5. beyond all limit (wangxian i wrote for lore right after i first read the book) 4. if the story's over (moshang post-divorce get-together fic) 3. someone as good for me as you (written in 2016 for holster and ransom when i was reading check, please. LMAO) 2. at least as deep as the pacific ocean (written in 2015 in the clearest example of 'person distraught by the tragic ending of a tragedy misses the fucking point and writes a coffee shop au of achilles and patroclus after she read tsoa' ever, even bigger LMAO) 1. your name safe in their mouth (lsz gets his dad back, and other emotional adventures)

5. Do you respond to comments?

i used to try to reply to every comment i got but i stopped doing that around the same time i went to college and got more depressed. but i love reading comments and i sometimes reply if someone says something that moves me or like. asks me a question about the fic that i want to elaborate on? because i love to yap

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

i'm not really good at writing straight angst i feel like it's normally like. angst with catharsis. but i wrote some explorations on grief in the past couple years that i feel like have the angst factor (what i have of you about nhs after nmj dies, and then when your beard fell out about my sweetie pie kageyama tobio in middle school after his grandpa dies)

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

i have a lot of silly fluffy fics... idk i try to toe the line mostly of like. the joys and sadnesses of human experience but sometimes you just gotta fluff it up. i'll set the table, you can make the fire, which is book verse aziraphale/crowley living in a cottage and being in love, comes to mind....i love that one

8. Do you get hate on fics?

i don't think i've ever really gotten hate on a fic? i have been extremely lucky in that regard. especially since my whole ouvre from like 2014 onward is on that damn site and much of it is very cringeworthy.

9. Do you write smut?

not well!

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you have written?

i often will do like kind of a quasi-crossover kind of thing rather than a True Crossover wherein i take characters i like from one medium and plop them into the roles and places of characters i like from another medium. i did a dragon age wangxian fic where lwj was the inquisitor from da:i called we held together the fragile sky that kind of exemplifies this dynamic

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

not that i know of or that anyone has ever notified me of, but i also don't look that hard. if this has ever happened, it would hurt my feelings, so please don't do it ? lol

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

yes!!!! and i was honored

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

not as such but i have one not-intended-for-posting fic which is basically just a transcription of jokes i have with my roommate about haikyuu characters LOL which i think counts as co-writing. she's my co-writer in spirit even if i'm the one at the keyboard

14. What's your all time favorite ship?

my answer to this changes with every new fixation i have. like right now it's kagehina. if you asked me four years ago i would have said wangxian. You Know?

15. What is a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

SO MANY...i think probably my fullmetal alchemist nie brothers au....i try not to post things until they are done and fully edited now, but that one was a whim-based fic that i lost all strength for as soon as i started thinking too hard about kagehina. i also had a fem nielan sci fi au that was vaguely based off beauty and the beast but nmj was like stuck in a ship and she thought she was its computer and that she was a program but she was actually a person....which i never posted any of except snippets on twitter and i think it was just too sprawling for my current skill level...i just was never able to wrangle it. but i am fond of it nonetheless

16. What are your writing strengths?

based on what other people have told me i would say the way i write sibling / family relationships, and while my prose is not always pretty i do think it can be pretty at times ...

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

i feel like it's often too self-indulgent even if that's what fic is for lol, and i tend to look back on fics and think, i wrote that because i had feelings about it and wanted to say it, but i'm not necessarily sure that This Character would say/do that at this point in time....idk like i fear that when i don't think about it hard enough my characterization can be weak or guided by what eye personally would do vs. what The Character would do. but some of that is because the majority of my fics on ao3 are from years and years ago and i (hopefully) have continued to improve

18. Thoughts of writing dialogue in another language in fics?

i'm picky about it but when it's done well i think it's really fun and builds so much of the world/character. i think when it's bad it's really bad. when i go about it i try to think about like, a) do i know this language myself/do i know someone who does. if the answer is no i try to keep it really minimal. b) how do people who know multiple languages approach speaking those multiple languages naturally in real life. like (IN MY EXPERIENCE) ppl don't tend to switch languages for random words mid-sentence unless those words are like, mom, dad, uncle, aunt, ect...maybe swearing if they're less familiar with one of the languages and don't know slang/swearing in it...but again when it's done well it's really good and i'm not an expert. i just can kinda tell when it feels off when i read it, if that makes sense...(it's the same way i feel about grammar lol. sometimes i can just tell it's a little Off)

19. First fandom you wrote for?

probably either fma or soul eater or the sister's grimm book series when i was in middle school. or maybe doctor who? idk i had a lot of fanfic notebooks that i have since destroyed and then regretted destroying

20. Favorite fic you have written?

at the present moment it's in these coming years my kagehina love letter but again i feel like it changes constantly. like the more i write the better i get and the more the newest/most polished thing i've written sort of Becomes my favorite just by default of my satisfaction level with it. sorry if that's a bad answer

tagging @yuebings @dcyiyou @burins @cairoscene @cafecliche @perilously sorry if you've been tagged already also if you want to do this and i didn't tag you just say i did. I'll shut up now

[cuteniarose]

who's lien-hua??

Short answer: My absolute child and the only OC I have cried genuine, REAL tears over. And not tearing up or sniffling a little, full on SOBS. Kat still owes me emotional compensation for that one 😤😤

Long answer: She's one of @katkastrofa’s OCs that I now have partial custody of. P'Li's little sister, born in 136 AG, a sweet cinnamon roll too good for this world, too pure, no matter how damn overused that phrase is, it still fits her 🥺🥺🥺 When drawing her last year I accidentally made her look a lot like my friend's little sister so now I am always extra soft about her. But considering what happens, you can imagine the level of emotional devastation this is causing me and just how much this has affected my ability to look at Katya the same way ever again. Doesn't help that her older sister has an annoying tendency to wear her waist length hair in a brushed back braid...

Anyway, for reference, the baby girl, sweet girl herself, from about July 2023:

And now that you have been fully taken with this precious thing's cuteness, it is imperative I let you know that she is killed at age 7 by the warlord who tried to turn P'Li into a living weapon 😐

She's the living embodiment of a tragedy, a child born to be collateral damage, the one who could not be saved no matter what was done, the "it was always going to end this way" half of the tragedy dichotomy. A little girl unjustly killed as punishment for her sister not wanting to become a warlord's weapon, forever remaining as nothing more but a hazy memory of someone to protect. And I'm gonna stop now because I will start crying again, istg–

(There is a verse where she lives, though that is part of a much larger AU that can basically be summed up as "completely self indulgent mishmash of ideas, everybody lives/nobody dies, sunshine and rainbows and peace on earth, unless you're a world leader, then RIP", or as we like to call it, the Ultimate AU, because we never came up with a better name :P But getting into it would take too long and there really isn't too much to explain since it lacks a cohesive plot and is more a bunch of family shenanigans thrown together, so... moving on)

In Kat's fic Lost and Found the memory of Lien-Hua is the driving force behind all of P'Li's decisions, and she constantly blames herself for not having been able to save her (despite the fact she was a child herself, no older than 13), right up until the very end where she.. doesn't really get closure, per se, but is able to let Lien go, in the scene which I have affectionately dubbed "F.C. Yee owes Kat major royalties for this one, holy hell" #ifyouknowyouknow. But also Lien is a point of some interpersonal conflict since no one else can quite relate to P'Li in this case. Ming-Hua (while not present in LaF) is an only child, Zaheer is the youngest of three and was never close with his sisters, and Ghazan... well, his sister is two separate cans of worms depending on whether you're talking about Haya or Zada. Some pretty interesting stuff overall, really scratches my soft spot for family related dealings in fics, and I can't believe I just realised that P'Li's the only non-youngest child in the RL foursome, huh. It's oddly fitting, in a way, at least in my opinion

Oh, and also, Midori is a reincarnation of Lien-Hua :)

[bonefall]

sliding u some of my oc names across the table ... (sorry this is long lmao)

Craftjack Oakcarve -> Fofwarrlboe-rriu Byochenyach, (Weave-a lot-cat Oak's-scar) so "Craftjack" is a title in his colony which describes a cat who crafts/weaves/creates Things (when there's not an urgent need of prey/supplies). weave-a-lot-cat is pretty close so i went with that! oakcarve's actual name i had a little trouble with since there's no direct word for carve yet. he got his suffix from being exceptionally good at craftsmanship with wooden materials, so oak's scar is pretty accurate anyway!

Helper Wheat -> Yyan-babun Kiyrrkroon, (Nurseryhelper-heart Bladehay) wheat doesn't have a suffix because he was a barn-cat before coming to the colony, and requested to not take one! so instead, he can just be a blade of hay :) his title Helper is basically just a jack of all trades --- guy who is nice and who is well versed in most skills. hes just a silly sweet guy lol, i like to imagine the older cats affectionately call him nyemi

Coralbreeze/Drownedriver -> Solyssnanhrra'a (Colorful-fern-breeze), Kepke'ebssbass (Dead-squall-river) he's the leader of Running River colony and he's pretty awful. after he gets forcefully booted from his clan after a war he created, he's referred to as Drownedriver!

Looking fantastic!!

There is a word for wheat (Sherra) and a generic term for grain (Kerrheq), but Bladehay invokes the idea of an outsider much nicer! Nothing fancy or specific, just a dude.

I've gotten a couple of asks about carving specifically, so I think it's high time for some new words there;

To sharpen one's claws = Karrurrska/Karrurrsk/Karrurrs

This is the act of stimming by latching your claws into something and pulling them. It's a really important behavior for the mental health of cats, so there is a special verb for this. This usually refers to scratching on trees, BUT this could also extend to the very satisfying and rewarding whittling of wood to create figurines.

This almost always carries a positive connotation for the cat doing the sharpening. If Clan cats found a cat who had been declawed, either as a punishment or from humans, they would associate it with an intense cruelty. Like a bird with its wings plucked bare, or a fish with its fins sliced off.

To write, carve, etch, or inscribe with claws = Kissepssep/Kissepsse/Kissepss

This is the word more often used for artistic expressions, and the verb associated with writing glyphs and decoration. Unlike in English, this isn't usually related to any particular material! You can carve dirt, wood, or even stone if you've got strong claws.

(At least, I've never heard anyone say they're 'carving dirt.')

And, lastly... there are two words for drowning.

Drowned = Ssbawossan/Ssbawossa/Ssbawo

This word is used when the killing was done by the body of water. Neutral drowning, not a murder. Frogleap, who was fishing and got hit by debris? Duskwater, swept away by a flash flood when she went to the bathroom? Seedpaw, tangled in tall grass while saving her sister?

Urrssbawossan, they-drowned.

It comes from an older phrase, roughly, "The river killed them." The river is a strong and terrifying force, and the idea that it has a hunger of its own was very popular with Park cats. Over time, it became part of Clan culture that sometimes the river claims a life, and this is simply the other side of its great bounty.

And that other word for drowning?

Killed with water = Mwobwoun/Mwobwou/Mwobwo

Darktail's executions were this. When Graystripe flung Whiteclaw over the edge of the ravine, Leopardfur accused him of this.

When Birchface died, there was a very unique Clanmew translation quirk at play here. Appledusk was accused of killing Birchface with water, a type of murder, as if he intentionally tossed him into the river during that battle.

RiverClan refuted these accusations, saying that instead, Birchface had simply been taken by the river, that he had 'drowned.'

And, when Mapleshade showed up half-drowned, she was accused of having murdered her own children by trying to take them across the flooded stepping stones on that terrible night. That the river had not simply taken them, but that she had endangered them and therefore was at fault.

[cartoonfanaticmonsterrobotalien]

Solar Opposites in: Solar Monsters (by @avaveevo)

Ch. 6

Later that day, Beverly is walking in the hospital halls with Dr. Schroeder and some other scientists.

Dr. Schroeder: Are you sure Korey died in a so-call hellhound accident?

Beverly: Yes sir. And that why I must show you his… then sees Human Korvo with Human Terry, who has recovered fully with his wounds gone and no pain as he reunited with his friends and children corpse?

Dr. Schroeder is then overjoyed as he and the other scientist walk towards Human Korvo and his family and friends as Beverly looks dumbfounded.

Dr. Schroeder: Korey! Human Korvo walks up to him I’m so happy you’re okay! What happens to your husband?

Human Korvo: Terry was mauled by a hellhound but then, a miracle happen. Terry’s wounds were gone the next day. It remains unknown but I am so proud of my husband.

Solar Opposites Gang: Alright Terry! Woo-hoo! Amazing job your brave bruiser! What a brave fuck! That’s our dad! Hooray Mr. Terry! Terry! Yay!

Dr. Schroeder: Well, I just hope your scanner can do something about the mysterious attack last night. Most people have died from that attack. We don’t know who sent those hounds, but we’ll find him soon… I’ll see you Korey.

As Dr. Schroeder and the scientists leave, Beverly looks on as she growls quietly. Later, at Terry’s hospital room.

Human Terry: So, maybe I should sing to the kids now. Because, that could help boost bravery, into those who have been injured. They’ve been trying to recover, but could use a little hope.

Human Korvo: Really? Well, I love to see you try.

Human Yumyulack, Human Jesse, Sonya and Human Pupa: Yeah. I agree. Good idea Mr. Terry. Music.

Principal Cooke: Wait, that’s seriously gonna work.

The scene then cuts to Human Terry, with his bandages gone, gets up on the stage with the injured kids staring at him with a guitar as he sits down on a stool. His friends and family look at him, hoping it won’t backfired.

Human Terry: taps microphone Hey um, my name is Terry Opposites. I was one of the survivors of the hellhound attack last night. murmurs were heard So, without further ado, I’m gonna sing for those who are struggling with hope of recovery. Because, I believe in true bravery and strength deep inside, it can help you get through anything. It’s something my husband Korey taught at me at the beach last week. Thank you.

Human Korvo smiles.

Human Terry: So, takes a deep breath when he suddenly felt a sense of fearlessness inside him like a wind Let’s begin.

Human Terry starts playing the song with his guitar as he began to start off with the right verse. Song:

Human Terry:

🎵 So clever Whatever I'm done with these endeavors Alone I walk the winding way (Here I stay) 🎵

Human Korvo smiles tearfully at his husband’s singing while Mia romantically out her head on Ms. Perez’s shoulder

🎵 It's over No longer I feel it growing stronger I live to die another day Until I fade away 🎵

Human Yumyulack, Human Jesse, Sonya and Human Pupa dog piled on each other while looking at their father performing. Beverly starts walking away in disgust, which caught Principal Cooke and Miss Frankie’s eyes.

Why give up, why give in? It's not enough, it never is So I will go on until the end We've become desolate It's not enough, it never is But I will go on until the end

Miss Frankie and Principal Cooke sneak away to follow Beverly. Then, Miss Frankie text a message to Human Korvo as he looks down but looks surprised.

Human Korvo: Huh? I wonder what Frankie meant to by that.

Later, Miss Frankie and Principal Cooke kept a close eye on Beverly as they watch her drive away in her car. They then head inside Miss Frankie’s car and Miss Frankie starts the engines as they drive off. Miss Frankie looks on while giving Beverly a death stare.

Miss Frankie: Alright bitch, let’s see what you’re really up to…

As the car drives on, it cuts to the Solars arriving home as they got out with Human Terry holding Human Pupa, who is hugging him.

Human Terry: Aw, look at Pupa. He must’ve miss me so much.

Human Jesse: He sure did. tickles human Pupa by the feet; singsongy Tickle wiggle.

Human Pupa: giggling

As the Solars head, the Shlorpians and Pupa turn back into their normal alien selves as Terry and Korvo kiss.

Aisha: Terry! You’re okay! Don’t you scare the fuck out of us again! Damn, you are one brave yet stubborn son-of-bitch!

Terry: Well, I rather not get too cocky. I hope don’t do that dangerous stunt again… well, clap his hands who’s hungry?!

Jesse: I AM!

Yumyulack: I AM!

Sonya: Me too!

Korvo: Okay okay. Let's all settle down now.

Pupa: Mmm yummy.

Terry: Don’t worry, I’m about to to make you kids some lunch!

Korvo: Aw. kisses Terry on the cheek

Terry: Now if you excuse me I’m gonna go make some food.

Yumyulack, Jesse, Pupa and Sonya: Yay!

Terry then heads into the kitchen after making some Aisian food, while making it sure it doesn’t have peanuts in them since Sonya is allergic to peanuts. He smiles as he gets out a jar of kimchi.

Terry: And now for the final touch, a smite of kimchi!

But as soon as Terry tries to open the lid, it’s been shut tightly as Terry as struggles to open it.

Terry: straining voice; struggling to open the right lid Come on you… fucking tight… goddamn lid…!

As Terry struggles to get the lid open, suddenly the jar starts cracking as it shatters into pieces as the pieces fall on the floor, while most of the kimchi sauce spills on Terry, much to his shock.

Terry: looks down in his hands Wh-what? Pupa tries to come in kitchen Stay there!

Pupa: Huh?

Terry: Oh, there’s glass everywhere. That’s why.

Pupa then smiles and heads back to the living room as Terry starts climbing up the mess until he thought of something. Later, the scene then fades to Beverly’s car heading to David’s house as she parks there. Miss Frankie and Principal Cooke then parks their car as they sneak quietly and overhear the conversation.

Miss Frankie: whispering Aw man, I knew there was something about that godawful woman. She is such a total fucking jerkass!

Principal Cooke: whispering I know. I can’t believe that sick bitch would do this to Korvo.

Miss Frankie: whispering Oh! Shh.

As the two teachers listen carefully to the conversation…

Beverly: offscreen Where are you? listen to phone Well, this experiment failed. A monster followed them here and beat the shit out of them. I saw the news. listens closely Mm-hmm. Yeah. Only four colleagues. They and I will be here to search the perimeter. I’ll make sure this new one doesn’t blow up in our faces… I’ll call you back soon…

Miss Frankie: whispering

As Beverly hangs up the phone, Principal Cooke and Miss Frankie stay hidden as they sneak in the fenced gate while watching Beverly leave and heads back in her car before driving away.

Principal Cooke: Oh shit. That woman is a bitch!

Miss Frankie: Grr! That whore is gonna pay! trips on something and falls Whoa!

Principal Cooke: Babe, are you alright?

Miss Frankie: Yeah, I’m fine.

As Miss Frankie, she then sees Darcy’s jacket on the ground, but now ruined, torn and dusty as Miss Frankie picks it up.

Miss Frankie: We found evidence!

Principal Cooke: Oh my God! That’s Darcy’s jacket! That must’ve been on how they found out where she lives!

Miss Frankie: Oh, that cunt must’ve gave him that jacket!

Principal Cooke: We gotta warn Korvo!

Miss Frankie: Come on!

The two teachers then head back into their car, as Miss Frankie puts Darcy’s jacket in the backseat as the car takes off. Meanwhile, back with Terry, he is staring at a glass bottle, wondering about how he easily destroyed that jar of kimchi.

Terry: Hmm? Let make sure if this is it!

He grabs the bottle and squeezes it until it breaks.

Terry: gasp in wonder

Korvo: coming outside with the kids Terry? What is it?

Terry shows the Korvo and the kids what he can do as the rest of the family gasp in surprise.

Yumyulack: Holy shit! Terry is strong!

Terry: Oh my God! I’m strong than I ever been… I never felt this way before… I’m not afraid!

Korvo: This is not good...

Yumyulack, Jesse, Sonya and Pupa: Yay Terry! Alright! Woo-hoo! Yay! Terry!

Terry: I’m not afraid turns into his human form as he runs off

Korvo: gasp Terry no! Come back!

Yumyulack: Oh shit! That’s not good! Uh Terry?!

Jesse: Uh, I don’t think this is such a good idea, Terry!

Korvo: Oh shit! We need to go after him!

Yumyulack: Come on! runs off with Korvo

Jesse: Hey, wait! I'm coming too! follows her brother and father

Pupa: Me too!

Sonya: Me three guys!

Then, we see Human Terry running around the neighborhood.

Human Terry: calling out Mia! I’m not afraid!

Mia: Well, aren’t you super duper re-couper

Then, Human Terry ran past the old folk home.

Human Terry: Old man I don’t know! I’m not afraid

Old Man: Then you’re not paying attention you fucking nitwit

Then, Human Terry runs past the market where Kevin and his family are at.

Kevin: Hey Terry, how are you- suddenly sees something that frightens him Oh my God!

Kevin’s kids scream as they behind their mom. So did the grocery shoppers hide. Human Terry then turns around and it turns behind him was the mugger from the beach!

Human Terry: gasp You?!

Mugger: Hello, weakling. Come back for more?

Human Terry: sees the knife again as he breaks it apart with his strength as it shatters to pieces Not anymore, motherfucker! punches Mugger

As Human Korvo and the kids came, they gasp in shock and surprise over seeing Human Terry beating up the mugger, but with self-control. Human Korvo can’t help but blush as he sees his husband beating up the mugger, infatuated by his husband’s new fearlessness.

Human Korvo: Oh god. I am so fucking turned on right now.

Human Terry then bites the mugger’s fist as he hits him him with a trash can lid and kicks him to the curb

Human Terry: You’ve just been Terried! turns around and kicks mugger again

Human Korvo then runs up to Human Terry and the two make out as the town cheer for him. The kids then ran up and praise their father and cheer for him.

Human Yumyulack: Alright Terry!

Human Jesse: Yay!

Sonya: Alright!

Human Pupa: Terry!

The police then arrived and picks up the mugger as they cuff him. As the mugger gets taken away, the family watches on. Later, Human Terry and Human Korvo were heading outside on the porch back home.

Human Terry: I’m sorry, I just got excited there and it was because I somehow have a new Shlorpian strength. But, I’m really sorry if I scared you to death

Human Korvo: Sssh. seductively Let's not worry about that right now. To be honest, I shouldn’t worry about you anymore. You have became a tough Shlorpian since the hospital.

Human Korvo and Human Terry sits down on their bench chairs as they look at the sunset

Human Terry: You know this is nice. sighs sadly

Human Korvo: Yeah… notices a worried look on Human Terry’s face What’s wrong darling?

Human Terry: I-I think I should be careful with this strength. I could seriously hurt someone looks down at his hands This strength might be dangerous to innocent people.

Human Korvo: Oh, why the fuck would you think that?

Human Terry: I don't know. It's just...ever since I found out about the Super Shlorpians and the Mundane, I've been thinking that I might be a Mundane.

Human Korvo: Wait, you saw something that looked like a mundane?

Human Terry: I-I’m not sure. I did see spirit, like in my dream. But, I’m not really sure. But, what if I am one? What I lose my memrorie?! What if-

Human Korvo hugs Human Terry as he calms down, but tears stroll down Human Terry’s cheek.

Human Korvo: Oh I think this might be a new Shlorpian trait, for Shlorpian who develop strength. You don’t have to worry about it. As you long as you kept it in control, this strength might be easily tamed. wipes away tears from Terry’s eyes Don’t let that shake you up. All I see in my eyes is a brave Shlorpian, who I know will do things right.

Human Terry smiles and holds Human Korvo’s face softly.

Human Terry: Oh, come here you.

Human Terry and Human Korvo kiss as the sun fully sets. Suddenly, they heard stuff breaking and their children play fighting.

Jesse: offscreen Korvo! Terry! Yumyulack is messing with me again!

Yumyulack: offscreen I am not! Hey come on Sonya, no fair!

Sonya: offscreen That's what you get for standing in the way!

The kids then starts squealing and laughing as Human Korvo and Human Terry shake their heads and sigh while rolling their eyes

Human Korvo: sighs Come on, let’s go in before they try to murder each other

Human korvo and Human Terry heads back inside while holding hands romantically as they look at each other lovingly, like the sweet living alien husbands they are as Human Korvo closes the dork behind them.

[weltenwxndler-archive]

General Information:

Name: Sylus

Age: 28

Height: 6'2 ft; 190cm

Birthday: April 18th

alternative verses under the cut !!

Genshin Impact

Sylus is one of Hunter's closest friends. They grew up with the same father, since Sylus grew up without parents. He was suddenly put in front of Hunter's home as a baby and has since been treated as part of the family. He never knew what to do with his life, but was rather dedicated to studying the world in books. He had a knack for creating things, becoming something like an artisan. One of these things was a metallic crow, which he used to observe the area around his home, eventually even sending it further away, waiting days or even weeks for it to come back, show him recordings or make it talk about the things it had seen. He didn't truly understand but it did craw, so something must have happened.

When he turned 16, Sylus received his Cryo vision, having chosen a Polearm adorned with tiny black crystals. His big brother had given it to him and he was very thankful. Even though he got along with Hunter, he was more used to being around his big brother, eventually even started to help out in the weapon trade business.

He usually supplied the Fatui, but he also made himself everywhere else at home, supplying other factions or military organizations with everything they needed. There was no war in between the nations, supplying everyone equally only raised the money and that was what Sylus dedicated himself to.

HSR

Sylus grew up to parents serving in the IPC. He had been living a rather quiet life, mostly studying and training. He wasn't the biggest fan of weapons, but learned to use guns and his hands. The rest didn't matter all that much to him. He tried but lost interest quickly. Learning from the best, Sylus followed his parents to any meeting, to every event, each party, any planet. He learned a whole lot, especially how to connect with possible trading partners and before he knew it, he started to work for the IPC themselves albeit also nurturing ties to Galaxy Rangers, Stellaron Hunters, the Nameless and so on and so forth. He supplied them with what they needed---completely apart from what the IPC kept an eye on.

In all that Sylus was mostly a middleman, the supplying was done by others. He mostly just hid behind a number on a phone, an avatar on the web, he rarely ever came out of his hiding, although he travelled the space plenty under the pretense of helping out the IPC while also gaining new valuable contacts. He was doing rather well at his job, mostly running under the radar, seriously hoping not to be found out for having zero moral grounds.

He truly just enjoyed messing around.

Path: The Hunt, Element: Fire

WuWa

Having grown up to a man serving the Fractsidus with religious passion, Sylus grew up among them, picked up his gauntlets from his father when he died in a fight. But he never truly saw himself as a warrior or fighter per se, he also did not worship the Fractsidus. It wasn't that they scared him but he thought he could do something less violent more more productive to serve them and their ranks, eventually becoming an information broken and weapon trader, which was all too easy considering dirty and shameful, illegal organizations often longed to cooperate with the Fractsidus, while also being hunted by the law which Sylus seriously gave zero fucks about.

Hence he served as a middleman, supplying knowledgeable information to the Fractsidus, even supplying them with valuable materials and weapons, which they seemingly never had enough of. Who knew how many people they had already recruited on their side.

Free time wise he spend his time enjoying different meals and dishes in restaurants or a good wine.

tacet mark: upper right thigh

weapon: gauntlets, element: fusion

his right eye can turn bright red with which he can read/hear the desires of people, their wishes and needs due to having an aether core installed in his body (i am keeping his original lore to a degree)

he can use energy manipulation, a dark black/red string made of dust/waves to free himself from chains, squash people to death or simply let them float. it can be used for maaaany sort of things.

[wellfell]

  ──  𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐒.   : 015. exhuma

the summary ;

akina's family was part of a cult that prayed to a false god , a demonic spirit . the founder of their cult that sold his soul to the devil . it's an ancient cult .

they have very beautiful girls taught to dance since they're nine . it attracts the spirits , with their special rituals . once they're old enough , they're expected and taught to present their body to their ' god ' , and also be possessed by the spirit they've attracted to let it connect with their living relatives . basically they're an empty cup to fill ,, let the dead eat , drink , even have sex for three days . the possessed dancing girls carry a symbol on their cheeks , drawn in their blood . a small circle , nothing too complicated .

the girls are grown up in special temples , with the traditions only this cult has that teaches them to talk less and listen more . quite strict ways to make them easier to control . readying them to be possessed by the spirits and serve their god from a very young age .

akina escaped this temple when she was eighteen , the age she was supposed to be possessed by the spirit she was attracting ; in a fit of anger , she stabbed her mentor and dropped the lantern . burned the room , and ran away . though , what she learned in the temple helped her earn some good money . basically , the paranormal researches , wealthy families , and ghost conjurers hire her to attract the target spirit and most of the time it's efficient . . sometimes it's disaster .

  ─ how are these girls attracting the spirits ?

first off , they're chosen , the ones with a pretty face and long limbs . their hair has to be very long , which is why akina never cuts it . they have to be flexible and dance very well obviously . there are 49 cups of wine designed to form three circles around her , a big bowl of rice , incense too . the circle is also drawn on the ground with blood ( sheep , cow , pig ) , and there's no music BUT it'd be more efficient if there was someone who knew how to play the tune to her movements .

then they dance . slow movements at first . gentle and tender , and they whisper their special prayers . call for the spirit , ask it to come inside , whisper their name then her voice starts to get louder and her movements firmer and faster . it has to be done three nights in a row , and by the end of the third night , she usually asks someone to tie her up with thick ropes and not let her move too much ; she doesn't want to be fully controlled by the spirit . only lets it talk to its living relatives .

  ─ when to ask for her to dance for your dead relatives ?

not more than 49 days after the person has died , or 49 days after their anniversary . usually , she works with specialists and professionals because they have to take the spirit out of her body .

  ─ how much money ?

she works at a daycare center until five . so . and she'd definitely do it for free if you ask her nicely or if she concludes the dead person was very important for you . she does care about the money but sometimes she goes soft . ugh .

  ─ why is she so eager to dance ?

in this verse , her family was executed after she ran from the cult . every time she dances , she thinks she sees her dad and sister staring at her from the door or behind the window , never getting inside the room . but she never sees her mom .. she misses her .

  ─ more info here .

[running2reanimation]

AvA/AvM Character Headcanons

Victim - he/they - Boss of Rocket Corporation. Manipulative, angry at the world. Possessive. Controlling. Can be kind in the right circumstances. Has a complicated relationship with Striker. Occasionally shipped with King in AUs. Shipped with Striker and Mitsi. Mid 30's.

Chosen One “Cho” “Coco” - he/they - Tired of being angry all the time. Blunt, tries to be polite. Usually doesn’t know how to interact with “normal” sticks. That quiet guy in school who seems cool but once you get to know him is actually an anxious dork who doesn’t know how to talk to be people. Bad with computers and doesn’t get memes. Loves food and is decent cook. Mid 30s. Shipped with Dark and King.

Dark Lord - he/him - Still angry but less. Casual. Charming. Jokester. Buries all regrets in memes and jokes. Genius. Not mentally well. Maybe made a small army of children to conquer the web but actually probably made them to get unconditional love. Very skewed morals. Knows how to build an illegal computer but cannot boil an egg. Horny. Early 30s. Shipped with King and Chosen One.

Second Coming - he/they - Anxious. The Mom friend. The responsible one who is getting tired of being the responsible one. Has no idea they have powers still. Early 20’s. Sometimes shipped with Green and Purple.

Green - he/they - Hates losing. Good listener. Has absolutely composed leitmotifs for all their friends but will never let them hear them. Second-in-command after Second. Early 20’s. Sometimes shipped with Second, usually shipped with Purple, sometimes shipped with both.

Blue - he/she/they - Conflict averse which leads to sneaky behaviour sometimes. Sensitive. Romantic. Easily overwhelmed. Netherwart helps with emotional regulation. Still probably not good for them tho. Early 20’s. Sometimes shipped with Yellow.

Red - he/they - Red charges in! The best fighter in the fighting sticks crew. Passionate. Compassionate. Blunt. Playful. Impatient which can lead to anger and frustration. Gets crushes easily but doesn’t know what to do with deeper romantic feelings. Has definitely crushed on pretty much everyone at some point. Early 20’s. Usually shipped with Aqua (OC).

Yellow - she/he/they - Very competitive. Intensely curious. Mad scientist vibes sometimes. Very good at defensive combat. Feels lonely sometimes. Early 20’s. Has a crush on King, feels very confused cuz it’s definitely her first crush. Sometimes shipped with Blue, usually shipped with Royal (OC).

Purple - he/they (trans) - Raised as a girl, transitioned after Orchid died. Criminal. Has done a lot of things he’s not proud of. Musically talented but thinks he’s not. A Mess. Full of memes. Had a crush on King briefly, feels weird about it now. Calls King “Baba” because calling him “Dad” felt bad. Early 20s. Usually shipped with Green, sometimes Second, sometimes both.

Cobalt (Purple’s dad)- he/him - Former military. Transphobe. Perfectionist in the worst way. Charming. Has a great smile. Late 30s - early 40s. Usually shipped with Orchid, and I have one verse where he’s shipped with King (it is not good and it doesn’t last).

Orchid (Purple’s mom) - she/they - Kinda weird. Vaguely criminal. Willing to go to extremes. Taught Purple how to sing. Died within the past year or two. Late 30s. Occasionally shipped with Vic.

King - he/him - Former game stick, from an RPG where he was the second-to-final boss (but technically grew up from the child variant of the character). Had Gold with his childhood best friend named Banana. There was no romantic attraction-they both wanted a child and knew they could handle living together to raise one. Banana died in childbirth. Good at cooking and baking. Very analytical. Fooled around a lot as a teen. In and out of foster homes. An accountant. Loves musical theatre but never actually did any of it. Late 30s-early 40s. Usually shipped with Cho and Dark together, but occasionally each individually. And that one verse with Cobalt. Oh, and occasionally Herobrine too. And now we can add victim to the list as well.

Gold - he/they - A good kid! Very popular with his peers! Loved cats but King never let him have one! Loved superhero movies! Not sure what he wanted to pursue out of high school. Aqua has been his best friend since they could crawl. Dead. Mid-late teens. Sometimes shipped with Aqua (OC).

Striker - he/they - Likes a challenge. Leader of the mercenaries. Thinks he’s the coolest one. Not actually much of an artist. Likes orange pekoe tea with lemon and sugar. Early 30’s. Shipped with Victim and Mitsi.

Primal - any - Gender is a social construct and she hates socializing. The actual coolest one. Deceptively good with kids. Stubborn, least likely to follow orders. Second-in-command. Immortal? Queerplatonic partner with Logo.

Bit - he/they - Energetic smol bean, a bit of a blood knight. Think’s he’s the coolest one. Showman. The most sociable. Flirt. Playful. Stupid but in a charming way. Mid 20’s.

Logo - they/him - Wishes they could fit in with other sticks more. Knows they’re not the coolest one. Overexplains jokes. Awkward. A follower. Does a lot of reading. Has a temper. Team Parent. Shy, anxious. Late 30s. Queerplatonic partner with Primal.

Mitsi - she/her - Kind. Self sacrificing (literally). Surprisingly dark sense of humour at times. Very touchy-feely. Dead. Died in late-20's, would be mid-30's were she still alive.

[cagedcats]

Back at it with Starkit’s Prophecy Redux- this time with Starkit II and her… sister(?) at least half-sister Rainstar.

Of course in Redux verse they’d just be full blooded sisters instead, of course they’re the daughters of the redux version of Tigerstar and Hollyleaf, when I eventually get to them of course.

Now Rainstar-

She quite literally just appears in Starkit’s Prophecy fashion. She’s mentioned once, introduced immediately later, does two or three things and is immediately redeemed at the end. Though this redemption is done because “the evil leaders were dead and she had no one to follow so she’s good now.” Which her name in the fic was Rainheart, once the parents and nephew/mate dies.

Now first up, Rainstar is described as a brown cat, which Rain- isn’t meant for a brown cat. And since most every cat is called just a solid color cat, I decided to play with her design a bit so she could be called Wren- which sounds similar to Rain.

Now as for suffix, in Starkit’s Prophecy skill as along with every other character, she has none. She isn’t seen nearly enough to go “yes that’s their name!” So we’ll just have to make due with what we got.

We see she does have convictions in her beliefs, as she for some reason has to tell people she’s straight when it wasn’t even mentioned. So she’s a Starkit the First junior in that department I guess. And when Starkit II decided to join the evil cats, she is the first to question this- though she doesn’t really hold onto this for long and just drops the matter entirely.

However by the ending when she drops everything to become “good” is when -heart is thrown out completely. She doesn’t have enough convictions in her beliefs to cling onto them without her parents I guess. Which is baffling since she was high ranking enough to give them orders and advice them.

So by the end we can give her a -fur or -pelt suffix. But the downside is that basically everyone in this fic should be -fur or -pelt besides Starkit herself. Though some are -cloud or -storm.

So if we give her a special suffix we can wipe out -claw since she’s never actually seen fighting, but commanding. No -dusk since he loyalty was gone in an instant, but maybe -shade. That is only because of how suddenly she appeared (though this should apply to everyone then), and how immediately important she was described to be. A secret daughter? Well she sure did hide herself well.

And maybe in my heart she didn’t actually switch sides because she was good now. After all she’s never mentioned again after that. Maybe it was a ploy to get her revenge.

So after all this we can say either Wrenpelt or Wrenshade for Rainstar.

Now Starkit II

Why the villains named their daughter after the same cat stopping them at every turn I don’t know. But we got Starkit II due to reincarnation. Cause StarClan just loves Starkit and she’s too important.

Now Star- is of course not allowed in Redux or Warriors (which I hope is to be continued I swear to god Hunters)- so just like before the prefix is knocked out. Now due to the recommendation of Lynx from Iterum I became fond of Dove- which fits a lilac cat. Plus it makes her and Wrenpelt/shade a theme. Bird sisters. The only change I really made was to give her some stripes. Pale stripes at least, but since her dad is a tabby I felt as though she’d also be a tabby. It was either Dove- or Aster-

Though Aster- may be given to Starkit III (yes there is a third Starkit).

Now like Starkit the First, Starkit II starts out with a strong conviction with her beliefs, to the point she’s kicking out anyone who doesn’t agree with her. Even her own mentor. Also she fought her parents and helped chase them out. Which could’ve made her a -heart, which Starkit II is also a prodigy at fighting, but it isn’t brought up 24/7 like the First. So I’m not going to do -claw for her like the First.

However with the changing views of the Author, Starkit II also does a 180 degree turn on her beliefs. Which is probably one of the more notable things about her. Since she also switches sides… twice I believe. For her kits mind you, but still switching sides. Hell she even views StarClan as the enemy for a split second.

Which this flip flopping between emotions and beliefs give me a sort of -storm vibe. She settles out eventually (and dies), similar to a -storm cat as well. She doesn’t get -flower because she does end up killing her son, Tigerkit. Which while he was considered evil, I feel like most -flowers wouldn’t Y’know kill their son personally.

So Starkit II becomes Dovestorm

Now next time I touch at Starkit’s Prophecy redux? Not sure. I’ve actually somewhat got a plot going on in my head for how it could’ve been taken in Redux Iterum. But not sure if I’ll ever write to.

But it’s been fun to play with the idea of it at least in my head

So Dovestorm for Starkit II

[chcsinghcppiness]

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name: Gaston Legume

age: 30

occupation: hunter

sexuality: straight

status: single

current location: Villeneuve, France

shipping status: open

verses: -

Gaston grew up with his parents in a little shack near the woods. When he was five, his father was called up to war. Years later, Gaston was now eight years old his father returned. He survived the war but got badly injured. With only one leg left and one arm properly functioning, he fell into despair and depression. A lot of anger built up in him and it resultet in treating Gaston badly. His mother had never been in the position to speak up against his father. She was trying to give Gaston love, his father was so bitter, he made sure to teach Gaston how tough life will be for him. Ever since, Gastonreceived a false picture of romance and love, that a woman had to be beaneth a man and that it was okay to treat her badly. The meaning of love. With only sixteen years he was called up to war with. He was a good soldier, strong and determined. He was quickly climbing up the rang of being captain. Because of his childhood, he had a lot of insecurties. War was tough and brutal, and it taught him well to cover up his fear by using other people's fear. Gaston was lucky enough to return nearly in perfect conditon. Except for a few scars and little wounds, not to mention the mental trauma he carried with him, he was fine. During these dark times, he met Lefou there, a tiny lad he grew close to. LeFou is not only his closest friend, he is considered his only friend. Someone he can open up to and let his guard down. LeFou is always there for him, no matter what.

After he returned, he had to find out his mother had passed away, leaving him back with only his cruel father. The first nights back home, Gaston was haunted by nightmares. He was traumtized by what he had seen and done. War changed people and he finally came to understand why his father felt that way. Nevertheless, his return was celebrated big and he was titled a hero. And Gaston learned that it was easy to take what the people framed him and build up a mask of the glorious hero who won the war for them. No one had ever asked him how many people he killed, how many people of his own he had to leave behind to come back home. What mattered was they won, and he did. What mattered was what people thought of him, how they saw him as herioc and strong. He's doing well, hiding behind the picture of the perfect hero. After his father died, Gaston knew it was time to move on and he relocated into another small village where no one knew the stories about him and he could be celebrated all over again.

The experience, the deaths, the trauma he still carried around never left him. He still has trouble finding sleep at night. Easy things trigger him, like loud noises not caused by him catching him off guard. LeFou followed him, the only man that can calm his nerves and blow away the pain he feels. He loves to get admired by everyone, loved by everyone, especially women. They are down to their knees, desperate for his attention and devotion. Gaston is is taking advantage of everyone and everything. He's taking rejection not well, and never accepts a no. He loves to hunt, it gives him a feeling of power like he used to have during war.

[becausewhatiam-iswhatimnot]

3!!!!

drumroll 🥁🥁 you got Luka Verity!

His Spotify Playlist

he's one of my favorites that I've ever made tbh, I've had him since? the 5-6th grade but he's gone through a lot of changes but I'm fairly happy with how he is now.

He was created for a literal years-long roleplay of me and my friends originally as a side character but he eventually became one of the mains.

He's 15 currently and uses he/him pronouns. He attends the school in our roleplay "Rise Up High" on a scholarship. The roleplay itself is set in a realm of angels and demons, and he's a demon. He has a girlfriend, named Julie, who he started dating about a few months into the 10th grade, but he knew her for about a year/year and a half before. (his backstory will be under the cut because of TW's)

Some random facts for him:

1. He was originally made to be a creep so we'd have some backstory for him, but in our recent redoing of the roleplay, he was made to be nicer as a side character and like I said eventually became a main.

2. He's autistic (projecting? never)

2a. To more expand on that, kind of a reason he was developed as a creep at first was more people misunderstood him more than anything else. He tiptoe walks and doesn't make eye contact, which sometimes led to extreme eye contact to try to "fix it" or people thinking he's staring at somewhere else and thinking he's being inappropriate. But when he met his current friend group, they got more understanding of it and it eventually led to him meeting his now girlfriend.

3. His powers! He is a demon like I mentioned and every demon/angel in this verse has a power. His power, he's able to summon chains out of thin air and use them. This has its drawbacks though, if he overdoes it, it leaves him in pain for a few days after because of it.

The first picture is him for around the entire year in the 9th grade. Over that time he grew his hair out and for half of 10th grade it was like the second picture, but halfway through the year he cut it short again and dyed it blue.

And another random picrew I did for him

tw for abuse and suicide

this is his backstory copy and pasted from a doc that I wrote for him (if there's mistakes I apologize I wrote this at? 3am a while back and never went back to fix mistakes or inaccuracies so some might be outdated lol)

Link if y'all want it

The Christmas kids and their parents were always

well known around the town.

Roman Christmas was the only demon in town that could control water; it made him popular with the kids who enjoyed his tricks and gimmicks he always did to make them smile.

Lucy Christmas, while a stay at home mother, was loved as well. Whenever their son or daughter had kids over she was always described as caring and motherly, bringing food and drinks and playing with the kids as well.

They would be your average nuclear family, as far as demons went. Their family was full of love and laughter and joy. It had always been this way, as far as Luka could remember.

Luka always had mostly fond memories of his mother. Her smile and her hugs and how she made the best food. How she always came into his room at night when she thought he was asleep to check on him. It had always been like this for as long as he could remember, the whole 8 years of his life. Everything was good.

He didn't have very many memories of the day his mother died. He remembered it was just him and her in the house; his father and sister were on a trip. He remembered being hungry that day. He remembered going to ask his mom when dinner was going to be done. He remembered the chair on the ground, the ringing in his ears, the silence of his world collapsing around him. He wasn't a dumb kid. He knew what this meant.

He remembered going to the phone and dialing his dad, but he doesn't remember much after that. He lived the next few weeks in a foggy haze, just little bits and pieces. He remembered the day of her funeral, having to hold himself together while his father sobbed on the ground and he held his little sister.

He remembered everything that came after it. After a few months, his father had their names changed. He was no longer Luka Christmas. He would forever be Luka Verity. It was apparently his father's old last name before his parents married.

He always remembered the house being clean and bright, but after his mother died it never was again. The blinds were always shut and there was always stuff everywhere. Homemade dinners were a thing of the past, the kids always ate whatever Luka could find in the cabinets and cook for them. That was one thing she left with him. The knowledge of cooking.

His father changed after. He was no longer the soft and loving dad he had had for the first part of his life. He was cold now, sharp and cruel. Loving words and soft touches turned into spat out sentences and bruises. He vividly remembered the first time his dad hit him, screaming that it was his fault and that Luka wasn't his son anymore. That was the first time he cried since his mother died.

Shortly after, they moved. Somewhere more rural, away from the town of judging eyes and gossip and pity.

As Luka entered his middle school years, he shut down from the rest of the world. His sole purpose was to get a job, make money and move him and his sister out of the god forsaken hellhole that was where he lived. His worst years of abuse were endured there.

When his scholarship for his high school was sent, he considered it the best day of his life. An out, he considered it. It was amazing.

…until it wasn't.

He wasn't allowed to bring his sister. He had no way to leave then. Shortly after he accepted his fate that he wasn't going anywhere, his life changed yet again. An aunt he somehow didn't know about showed up, proving that their dad was unfit to take care of them and earning sole custody of both him and his sister.

His life was somewhat back on track. His sister was safe, and he left to finish his teenage years in peace. (Hopefully…)

~

[harmonyckrs]

Phase 1, Day 11 of the Strangetown Takeover: The Fate of Patient 001

THE PREVIOUS DAY

Cassandra: Darren. There was something I was thinking of bringing up to the Strangetown Council. I think we need to relocate Patient 001.

Darren: Any reason?

Cassandra: Time and time again, he has chosen that he is more than willing to hurt other patients even at the expense of the patients he's not even fighting.

Darren: Really!

Cassandra: One time, he and Patient 004 blocked the door of the bathroom, trapping Patients 006 and 009 inside of it. The two were stuck making awkward chit-chat about the identity of someone named "Jen" while waiting for the path to be cleared.

Darren: Even in the bathroom?

Cassandra: Yes. I do think it may be for the best. If not for him, then for the sake of the other patients.

Report: There was another fire that happened while Patient 006 was at work, as per Dr. Harper's request. Patients 001 and 007 almost died, but were rescued by Patient 009. Both proceeded to pass out afterwards from exhaustion, and died the minute they woke up.

I am unsure if a fire alarm should be put to a vote. We have already lost three people, one of which was my mother. I don't know why this needs to be voted on anymore.

But in brighter news, Patient 002 was able to save Patient 007. Perhaps a good thing, too! Patient 007 appears to be well-liked and brings up asylum morale.

If something were to happen to any of the current patients that would result in them no longer being present at the asylum, Dr. Vu has requested that Patient 005 undergo "alien experimentation" to "ensure order in the timeline." When I told Father about it, he laughed and said it was Strangetown terminology. Apparently aliens are so frequent that people from Strangetown are used to their presences. Fascinating!

Meanwhile, elsewhere...

Harper: Stupid Cassandra and her stupid assistant taking everything from me despite everything I've done for Dr. Vu...OW! Who the heck are you?

Mortimer: I know what you've done!

Harper: I didn't do anything wrong! I'm just following orders! Everything that she's asked for is for the greater good of Strangetown!

Mortimer: What does this have to do with spying on people through the telescope?

Harper: ...Oh.

Mortimer: Damn kids these days.

I'm not quite as versed in the alternate timelines as my siblings are, but I do know a thing or two from stuff that Aktu used to tell me before he decided to change sides.

In some of them, I had a kid. Sometimes it was an alien, sometimes it was a planned child with the woman I hooked up with at the club all those years ago but never bothered to pursue a relationship with because I was scared of fumbling it.

I wonder how those versions of me would feel about what I've done - snatching a baby away from a man who was already on the brink of losing his mind.

She can say that she's happier without him, and that world domination was "obviously the correct choice out of the two." But Lazlo will always be her favorite, no matter how hard she tries to convince us otherwise.

Despite everything, I will always be second to Dr. Vu, if at all. And I'm not sure if that's a position worth fighting for anymore.

THE NEXT DAY

[wolint]

BELIEVE TO SEE!

BELIEVE TO SEE

John 20:24-29

 

2 Corinthians 5:7 instructs us to walk by faith and not by sight. In essence, we should believe before we see. Walking by faith means believing in God’s character and His promises, even if we haven’t seen Him physically. Belief is a deep trust in what cannot be seen, providing hope. Yet, many people, including Christians, can be likened to Doubting Thomas.

A Doubting Thomas is a sceptic who refuses to believe without direct personal experience or evidence. This term references the Apostle Thomas, who refused to believe that the resurrected Jesus had appeared to the other ten apostles until he could see and feel the wounds received by Jesus on the cross himself. Hence, the phrase “believing to seeing.” Are you a Doubting Thomas?

There are many Doubting Thomases in the world, even among believers. We’ve all heard or probably said things like “seeing is believing,” “I will believe it when I see it,” and “I can’t believe this/that is not possible.” Well, there’s great news because, according to Matthew 19:26, all things are possible with God.

We’ve all acted like Thomas at some point or know someone like him; someone difficult to convince of anything without proof, who doubts everything they hear. Verse 25 says, “If I don’t see the mark of nails in His hands, put my finger into the mark of nails, and put my hand into His side, I will never believe.” This was Thomas’s response when told that they’d seen the Lord.

How about you? What is your reaction to something the Lord has done or is doing around you? Are you one of those whose motto is “seeing is believing”? I will not believe until I see it.

Unbelievers can exercise their unbelief because that’s what they are - “unbelievers.” Unbelief is a significant issue in the lives of many believers. The Christian Walk is one of faith, the only means by which we enter God’s will. It is the only currency with which to have God do something for us. But how can we enter God’s will if we don’t believe in who He is, what He’s done, and how much He loves us?

We all struggle with doubts sometimes, which is fair and expected in some situations. But we must overcome them quickly, believing that God is good all-around and that He is ever ready to impart to us whatever we need. But only if there is no doubt, that is, we don’t waver in our faith, not doubting the truth of the grand and fundamental principles of God. When we ask sincerely and fervently without hesitation, we receive so much good from God, according to James 1:6.

We miss out on a lot of God’s blessings and favour for us when we choose to see God’s mighty power at work before believing in His faithfulness. Our need to see before believing is offensive to the Father because it shows how much we doubt His love and grace.

Doubt offends God, according to Psalm 95:9-11. Doubt closes doors of blessings. Doubt stops our prayers from being answered, says James 1:8. Doubt causes stagnation. We can’t move forward if we don’t believe in what God is doing. Doubt closes the door to healing, favour, and miracles.

Don’t allow doubts and unbelief to stop you from enjoying all that Christ died to give you. We didn’t need a sign to accept Christ as our saviour, so why ask for one to prove that He can and will do what He says He will?

Christ is asking and encouraging us to believe in Him without physical evidence but to have faith to see His glory. We must learn to ask the Father to grant us the grace to believe without physical evidence in Jesus’ name.

Don’t be a Doubting Thomas. Believing is seeing, and not seeing is believing.

PRAYER: Dear Lord, grant me the grace to have the faith to see things and believe in your promises before seeing them in Jesus’ name. Amen.

Shalom

WOMEN OF LIGHT INT’L PRAYER MINISTRY

[crusherthedoctor]

1. I'm talking about the way the writers hype her up. They have a known tendency of making comments that casually dismiss the game females not named Blaze, often for questionable reasons (Amy being too girly, Rouge being "weirdly sexual", etc), and rarely miss an opportunity to imply that they think Tangle is what a female in the Sonic-verse ought to be.

2. Silver doesn't come from a bad future 24/7, and he's not been alone 24/7. With all the people he's already interacted with by this point, it's peculiar for him to act so fanboyish over this random newbie.

3. Saying Silver really is like a child is a disservice to his game self, and that's coming from someone who doesn't even like Silver. Also, trauma is not an excuse for idiotic confrontations. There are good and bad ways of conveying emotions, thoughts, and conflicts - and yes, what those are will depend on the character(s) - but then you have moments like this, which exist for no other purpose than to generate cheap drama that wouldn't exist if anyone involved was using their brain.

4. Cream has gone through a lot in the games as well, including the death of one of her friends (Emerl). Doesn't stop her from being perfectly capable in the games. Her debut even had her go on her own quest to rescue her mother. Her being a child is not an excuse to infantilize her to this extent.

5. The comic spent an awful amount of time elevating Starline while dragging Eggman through the mud, with other villains in-universe all but saying he's too good for Eggman. In order to even initiate Starline's disillusionment in the first place, they had to make Eggman take a level in dumbass. He may have died by the end of his run, but the damage was already long done by that point, and even after his death, their attempts to paint him as the superior and more evil scientist have continued with the presence of Surge, who has similarly been hyped up constantly as the greatest villain ever, with Evan Stanley going as far as to not-so-subtly imply that the entire plot of Forces would have been vastly different (read: better) had Surge made an appearance. And yet...

6. I understand the intent with Surge. The issue is that the execution falls completely flat with the way she's presented and used in the comic proper. We're supposed to see her as both an uber-badass and a deep tragedy, but all she's turned out to be is a useless moron who takes up so much screentime for nothing, who can only be a threat by stealing Eggman's tech (and barely manages even with that), and ultimately exists to show her shark teeth on covers and provide another strawman for Sonic's OoC holier than thou behaviour in this comic.

7. I never said I had a problem with comic-exclusive characters being important in a comic. That's to be expected. I have a problem with them repeatedly being given preferential treatment over the game cast.

It really is not just annoying, but also somewhat sad, that IDW characters can never have a meaty role without shamelessly upstaging a game character. It's the ultimate play of insecurity.

Tangle gets touted as the Sonic Female of All Time while the crewmembers drag the game females through the mud.

Whisper gets randomly fawned over by Silver and Jet of all guys.

Lanolin humiliates Silver and treats him like a child.

Rough and Tumble are too much for Cream the OP to handle.

Starline was hyped up for an extended period as Eggman's superior (no, his final fate did not undo sitting through his agonizing "Sonic VS Eggman is routine" soapboxing).

Surge is being hyped up for even longer as the most badass villain and the most badass character period, despite having absolutely nothing of merit to show for it.

Is it really that hard to find a middle ground? I get you want your character(s) to do big things and be a legitimate part of the cast instead of sitting in the background with their thumbs twiddling, but this is not the way to do it. Trip was only recently introduced to the series, and she found her place just fine. She didn't need to effortlessly beat up Sonic in concept art in order to earn her stripes. She didn't need her creators to brag that she would improve Forces through her mere presence in order to cement her value.

Look. I talk a lot about Trudy. I talk a lot about her role in my fic, her interactions, her dynamics, her abilities, her quirks, all that good stuff. I take her role in the story quite seriously, and in an age where it's become taboo to have your OC do literally anything with the game cast (because overcorrection), I've stuck to my guns and made her a big part of the fic.

But - and this is a big but - none of this comes at the cost of the other characters, or the story as a whole. Sonic is still Sonic, and acts as you'd expect from him. Tails is still Tails, and isn't dismissed by the narrative as a mere sidekick to prop up Trudy as the "true" hero by comparison. Amy is still her bubbly self, not morphed into a Sally clone. Cream is still capable, despite her youth and innocence, and her bond with Trudy doesn't reduce her to literal baby. Eggman treats Trudy no differently from the rest of the cast, and he sure as hell doesn't show any fear at the prospect of facing her. Stellar is not little more than The Trudy Show: it's Sonic's latest adventure in a new land that Trudy happens to be tagging along for, and how he leaves an impression on her. Just like Unleashed did with Chip, and Secret Rings did with Shahra, among other examples.

Even Sonudis, for as Never Going To Happen In Canon For Very Obvious Reasons as it is, is still made with the mentality of not only what Sonic himself is actually like in canon, but the others too. It's not a shallow bait that exists solely to exist, it's something I took seriously in regards to how it could potentially work without sacrificing Sonic's official characterization. Is it a fanfic cliche? Is it self-indulgent? Maybe, but writing fanfic in general is inherently self-indulgent. The sooner you accept that, the better. But as fanfic-y as some concepts may be, I still try to portray them as naturally and as faithfully as I can in respect to the games that spawned this franchise. That includes not reducing Sonic to a lap dog with no independence or backbone.

You can make your character important, and even give them a risky role if you're daring, without disrespecting the game cast and what they contribute to the franchise.