#beyond all that we know ;; ln'eta

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I like to think that the eldritch goddesses' anime effects are real. They project them both visually and the sound is diegetic. Get you a girl that can make sfx noises on command.

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"Oh well, there's always next time!" She still wants to have a fun roadtrip adventure herself...

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A little stretch, joints popping as the eldritch horror awoke blearily from her slumber.

"Heavens below, it's been a bit... I must've really needed that sleep!"

A beat, before she's scrambling out of bed proper to check her game with a groan. "I never finished Pocket Humans... I'll have to get back to that, great..."

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@anonymous sent: Since I'm here actually, what do the eldritch girliepops think of the Halloween season? Is it something they're familiar with or are they ironically unfamiliar?

"Oh, I just love this time of year. It's so cute seeing mortals dress up and enjoy stuff they see as 'strange and macabre'. Even if some of it can be a little..." She makes a bit of a face. ...Well, as much as a face as one can make when your face is presided mainly by tentacles. "Insensitive."

"I do confess- as loathe as I am to do so- it's something that, while I'm aware of, I haven't particularly partaken in. Most of the festivities are beneath me, truly, though I do confess some Halloween Balls have piqued my interest. It is a touch... 'freeing', as they say, to be able to attend with little changes to my form."

"They just keep changing it," Rhok'zan bemoans. "I can't tell you what it's about, personally, but the children seem to love it. So, who am I to complain about it? I just wish there weren't so many people crank calling thinking it'd be 'funny' to summon eldritch beings for their 'spooky season' or whatever they call it. A gal can get tired."

"Mmm? Oh yeah, great time o' year for th' ol' horror gamin'. Lots o' good releases." It's said with no regard for the actual holiday in question. "Good excuse to binge a lot of horror stuff, frankly, and the mortals love t' release some good stuff around now, too."

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"Oh, you two are so sweet for taking care of your dear Gram-Gram's kids." It's said as fingers go to pinch a cheek of either of their faces, Ln'eta and Estir ceasing their glaring at one another. Only to lightheartedly give her arms a good few defiant pats so she'd release them, anyways, but at least they weren't paying attention to one another now.

"So, you have everything you need to handle them for the night? I should only be asleep for a few 'hours', as it were."

"Mhm! We've got all their favorite foods (even if some of this isn't food), I brought games and even some movies if they want entertainment!" Ln'eta affirmed, clearly sure that spawnsitting will go off without a hitch.

"Handling a swarm of brats is my specialty, after all!" Estir replied, getting somewhat in front of Ln'eta. Much to her sister's chagrin. "You don't have to worry about anything while I'm here."

The bickering between the two came fast and as expected, making Rhok'zan sigh as she rubbed at her temple. These two were nearly inseparable when they were growing up, but now putting them in the same room starts a fit. Rhok'zan wanted to complain, though she does have vague memories of her and Nyanlathotep having their hostile moments when they were younger, too. (Granted, they'd sunk a whole nation when they argued, but that's besides the point).

"Well, if you're sure you two can handle this. You'll have to work together, or you're liable to have some issues." Rhok'zan reaffirmed, pulling a bound scroll from her bosom to pass off to Estir.

The golden girl blinked her one prominent eye, beginning to unfurl the list of instructions. Watching as rotating the bejeweled center simply found more and more parchment to fall lower. So much so Ln'eta had to reach around her sister's puffy dress to procure it before it can reach the forest ground. Helping keep it off the ground as it only seemed to grow and grow.

"These, uh, these are a lot..." The priestess murmured, Ln'eta glancing down as the parchment inevitably touched the ground and continued spilling outward despite her efforts.

"Oh, not really. A lot of them are just the expected. Don't let them spill out into the material realm, nor the library realm, as they get fussy when anything there ends up with teeth marks." Rhok'zan explained, her ever-present smile shifting somewhat as she felt the shadows in the trees around their glade grew more solid.

"It should be manageable," Estir murmured, sounding far less sure of herself suddenly. "Ah, how many of your spawn are we sitting for tonight, anyways?"

"Oh, all of them." Rhok'zan stated, matter-of-fact.

The way both of them froze brought her attention back to the two, blinking as they both seemed pale (which for the both of them was an accomplishment). The two grandchildren glanced to one another again, some unspoken prayer to nothing in particular being exchanged before their attention returned to Rhok'zan.

"All of them all of them?" Ln'eta asked, sounding hopeful that Rhok'zan had just misspoken.

"Well, besides the ones old enough to take care of themself," Rhok'zan affirmed. "I'm not going to make you sit for ones that can take care of themselves, after all."

It didn't seem to calm them down too much, which certainly surprised the Great Old One.

"What about Amontillado?" Estir brought up, hopeful. "Surely she can take care of some of the spawn tonight, no?"

"No," Rhok'zan replied. "She has some sort of... 'tournament' happening in one of her silly videogames, but she had scheduled this months in advance, so I wasn't going to pry her away."

Rhok'zan watched the glitzy girl deflate, all four eyes rolling before she could stop herself.

"Besides, the walls here are rather thin. She'd barely be able to do much without falling through and disappearing again," she said, waving a hand in dismissal of the whole idea. "I don't particularly want my home cursed by one of you pulling her out." A beat. "I don't actually think you two can, even, and I don't want to find out either way."

"I still have a few hours to help you acclimate," Rhok'zan assured, giving them both a good pat on the shoulder. "So why don't you get introduced to all your siblings, hm?"

The question would be left unanswered, as Estir let out a quiet shriek as the shadows themselves seemed to grasp one of her tentacles beneath her dress, tugging with such force it brought her falling forward. The cursing at getting her dress dirty interrupted all the more as sharp teeth glinting in the many moons' light had sunk into the fleshy gold of her tentacle; pulling her into the dark of the woods with a scream of surprise.

Ln'eta watched all the while, barely suppressing her amusement, before large talons grasped onto her shoulders and she let out a curse in the native tongue just before she was swept up airborne and screaming herself at the dark spawn carrying her off.

"Ah, I believe it's playtime, then." Rhok'zan mused, watching the two be carried off away from the idyllic home in the glade and rather into the dark forest.

Well, this will be an eventful few hours before the party...

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"Darling Lne'ta, dear," came Rhok'zan's voice, knocking on the pink door to her grandchild's room (but pointedly not respecting the boundary enough to hold off entering). "May I ask you something?"

"Oh, um, of course, Gram-Gram!" Ln'eta quickly replied, setting her portable game console aside and looking at the elder goddess quizzically. It wasn't every day she was visited for questioning, after all.

"What, ah, does 'serving' mean? I thought I knew, but I believe modern lingo has changed the definition." She asked, pausing when the priestess covered her tentacles in shock. "Would it help if I put it in the same general term as 'cunty'?"

Ln'eta let out some horrific noise between a paper shredder jamming and a pencil sharpener bursting, the tentacles adorning her face all pointedly curling in what can only be awkward shame.

"I, ah, wh-where did you hear..?" Ln'eta began, before hands immediately raised. "Don't tell me, nope, don't wanna know it."

Lne'ta's face was pointedly extremely bright, hands waving to dissuade any form of further explanation from her favorite Grandmother.

"Wh-Why don't you ask Estir?" Ln'eta asked, hoping to avoid this entire conversation. "She's much more active than I am, after all! I'm sure she knows modern lingo loads better."

"I feel like you're trying to get rid of me..." Rhok'zan surmised, hands on her hips as her displeasure was clearly shown. "Fine, I'll see if your sister is more cooperative about helping her family out."

With an indignant huff, the goat turned on hoofed heel to make her way across the infinite void to find wherever Estir's planet was hiding this time. Someone had to tell her, after all.

"O' y-vulgt-da..." Ln'eta murmured, a flick of finger shutting the door behind Rhok'zan. It felt like a few millennia just got cut out of her immortal life...

On the plus side? Now it's Estir's problem! She absolutely loved it when that happened. More time for her to try and beat her latest game, too!

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Bitches love Jerry.

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"Hm? Oh, Jerry, it's so good to hear from you again!" The deep one said cheerily over the phone, just as pink as her tentacles, while she idly listened to the specter the family was so fond of having around.

There's a questioning hum as she heard them groan over the line, twirling cord around in her finger.

"Really? They just broke the console? Gosh, that's rude, you guys work really hard on cursing those. What did you do?"

A quiet gasp escaped Ln'eta, hand daintily covering tentacles at the next groan.

"You had to buy another one? Oh my goodness, that's so embarrassing, I'm sorry! At least you got to kill them in the end, right?"

A quiet tut of bemusement when the next groan came through the line.

"Oh phooey, they even broke the curse after making you go through the trouble of getting them a new console? What an unthankful curse-ee! He should have let you kill him after not only giving him a game but then replacing his whole console when he broke it!"

A few affirming hums as she nodded her head along to the groans from Jerry.

"Right? The nerve of mortals sometimes! They just don't appreciate how hard monsters and the like work to make sure things are up to snuff. They think these sorts of things just 'happen' and are easy! That sort of set up could take years of planning! Generations, even! I'm so sorry, Jerry. Tell you what, I'll see if Auntie will hire you for a few light days of work, as a bit of an easy pay, okay? Okay. Have a good rest of your afternoon!"

There's a little 'mwah' of platonic goodbye before she hung up, before Ln'eta huffed again at the thought of Jerry being so inconvenienced by such a rude mortal.

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"Ah! I overslept again, didn't I?" Ignore her scrambling to look presentable, it's been a minute and she has to shake off the eepy.

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"You know, I'm truly beginning to question the logistics of all cosmic horrors being family, considering." She's staring at the two newest denizens and squinting. They don't recognize either of them, really...

"Hm.. no, I don't know them either.." She's even the more sociable of the two, so that's really surprising.

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Sighs. "I miss my spouses, Vera. I miss them a lot. I'll be back."

"I don't even know who you are--"

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@anonymous sent: Ln'eta, when was the last time you interacted with your Auntie Nyan Nyan?

"Sep 14, 2022."

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@royalreef​ replied:  Ah, and there's the pink little bastard to stare at her again. 

 ....... Actually, she may have already been doing that. How long *has* Miranda been sitting there? Watching her sleep?

There’s, again, a little ‘eek!’ at the sight of her just.. there. You’d really think Ln’eta would be used to it, especially given just being places she shouldn’t isn’t uncommon in her own life either. Yet, well, it’s still surprising when it’s happening to you.

Admittedly, after the initial shock, Ln’eta perhaps looks a bit relieved of all things as she took the game console back to sit on her bed. 

“Yep, things are still the norm around here...”

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“...I’m going to need an entirely different line-up to beat the Strategoi Seven, aren’t I?” That’s what Ln’eta got for sticking with one team. Now she’s going to have to spend hours upon hours catching and grinding up new Humans to try again.

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And new official art iconned... look at the babygirl. You’re doing great, sweetie.

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It’s just her new favorite music, what’s wrong with that?