#alien stage oc guardian

[ivanttakethis]

Post Season 39 - Cassio’s Log

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Cassio had been dodging calls and messages from Alien Stage production since they left the complex to go to the hospital with Tov.

It was a struggle to simply decline the calls and swipe away the messages rather than tell them all to fuck off, especially when Tov coded again in the emergency room.

But they were just delaying the inevitable.

Production wanted a meeting, and Cassio knew it would be about Tov.

The only thing they hadn’t anticipated was that members of the production team would commandeer a conference room in the hospital and mandate a meeting so late at night.

No matter.

Cassio didn’t need to prepare.

As they made their way to the conference room, Wren’s words about Tov echoed through their mind.

“All you can do is be there for her now.”

I plan to. They thought. That much I can promise.

Cassio pushed open the double doors and all eyes turned to them. Some they recognized well, others they’d only seen in passing.

Enok, the lead producer, sat at the head of the table, with three underlings flanking him on each side. Six in total.

A seven to one fight, if things got ugly.

He smiled at them with all three rows of his teeth, cheap and plastic. “Cassio, thank you for joining us on such short notice. Please have a seat.”

Enok’s insincerity was almost as potent as his cologne.

Cassio swallowed a gag.

The only open chair was at the other end, opposite him, forcing eye contact.

An intimidation tactic, no doubt.

“Good evening, Enok. Everyone.” They said with a nod, taking the seat without hesitation. “So, what is this meeting all about? The message you sent was marked as urgent.”

The six underlings looked to Enok, expectant.

He sighed and stippled his hands, “Well, there’s no easy way to say this, Cassio, but you need to pull the plug on that pet of yours.”

Cassio kept their face placidly neutral, tilting their head slightly to one side, “And why would I do that, exactly?”

“It damages the brand and reputation of Alien Stage as a competition.” He said. “There can only be one winner each season.”

One survivor, is what he meant.

“Tov didn’t win. Her medical emergency during Round 30 disqualified her.”

“Round 30 was over at the time of her… event.” Enok said, because he was too much of a coward to call it what it actually was.

“The round isn’t over until the loser is shot dead. That’s not what happened here.” Cassio countered. “Besides, it’s rather hard to pull the plug on someone breathing on their own.”

What they wouldn’t have given to take a picture of Enok’s beady eyes wide with surprise and confusion as his plan unraveled, “S-She’s awake? So soon?”

A drop of blood in the water.

Cassio grinned, canines flashing, almost predatory.

“Yes, Tov is still very much alive. Her prognosis is very positive. The only way to kill her now would be euthanasia, and that’d cause quite the controversy. Wouldn’t you agree?” They asked. “I’m sure the pet-human rights activists will take that kind of news well.”

And by “well”, Cassio meant they would firebomb anything and everything tangentially related to Alien Stage.

Truthfully, they couldn’t care either way.

Watching Tov grow more and more devastated with every loss over the course of Season 39 had radicalized them, for lack of a better word.

As much as they still loved their job as head costume designer, a new sense of resentment toward the machine behind it was metastasizing.

The condition was likely terminal.

Enok quickly composed himself, plastering on a smile that was somehow even faker than the last one.

“Oh, come on Cassio. Her recovery doesn’t have to make it to the news.” He said, his drawl slick like oil. “We can just say that your pet was checked out of the hospital so she could pass peacefully with you at your home.”

We? They almost laughed.

The fact that this cretin thought Cassio was going to do anything he suggested was hilarious.

“I’m afraid that won’t be happening.”

Enok’s face fell, as did the temperature in the room. “And why is that?”

Because fuck you, that’s why.

“I have big plans for my human.” Cassio said instead.

“Big plans?” He chucked humorlessly. “Your pet is a loser, regardless. And once Season 40 starts, she’ll fade into obscurity just like the rest of the losers did. She is of no value to you.”

No value? Cassio bit back a sneer.

Enok was practically begging for a fight.

But he wouldn’t get one.

Not yet, at least.

“As Tov’s sole guardian, I am the one who decides when she is no longer of value.” They said, as measured as they could manage. “And that day hasn’t come yet.”

They pushed away from the table and rose to their feet, “Now, if we’re done here, I have a comeback to plan for.”

Without waiting for a reply, Cassio pushed open the doors and strode out of the room.

Vultures and cowards, the lot of them.

I don’t need their support or approval for Tov to live.

Against all odds, she’s still here.

As long as she’s alive and fighting, I’ll fight for her too.

We’re not going anywhere.

And if Alien Stage wants to get in our way, then so be it.

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“Cassio: That's right motherfuckers that's right you bitches my fucking competitor is still alive you cant defeat me the house of cassio and tov is impenetrable to the forces of the shifting tides

The Alien Stage PR team currently panic damage controlling in the wake of S39: shut the fuck up” — a summary by @lookatmysillies

Basically, Cassio has had enough.

It’s been building over the course of the season, but Alien Stage production telling them to kill Tov to protect the competition was the straw that broke the camel’s back.

They’re about to learn why you should never get between Cassio and their human.

The impenetrable House of Cassiopeia will not be taking this lightly lol

Tagging: @starry-skiez @rockwgooglyeyes @chevalperd @apple8ees (if you want to be tagged/removed from the tag list lmk!)

[mandarinaa-aaa2]

ALNST OC Miu💎

[kofeedoggo]

[2unapiiano]

Valynn

-Has talent, but kicked from Anakt Garden for getting into too many fights with other pet humans.

-Didn’t want his voice to go to waste so the segyein held a raffle

-Indie segyein music producer Glorekii won Valynn in the raffle

[bittersweet-adagio]

GUARDIAN MESSAGE RECIEPTS | Lycos & Kora

hi. lore. @bluemoonscape @rockwgooglyeyes @aakaneeee @starry-skiez @4listr wait let me see about the other tags if they work this time @pwippy @apriciticreveries @paradisedisconcert @nottoonedin

— Did you see the article?

What article?

— The one about Vera.

I couldn’t care less about her right now. Did they find her dead?

— Yes, but it’s more interesting than that, there’s a little snippet I think you should read

— I’ll send it in a second

[ALNST ARTICLE CLIP: 020689 FOUND AFTER YEARS OF SEARCHING]

020689, otherwise known as VERA, has been murdered by an unknown individual years after the competition’s completion. We do not know the motive, but we are aware that the killer is another pet human. They were last seen wearing one sock and a long purple coat. They also appear to be young with a child-like stature. Their whereabouts are unknown. The segyein who witnessed the events will have their identity obscured for the time being until we continue investigation.

Oh

This makes my job a lot easier

I don’t have to track her down anymore and have one of the littles kill her, which is good because I’m not sure how they’d react to killing their big sister…

— You sound disappointed, Kora

— You’re quite cruel, haha…

Speak for yourself. I’m sure you don’t treat your Nene much differently than I’d treat my youngest, Chiara.

— As if

— I try to keep her healthy at the very least, Chiara’s probably suffering from you keeping her on camera day by day

That’s because Nene is sick. Chiara is perfectly healthy and you know that. Use your brain. Chiara can handle everything perfectly fine.

— Right…

[tinypaperstar]

@4listr's Azure ✨

Hope I got his stage outfit right!!!!

[geospiral]

Posting this on its own for right now but I'm working on something

[agoniesreprisal]

SEASON 40, ROUND 1

Location: ??????, ANAKT GARDEN.

"Are you ready for this?" The roar of the crowd cuts through the tense silence, crying out for the beginning of the slaughter.

The guards all stand stiff by the wings of the stage, silently overlooking as the contestants began their round⸻ the first round of this god awful season. Theseus isn't standing with them⸻ he can't breathe, he doesn't want to. He looks at the contestants, passing faces he'd seen in the garden that were now so meaningful. Ciaran and Brandon, wasn't it? Yes, that's what their names are.

One of them will die here.

Theseus stares at the gun in his hands, tracing over the familiar metal shape that has clung to him even when he'd long forgotten everything of the outside world.

One of them will die here and he's going to kill them.

The clock is ticking, each second sending a roaring tidal wave of clashing emotions: dread and predatory excitement with each number that went down.

The clock is ticking until his first kill.

Theseus blinks as deja vu hits him. No. He's killed people before hasn't he? Or has he not? He doesn't remember..

"What are you thinking, hm?" Nvantis looks at him dully with her many mechanical eyes, the socialite seemingly bored of the events unfolding before her. Rayjiun wasn't sitting next to her, instead opting to sit with the announcers as they commented on the round, so it was just him and her. Up high in the VIP seating area. "Excited?"

His stomach churns as she picked at her nails with such elegant lackluster. He's supposed to be excited, that's what all the tests trained him to be, yet all he can muster is a simple: "I don't know."

"Oh, come on. You were trained for this. Surely you've thrown away those⸻ menial feelings away by now. I didn't pay all that for you to still be an emotional wimp."

Theseus grits his teeth. She didn't pay for anything at all, however it's better to keep quiet. He looks over his sniping equipment instead to calm the strange murderous rage welling inside of him, turning on the red dot and letting his presence be known to the contestants who sing on the stage.

The clock is ticking. Who will be the survivor?

May the best contestant win.

[ alnst oc: ciaran by @starry-skiez / alnst oc: brandon by @neverforgetyou ]

[lookatmysillies]

Round 6, Eddy POV - The Aftermath

Eddy’s vision was a blur.

“…infirmary! Contact its guardian!”

“What are those marks on its chest?”

“Does it matter if they’re gushing blood? Come on, we’re running out of time, AREPH will never let us live it down if this one dies.”

Lights. Color. Music. It had all faded to a dull, shiny spatter across their senses. Their hand twitched and reached out for something from the stretcher that was no longer there.

Blown pupils. A trembling frame.

The human had been very scared. Eddy wondered why they were so scared. It was just going to return them to safety. It was trying to help.

Wasn’t it?

Their fingers spasmed, and the outstretched arm fell back to the stretcher, a choked gurgling sound leaving their mouth.

One of the guards pulled their mask from their face to help them get air, and Eddy receded further into the hazy, swimming downpour of sensation around it, blocking out the brush of cool air against deformed flesh.

A new towering, skinny figure danced before their eyes with several sets of arms in eyes, shiny black skin stretched over its frame.

“Arol?” Eddy murmured, delirious. “Am I g’nna—g’nna be okay?”

One of the guards said, “…What did it say?”

Darkness settled over Eddy’s mind, and as warm and heavy as they felt, it was easy to fall into it.

For hours until they woke to spidery hands covering its sweaty forehead and bandaged, trembling chest in a loving apology, Eddy would know no more. Nothing but the mantra echoing in the back of their dreams.

Why were you

so

scared?

(If anyone couldn’t tell who the person in question is, it’s Solei, lmao. Solei belongs to @solei-eclipse. Thanks for a wild Round 6, guys)

[paradisedisconcert]

Aegaeons head was spinning

She had lost so much already. Her friends, her little siblings that arent exactly her siblings and now her lover?

She didnt want to sing. Her voice drowned in her throat. A breath managed to escape.

They were dancing.

One last act before the curtain call.

Saachi was leading the dance. Maybe she would've loved it if the circumstances were different.

Her voice was lovely.

Like a helpless call for god

Like a melody that will be her last.

.

.

Their round was ending as they were still in each other's arms. A breath was taken away, as a gun was shot.

It was Aegaeon.

She had shielded Saachi as if she was the most important thing for her. She had nothing left.

The second and the third bullets shot Saachi, the person they were meant for.

Aegaeon was nauseous. She started running as she got her head back. Wildly and aimlessly. Her guardian, Chimeri, was really calm in such situation as if it didnt matter, as if they expected it.

They had raised Aegaeon to run away, to be rebelleous. They only cared the views and the money. Hurt? Doesnt matter. Lost a limb or two? Adds spice to the show.

Maybe thats why they let Aegaeon shield Saachi.

.

.

Aegaeon had finally made it outside with the adrenaline pump and all, not noticing her arm going numb. Saachi was still in her arms as she checked for her pulse.

"W..ake up." She chanted. She thought her god would never leave her.

Maybe she was covered in false images, just like god.

AHH FINALLY IDK I WILL PROBABLY ADD ANOTHER POST TO THIS TO TELL WHAT SHE DOES WHEN SHE RAN AWAY AHH.

@billwasnot @starry-skiez @pwippy @season39

[sotogalmo]

5:20

Finally got to designing an alien (or smth like that) , this is Cygnus.

Name is the scientific name of swans, since they are a swan alien. They are one of Yume's "guardians" (the scientists). They appeared in "The Note" post. They are wearing clothes similar to (two of the terrible triplets) just because...

Both because they are respected human pets, but also just because why not

[ivanttakethis]

Height difference between my Alien Stage OC Tov and her guardian Cassio

[billwasnot]

Photyne (Stasya's Guardian)

Here they are in their full glory!

More about them under the cut

Photyne is an emotionally volatile individual, who, by a stroke of luck, ended up in posession of a large inheritance, but severely socially isolated.

They work from their home. They have no neighbors. They have no friends. They have no one.

So they decide to get a pet. Humans are social creatures, right?

They only do cursory research into the topic, not actually intending to get a pet for a while.

However that's not how things play out. One day, they have to take a trip away from their isolated mansion into the common living blocks.

There, at the market, they encounter a Segyein selling humans. A seedy kind of guy. All children, as young as newborns.

On impulse, Photyne buys one. A baby. They start properly researching how to care for human pets only when they're back at their house with a screeching bundle in their arms.

The fuss over taking care of this thing is more stimulation than they've had in years. They get attached very quickly and stress over their new pet's wellbeing on a daily basis.

Despite their spotty knowledge and lousy caretaking, the human survives. Grows. Develops a personality.

Now, Photyne's little tamagotchi is also a conversation partner.

Stasya proves to be surprisingly receptive to whatever thoughts or interests Photyne imparts on them.

More importantly, Photyne makes a friend.

Shockingly adaptable, the human learns how to deal with Photyne's explosive and overwhelming emotions, which the guardian pours and pours upon them.

It helps that Stasya, by themself, is quite reserved, and as such Photyne doesn't have to worry about emotionally supporting them back.

(That's not a good thing)

Photyne is Stasya's best friend, family, as well as, for the longest time, the only being in the world they know. The two are inseparable.

Perhaps by nature, perhaps because of isolation. But Stasya doesn't particularly... feel human, nor do they care about being one.

In their mind, they ought to be the same thing Photyne is. Their physical form is simply inadequate compared to this.

(the poem featured on the drawing is "my cat is sad" by Spencer Madsen)

As they age, Stasya displays some impressive talents in multiple areas, but music especially, so Photyne decides to help them become famous.

This is about getting more money, yes (their job doesn't fully cover their spendings, and the inheritance is starting to drain).

But more than that, it's about becoming well-known. Photyne is starved for attention, and, well, being the owner of the universe-famous human is bound to bring admiration.

Stasya, willing to do anything for them, agrees.

They know the risks, but believe it to be worth it.

Naive decision.

Over time, it starts to drain them more than they expected. Prolonged separation from Photyne weighs on them, but also gives them some time to think. It starts to feel more and more that Photyne only loves them for what they can give. Not as a person.

[apriciticreveries]

rewriting aurien’s personality ! ( if she even had a full one to begin with . . )

info about aurien ! :

guardian : guardian ei

appearance based off a butterfly, but kind of uncanny in a way . like you know she’s supposed to look like a butterfly, but something feels . . off, in a way .

she’s pretty strict, and can be overbearing, and controlling at times . though she’s neutrally caring towards aurien, acting as what she thinks a mother would “ act like ”.

insists on aurien calling her, “ mother ” . ( also to kinda detach aurien from what would be her biological mother . )

she hyper - fixates on aurien a lot, as aurien is her only pet . leading to a lot of her behavior / attitude towards aurien .

strict mostly on aurien’s grades, behavior, and performance in all subjects . controls a lot of things in aurien’s life as well .

can also be a bit smothering towards aurien . mostly physically .

signed aurien up for anakt garden despite aurien’s stress and repeated refusal over wanting to attend the school .

irritable . hates when aurien shows any kind of negativity in behavior over her choices for her . sometimes snaps at aurien .

works in the law .

wants aurien to be more social, to the point of sometimes forcing her to interact with others .

aurien ! :

id say she has a lot of sides to her personality .

though she generally wants to be seen in a positive light . to her classmates and teachers, she is an quiet and kind girl . almost to the point where she lets people step all over her .

shes naturally different around the people she’s relaxed around, or people that she would consider her friend's .

talks a lot more . probably to yap yap yappity yaperson level .

bonds with people pretty easily, though has trouble starting conversations . often has to be done for her .

kinda controlling . from her mom . though she’s still more agreeable .

extremely unsure of herself when alone .

likes the warm but loves the cold . hates the hot .

when she feels a bit nervous in an environment, she often clings to whatever is familiar to her, like maybe a friend or so .

shows affection by physical touch, and appreciates physical touch in return .

sucks at comforting people . all she can do is hug them and listen to them .

doesn’t really actually know how it feels to love someone .

knows she struggles with expressions .

wants to speak more formally because she considers that being formal is cool

let’s be honest her personality depends on how the day starts

looks like a nerd and is a nerd

likes to listen to solei talk about “animals”.

stupid

gets stressed easily, especially when being watched

finds lang’s talent of taking things apart pretty smart

smart but also rlly dumb at the same time ? ?

mixed in nationalities biologically

[alien-til-i-stage]

EXCLUSIVE INTERVIEW WITH “HUMAN” MODEL, LILITH

Interviewer: Hello everyone! Today we brought in a rather unique person here! Let’s welcome in model, Lilith.

Lilith: Hello, it’s a pleasure to be here today.

I: No, it’s our pleasure. It’s not everyday we see someone like you!

L: Oh you jest, surely I can’t be that interesting. I’m no different from those on Alien Stage after all.

I: I didn’t expect one of the highest ranking models to be so humble as you! You’re surely to be a once in a lifetime phenomenon. I must say, your guardia-

L: Hm? My guardian? Surely you mean my father correct?

I: Ah yes, I’m sorry for that. You look so much like a human, I forget you aren’t. I suppose that’s your magic.

L: I suppose so. My father was quite dedicated when creating me. I have him to thank for getting me this far.

I: What an intelligent man, his name is Dottore correct? Perhaps we should interview him eventually, haha

L: I don’t think he’d enjoy that, sir.

I: Ah-, well um, Anyways, we have some questions for you today, if you don’t mind answering some of them?

L: I don’t see why not, after all this is an interview.

I: Starting us off, You seem quite invested in this season of Alien Stage, have any reason why?

L: Oh, I’ve always been interested in Alien Stage, it being my favorite show ever. I even have all the merch. With how round with Aurien being taken away from that strange creature, this season so far might be my favorite. My bets are on Sai!

I: How interesting, do you have any other thoughts on this season?

L: These contestants are quite intriguing I must say. I haven’t seen a season this interesting since season 35. I still think Milo should’ve won but I rest my case.

I: Sorry to disappoint, but some fans have asked, outside of Alien Stage, what are your other likes and dislikes?

L: Ah, that’s a shame, I enjoy speaking about Alien Stage. Well that’s no worries, I suppose it would be writing. Well, not writing per se, but writing letters. I enjoy communication as it was in it’s golden era. And perhaps partially as when I’m not modelling, my father doesn’t allow me out. He loves me too much to be hurt.

I: Writing letters huh? How charming from a girl such as yourself.

L: I enjoy it so, in fact I heard the 40th class of Anakt Garden is open to outside letters. I might try something out.

I: That’s definitely going to be fun for you! However I believe you still have dislikes to cover?

L: Oh I’m sorry. If I had to say…. I dislike the rebels and unladylike behavior. Everyone, both boys and girls should keep themselves to proper behaviors.

I: Of course, I might just have to ask you to hold a class on ladylike behavior, hahaha!

L: I don’t know, it is quite ungentlemanly of you to ask a lady for something…

I: Ah. Well uh, Well how about that hair of yours? I must say, it’s gorgeous and definitely not something you see everyday! It’s always in a new and different style everytime I see it!

L: Thank you, I try to keep it nice. I actually have many different wigs. They’re all supposed to mimic human hair, but it was too difficult to attempt to get human donors for my wigs. And the ones who did donate, well their hair wasn’t…. up to standards let’s just say.

I: Oh, so what is your hair made out of?

L: It’s actually made out of thread. It’s a lot of strings all made to look and mimic human hair but it’s done it’s job, wouldn’t you say?

I: Wow! I would never have guessed!

L: Ah, I apologize but it seems I must go now. My father is here to take me back home

I: Wait! We aren’t even done with the intervie- Come back!!

-Interview End-

Sai ( @junebluues / @bittersweet-adagio ) Aurien ( @aurienneirua ) and ‘strange creature’ ( @solei-eclipse )

[junebluues]

*throws this at you* hey