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blackdiamondwrites127 · 4 years ago

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Of Monsters and Martyrs (Part Two)

Here's part two of my collab with @spooner7308! This is basically a sequel to my one shot 'Gargoyle's Call of Sorrow'!

Here's part one of this two part collab!

Six monster au belongs to @spooner7308

Hal hesitantly slinked away from the scene. He didn't want to leave. Especially when his sister is acting like this. But he also doesn't want to anger his mother so he has no choice but to obey.

Retracing his steps, he made his way out of the church. Catalina and Mary's voices still echoing from the belfry. The older of the two still trying to convince the younger to come home. He sighs and walked along the overgrown stony pathway of the church's graveyard.

This was a disaster.

He only wanted to help but he can't when his own mother is preventing him to.

He just wants his sister back.

Hal stopped mid way when he noticed a crypt in the church's graveyard was wide open. A shiver went up his spine as he stared at the open crypt with wide eyes.

He was absolutely sure that crypt was not open when he passed by it earlier.

The boy hesitantly and cautiously approached the crypt to investigate. His phone out with the flashlight on. He lets out a yelp when he heard a shuffling and saw something move in the darkness.

"Um...h-hello...?" he asked. His quivering voice bouncing off the walls of the old crypt. His hand that was holding his phone was shaking from the fear.

Two things he's afraid of the most:

Snakes and ghosts.

He looks inside the open crypt and calls out again.

There was a moment of silence until...

"Hello? Who's out there?" came a reply. Hal jumped out of skin and dropped his phone at the unexpected reply to his call. So there was someone in the crypt. The question now is that is it a human, monster or ghost?

The prince prays that it was the first two instead of the latter third.

He noticed something peculiar about the reply from the crypt though.

The voice sounded young and feminine.

Hal lets out an undignified squeak when he heard the sound of shuffling getting louder as who or what is inside the crypt slowly made their way out towards him. He grabbed his fallen phone and scrambled back out of the crypt when he took notice of the multiple pairs of tiny yellow glowing eyes looking directly at him.

"Is someone out there?" the voice asked once more. The owner of said voice stepping -or slithering- into the dim lighting of the church graveyard.

He fell on his butt again and lets out a yelp as he was met with the sight of a monster. A monster akin to a snake.

Almost similar to Anne's monster form.

The monster was clearly a woman. What stood out the most from this woman, aside from her lower half being the tail of a snake with gray scales, the sharp and pointy claws, the fangs and the blindfold over her eyes, was her head full of smaller sentient snakes.

Like the gorgon, Medusa.

Hal felt multiple shivers run up his spine at the sight of those snakes just staring right at him with their glowing yellow eyes.

"H-Hello? I know someone is in front of me. Please don't be alarmed. I mean no harm. And please don't hurt me..." the snake woman said. Her dark forked tongue poking past her lips nervously. Tasting the air around her.

She was hunched over a bit. As if ready to slink back into the open crypt at the slightest signs of danger.

"Y-You...w-who are...?" the prince stutters as he stares at the Medusa like snake woman.

Dear lord, he did not bring any extra pants for this.

"M-My name is Jane Grey...and you are?"

Wait...

Jane Grey?

Edward, Mary and Elizabeth had mentioned a girl named Jane Grey before. She was a queen who reigned very shortly after his brother and before his older sister took the throne. Not much was said about her in particular but he remembered what they called her.

The Nine Days Queen.

"Hello? Are you still there?" Jane asked.

Hal snapped out of his stupor and looked at the gorgon woman. He lets out a startled noise when he realized she had gotten closer. At the same time, Jane lets out a surprised yelp herself when Hal exclaimed. Her snakes on her hair (snake hair?) wiggled about in distress.

"I-I'm so sorry about that! Snakes just...freak me out," Hal said. Standing up.

"I get what you mean. I-I don't like snakes myself, ironically," Jane said.

This reply made Hal chuckle a bit. Perhaps this person was not much of a monster as he thought she would be. He's still freaked out by the snake hair though.

"Um...I'm Hal by the way. I'm a reincarnate like you," he said. Dusting his, still relatively clean, pants.

"Really?" she asked. Perking up a bit at the thought of finally meeting another reincarnate like her. Hal gives her his signature grins. "Yeah!" he said.

"I'm not sure if I remember someone going by that name back in my first life."

"Well...you shouldn't because I died at only several weeks old. I'm Catherine of Aragon's son mostly known in history as Henry Duke of Cornwall."

Jane freaked out when she heard this. Her snakes feeling her distress. "Oh! I'm so sorry about that! I-I didn't know!" she apologized frantically.

"No no no! It's okay!" Hal reassured but the gorgon woman is already feeling shame at her assumption. Then she realized something. "Wait. If you died weeks after your birth then how do you know about me?" she asked.

"My sisters and brother mentioned you before," Hal answered. Despite the blindfold, he can clearly see the confusion on Jane's face. "Your...sisters and brother?" she asked.

"Mary I, Elizabeth I and Edward VI. You might know them," he answered.

Jane froze at her spot in shock. This...this person in front of her...is related to Edward, Mary and Elizabeth?

"Oh...Oh my..."

Hal was suddenly nervous. He was afraid that this person might have had an unpleasant experience with his siblings. "What? What's wrong?" he asked. His voice shaking a bit.

"I...I know those three quite well. You...probably know that one of them ordered mine and my husband's execution after being crowned queen nine days before," Jane said. Hal's eyes widened in shock at this revelation.

One of his siblings ordered this woman's beheading!?

Hal knew that his siblings did some...unsightly things during their reigns but to behead this demure and innocent woman!?

"W-Wait what!?" he exclaimed in disbelief. Jane looks at him in surprise.

He doesn't know?

"You...didn't know that your sister, Mary, ordered my execution and usurped the throne?" she asked. Rather surprised by this since almost everyone knows about her execution.

Hal looked at her. Eyes wide and mouth agape.

Mary was the one to execute her...

The prince looked back up the church belfry. He could still see the imposing silhouettes of both his mother and sister through the window. Still arguing.

Mary.

You beheaded an innocent woman...?

...for the throne?

He looks back at Jane. "I-I knew about the usurping thing but...but not the execution thing...," he said.

"Oh. Oh dear..."

There was a heavy silence that fell upon them as they contemplated on these revelations.

"P-Please...can you tell me what you know about my sister's...Mary's reign?" Hal asked.

Almost pleadingly.

"Well...I'll do my best in explaining everything I know but I can't guarantee that it'll be pleasant. Let's sit first," Jane said.

He nodded and they both sat on an old stone bench near the open crypt. Hal sat on the other end of the bench.

Jane's hair snakes still freak him out.

He looks at her expectantly. Waiting for her to tell him about Mary's reign. The gorgon woman took a deep breath before starting.

"You see...after Edward's death, his will stated the removal of Mary and Elizabeth from the line of succession and made me his heir to the throne," she started. Fidgeting with her hands a bit as she talked. Hal studied her expression, noticing her look of uneasiness. This is quite a heavy subject for her after all. He was tempted to tell her to stop and that it was okay but...

...he needed to know in order to get through to Mary.

"I...I was very reluctant to accept it but I had to in order to avoid conflict within my family and the kingdom. So, I was crowned queen but soon after I was declared as one, Mary's supporters grew in number and my supporters all but abandoned me. Nine days later, my husband and I were captured and beheaded upon the orders of the new queen, Mary," Jane continues. Her eyes shifting nervously behind her blind fold. Retelling this causes her so much anxiety. Especially whilst having a blindfold on.

It reminds her so much of her execution.

"After...after being reincarnated, I did my research on the three of them and was surprised to say the least at what I found out about Mary and Elizabeth."

"That Elizabeth managed to become the greatest monarch in British history?" Hal asked.

"That and that Mary, in her desperate attempts to bring Catholicism back to the country, burned around three hundred protestants at the stake," Jane said.

Hal froze.

He felt his blood run cold and his stomach drop after hearing this.

Mary.

His own sister.

Had three hundred people...

...killed?

"Hal? Hal are you alright?" Jane asked. Snapping him out of his thoughts.

"Y-Yeah...I think I'm fine..." Hal said. His voice quivering so much that it made Jane concerned.

"Are you sure? Perhaps I should just stop," she said.

"Y-Yeah...I think that's all I need to know. I realize now why Mary thinks of herself as a monster. It's not just the monster form that she turned into, it's also the past sins. I know what to do now to help her," he said. Standing up from the bench. Determination burning in his golden brown gaze.

"Whatever it is that's troubling her, I believe that you, of all people, could help her. Based on my own research, she was a woman with an unfortunate upbringing in an unfortunate situation," Jane said.

"I better go before she runs off again. Thank you, Ms. Grey."

"Please, just call me 'Jane'."

"Okay, Jane. I have to go now. I hope we can meet again," Hal said before going back to the church.

He runs back down the overgrown path and burst through the old wooden doors. Running down the aisle, he quickly found the steps leading up to the belfry and took two at a time. Almost tripping a couple of times.

He can hear his mother's and Mary's voices clearly now. The older gargoyle still convincing her daughter to come home while the younger gargoyle persisted on acting feral.

"Mary! Mary listen to me!" Hal said as he enters the belfry. Out of breath from running all the way.

"Hal! I thought I told you to go back home! What are you still doing here!?" Catalina demanded. Even angrier now that her son had deliberately disobeyed her.

"I know now why you're thinking this way and I'm here to say that you're no monster, Mary!" He said. Ignoring his mother.

"Mijo, don't ignore me! Get out of here and go home!"

"I am a monster, Hal! So get away before I seriously hurt you!" Mary snarls. Her glowing red eyes glaring right him and baring her sharp teeth at him.

"But you're not a monster, Mary! I know you're just acting like this to make us go away but we won't! I won't!" Hal stood his ground. Walking over to his sister who snarls loudly at him. Her wings spread wide as a warning.

"Henry!" Catalina growls. Furious that her son refused to listen to her.

Hal ignored the way his mother called him by his full first name and just focused on his sister.

"Mary, I know what happened during your reign," he said.

This caused a pause.

Mary looked at him. Shock and fear in her eyes.

He...

He knows?

"H-Hal...I..." she starts but stops. Not knowing what to say.

I mean, what could you say when your own little brother finds out about your dark past?

"I met Jane Grey earlier. She told what happened. You had her and her husband behaded for the throne and during your reign you...you had around three hundred protestants burned at the stake," Hal said as he slowly took a step towards her.

He had to be cautious now.

Lest his sister lashes out at him.

Catalina looks at both of her son and daughter. Unsure at how Mary will react to Hal knowing about her past that she hid from him for a long time now.

She got her answer when Mary lets out a terrifying scream and curled up in a pitiful ball with her wings wrapped around herself.

Not to shield herself from Hal and her mother but to shield them from herself.

They both know she's a genuine monster now.

Hal was frozen in fear and shock at the scream his sister had let out but he forced himself to move towards Mary.

"Mary I-"

"STAY AWAY! STAY AWAY! STAY AWAY!"

Catalina's heart was breaking in two as she helplessly watched her daughter in distress.

She has failed her.

Again.

The queen has been checked out of the board but the prince is still moving forward with his limited moves.

And he's determined to get to the other side.

"Mary listen to me. You're not a monster. What happened in the past was terrible but that doesn't mean you're a monster," Hal said. He was closer now to Mary and Catalina is conflicted on whether or not to swoop in and pull him back before Mary lashes out.

"I know you've been working so hard in making up for your past. The volunteering, the random acts of kindness that you do. Those may be miniscule in your mind but they're big things, Mary. It shows that you're really making an effort to make up for your past," he continues. Walking closer to his sister.

"STOP! I'M NOTHING BUT A MONSTER! NO GOOD DEED THAT I DO WILL EVER CHANGE THAT!" Mary screeched. Making Hal stop momentarily before continuing towards her.

"Mary, you're not a monster. You're my sister and I love you all the same. No matter what."

He stops a few feet in front of her and sits on the floor. Mary is still crying. Still covering herself in shame with her wings.

Then, through her sobs, she heard singing.

"Oh it's a jolly holiday with Mary. Mary makes your heart so light," Hal sang. He starts of quiet and soft.

Mary peeks out through the gap between her wings. Her brother notices this and smiles before continuing with the song.

"When the day is gray and ordinary, Mary makes the sunshine bright. Oh happiness is blooming all around her. The daffodils are smiling at the dove."

Hal reaches through the gap between her wings and holds her hand in his. Not afraid of her lashing out with her claws.

This proved to help reassure his sister that he's not afraid of her.

Not anymore.

"When Mary holds your hand, you feel so grand. Your heart starts beating like a big brass band. It's a jolly holiday with Mary. No wonder that's it's Mary that I love," he finishes the song with his usual warm smile.

A smile came on Catalina's face as she watched her daughter pull her wings back and pull Hal in her arms for a hug.

He finally got through to her.

Hal hugged his sister tightly. A clear reassurance of his love for his sister.

Catalina decided this was the right moment to approach her children and pull them both in her embrace. Protectively wrapping her wings around them.

"Mis queridos," she said. Purring and chuffing softly in content.

Mary cried in her mother's and brother's arms. Holding them as closely as possible.

She's so blessed to have them in this life.

"You are doing your best to make it up to your past, mija and I'm very proud that you are," Catalina said.

"We both are," Hal added.

"Thank you...thank you for not giving up on me," Mary said. Finding herself purring and chuffing in content as well. The insticts she had suppressed for so long was now coming out.

And Mary is fine with that.

"Mary, are you coming home now?" Hal asked. Looking up at his sister.

Mary nodded. "Yeah. I'm ready to come home now," she said.

Catalina smiled and gently licked both of their hair whilst purring. She was happy to have her little family again.

After cherishing their moment, the family decided it was time to head home. The two gargoyles took to the air while Hal went back to his bike. He checked the crypt for any sign of Jane Grey but found it closed back up.

He said his thanks anyways and rode back home.

The sun was already rising by the time the three had gotten back home. Waiting for them by the front door was Jane.

She immediately pulled Mary and Hal in her large, furry arms upon seeing them safe and sound. She scolded Hal for leaving without permission and told him he was grounded. Banning him from using the kitchen for a week.

"It was worth it," he said with his signature grin.

Mary chuckled at this and ruffled his hair.

"Mary no! My hair!"

"Serves you right for disobeying, mamá."

"It was for your own good though!"

Catalina smiled at the sight of her children playfully arguing while her beau acted as a mediator trying to make them stop fighting. Despite what Mary had thought of herself, there really were people who genuinely and truly love her for who she is.

That's all she needed in her life.

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thequartz0ne-archived · 4 years ago

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Here’s my sixtended oc Jane grey

Janey is always annoying to Eddie and Mary

Janey lives with Jane Seymour and Cathrine Parr

Sometimes Janey gets along with mezza

Janey and Lizzie and both annoying to Eddie and Mary

Height: 5’3

Janey hates being called the “MINI” mart from Eddie

Sixspiration:

Janelle monaè

Becky G

Freddie Mercury

Age: 15

Also known as: the 9th day queen

#six the kids #jane grey #my art #six the musical #trins shitposts

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toasty-owl-arts · 4 years ago

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Sicut Mater Ita Et Filia Eius- Part 1

Yall I finished it! Okay so here’s my personal take on the dynamic between Catalina and her mother, you can agree or not, this is just how I see it.

Mentioned sixtended charecters: Isabella I- @spooner7308 and @weirdbutdecentart100

Jane couldn’t place the feeling at first. It was a strange one, and after a few lazy minutes of puzzling it through, she belatedly realized it was the feeling of peace. Not to say being around the other queens wasn’t nice, but Jane did love these few moments of quiet she rarely gets. Slipping on her reading glasses, Jane opened the sewing kit and pulled out the project she’d been working on. A small slip cover for the throw pillow Catalina had bought her a while ago which was thinning with age. She let a small smile grace her face as the pressed play on her CD player before sitting back and letting the quiet voice of the woman reading her latest audio-book wash over her.

And yet as was usual in the queen’s household, the peace didn’t last. A sharp knock at the door startled Jane out of her state and she jolted, stabbing her needle through her finger. She hissed in pain as blood began to bead at the tip of her index finger. Already resigning herself to having to fix some new emergency, Jane put aside her sewing and dashed to the kitchen to find herself a band-aid which she quickly applied as she walked to the front door.

Jane had been expecting one of the queens to be standing there, or perhaps another one of their reincarnated friends. Who she hadn’t been expecting was a strange woman standing on their doorstep. She carried herself with all the regality of a royal, or rather more specifically a queen. Her skin was a dark tan, weathered with age and she had thick curly brown hair. Dressed in a simple light beige button up blouse and dark grey skirt the woman looked as if she was about to go to a business meeting or to church. Maybe both.

Arching an eyebrow, the woman asked, “Is this the residence of the Tudor queens?”

Rather taken aback, it took Jane a moment before she answered, “Yes, why do you ask?” the woman had an oddly familiar face, as if she’d met her before. “If you’re asking about an interview we usually schedule those over the phone.”

“No, no I’m not here for an interview. I’m here to see someone.” The woman stated, crossing her arms.

More than a little annoyed at having to prompt an answer out of the woman, Jane sighed. “We don’t really do personal interviews on the drop of the hat, or autographs outside of stage door. If you’d like to book a ticket to see our show and catch the person you’re looking for afterwards I’d be glad to assist you to our website-”

Jane was cut off by the woman’s beleaguered groan. “You misunderstand, I’m not some fanatic looking to meet a hero. I’m looking for my daughter.”

Well. That was a development. Cautiously, Jane ventured, “So then who specifically are you here to see?” she ran down a mental list of people from their time who had not yet returned. Thankfully, no one from the extensive Boleyn/Howard/Seymour clan aside from her sister had returned, and frankly neither Kitty, nor Anne, nor herself had any interest in seeing their parents again. Anna’s mother had already returned, so she was out of the running. Then perhaps Cathy’s mother?

Yet the woman seemed to bear no resemblance to the sixth queen, except perhaps in mere passing. Which left just one option. The more Jane scrutinized the woman’s face, the more she realized where the odd sense of deja vu at seeing her came from. This woman and her girlfriend carried strikingly similar features. The woman’s next statement only solidified her hunch. “I’m here to see my daughter. Catalina of Aragon.”

Ah, and there was the confirmation. Jane wasn’t quite sure of what to do next. One the one hand, she didn’t want to lie to the woman and say Catalina wasn’t there, on the other… Catalina had never spoken of her mother, Isabella of Castile, with any reverence. If anything it was stern indifference. The other Trastámara siblings hadn’t spoken positively of the woman either, making Jane wonder if letting the woman inside was the best course of action. Finally she settled on a simple easy lie. “I’m not sure if she’s home, Catalina likes to take walks out in the park a couple blocks from here. I’ll check if she’s in the house, if not you could check in at another time to see if she’s returned.” Isabella seemed content with the answer and sat down on the bench on their porch.

Ducking back inside the house and closing the door behind her, Jane let out a breathy sigh of relief. Technically, she supposed, it wasn’t quite a lie. Lina did like to take walks at the park, but Jane knew for a fact Catalina was upstairs debating some new topic or another with Anne. The two had become rather enraptured with some new book series and were constantly playfully arguing over the story. (Jane had attempted to get into the series, but had eventually given up after not being able to find an audio book reading she liked.)

Trudging up the stairs to find her girlfriend, Jane knocked lightly on Anne’s door, decorated with little stickers and drawn on hearts done in an assortment of colors. “Come in!” her cousin’s cheery voice came easily through the door, and Jane slowly pushed it open. Inside, Anne lay upside-down on the bed half hanging off, hair brushing the carpet. Catalina was lounging on the couch in the corner of Anne’s room, engrossed in some article online.

Looking up to see who’d come in, Catalina broke into a smile at the sight of Jane. “Jane! Did you want to join us?” as tempting as that did sound, Jane couldn’t shake her original mission.

“Sorry love, I’d like to but there’s something more urgent that needs addressing.”

Sitting up a little straighter, Catalina frowned. “Did something happen?”

Nervously, Jane’s eyes flicked to where Anne was struggling to sit up. At the sight of her cousin’s nerves, Anne asked, “Do you need me to give you two some privacy?”

Before Jane could say anything, Catalina waved away the suggestion. “No, that’s okay.” turning her attention back to Jane, Catalina pressed, “What is it?”

Jane worried at her lip. “There’s a woman at the door.” Before Anne could make some comment about being able to answer a door on her own, Jane pressed forwards. “She says she’s your mother.”

Out of all the reactions that could’ve come of that moment, Jane was of the opinion that Anne’s reaction was perhaps the one she’d expected of Catalina. A tight, drawn, almost ashen face full of worry and concern. What she hadn’t been expecting was Catalina to burst out into almost hysterical laughter. “No.” dropping her hands into her lap, twisting one over the other, Catalina gave a strained smile. “No, I can’t believe it’s actually her. I won’t believe it.”

Jane walked over and knelt in front of Catalina. “I didn’t tell her you were home, I can tell her to come back at another time if you need.”

Standing abruptly, Catalina tangled her hands into her hair. “I don’t want to see her at all, I never thought- I didn’t-”

Anne crossed the room and grabbed Catalina’s hands, pulling them from her hair. “You don’t have to see her if you don’t want to.”

Nodding, Jane stood, repeating the sentiment. “I’ll tell her to leave and we can sort this out when you’re ready. Catalina nodded, and Jane looked over to Anne. “can you-” she mouthed, before smiling in relief as Anne nodded, understanding. Jane reached over and squeezed Catalina’s hand, happy when Catalina, admittedly belatedly, repeated the sentiment. Turning back out of Anne’s room, Jane went back down the stairs and opened the front door. Isabella still sat patiently on the porch bench, waiting.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t find her, would you be able to return at a different time?” years of practice at court had made Jane adept at smiling even when she felt like shoving someone down a flight of stairs.

Isabella mulled this over as if it were Jane who was rescheduling a time to impose on her. “I suppose. Perhaps I’ll see your show and find her there.”

Smile growing imperceptibly tighter, Jane tried to keep her tone light. “Sounds good!” she gritted through clenched teeth.

Nodding, Isabella turned on a heel and left back to a small car, before driving away. As soon as the car was out of eye shot, Jane let loose a breath she didn’t realize she’d been holding. She could deal with the fallout in a moment. Currently, she had a girlfriend to comfort.

#Six the musical #six the musical fanfic #six the musical fanfiction #Sixstended-Verse #Catherine of Aragon Six #Anne Boleyn six #Jane Seymour six #Anna of Cleves six #Katherine Howard six #Catherine Parr six #Isabella I sixstended #AveWrites

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inquisitive-mess · 4 years ago

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Sixtended OC's Height Chart

I think this was long overdue. This is a height chart to all of the current Sixtended Verse OCs on Tumblr. I will update once new ones are made. I did both types just in case. Updated (March 13, 2025)

I like to thank @altairtalisman for the chart I used as a reference and both them and Finch for the help

Amalia “Mali” by @pandora-dusk - 5'3ft or 160.02cm (160)

Anne “Anya” by @toasty-owl-arts - 5'2ft or 157.48cm (157.5)

Anne “Ann” by yours truly - 5'8ft or 172.72cm (172.7)

Arthur Tudor by @djts-arts - 6′2ft or 187.96cm (188)

Cathryn Carey by @weirdbutdecentart - 5'1 or 154.94cm (154.9)

Christina of Denmark by @the-fox-arts - 5′7ft or 170.18cm (170.2)

Dorothy"Roth" by @altairtalisman - 5'4ft or 162.56cm(162.6)

Edward VI by @ratscraftz -5′7ft or 170.18cm (170.2)

Elisabeth "Sisi" by @ratscraftz - 5'6ft or 167.64cm(167.6)

Elizabeth "EB" by @spooner7308 - 5'11ft or 180.34cm (180.3)

Elizabeth ‘Liz’ Seymour by @vancsssa - 5′7ft or 170.18cm (170.2)

Elizabeth “Ellie” Tudor by @me-tizi - currently 4′3ft or 129.54cm (129.5), but will be 5′4ft or 162.56cm (162.6)

Ferdinand II by @weirdbutdecentart - 6'3ft or 190.5cm

George Boleyn by @ellielovesdrawing - 6'4ft or 193.04cm (193)

Guilford Dudley by @ratscraftz 5'8ft or 172.72cm (172.7)

Hans Holbein the Younger by @podsn - 6′0ft or 182.88cm (182.9)

Hans Holbein the Younger by @redlover411 - 5’9ft or 175.26cm (175.3)

Henry Carey by @weirdbutdecentart - 5'0ft or 152.4cm

Henry “Hal” by @blackdiamondwrites127 - currently growing, but will be 6'2ft or 187.96cm (188)

Henry "Fitz" FitzRoy by @sixaustralia - 5'11ft or 180.34cm (180.3)

Henry Percy by @cheemken - 6'3ft or 190.5cm

Isabella of Castille by @weirdbutdecentart - 6'2ft or 187.96cm (188)

Isabella Trastamara by @milesnmiles - 5'5ft or 165.1cm

Isabella “Izzi” Trastàmara by @weirdbutdecentart - 3'7ft or 109.22cm (109.2)

Jane "Janey" Grey by @ratscraftz - 5'1ft or 154.94cm (154.9)

Jane “JP” by @altairtalisman - 5'8ft or 172.72cm (172.7)

John Astley by @yourdeepestfathoms - 6′0ft or 182.88cm (182.9)

Juan Trastàmara by @weirdbutdecentart - 6'1ft or 185.42cm (185.4)

Juana “Ju-Ju” by @ellielovesdrawing - 5'11ft or 180.34cm (180.3)

Katherine “Kat” Ashley by @yourdeepestfathoms - 5'11ft or 180.34cm (180.3)

Katherine “Kath” Tudor by @ellielovesdrawing - 5'0ft or 152.4cm

Lillia "Lily" Trastamara by @ellielovesdrawing - currently 4'11ft or 149.86cm (149.9), but will be 5′7ft or 170.18cm (170.2)

Margaret “Maggie” of Austria by @weirdbutdecentart - 6'0ft or 182.88cm (182.9)

Margaret Beaufort by @redladydeath - 5′7ft or 170.18cm (170.2)

Margaret “Meg” by @me-tizi - 5′8ft or 172.72cm (172.7)

Maria of Jülich-Berg by @blackdiamondwrites127 - 5'1ft or 154.94cm (154.9)

Maria Trastámara by @blackdiamondwrites127 - 5′7ft or 170.18cm (170.2)

Marion Trastámara by @vancsssa - 5'2ft or 157.48cm (157.5)

Mark Smeaton by @ellielovesdrawing - 6'1ft or 185.42cm (185.4)

Mary “Mara” Boleyn by @mariegreythepoet - 5′6ft or 167.64cm (167.6)

Mary Fitzroy-Howard by @sixaustralia - 5′3ft or 160.02cm (160)

Mary Stuart by @to-the-world-we-dream-about - 6′0ft or 182.88cm (182.9)

Mary “Marie” by @me-tizi - 5′5ft or 165.1cm

Mary I "Mari" by @crimsonnight186 - 5'9ft or 175.26cm (175.3)

Robert Dudley by @ratscraftz 5'9ft or 175.26cm (175.3)

Sibylle of Cleves by @blackdiamondwrites127 - 6′4ft or 193.04cm (193)

Thomas More by @spooner7308 - 5′6ft or 167.64cm (167.6)

William of Jürich-Cleves-Berg by @milesnmiles - 6′0ft or 182.88cm (182.9)

Will Parr by @weirdbutdecentart - 6'1ft or 185.42cm (185.4)

Willie Strafford by @weirdbutdecentart - 5'9ft or 175.26cm (175.3)

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super-nova5045 · 4 years ago

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nova’s guide to all Nosebleed/Sixtended kids names

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Mars - Mary 1

Henry - Henry Howard

Fitzroy - Henry Fitzroy

Maxine - Mary Howard/Fitzroy

Frances/Franny - Frances Brandon

Vinnie/(might be updated) - Frances de Vere

Maggie - Margaret Douglas

Mae - Mary Shelton, OR, a name used for Maxine in book three

Eliza - Elizabeth Stafford

Cathy - C*th*r*ne P*rr

Kat/Katherine - Katherine Norfolk

Harry - Henry Grey

Kate - Katherine Grey (Henry Grey’s sister)

Henri - Henry, Duke of Cornwall

Catalina - CoA

Katheryn - Katheryn Howard

Tommy - Thomas Howard the Younger (Henry, Maxine and Kat’s brother)

Mr Tudor - Henry 8

Jay - Jane Boleyn

Anna - AoC

Ellie - Elizabeth Tailboys

will probably add more as more kids are introduced

#.nosebleed.#sixtended

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altairtalisman · 4 years ago

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Anya Askew by @thenicestnonbinary, AKA the shortest member of the theatre crew and Jane Grey by @its-too-fracking-early-for-this, AKA the shortest adult hanging around the theatre.

Neither of them are flattered by their titles.

#six oc #sixtended verse #Anya Askew (Sixtended)#Jane Grey (Sixtended)#Altair draws

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altairtalisman · 4 years ago

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Dorothy Seymour's Bio

Did I just create a second Sixtended Verse OC that I will barely create any content for? Absolutely yes, but I really had to get this damn idea out of my head. It's been living in my head for months now...

Name: Dorothy Seymour, prefers to go by Roth. She was previously known as Dorothea Sailsmoore, but legally got her name changed to her current name.

Personality: Impatient and short-tempered, it's a miracle that she hasn't gotten herself fired from the theatre just yet. Constantly yells at the queens for not staying still enough when doing their makeup and hair.

When it comes to conflicts, she will stand up for her opinions though she is willing to consider others. Expect her to give a passionate defence in response though, because she won't go down easily.

She's willing to commit most crimes, with anything fatal (for all parties involved) being out of the question. She does have a set of personal ethics, and won't harm people in need or children (unless said children are just pure assholes).

Dorothy's cynical when it comes to love, and doesn't believe in the concept of soulmates. Her recent breakup with her ex-girlfriend was pretty bad too, with her ex cheating on her as well as attempting to manipulate her into thinking that Dorothy was actually abusive. While she doesn't show it, she is left insecure that she's not really enough for others to stay.

Despite her general personality, she can be considerate of others and tries not to bother those in her social circle with serious matters. One example is her previously crushing on @inquisitive-mess's Ann Parr, Dorothy would never let her know that she once crushed on Ann in university, partially because she knows that Ann's straight and that knowledge would just burden her.

Likes/Dislikes on food: She really hates vegetables, but tolerates spinach after her doctor told her to eat some as she had symptoms of hypothyroidism. Dorothy loves seafood, and is trying to cut down on unhealthy cooking methods due to the Sailsmoore family's history of heart problems. She always gets an espresso when ordering coffee, and she prefers Pepsi over Coca-Cola. Don't tell her that Pepsi is inferior, she will physically fight anyone who tells her that.

Type of drunk: She's more honest and sentimental when drunk, but she can hold her liquor well plus she doesn't drink in public often...

Hobbies: Stargazing (she's well-versed in constellations), camping, taking long rides on her motorcycle, and boxing.

Clothes: Dorothy prefers clothes that she can easily breathe and move in, as being a makeup artist requires concentration. She prefers plain clothes that is black, grey, or have a cold colour scheme. She owns a few mandarin-collared shirts for smart casual events, and evening gowns for parties the Sailsmoores host or go to.

How she died: Not stated online, but based on Dorothy's last memory of her previous life, it was a natural death.

People she get along with: She gets along with Ann, mainly because the latter was on emergency call back when they were in university. Ann's introverted personality as well as her not asking why Dorothy's laptop is always broken helped to foster a genuine friendship between them. She also likes @redlover411's Hans Holbein as he doesn't say much and doesn't give her problems in general.

Dorothy tolerates Jane Parker, @djts-arts's Arthur Tudor and @pandora-dusk's Amalia of Cleves, with Parker because she doesn't try to purposely push her buttons and they have a common hobby, Arthur because he serves her coffee at the theatre cafe and hates Henry VIII, and Amalia because she's really likeable.

She does interact with @spooner7308's Elizabeth Barton and @ellielovesdrawing's George Boleyn, though it's more out of necessity as she needs to know how much light is shining on the queens so that she can adjust the amount of makeup appropriately.

She has seen @weirdbutdecentart's William Parr twice, once at Ann's graduation, and once at the hotel he worked at. She hasn't spoken to him at all, and given that he mirrored her usual expression, Dorothy assumes that he's not interested in interacting.

Dorothy knows that @vanessaseymour's Elizabeth Seymour exists, but hasn't really interacted with her sister. She does know that her sister is awkward at flirting, and really loves @lexartsstuff's Isabella Trastámara.

People she dislikes: Definitely Henry VIII, for everything he had done in his lifetime. She also dislikes @blackdiamondwrites127's Siblylle of Cleves, @thenicestnonbinary's Anya Askew and @the-fox-arts's Christina of Denmark not because of their personalities, but simply because as managers, they tend to throw her own schedule out of the window at the last minute. She does try to understand that they're dealing with whatever crisis is popping up without warning, nonetheless she still doesn't like them.

People she's afraid of: She dreads the idea of both her previous husbands reincarnating, not because she hated them in her past life, but because she doesn't want to deal with the fact that she would have to explain that she doesn't love either of them anymore and she currently views them as strangers.

Ship: She's currently not dating anyone, and is still hurt that she was cheated on. She doesn't have a label on her orientation, and when asked, she will always reply "I've dated guys, girls, and people who aren't either, and so far, I like girls the best. What does that make me, you ask? I don't know and I don't want to think so hard about that."

Reincarnated life: Dorothy was actually born as Dorothea Sailsmoore, but on 4 January, 10 year old Dorothea was involved in what was supposed to be fatal accident. As a result of this accident, she gained Dorothy's memories of her past life. Upon waking up in the hospital she was sent to, she learnt that the wounds she suffered were supposed to be fatal and as such, it was a miracle that she survived.

Dorothy was actually confused towards everything at first, for she didn't grasp any modern concepts and initially told the doctor as well as the Sailsmoores that she wasn't Dorothea. The doctor then hypothesised that she had amnesia as she didn't remember the identity of Dorothea, with her formally getting diagnosed with it after it was discovered that she doesn't remember anything about Dorothea's life.

This made Dorothy realise that instead of Dorothea surviving the accident, it was more likely that Dorothy and Dorothea swapped bodies despite the time gap. While she didn't place much belief in the supernatural even in her previous life, it was the likeliest explanation given that Dorothy Seymour's last memory was on 4 January, the same day the accident occurred.

Dorothy felt bad that she didn't remember anything about Dorothea and instead, had the memories of who she soon found out to be some barely known sister of the famous Jane Seymour. She did her best to play the role of a daughter to the Sailsmoores, who was rich and nearly spoilt her rotten. Dorothy was actually uncomfortable assuming the identity of Dorothea, but she wanted to be loved by a stable family, thus she put up with it.

Six years later, as a result of the Sailsmoores expanding their business, Dorothy's parents and her brother, Johnathan, were absent in her life. As she was afraid she would be forgotten like how she was in her previous life, she started skipping school and eventually turned to fighting street gangs at night. Dorothy realised that she actually liked fighting and continued to start fights with street gangs simply because she didn't like the way they looked or because they accidentally bumped into her when crossing paths.

She was soon addicted to fighting, and eventually landed herself in trouble when a few street gangs banded together and launched an ambush the moment she arrived at one of her usual haunts. Initially, Dorothy didn't view the ambush as a problem as she was confident in her street fighting skills, until she discovered that everyone brought weapons.

While Dorothy was about to escape from the gang members with wounds that weren't life-threatening, one of them had managed to stab her abdomen which left her bleeding in an alley. Assuming that she was dying, the gang members decided to leave out of fear of being caught. Johnathan, who had just left a party hosted by one of the companies the Sailsmoores were working with, noticed a figure bleeding out in the alley and approached her. When he realised that it was Dorothy who was dying, he immediately called for an ambulance which saved her life.

Warded at the hospital, the Sailsmoores came down to visit Dorothy as well as to give her a dressing down after finding out from the school that she hadn't been attending her lessons for a while. She decided to admit that she wanted the Sailsmoores to pay attention to her, and acted out in hopes of getting them to do so. Dorothy also admitted that fighting was much more addictive than she expected, which made her unable to stop.

Her family informed her that while her actions were wrong, they understood that their lack of presence resulted in her taking the wrong path. They then vowed to spend more time with her, with the latter confessing that they vowed to spend more time with Dorothea, not Dorothy.

"All of you have been nothing but good to me... which is why I'm sorry, but I'm not Dorothea Sailsmoore. I haven't been for six years now, and I know that I sound crazy, but your family member died in that accident. This is Dorothea Sailsmoore's body, but the one inhabiting it goes by Dorothy Seymour, Queen Jane Seymour's youngest sister. I'm sorry for pretending, and I understand if you wish to turn off my... whatever that machine is."

With these words, Dorothy expected the Sailsmoores to react badly, but instead, they told her that they needed time to process the information Dorothy had tried telling them after the accident. She nodded, resolving to stop participating in street fights as even though she was doing so as Dorothy, her body was still Dorothea's after all.

After getting discharged from the hospital, the Sailsmoores informed Dorothy that they still view her as part of the family. Her father added that she was free to change her name given that she was already of age, and that they won't love her any less. This touched Dorothy, and she immediately went to change her name.

A few months after changing her name, she decided to experiment with makeup to cover up her scars. While searching up how to do so, she realised that makeup was much deeper than it seemed and wanted to pursue a higher education in cosmetology. Her mother noticed her attempting to cover her scars with makeup, and commented that Dorothea wanted to be a makeup artist herself when she was nine.

"Is that so? Well then, all the more reason to study cosmetology. For her interests, as well as mine."

Dorothy's comment became her goal, and after graduating from university, she applied for a job at the theatre. She was accepted without an interview as Anya was desperate for a makeup artist back when the queens first went on stage. Dorothy was shocked to meet Jane Seymour, and was even more shocked to find out that there were many more figures from her era that were reincarnated.

Dorothy can be easily found at the theatre cafe, and on the theatre's rooftop at night.

#sixtended verse #six oc #Dorothy Seymour (Sixtended)#Anne Parr (Sixtended)#Hans Holbein (Sixtended)#Jane Parker (Sixtended)#Arthur Tudor (Sixtended)#Elizabeth Barton (Sixtended)#George Boleyn (Sixtended)#William Parr (Sixtended)#Elizabeth Seymour (Sixtended)#Isabella Trastámara (Sixtended)#Sibylle of Cleves (Sixtended)#Anya Askew (Sixtended)#Christina of Denmark (Sixtended)#Amalia of Cleves (Sixtended)#Altair draws

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