#anthro verse

[multi-universal-muses]

(Warden)

Indeed, Takuto could practically see the process playing out in real time through his own Persona, at the same time he was watching his friend thrash and scream, the latter enough to make the Inu jump back in fright though he held his ground, not wishing for Warden to think he was abandoning him.

He despised every second of this and wanted not a second more, especially when he caught sight of the blood coming out of his friend's mouth.

"Warden!" he cried in alarm as he reached out a hand towards his friend, Adam Kadmon's power already starting to manifest in his eyes.

Only to freeze at Warden's plea, right before the burst of blue flame sent the Inu flying back, spared from another painful crash thanks to his Persona summoning tentacles to catch him midair!

Takuto took a moment to catch his breath as Adam set him back on his feet, and then looked upon Warden and his new Persona with saddened eyes.

No, Takuto wasn't scared for himself. He was scared for Warden, someone he had come to care for despite how long they'd known each other. Here and now, the Inu knew he had to be strong for his friend.

That's why he swallowed his fear and donned a calm and welcomed smile, the same kind he would reserve for his patients, and opened his arms as though preparing for a hug. Adam Kadmon manifested behind him in his own fiery flurry and mimicked his User's stance.

"I won't run, but I won't fight you either," Takuto answered serenely. "Come to me, Warden. It's going to be OK. You're going to be OK. I'm here, and I'm not going anywhere but with you."

Starter for: @multi-universal-muses

Amongst the starry night alpine sky, sat below a carnival a lit with neon lights. Cheers form kids and adults alike could be heard all around, from the enjoyment of the park’s rides, minigames or it’s myriad of treats both sweet and savory.

Within all this commotion walked a lone dog, who was fortunate to have a day off today, and was headed to a particular château that stood in the center of the park. He had heard from onenof his friends that chao races were often hosted there, and decided to see one for himself.

The snow crunched beneath the footsteps of his red winter boots, the slight breeze in the air made him shiver a tad bit, do he put his red mitten gloved hands in the pockets of his coat and continued msking his way through the crowd.

“Uuurrghh… I hate the cold.” He complained.

“Why did I let them convince me to come here? Maybe I should just go ho-”

He was stopped mid sentence by the smell of a nearby kiosk selling grilled hot dogs. He lifted his head slightly and sniffed the air, that’s when his stomach decided to growl and he locked his lips hungrily, then quickly lowerd his head ashamed, hoping no one saw that.

He sighed and shook his head. “I’ve got to have alot more self control in that department.”

With a shrug, he quickly dashed over to the kiosk and ordered a hot dog with mustard on it. He leaned against the counter as he waited for his food.

[multi-universal-muses]

[Muse Test! :)]

A young man, looking roughly in his mid twenties walked amongst a hall of mirrors. I intently scanned each one wth his eyes aszif he were checking for any small details.

"Just where the hell is she? While I like the quiet, she hasn't been gone this long since-..."

His thought was interrupted when he saw a rather peculiar mirror. This one had a blue frame, and what seemed to be yellow painted to outline it.

"What it the hell?"

Through its distorted lense he could see someone, but couldn't make out their shape, but they were surprisingly short. He was about to move on, before he could sense a dark presence from within that world.

"...*sigh* of course she'd be there."

The Shikoku Inu stiffened at the sudden feeling of being watched.

He'd been sitting on the bed of his hotel room, having returned after a long workday as a taxi driver. A laptop sat atop his crossed legs for he'd been currently perusing various academic journals for any developments in cognitive psience.

How appropriate and ironic since this almost felt like how the interactions with Azathoth had been before Maruki's initial Persona had revealed his true form - well minus the headaches, thank goodness.

Still, what was that just now?

Hesitant, Maruki called into the empty space of his room in a low, cautious tone. "Hello? Someone there?"

[chocodile]

A bit more of Ambroys' and Hyden's relationship, back before Hyden got frozen. Maybe the unicorn cared a little more for "legacy" than Hyden thought.

[brokesgone]

HE IS PRECIOUS

[corruptedbunny-multimuse]

@deisbookofdemons

"Uh, Sun?" Roxy started, the pup turning away from the door in the Daycare she had found. "How long's this been here?"

[multi-universal-muses]

Oh for grief's sake.

Maruki had barely grabbed his big bowl of candy after hearing the doorbell ring, excited to hand over the sweets, when that familiar voice and roar broke the air, followed by the sounds of children screaming and running away.

The Shikoku Inu rolled his eyes and opened the door with a half-lidded, disapproving stare at the mad dog himself. Usually, Takuto had far more patience for Psycho Warden's antics, but the Inu had been looking forward so much to handing out candy; he had a right to be miffed to say the least.

"Well, I hope you're proud of yourself," he plainly stated with one hand on his hip.

@multi-universal-muses

It had been a long night of trick or treating. Mobians young and old happily going door to door giving and receiving sweets. Three young looking mobians in costume approached Maruki's door and rang the bell.

"Trick or Treat!" They chirped.

But before Maruki could open the door, Warden in his mad dog state, jumped from the darkness and roared, baring his fangs.

"TRICK!!! RRAAAAAAAWWWRRRRR!!!!"

Immediately the young mobians ran away, dropping their candy in process. Warden seizing the opportunity picked up one of the bags with glee.

"HEHEH, Warden loves this game!"

[chocodile]

Amaranthine Magic System PART I: Remedial Magic For Beginners

This is Part III of a three-part worldbuilding set.

Part I (you are here) - Part II - Part III

Okay so… weird starting point, but do you remember these jerks from middle school math class? Function graphs! (I hated these things so much) The simplest possible function is a basic straight line, but by modifying the function, the graphed line can distort and take on all sorts of new shapes.

Magic is a lot like that.

The best way to describe spellcasting would be “filtering waves of energy”. Imagine a sine wave, oscillating up and down in a simple, predictable pattern. That is magical energy in its default state. It exists as background radiation throughout the whole world and permeates all living things… though some things conduct magic better or worse than others. (Magic has a lot in common with the electromagnetic spectrum in the real world)

What wizards do when they cast magic is that they amplify and tweak this ambient background energy in just the right way to contort it into a new form (lightning, a shockwave, fire, etc). The core nature of the energy doesn’t really change, but by exaggerating, filtering, and suppressing that oscillating wave in just the right amounts, in just the right places, in just the right order, it can be transformed into something very different than its base form. You could also think of it a bit like a musician playing a wind instrument, modulating the tone by covering and uncovering holes, or a puppetmaster pulling strings of a marionette—you need to deeply understand the physics at play and give each string just the right amount of slack and pull to make it do what you want.

The most common type of magical energy is magic in a neutral, passive state, just sort of existing passively as background radiation. Like the electromagnetic spectrum and gravity, it is deeply intertwined with how life evolved in this world, but also is so innate as to be largely unnoticeable. It is energy without a physical form. However, it can be harnessed and stored, given the right conduit. Under these circumstances it behaves similar to electricity.

Certain types of physical material are better at holding and manipulating magic than others. Substances that hold or amplify magic work because something about their physical molecular structure bends and filters the magic “waves” in a way that “traps” that energy inside of them, or amplifies the frequency of the waves. Nearly all crystalline structures and precious gems have some sort of magic-amplifying capability, with the best ones being highly prized and fetching crazy prices for large, pure specimens. Skilled Old Kingdom wizards could engineer such gemstones into Catalyst Stones, a special type of battery/amplifier that wizards could use to cast spells beyond their normal limits. Gemstones and crystals have been traditionally associated with wizards for this reason. However, they are far from the only material with a magical affinity—just one of the most easily recognizable.

…Additionally, other materials might have the opposite effect. Iron is well-known for its wizard-subduing properties. Simply being in a room with a large piece of iron makes a wizard feel ill and weakens their powers. Iron manacles and chains are commonly used to imprison criminal wizards. Not only do they aggressively drain magic from the air, matter, and flesh around them, they prevent the hand gestures that might allow a weakened mage to do any magical manipulation at all.

Magical energy is distributed throughout the world unevenly. Occasionally, the concentration of magic in an area is so high that the environment itself becomes effectively enchanted. A certain range of mountains might be rich in magical ores that have a subtle effect on how water in the region behaves, causing strangely shaped caves and ridges to form in the region. A woodland might be home to a large number of mushrooms that have adapted to make use of magic as a defense mechanism, causing the glen to disorient travelers who walk through it. Magic is infamous for distorting compass readings, too, forcing travelers to carry protective charms to keep their tools usable.

There are all sorts of weird subtle little things like that that can be caused by high concentrations of magic, and magically concentrated areas often have very unique biodiversity that evolved to make use of that specific environment. Discovering, exploring, studying, and documenting these regions is of great interest to many magical scholars (as well as the state interests sometimes backing them, of course).

Magic can do a lot of weird stuff in Amaranthine, but it isn’t as open-ended as most other types of fantasy magic. Things like turning oneself into a dragon are no more possible than they are in real life (unfortunately for some who may wish otherwise). You can get pretty creative with it, and there are surely techniques yet undiscovered that even Hyden doesn’t know about, but no matter how fancy your spellcasting gets, it’ll always just be “manipulating waves of energy”.

[multi-universal-muses]

(Kivuli)

Nathan blushed and giggled at the returned affection, pleased that his ministrations were having the effects that they were on his boyfriend. There was always a thrill to be had in evoking such reactions from someone as guarded as Kivuli.

That said, the shapeshifter still felt his mission in assauging his mate's woes wasn't complete yet, especially after hearing his boyfriend's self-deprecating words about not deserving him. There had to be more Nathan could do to help…

Just then, the distant caw of sea gulls echoed through the open window of the boys' shared apartment, drawing the rabbit-turned-lion's attention to the cloudy, blue skies and the glimmering ocean beneath it - and in turn a brilliant idea sparked, inspiring a happy smile from Nathan.

He faced his boyfriend happily and took both his hands in his own. "Hey, what about a trip to the beach? We haven't been there in a while."

"Are you saying that you never wondered what would have happened if we never met Nat?" The grey furred lion asked with a confused and cute head tilt as he glanced up at the other from his lazy sprawled out position in the grass

Nathan jerked his head up in surprise at the lion's question and averted eye contact immediately afterward, both at Kivuli's adorable head tilt and his own lack of immediate response.

Truth be told, the monochrome cat had thought about that question before - multiple times at fact - but didn't enjoy entertaining the thought, so to hear it out loud from someone else, let alone Kivuli of all people, left him in a rather unwanted headspace.

"I...prefer not to think about it," he murmured at last as he laid down beside Kivuli. "It's too sad a thought."

[ghostlyghosti]

You know me I see a cool world idea and I wanna stick my goobers in it! This one based on the Amaranthine world by @chocodile Something inherently funny about sticking a very good lad in a very very terrible corrupt world. More lore underneath if interested! (None of this is canon to the setting. This is me playing in the setting.)

Oswald here is the sole inheritor of a large automaton company, once mild-mannered in simple clockwork and toys now expanding out into mechanical wonders and weaponry. His arm being one such wonder of their own making. Gifted in magical talents it all "went to waste" to power his once missing limb. (Still it jerks unaturally like something mechanical). Rumored to be a child of an affair (being rabbit and a hare mix) Despite all this he's the epidimy of "golden retriever energy". Inherently a goodie two shoes. Many attempts to use his status and his mechanical know-how to try and better the lives of the commoners stuck in the frozen landscapes, most deals not working out in his favor. Basically the Moogle to Hyden's Nu mou hahah

[rondo-grazioso]

i forgot what he looked like

[chocodile]

Sometimes, the world is so ridiculous that all you can do is have a glass of wine with your friend enemy friend and commiserate.

But tomorrow is another day.

[lsdoiphin]

And here we have a more thorough introduction for Renée, my character for @chocodile and @kwillow's Amaranthine setting.

Renée Hélène Fontaine is heir to the Fontaine tobacco company. The city-state of Ironfrost generally leans away from capitalism, taking a "the needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few" approach in to governance and resource distribution, but wherever there is hierarchy, there are bound to be exceptions. As the proprietor of a high value luxury good, the Fontaines are allowed to operate within Ironfrost territory so long as they respect the authority of the Iron Queen.

As you might have guessed from her previous appearance, Renée does not respect this authority. She's perfectly capable of faking it in public, but deep down Ironfrost's hardass military rule cramps her style. So, the opportunity to undermine it by funding the rebellion is a welcome one. It's a fun little secret game to her: undermine Ironfrost - and her father - and fund 'the good guys' on their quest to save the world. It's a win/win/win, and all she has to do is toss The Rising Dawn a few bills, sit back, and enjoy the show.

Of course, that was before her connections to the rebellion were found out and she "disappeared."