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Wraithlike Stirrings

Commander Tiberius:

**(Memory)**

I fly the transport ship through the gate to the prearranged location. Our diplomatic party consists of myself, Claudius and Lastlight, as well as a handful of drones. It is safer for our Mother not to attend such unpredictable events in-person, and Father trusts me well enough to be comfortable remaining at her side.

As we near the meeting place, I gain a sense of my brother’s minds, and perceive a stark contrast. It is why I chose them to accompany me in the first place, the one balances the other. Yet in this case, neither temperament is ideal. Claudius is on edge, whilst Lastlight is perhaps too confident. I chide them both.

((It is in both parties’ interests to form an alliance. I do not expect trouble. Nevertheless, the wraith who is unprepared for trouble is the wraith that ends up captured or killed.))

I look to Lastlight at that last comment. He is brilliant, undoubtedly, but not unstoppable. He rolls his eyes at me, of course, but Claudius takes my words to heart. I sense his nerves turn to brave resolve, and I send him rare praise, before further addressing Lastlight.

((Queen Agrippina is unlikely to attend herself, but her daughter may be present. From all accounts, she is a noble Princess with a strong mind, so you might wish to be careful around her.))

I privately remind him of the time he was allowed to meet Princess Rubyrose; he acted like a babbling idiot for most of that meeting. Of course, Mother is already considering arranging a betrothal between the two, anything for darling Lastlight. She is much the same with our youngest brother, the newly-named Caelus. Though what she sees in him, I am less sure of. So far he seems… vapid… I sense that Father hardly approves either, not that he would ever outwardly question Mother’s decisions.

In any case, no matter Mother’s approval, Lastlight will have to wait. Even if Princess Rubyrose is agreeable to the match, my betrothal must come first as the eldest. I sense Lastlight is hopeful that I will be taken with this Princess today, if she does indeed attend the discussions. Hm, we shall see. I am not so easily impressed as him…

I land the ship and step outside onto the world of Aequus. This planet and worlds like it have long been used for negotiations, and are viewed as neutral ground. Wraith worshippers have also been allowed to settle here, so that they have a safe place to live and reproduce when not in service… and we have access to quick and easy meals during long discussions. Some of the humans approach us without fear, but I wave them away. I do not care for their pomp or adulation, they are as irrelevant to me as the trees, except for when I am hungry.

No sooner have we landed than I hear the sound of the stargate activating in the distance. It seems this hive also values punctuality, a good start. Moments later, their transport ship arrives. As soon as it comes into close proximity, I can sense her. I called her noble before, but the word does not do her justice. She is… perfection! Everything a true wraith Queen should aspire to be and more! Courageous, but not foolhardy; intelligent, but not to the point of detachment; caring of her men, but not at the cost of weakness. I had said earlier that I was not easily impressed, but how could any being not be overcome with devotion to such a mind? To such a Queen. To Princess Vipsania.

She emerges from the ship, and her appearance is just as breath-taking as her mind. Silvery blonde hair cascades down past her shoulders in ringlets. Its colour is only exemplified by outfit she wears; all black, with an air of both elegance and practicality. If her hair is silver, her eyes are gold, and as I look at them she holds my gaze. I sense her own fascination with my mind, and she boldly approaches ahead of her brothers. I can hardly breathe as she stops only a few feet away from me, never breaking eye-contact, and gives me a curious smile.

(Vipsania): “And who might you be?”

**

(Vipsania): “Tiberius… Please… help me.”

(Michael): “Set her free, Tiberius. Free her wretched head from her miserable shoulders.”

“AHHHHH!”

****

The first sensation that returns as I awaken is pain. All of those memories, times spent with Vipsania, with Lastlight… and then remembering how everything went to hell. Even now, cured as I am, I cannot bring to mind all that took place during her last few hours. However, there are certain parts that (memory drugs aside) will never leave me. Her screaming, her blood- so much blood- and sensing her mind weaken and fade throughout it all. I was so close to her, mere inches away, and yet there was nothing that I could do to stop it. All I could do was watch, and feel her pain alongside her. Until she gave me her final request. And I had to…

I block that memory, refusing to let it overwhelm me once more. I remind myself that, even in death, I did for her what I could. I sent her head (released from that awful box) into her favourite star, so that she would forever be a part of it. Not only that, but with her brain destroyed, Michael could never hurt her again. And now… now I can truly say that she has been avenged! She is no longer merely a distant memory in Michael’s mind- one of many countless Queens he caused the death of- and he surely rues the day that he ripped our lives asunder! For now he KNOWS my pain, both for my child and for Vipsania!

My thoughts turn from them, to the one who allowed me to gain my vengeance. Nala… in the end, I pity my unfortunate sister. Despite my best attempts, the actions the Lanteans had taken could not be undone. She was as much of a freak as Michael, though in a different way, one which was arguably more sympathetic. The desire to care for her brothers remained, yet her nature was too weakened and corrupted to be in any fit state to rule. Needless to say, the corruption was only made worse in the presence of Michael! I saw it in these past two weeks (the memories of which seem much like a waking nightmare in my head), and I saw it when I first brought her back to the hive, all those years ago. I knew then that I could not repeat Mother’s mistake. If the worst were to happen- if my attempts at teaching her civility were to fail, or worse, Michael were to reclaim her- countermeasures must be prepared. I would not allow her to fall back into the depths of depravity, and release another abomination back out into the galaxy. For our sake, but also for hers. If I could give my sister nothing else, then I would give her peace. Of course, if she had to die, and her death were to occur in front of Michael, I would not waste the opportunity to teach him such a lesson in grief…

My thoughts are interrupted as I hear Hypnos’ voice in my head, asking about my current condition. I send him my utmost praise and gratitude! I dread to think of what may have befallen us had he not made preparations. Or even more alarmingly, if he had informed Michael of what was to occur. He may be a scientist, but I owe him my freedom and my life. I will not forget such a debt.

His own mind pulses with a heavy sorrow. I… share his regret at the fate of Marcellus and Caelus. Telling them about the poison would have been too great a risk, it was wise of Hypnos to withhold that knowledge from us all. However, it meant that they were ill-prepared for the escape, and circumstances being what they were at that debauched ‘celebration’, we had no choice but to leave them behind. My instincts were right in what I said to Hypnos afterwards, that we should not attempt a rescue for them, but only now do I have full insight into my reasonings. Any signs that we care for their predicament will only encourage Michael to use them against us. It was my mistake, my terrible mistake, to go back for Vipsania. I will not allow that to happen twice! If he sees no use for them on my behalf, if he believes that I do not care… they are nothing to him, he bears them no ill will, he will surely gift them the mercy of a quick death for their ‘loyalty’ in staying behind. Such is my hope, that they do not have to remain with him and suffer in his atrocious ‘kingdom’ for long.

My own time spent there… how do I even begin to process all that happened… and yet process it I must, if I wish to be in a position to address the men. I must face the humiliation and share all of my memories with them, first and foremost so that they understand the dangers of being captured by Michael. The recollections will also provide my brothers with all of the intelligence I was able to glean whilst I was… worse than a prisoner… a shell of a man…

The first attempt, ‘Tibby’, was undoubtedly the worst. Not for the many human acts I was compelled to perform- degrading as they were- but for the sickening emotions imprinted into my mind. The ‘happiness’ at being with the abomination, the ‘love’ I felt for the thing that hurt not one, but two of my Queens, my Father and so many of my brothers. I had thought that I could experience no more shame, after failing my siblings, Queen and child, but truly they all would have loathed me, to see me in such a state.

The second attempt was perhaps not as humiliating as the first, but I was still just as pathetic a creature in many ways. All of those weaklings whose foolish behaviour I was ordered to endure; the human children, the warped wraith scientist, the hordes of Michael’s hybrid freaks. Should any ever cross me again, my blade hand is ready. Then again, most of them will likely die long before they could ever track me down, either from their own stupidity, or from Michael’s disgusting new infection. As for Michael himself… being subjected to those ridiculous verbal battles with him... that is, when Nala was not present and he indulged her delusional, human-like family ‘games’… Well, such weakness on his own behalf is what allowed me to destroy that horrific planet. As for what strategy is to be employed against him next… well, that is a conversation to have with my remaining brothers. I have dwelt long enough on the past.

I make my way to the hibernation pods, blocking anything that is not useful or needed out of my head. As Father always taught me, I must be strong for them. The hybridisation alone will be a heavy blow for my brothers to take in when they awaken. How they will handle the news of all that has transpired, I cannot say. Nevertheless, I owe them every detail of the truth. Unlike Michael, I will not lie or make excuses for my actions. I will not beg for their forgiveness, and if they consider my actions to be regicide, I will do my duty and undergo exile.

I inform Hypnos of my plans, and send the few drones we have left to the bridge to relieve him. I give him the option of rest, but he chooses to join the others. I meet him at the entrance to the hibernation chamber and, when we are both ready, I deactivate all of the pods.

[planetei-archived-blog]

why do YOU like juplake so much

     CRACKS MY KNUCKLES. PREPARE YOURSELF. 

          Now, I haven’t been roleplaying for very long. I started in 2014, and I quickly grew addicted to it. Along the way, I received a fair amount of attention, considering that I roleplayed a canon character and I was one of the very few who actually tried. Of course, I also had a ship of my own, but as much as I loved it back then, there was one thing that the ship obviously lacked: story development.

     Let me tell you now: it’s very hard to develop a ship to your liking. It takes a lot of cooperation from both parties. You have to create scenarios, whether they may be sweet and funny or sad and romantic. In short, you have to create a story, which brings me to reason number one. I LOVE this ship because we created a story. We created a drama series, a novel, a television show. We’ve done twenty parts so far, and that’s not counting what we have planned for Saturn, Phillip, Atlas, and Caelus in the later portions. That doesn’t even include the second generation ( ATLAS AND SANGHYE GIVE ME LIFE. ). As a writer, I think that’s amazing, and I will never have done it without the lovely @sakruhlij. 

           Jupiter isn’t my first muse, nor is he the second or the third. But he has a very special place in my heart. He’s the first original character I’ve ever loved and truly developed. I’ve been roleplaying him for a little over a year, but I have to say that during that time, he developed the most with Blake. I saw parts of him I never thought even existed: his childishness, his longing, his pain, and his love. Each one of those reached the surface because of Blake, and for this, I am forever grateful for his character because Jupiter wouldn’t be the person he is now without him. The second reason why I love JUPLAKE is because of the character development I saw with Jupiter, and also with Blake himself. 

     Truthfully, there was also a side of Jupiter I was too afraid to discover and develop, and that was his mental illness. It took me a while to finally accept that Jupiter was depressed and was traumatized by what happened. It took me even longer to have the courage to write it. But I realized that no matter how happy Jupiter is in the relationship, it doesn’t mean that he will immediately be okay. And that gives you reason number three: even when Jupiter was struggling with himself and his nightmares and his fears, Blake never gave up on him even when Jupiter felt like giving up on himself. Blake, a demon who’s never fallen in love before, much less help a person who’s mentally ill and a former drug addict, has helped Jupiter help himself and love himself, not for the sake of fixing him but to genuinely make him happy. Jupiter needs Blake, and I love how Blake sees and understands that without ever asking for anything in return. 

          Personally, I know how difficult it is to help a person with mental illness, so I give a million kudos to Blake for not only doing it so well, but also for never expecting Jupiter to do more than what he’s able. I adore Blake for never asking or prodding Jupiter questions about what happened to him years ago. He tries to comfort Jupiter, and give Jupiter all the love in the world, and he doesn’t even know why Jupiter is depressed to begin with. Yet, he never complains and continues to love Jupiter regardless.

     The fourth reason why I love JUPLAKE so much is because Blake unconditionally loves Jupiter, and he always works so hard to be what Jupiter needs, even when my little planet constantly tries to reassure him that he is already so damn perfect. Because of that love, Jupiter slowly became vulnerable, a boy who simply wanted to have someone to love him. And Blake is the only person in the world who’s seen that. Who else will be able to see past Jupiter’s walls and immediately understand that Jupiter only needs to be held, and nothing more? It’s very hard to push down Jupiter’s walls because of how hard he protects himself. But in part vi, when Jupiter is struggling on an especially bad night and is about to get withdrawal syndromes, he calls Blake for help. He calls Blake, desperate and hurting and vulnerable, asking Blake if he can come over and just hold him and keep him company, which has never EVER happened before. And that only proves that Jupiter is showing Blake who he truly is, without the mask and the walls and acting. 

           But another thing: Jupiter unconditionally loves Blake, too. When Blake first told Jupiter that he was a demon, Jupiter didn’t even react. Instead, he asked Blake why that would actually stop Jupiter from loving him. And when Jupiter saw Blake feed on another person’s body, Jupiter wasn’t even fazed. He simply asked Blake if he brushed his teeth, so that he could kiss him. Who else will be so calm after witnessing your boyfriend feed on someone else’s flesh? Jupiter never loved Blake for what he was, or what he could offer. He didn’t want a deal, or everything in the world. Jupiter has no use for mundane things. No, what he wanted was Blake himself, not for what he could give, but for who Blake was. He loves Blake for Blake, whether or not he’s a demon, and he will never ever stop. If anything, it’s not possible for him to stop.

     I also just want to add: when we first shipped Jupiter and Blake, I honestly expected them to have a lot of bumps in the road when it came to their relationship. Frankly, I expected Blake to be an asshole, and Jupiter, being the sensitive planet he is, would get hurt because of it. But no, that’s no what happened. Blake never became an asshole. He never hurt Jupiter in their relationship, not emotionally or physically or mentally. He’s giving so much to Jupiter, and Jupiter has no idea how to return the favor. Blake is everything Jupiter wants and needs. Blake is his life support, his heart, his everything. And yes, that’s cheesy, but it’s true. Honestly, Jupiter wouldn’t survive without Blake, and I’m saying this because for the first time, he has someone who actually, truly loves him, and Jupiter allows himself to be loved back. 

          This is getting really long, so I’ll end with reason number five: I really love their AUs. I just honestly love it so much. They’ve always been a weakness of mine, especially the reincarnation AU, which had been egging me on for so long. I love how Blake always searches for Jupiter in each lifetime, and whatever happens or whomever he’s already with, the moment he sees Blake, it’s like he immediately knows that Blake will always be the person he loves and will love the most. And personally, young Jupiter and Blake is a weakness of mine, especially because young Jupiter finally gets the life he’s always wanted: a small house with a lot of plants, pets running around the living room, afternoon light on the carpet floors, a quiet life with the loudest hearts, and their bodies snuggled together on their bed or on the couch, and simply being together with nothing else coming their way. 

     For a bonus reason: I love that they get married, like please. A married life is what Jupiter has always wanted. So, when Blake proposes to him and actually wants to have a family, can you imagine how happy Jupiter will be? Jupiter’s original dream was to become a movie director to prove to his dad that he’s better than he is, but he’ll gladly put that on hold to have a loving and permanent life with Blake. 

          Last, but never the least: another reason why I love JUPLAKE is because of Blake’s amazing mun. ( Thank you so much for tolerating my ass. )

     I HOPE THAT ANSWERED YOUR QUESTION. GOODNIGHT.