#echo-de-la-lumiere

[sadboi-in-a-sweater]

Sadboi's Incredibly Strange Multifandom Adventure - Chapter 20: Cool Dragons or Something Like That

When the group went through the next vortex, they found themselves in a world dominated by dragons. Sadboi's eyeholes widened as she spoke, "Oh my god, we're in the world of Wings of Fire."

The dragons of Pyrrhia were not what they expected. These majestic creatures looked at them with curiosity rather than hostility. They had heard of the Guardians of Synthesis and their quest to purge the Dark Matter from the multiverse. A young dragon named Clay approached them, introducing himself as a member of the MudWing tribe.

"Welcome to Pyrrhia," Clay said, bowing his head slightly. "We've heard of your deeds in other realms. Our land is in dire need of your help. A rogue group of dragons, the Talons of Peace, has been spreading fear and chaos. They claim to serve the greater good, but their methods are… questionable."

Sadboi nodded, her vibesense tingling with the sincerity of Clay's words. "We're here to help. Tell us where we can find them."

The dragon led them to a hidden fortress, nestled between two towering cliffs. The fortress was made of the same crystalline material they'd seen in the "Minecraft" world, but now it was tainted with the unmistakable aura of Dark Matter.

"The Talons of Peace are led by Morrowseer," Clay explained. "He was once a great leader, but the power of the Dark Matter has twisted him."

The Guardians of Synthesis took a moment to gather their thoughts. They knew that a fight was inevitable, but Sadboi hoped they could find a peaceful solution. She turned to her friends, her expression a mix of determination and hope. "Let's try to talk to them first. Maybe we can show them the error of their ways."

As they approached the fortress, they were met by a dragon guard, his scales shimmering with an eerie black and red sheen. "Halt!" he bellowed. "You do not belong here!"

Sadboi took a deep breath and stepped forward. "We're not here to fight," she said, her voice firm yet calm. "We're here to help."

The dragon snarled, his eyes narrowing. "You are the ones they call the 'Guardians of Synthesis.' Your kind has no place in the natural order!"

The French Narrator spoke up, his voice carrying the weight of countless stories. "The natural order is not so simple, mon ami. Sometimes, it needs a little… nudge."

The dragon guard's expression faltered for a moment, and then he stepped aside, allowing them entry into the fortress. Inside, they found Morrowseer, his once-noble form now a twisted amalgamation of Dark Matter and dragon.

"So, you've come to stop me," he sneered. "You think your hearts are pure, but you're just pawns in a game you can't even begin to understand."

Sadboi looked into his eyes, her vibesense reaching out to the core of his being. "We understand more than you think. We've seen the pain and fear that the Dark Matter brings. We're here to offer you a choice."

Morrowseer's laugh echoed through the chamber. "I have already chosen. The Dark Matter is the only power that can ensure peace in this broken world."

The group exchanged glances, their resolve unshaken. They had faced darkness before and had come out the other side stronger for it. This time would be no different.

The narrator spoke softly, his French accent giving way to the gravity of the situation. "Choisissez sagement, Morrowseer. The chemin de la lumiere est encore ouvert pour toi."

The tension in the room was palpable, as the fate of Pyrrhia hung in the balance. The dragon's eyes flickered, and for a moment, Sadboi thought she saw a glimmer of doubt.

But before they could continue, the ground began to shake violently. The Dark Matter's influence was growing stronger. The time for talking was over. The battle for Pyrrhia was about to begin.

Morrowseer's eyes gleamed with malicious intent, and he grew in size, his form now a terrifying beast of shadow and crystal. The Guardians of Synthesis readied themselves, each drawing upon their unique abilities.

Sadboi focused her vibesense, feeling the collective determination of her friends. She knew they could do this together. "Let's show them what true unity can achieve!" she exclaimed, her voice echoing through the chamber.

The group leaped into action, each member using their skills to dismantle the corrupted dragon's defenses. SpongeBob's bubble-based abilities proved surprisingly effective against the crystalline scales, while Patrick's brute strength allowed him to hold his own against the powerful creature.

The French Narrator transformed into his Kamen Rider form, Kamen Rider Dolphin, and charged at Morrowseer with a narrative-infused battle cry. His dolphin blade sliced through the Dark Matter's influence, leaving a trail of glittering light in its wake.

The fight was intense, with the dragon unleashing a barrage of dark energy blasts. The Guardians dodged and parried, their movements a symphony of heroism and friendship. Sadboi could feel the vibes of each ally, their hearts beating in time with hers as they worked in perfect harmony.

Gary, ever the silent companion, leaped into the fray, his eyes glowing with a newfound power. He transformed into a being of pure light, his "meow" echoing through the fortress, resonating with the purest of emotions. His presence bolstered the group, giving them the strength to push on.

Tony Stark, having observed the battle from the sidelines, realized the true enemy wasn't Morrowseer, but the Dark Matter controlling him. He stepped forward, his Iron Man suit shimmering with newfound energy. "I've got an idea," he said, his voice a mix of excitement and determination. "Let's try to isolate the Dark Matter and free him from its grasp."

The group nodded, understanding the risks but believing in their hearts that they could save the dragon king. They surrounded Morrowseer, their combined powers pushing back the shadows that clung to him like a second skin.

With a final burst of vibesense, Sadboi located the core of the Dark Matter. It was a pulsing, malevolent heart, nestled within the dragon's chest. She focused all her energy into one, powerful blast of light, aimed at the heart of the corruption.

The room exploded with light as the Dark Matter was expelled from Morrowseer's body. The dragon stumbled back, his scales returning to their natural color as he took a deep, cleansing breath. The Guardians watched in amazement as the corrupted crystals shattered and fell away, revealing a dragon who looked more regal than ever.

Morrowseer looked at them with newfound respect. "Thank you," he rumbled. "I…I had lost my way. But you have shown me the truth. The power of unity is indeed stronger than the darkest of forces."

The French Narrator, now back in his human form, clapped his hands together. "Mais oui! Together, we can conquer even the most formidable of adversaries!"

The dragons of Pyrrhia celebrated the Guardians' victory, hailing them as heroes. The land was safe once more, and the bonds between the dragons and the Guardians grew stronger with each passing moment.

But as the festivities grew, so did the whispers of another world in trouble. The multiverse was vast, and the Dark Matter's influence knew no bounds. Sadboi and her friends knew they had to keep moving, to keep fighting.

The French Narrator leaned in, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. "The next chapter of our saga awaits, my friends," he said. "Where will the tides of destiny take us next?"

Without a moment's hesitation, Sadboi looked at her friends, her eyes shining with determination. "Wherever it is, we'll face it together."

The portal opened once more, and the Guardians of Synthesis stepped through, ready for whatever lay ahead. As they disappeared into the swirling colors, their vow of unity echoed through the multiverse: "Together, we will conquer the darkness."

[yourstrulyalexanderdietrich]

Where do you stand on lotion: yay or nay? Why?

Lotion?

Unfortunately there is only one remedy for the state of my natural complexion, and no amount of Q10 or hyaluronic acid or whatever the latest trend is will do anything more than decorate the shelves of my spa. 

That being said, I hear they’re doing wonderful things with blood-based masks and body scrubs. There is this one with grey matter and bone marrow that I’d love to try...*laughs* must be something like those blueberry-oatmeal-honey mixtures they have for mortals! 

[nodominion]

Amuse- Bouche

Why this woman decided to meet here, she’ll never know. Though she doesn’t know that she is a vampire, so she supposes that has something to do with it. Rose is dreading having to eat the vegetarian food, though she’s come prepared. She took the potion to allow her to eat human food without getting sick for hours, though at some point she’ll have to throw it all up. Even so, she would prefer something with some blood or death in it, but it is only one night, out of many, and she’ll live.

This was a potential client for the ballet, to provide them with textiles and fabrics that they would need for costumes. They had designers in house, but obtaining raw materials was always tricky. They demanded the best, and Rose would only provide them with such, but finding that in the city took hard work. There were too many swindlers who would ply you with fancy dinners and too much champagne only to sell cut-rate offerings. Rose had an advantage in that she couldn’t get drunk, at least not on alcohol, and her bosses knew of her condition. She was the buyer for the ballet, for all things that they needed. It was good that they were forming new contacts. Many of the their clients were decades old and provided them stale sales, not something new and fresh. And the ballet was the perfect avenue for her, as though she didn’t dance professionally anymore, she knew enough about the subject that she could tell what was quality and what wasn’t.

Rose was punctual, there before the client, so she sat at the table they were offered, thankfully in a corner away from most of the other patrons. This way they could talk in private without it being too loud. Sipping the water she’d ordered she grimaced, hating the way food and drink tasted. It was worse than trying to eat cardboard, though she would try and be gracious for the remainder of the evening. Though she might end up having dinner alone, her client late five minutes now, and she hated people who were late. Didn’t mean she would stiff this establishment a proper bill and tip. Now she only had to wait, half sipping her water, getting used to the disgusting taste. 

@echo-de-la-lumiere

[miller-mayfair]

T/F: If you knew you could get away with it and nothing bad would ever happen to those you cared about, you’d definitely turn Evil Librarian and burn down the world one late fine at a time.

What makes you think that I’m not already secretly an Evil Librarian?  Maybe I have a really big stamp with permanent red ink and I’m just waiting for the chance to shove it against people’s foreheads.  Never thought of that, did you?

[vcsecretgifts]

Hey @echo-de-la-lumiere I’m your secret santa!! I went with the daniel and christmas theme so I hope thats okay? I hope you like it, I really tried my best because I’ve never done a digital drawing w/ color before lol so! Have a great holiday (:

[sangcreole-archived]

(arrows)

Send ⇵ to interact with my muse from a different verse/au

“Are you pulling your punches, Nicolas? You come close to winning every time, yet fold at the last second.” Louis mumbled casually as he swept the poker chips from the centre of the table with the rest of his stash. 

He didn’t bother to sort them out, and instead looked around the table with an arched brow. Coven game night was always fun, but Louis tended to get bored rather easily whenever he won by such a large amount. He liked a challenge, and he knew if he taunted Nicolas enough, he might just snap.

“It’s no fun if you let me win. At least try a little harder to out-bluff me.”

[auburnandamberangel]

Meme: Muse Aesthetics

BOLD any which apply to your muse! Add what you’d like.

Blue applies to Amadeo (mortal years)

Tagged by: @echo-de-la-lumiere

Tagging: @whitehowler @viiolinwept @symphonyofmalice @maestroderomanus @lostsoulofvenice anyone else who wants to do it

[COLORS]

red. brown. orange. yellow. green. blue. purple. pink. black. white. teal. silver. gold. rose gold. grey. lilac. metallic. matte. royal blue. strawberry red. charcoal grey. forest green. apple red. navy blue. crimson. cream. mint green. ocean blue.fire. rose

[ELEMENTS]

ice. water. air. earth. rain. snow. wind. moon. stars. sun. heat. cold. steam. frost. lightning. sunlight. moonlight. dawn. dusk. twilight. midnight. sunrise. sunset. dewdrops.

[BODY]

claws. long fingers. fangs. teeth. wings. tails. lips. bare feet. freckles. bruises. canine. scars. scratches. wounds. burns. spikes. feathers. webs. eyes. hands. sweat. tears. feline. chubby. curvy. short. tall. normal height. muscular. beards. piercings. tattoos. lithe. stocky. hair

[WEAPONS]

fists.sword. dagger. spear. arrow. hammer. shield. poison. guns. axes. throwing axes. whips. knives. throwing knives. pepper sprays. tasers. machine guns. slingshots. katanas. maces. staves. wands. powers. magical items. magic. rocks. mud balls. kitchenware. fangs.

[MATERIALS]

gold. silver. platinum. titanium. diamonds. pearls. rubies. sapphires. emeralds. amethyst. metal. iron. rust. steel. glass. crystal. wood. porcelain. paper. wool. fur. lace. leather. silk. velvet. denim. linen. cotton. charcoal. clay. stone. asphalt. brick. marble. dust. glitter. blood. dirt. mud. smoke. ash. carbonate. rubber. synthetics.

[NATURE]

grass. leaves. trees. bark. roses. daisies. tulips. pansies. lavender. petals. thorns. seeds. hay. sand. rocks. roots. flowers. ocean. river. lake. meadow. forest. desert. tundra. savanna. rainforest. caves. underwater. coral reef. beach. waves. space. clouds.

[ANIMALS]

mountains.lions. wolves. eagles. owls. falcons. hawks. swans. snakes. turtles. ducks. bugs. spiders. worms. birds. whales. dolphins. fish. sharks. horses. cats. dogs. foxes. bunnies. praying mantises. crows. ravens. mice. lizards. werewolves. unicorns. pegasi. dragons. rats. doves. tigers. werewolves. hybrids

[FOODS/DRINKS]

sugar. salt. candy. bubblegum. wine. champagne. vodka. hard liquor. beer. ale. cider. coffee. tea. spices. herbs. apple. orange.lemon.cherry.strawberry.watermelon.vegetables. fruits. meat. fish. pies. desserts. chocolate. cream. caramel. berries. nuts. cinnamon. burgers. burritos. pizza. soup. cheese. meat pie. sandwiches. cheesecake. soda. blood. rum. whiskey. 

[HOBBIES]

music. art. watercolors. gardening. smithing. sculpting. painting. sketching. fighting. writing. composing. cooking. sewing. training. dancing. acting. singing. martial arts. self-defense. electronics. technology. cameras. video cameras. video games. computer. phone. movies. theater. libraries. books. magazines. cds. records. vinyl. cassettes. piano. violin. guitar. electronic guitar. bass guitar. harmonica. harp. woodwinds. brass. bells. playing cards. poker chips. chess. dice. motorcycle riding. eating. climbing. running. parkour. spinning. walking. magic. languages.

[STYLE]

lingerie. armor. cape. dress. tunic. vest. shirt. boots. heels. leggings/hose. trousers. jeans. skirt. jewelry. earrings. necklace. bracelet. ring(s). pendant. hat. crown. circlet. helmet. scarf. brocade. cloaks. corsets. doublet. chest plate. gorget. bracers. belt. sash. coat. jacket. hood. gloves. socks. masks. cowls. braces. watches. glasses. sun glasses. visor. eye contacts. makeup. cane. suit. leather pants. robe(s).balloons. bubbles.

[MISC]

cityscape. light. dark. candles. war. peace. money. power. percussion. clocks. photos. mirrors. pets. diary. fairy lights. madness. sanity. sadness. happiness. optimism. pessimism. loneliness. family. friends. assistants. co-workers. enemies. loyalty. smoking. drugs. kindness. love. hugs. dreaming. nightmares.daydreaming. silence. noise. politics. anger. pity. cars. mechanics. alchemy. religion. travel.

[symphonyofmalice]

The Human Condition: Do you like to stare out of windows?

((Artwork asks)) ((thank you!))

“Only if they have something interesting on the other side of them. I will ‘peoplewatch’, as I believe it is called, in bars and cafes. But I have little interest in staring for hours at a tree or a patch of sidewalk. Sometimes, I am caught up in my own thoughts and end up staring blankly at whatever’s in front of me. Which may happen to be a window, but the window isn’t important at all. In a moment like that, I don’t see it or anything beyond it. 

[devilsfool]

✂ for a worried text about the receiver

[text] How the hell did you get a phone?

[diesxirae]

"So you're the imbécile who tortures children for sport."

“Good evening to you as well. --No, never for sport. Never did we rejoice,” Some might have rejoiced. “At the sight of suffering children. We believed ourselves to have a higher cause. We carried out a duty. ...We were wrong, yes. But we did not know it then.” 

[bloodstrung]

echo-de-la-lumiere replied to your post: btw Becca bullied me into making a Santino so now...

//set up your asks so Nicolas can send a scathing message! :)

go off, Nicolas

[yourstrulyalexanderdietrich]

What is the strangest website you have bookmarked?

Strange by your standards, Darling, or strange by my standards? 

Hmm...there was a brief moment where I was completely obsessed with playing this online claw game...the one where there are toys in a Plexiglas box on video somewhere probably in China, and you control a metal claw from your computer and try to pick them up and drop them into the chute and if you do they send it to you in the mail...

Ahem, yes well, the back corner of my closet is stuffed full of these plush toys and I have absolutely no use for them, it’s disgusting.  

[nodominion]

[text: 🌹] Help. Raining.

[text: Nicolas] Take shelter? Where are you? I don’t know what I can do, but the rain’s gonna stop eventually. 

[miller-mayfair]

Paris

There was no effort made to knock on the door of Nicolas’ home.  He let himself in, striding inside with his hands deep in the pockets of denim jeans, the door opening and then slamming itself shut behind him with a simple mental nudge.  That tall, thin figure loomed as he came walking further in, until he stopped within view of the home’s resident.

One hand lifted to brush against the corner of rain-spotted glasses.  His hair was damp, inky black from the moisture, his clothing darkened.  He carelessly dripped on the floor with little concern for what potential damage it might do.  The witch’s head tilted just a fraction as he greeted Nicolas with a clipped, dark tone.  “You wanna talk more shit?”

[vcsecretgifts]

From: @echo-de-la-lumiere

For @good-evening-kiss, who requested “Something AMAZING Christmas gift that Louis gave Lestat!”

[i-want-my-iwtv]

hey there! just asking for an invite to the discord if it's still active. have a nice evening.

Hello hello! Pardon the delay in reply, I needed time to ask around, and there still is a VC Discord! It’s on the sleepy side, it could certainly use some fresh blood.

Log into Discord first, then go to this link:

https://discordapp.com/invite/jpkcPhE

Some ppl I see in there, many of which I’ve seen around the fandom for years, and probably would love to have new ppl liven up the place:

@monstersinthecosmos, @bloodyvampchrons, @pour-some-aspartame-on-me, @amelthebravennian, @cygnaut, @daniel-james-molloy, @headfirst4hal0s, @historicalfrenchgays, @hellothisisyourlocalchair, @lestvt, @superhiki, @punkrockaryastark, @painauchocolatine, @nightfreaks, @roselioncourt, @smas405, @theballadofmrslovett, @theraphaellus, @vampires-and-witches, @writedreamlie, @sunshineandsnark, @farewelltolight, @echo-de-la-lumiere, @tatselk, @annabellioncourt​, @violeteyedvampiremolloy, @hidethesilverwaresblog,… anyone else on the server, reblog and tag yourself!