#jericho and magpie

[roninreverie]

Firelights

[ol-jericho-styx]

"Sir Marius Renathyr, Ol' Jericho Styx, let us depart, follow me. Please attach your bell somewhere where it or the string attached is in contact with your skin, or the party will be quite confusing."

(Anyone in contact with a Bell Of the Magpie can understand them. Scout hops off the window sill and glides outside, waiting for the two down outside the house.)

@magpiepartygan

*Jericho sticks his bell to his lapel and continues his way downstairs to follow Scout, practically skipping from excitement as he has @sirmariusrenathyr on his arm and a smile on his face*

[jichulichu]

woe, blorbos from my mind, with blorbo from @freshbaked-bread's mind

[nikkilbook]

I honestly don’t know if I have a favorite? Seven for a Secret is set right at the beginning of summer, but No Loyal Knight is set in August-ish, beginning of fall. I haven’t really thought about seasons for The Color of Magpies, because I have zero clue how seasons would even work on their world, and Jericho takes place on an ice moon. I think generally I steer toward mild weather, not too hot not too cold, at least for the openings? Depending on the scope of the story, in terms of how much time in-world it takes, I’ll cycle through other things. I know I included weather notes in my No Loyal Knight outline, just to spice things up.

But yeah, I think I tend to start neutral unless it’s meant to be a specific feature of the story?

Hey Writeblr, today's Writing Question

Do you have a favorite time of year to set your stories in?

Something about summer storms and the wet season as always felt so right for Saints of Storm and Sorrow. Thinking about shifting it just seems wrong.

[skullsandtreehouses]

my favorite couples trope honestly… weird little freak supreme dating most Normal Guy Ever

[magpiepartygan]

Have you heard the story of the rainbow magpie?

~this will result in one of the magpies changeling

(Scout is away with Jericho, but another one of the magpies, one yet to be met checks the mailbox at the edge of the magpie's woods and finds the note)

"The rainbow magpie, what's tha--"

(the note explodes in a puff of rainbow smoke and when it clears the magpie stands blinking comically, feathers dyed rainbow)

[debbiechanclub]

I try to avoid Ospreay as much as I can so can I ask you something? Why is he always at AEW if he's still under contract with NJPW? I thought he was already signed like Aussie Open. It's so annoying that AEW focuses so much on him and he's not even part of their company yet. Meanwhile, there's people that are signed and I barely see or don't see much development in like Jay. I like what he's doing, it's funny but ultimately he's doing nothing. Ospreay has had more impkrtant matches than Jay actually 🤔..sorry for ranting.

Nonnie, you're preaching to the choir here. Even if it's just a choir of one ✋🏻 But if we break it down there are ~reasons~

The first being Forbidden Door. Ospreay's match against Kenny Omega was one of the only matches on that card with any build, story, or history. It was the third time they'd ever met one-on-one, Ospreay was 0-2 going into it with (essentially) Kenny's uncle in his corner, and it was for the championship that Kenny had taken off Ospreay 5 months prior. That match 100% made sense.

It also made sense for Ospreay to be on the All In card because England/Wembley. And I'll admit that TK made the story make sense with Callis trying to woo Jericho and all that, so. Whatever.

But overall, what it comes down to is that TK is trying his best to get Ospreay to sign with AEW. That being said, his contract with NJPW doesn't expire until February, and they seem to be doing their best to keep him signed, what with the IWGP United States Championship becoming the IWGP United Kingdom Championship, and chances are he'll retain that title against Yota Tsuji as more incentive to stay.

And as to your second point, TK is a magpie in the worst way. He thinks, "oh, here's someone shiny I can sign" and then he signs them and puts them on a shelf and then goes after the next shiny thing. Right now, Ospreay is the shiny thing. Earlier this year, Jay was the shiny thing. Aussie Open was a bit different because I think they were a little miffed that NJPW hadn't signed them and also Kyle was pussy-chasing. But yeah, it's a fucking bummer :(

[wearelondonhq]

(Magpie) welcome to london, JAKE GREEN! did anyone ever tell you that you look just like SKEET ULRICH? well, no matter, we hear that you are 32 and working as a PRIVATE SECURITY CONTRACTOR. we also hear that you currently HAVE your memories from JERICHO and have a tendency to be PROTECTIVE as well as DEFIANT.

— WELCOME TO LONDON, jake green! you look very familiar, do we know you from somewhere? anyways, take your time settling in because whether you want to or not, it looks like you’re going to be living here for awhile! // welcome magpie, please be sure to follow our checklist here!

[lethica-nightborne]

I am sure Briggsy will forgive you. I am just frustrated right now. Not with you though, just everything else. I will be fine I just have to push through this...

*She goes to hold his hand again, but stops herself. You're making it worse*

I think it was the day of the magpie party, the first attempt on Jerichos life happened. I had talked with him that day and given him my forgiveness, like a fool apparently.

*She clenches her fist and makes a noise of frustration*

But now Van Brunt said Virgils true name, and now the demon inside Jericho is threatening to break out. He is in the hallow so he is fine for now but... We need to deal with this sooner rather than later...

*Lethica walks out of the hallow and towards Clair De Lune. She sighs and mutters to herself.*

This better work...

*She pushes one of the sleeves of her shirt down*

OH NOOO MY SHIRTS ABOUT TO FALL OFF WHATEVER WILL I DOOOO

*She looks around*

@sirmariusrenathyr

[ol-jericho-styx]

"Hello Jericho, sorry you didn't get to enjoy the party, it would have been fun, but well, life happens and that's fine. I wanted to bring you something, there was going to be a gift exchange at the end, and we ended up deciding that I was allowed to give you a gift in exchange for you naming me, so here!"

(Scout gives Jericho a simple braclet of woven thread, its a mixture of yellows and greens with some golden thread woven in. If Jericho were to touch it he would be able to tell its magical in some regard)

@magpiepartygan

*Jericho takes the bracelet and immediately puts it on*

gawrsh, that's real nice of you birdies. i preciate it,,, feel bad that my gift was kinda bad. i think the head was on backwards :(

[dandeliondee]

the fucking insanity

ok to make a short story shorter, i decided to do a doodle based off of every heathers song out of boredom and i cheated here and there anyways

[nikkil-rp]

OFF Day 4 - Quotes

(A/N): For @originalficfest . This has been a heck of a scavenger hunt, particularly for the NO LOYAL KNIGHT ones. I only have the first one or two chapters written for each of these stories (all of which can be read here), so I had to go digging through old drafts for some of these quotes. Pardon the quality on the NLK v2 quotes--Those were all written in 2013, with all the melodrama of a high school senior. I’ve included as many introductory quotes as I can, either from the character’s first appearance or their first POV scene, as well as a couple of quotes that really sum up the heart of the character or their story as a whole. You can read more about all these projects on my WIP page and my Characters and Worlds masterpost. Enjoy!

Opening Character Lines:

Koltor Bryant (MH)

Koltor cried out. He couldn’t move. They had him tied down, and intense pain pulsed through the right side of his body. He pulled against the restraints, but they refused to give.

He jerked his right arm and heard something rip. The unexpected release of tension set him off balance, and a loud thunk met his fall to the floor. The impact startled him the rest of the way awake. His breath came in short gasps, and every time the air rushed past the back of his throat, he felt a sharp prickle accompanied by the bitter taste of copper. He’d been shouting in his sleep again.

DiPersia Iaonsen (MH)

Di swung her legs over the edge of the catwalk and slid under the guard rails. She crouched low as her feet hit one of the long cylindrical pipelines that fed pressurized steam from one end of the engine to the next. Snapping one of her carabiners onto the safety wires almost as an afterthought, Di scurried over to one of the feedback panels set into the outer shell of the boiler.

Jericho (J)

This must be what the inside of an ice grinder feels like, Jericho thought dully. The dust-turned-ice storm had blown in quickly, and the temperature on the surface was well below freezing. Shards of ice howled around him in miniature tornadoes that felt like they were made of dull knives, and the oxygen converter on his face felt like it was about to short out at any second.

Ania Kyatei (NLK v3)

A leaf blew across the book on Ania’s lap, sticking in the crease between the pages. She brushed it away, and read the last line again. To understand yourself is to understand your opponent, and to understand is to respect. This is the meaning of victory.

Magatha Briggs (CofM)

Back pressed against the exterior wall of the tenement sphere, Magatha squeezed her eyes shut and tried to breathe. She gripped the catwalk railing with one hand, her fist so tight that the bones of her hand threatened to come apart at the joints. The blue morning light filtering through the leaves of the distant Mother Tree at the center of the spheres of the House was at odds with the black pit inside her chest. She was dizzy, and everything was out of focus. She had to hurry. The people inside the sphere needed her.

Kaelan West (CofM)

The speaker—a man about her age—was dichromatic, more so than any other person she could remember ever having seen. The dual skin tones, a deep brown and a paler beige, swirled around each other, like two dyes dropped into a beaker of water, frozen in that fraction of a moment before the solution diffused to a single color. 

Randen Derris (NLK v2)

Randen sat on the mattress with his shirt in his hands, and looked down at the scratches that covered his tan arms. Most of them were fairly shallow, but more than one was still a deep crimson, with white, enflamed skin puckering about the edges.  He couldn't really feel the pain – he'd pushed it to the back of his mind, where it was nothing more than a dull buzz – but just looking at the cuts brought back the wrenching fear that had filled his gut the night before. 

Elyys Faye (NLK v2)

His mother had always told him that he was useless, and he was incapable of doing anything, but he couldn't remember if he'd ever done anything besides just being a boy to prove her right. There had been a man among those three blood soldier. He hadn't seemed weaker than the others. In fact, he seemed like he was their equal.  

His mother had sent him here to die. He never had to see her again. He didn't have to live up to anything she thought ever again.  

"I decide who I am," he whispered. "I decide." 

Skaught Farstrend (NLK v2)

He fell to his knees as a scream forced its way out of his throat. His arm was on fire. It felt like the bone had shattered and was trying to force its way out through his old scar. The back of his neck was filled with shooting sparks of pain until his mind had nearly shut completely down. He'd never felt this much pain before. His heart started skipping beats. It couldn't keep up with the waves of pain that were shooting out of his arm.  

Mya Tohgis (NLK v2)

She yanked her knife out of one of the figures, twisting it on the way out the same way she did when slaughtering an animal back at home. She had a sick taste in her mouth, and it wasn't from the pale dust that covered her blade and hands where there should have been slick red blood. Strength? That girl obviously knew nothing of strength. There was no strength in words, only actions. There was power in knowing she could do anything to anyone and no one could stop her. That was why she was here – to have that power.

Quintessential Character Quotes:

Ania Kyatei (NLK v2)

"Oh, come now, Master – I thought tricks were what you were looking for," she shouted to the darkness. "Who can jump the highest, last the longest, fight the hardest? Who can be the best blood soldier? That's what you want me to be, isn't? You want me to be just like you!" With a vicious stab, she got rid of another black cloak, this time before it had even raised a weapon. "But that's the problem – you don't even know what you are! You think you're blood soldiers. You think you're apathetic, and apart from everything. You think nothing concerns you anymore. You think that you're above everything, and that even if you wanted to, there's nothing you could do to help anyone but yourselves!" She yanked her spear out of the gut of another black cloak. Her voice grew louder and louder with each word until it sounded like it was coming from the mouth of a giant. "That's what everyone else believes about you, and now you believe it, too. You think that just because someone expects it of you, that's what you have to be. And now you think you can do it to me. You think that you can decide who and what I am just because of a name, or what you think is most important. Well, let me tell you – I won't let you! I still believe in what Knights are, even if you don't. I believe in helping people, even if they are scared of what I am. You can't take that away from me, because I won't let you. You can't define who I am – I do that. You think I'm weak. You think I'm naive. But I still believe in myself, and that's all the strength I need!" 

Koltor Bryant (MH)

He hadn’t slept in five months. Sure, he’d close his eyes, and sometimes he’d slide in and out of consciousness, but the exhaustion was still there every time he crawled out of bed. Instead of resetting every night, the days strung together like a single never-ending nightmare. There was a dry ache in his left eye socket, and a dull pressure just behind his brow ridge, but those had been there long before the coma. Sleep had always been a rare commodity on deployment, but this was worse. He was used to “tired”, not this bone-melting exhaustion. He had no reason to be awake any more. Everything was so silent, like he’d been buried alive. His cabin was just a proactive coffin.

Sometimes, just before he woke up, he’d hear breathing near him, and he’d feel the heat of twenty bodies around him. He’d hear the snap as wind caught the edges of the tent. He’d feel the ground rumble beneath him, feel the weight of his rifle on the cot with him. But then the air conditioning unit would switch on, and he’d realize the rumbling he felt was the engines of the cityship Arboretum, and he was back in his cabin, alone, the same way he had been every day for the last five months.

Kaelan West (CofM)

“I thought these black and white birds were the most beautiful things in the sky. When they fly, they’re focused, like nothing in the world can stop them. When the sun catches their feathers, they shine like a stained glass window. They’re more than just black and white, but the starkness of their feathers is only emphasized by the iridescence.” The bird adjusted its wings, and Magatha saw it—a flash of the deepest greens and blues. “They are beautiful because they are different, but even that doesn’t matter. They are simply themselves.”

The magpie hopped up onto Kaelan’s hand, and he lifted the bird to his eye level. “I’ve noticed that the people of the House have a tendency to think in binaries, with no thought to the true nature of things. They see only the black and white, not the color that makes those things beautiful. Black, white. Success, failure. It isn’t all or nothing. Success isn’t dependent on you running yourself into the ground, trying to save the world all by yourself. Maybe everyone else sees you as the only one who can do this, but that isn’t the way the world works. There is nuance there, just like the color of a magpie’s wings.”

Jericho (J)

“If I say yes, will you stop disturbing the peace?”

“And let you die of boredom?” Jericho laughed as Joshua rolled his eyes, but then his voice turned quiet. “I’ve told you before, Joshua. I don’t disturb the peace. No one in their right mind can disturb true peace.”

“Oh? Then what do you do?”

“I make people notice things.” Jericho met the young man’s eyes. “But you already notice most of the important things. If you were in charge, something tells me that those shackles up top wouldn’t see use for a very long time.”

[ol-jericho-styx]

*Jericho suddenly looks kinda confused, like he doesn't know how he got from A to B. Marius's very distracting chest is not helping*

uh, the lil magpie said we only had an hour so probably a little less than that,, and uh gawrsh i have no idea how this all happened. im sure i just tripped or something,,,

but c'mon we have to get dressed!

*Jericho seems to be genuine in that he's not sure what happened. But Marius can see that his sickle is at his side, and there's a familiar looking root on his leg*

*Marius heard movement outside hid room*

gawrsh, where did this cut on my neck come from?

*there's a knock*

my Sir Marius, are you in there?

(@ol-jericho-styx)

Yeah, you could open the door. I can't exactly… Get up at the moment.

[skullsandtreehouses]

I prance in here and fall flat on my face

emi/bailey and magicho pretty please [chatzy eyelash flutter gif]

i love both of these… bailemi are just my lovely little sillies but ough……. magicho………….

they are SO fucked up and SO themed and make me SO insane !! i writhe and cry thinking about them

[magpiepartygan]

((this is an ooc post for me to reference if I need to <3))

The Magpies that exist currently

Scout - the bird that Jericho befriended and named

Grey - the bird that got Farryn to the party (currently only named Grey out of character since Farryn never officially named it, just suggested the name in the tags)

Rainbow Magpie - a magpie that got dyed rainbow in an ask

Unnamed magpie - the magpie that organised the magpie party

[nikkilbook]

5 for ocs

5: Which OC has the most interesting backstory?

Hmm. This kind of comes down to what value of “interesting” we are working with. In my No Loyal Knight-verse, Skaught and Ania are kind of mugged into interesting backstories (that’s what you get when metaphysical/cosmic entities decide to inhabit your blood and bring you along for the ride) ((don’t tell anyone I told you that. It’s supposed to be a secret, I think)).

Other than that, I think Ivory from The Color of Magpies is pretty interesting. I’ve only got like half of her backstory planned out. It’s got a very ancient, epic feel to it. Very Lord-of-the-Rings. I can imagine her backstory being narrated by Galadriel. 

Jericho from, well, Jericho has had a bit of life. Even though I totally just awkwardly shoehorned his backstory into the first draft of that story where it absolutely did not fit (that thing was  b l o a t e d), I still think his was pretty interesting. Dead-but-actually-missing parents are always (fictionally) cool.