#joi reynard

[redstringraven]

raph and joi! piece 1 of 4 for @afteas2003's @tmnt4p request! they asked for poses as though someone were photographing each of the boys and their acolyte bestie for a photo album.

thank you so much for donating, dude! and for letting me pick up your request! and-and, once again, for your patience as i am a little on the slow side fdjkfd. you rock, and these have been a lot of fun to work on (a joy, one might even say *i am viciously boo'd and forcefully removed from the studio*)!

[pumpkinpie59]

“tHis fRaNcHisE cAn’T dO rOmaNcE”

*c ou gh*

okay sure

if you say so

but are you sure?

that tmnt sucks at romance??

like c’mon

[random-tmnt-drawing-ref]

From season 4 episode 26: the Ninja Tribunal

[afteas2003]

LET'S GOOOOO. Okay so this piece is a collaboration with the epic @redstringraven. I commissioned the lineart from them as part of tmnt4p then did the rendering and bg myself!

Do we like it more with the lighting effects or not?

This is the first part of 4 that redstringraven and I collabed on with the 2003 boys and their Ninja Tribunal friends. I just finally got around to actually rendering it 😭. Any feedback is appreciated!

[reshrub]

Joi has an aunt in Kumamoto, and Adam has a brother in Miami.

[ofcircusesandhives]

doai "All in Jest" opening

"Come one, come all, to the one and only, traveling Blossom carnival! We got it all here folks, from rides, to our exclusive double sized circus tent, petting zoos- Anything your heart desires!" Is what those old flyers used to speak of before this once marvel of entrainment got abandoned on the edge of Eastridge county all those years ago. A little pit stop turned to a permeant landmark, and no one has been able to afford the massive cost to move the 3 mile wide carnival.

And so, it becomes home to the oddest family you'll ever meet. Three veldiguns, a partnered pair Armaros (teal) and Fraudrin (red) and their little one, Reynard (Purple).

Won't you come visit this wonderful place of games and joy? They would loveee to meet you!

[ultramagicalternate]

ULTRAMagic Interval Chapter 23

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“Hey, Sam? You don’t think Orion’s going to go rummaging through my stuff, do you? I mean, like my personal stuff…”

“I don’t think he would, Will. He didn’t come off as that kind of kid.” Sam then set her drawing tablet down on the lounge table. “Boyo, you realize the elephant in the room, right?”

“Yes?”

“We technically have a child now…”

Will stood up, stretched a little, and walked over to the windows to lean on the sills. “One that ‘convinced’ us to adopt him, but yes.”

Sam twiddled her thumbs, then took a breath to steady her nerves. “Will, are… When are we going to get married?”

This caught Will off guard, causing a small tinge of adrenaline to enter his veins. “Well, that… um, yes?”

“Will, we’ve been together since 2018 and have adopted a son. I think the time is finally upon us.”

Will laughed with a hint of anxiety and joy. “OF COURSE” he cried, blushing a bit. “Obviously I want to marry you… it’s just, do I have to propose right this second?”

“Of course not. Let’s wait until there isn’t a target on your back.” She then got up and went over to him, setting her hand on his shoulder. “Also relax, I fully understand what you’re going through… I’m going through it too, remember?” This made both of them laugh, given how ridiculous things had become.

“I love you, Sam. You’ve been there for me and I can’t imagine a world without you.”

Sam gave him a hug in response. “Hey, this goes both ways. Even after everything we’ve gone through here, you’re still a beacon of positivity. How do you manage to pull it off?” she said as she lightly pinched his nose and wiggled it.

Will giggled and broke away to pace. “Well you know me: I have no reason to be negative. Nothing would get done.”

“Exactly. You know, I just realized we should probably knock off the adult stuff, the little of it we do…”

“Err, yeah.”

“And no more hanging out with other succubi, Boyo.”

He paused, accepting the call out. “To be fair, that was in 2020 and… 2020 was a cursed year.”

Sam nodded, a bit concessionary. “Uh-huh, no two ways about that one.”

Buster then entered the lounge, completely unnoticed barring the noises of the cape of his true form. “Hey guys! I’m not interrupting anything, am I?”

“Ah, hey, Buster,” Will welcomed, a little startled.

“Not at all,” Sam replied. “What’s up?”

Buster gave his throat a light clearing, highlighting the strange, subtle echo his voice had in his current state. “Jackson wants to see you and I, Sam. Apparently Elaine found something…”

“Oh shoot, Elaine’s here?” Will interrupted.

“Nope, sorry. She’s still in The Unlight.”

“Aw, bummer.” Will then looked at Sam with curiosity. “Wait, is that where she’s been disappearing too? Did you know?”

Sam sighed with a lurking feeling on her chest. “Yeah. Ellen asked me not to say and, well, you know my feelings towards all that. Buster, does this relate to you and me specifically?”

“Possibly. Jackson and Fractal seemed to be pushing towards that.”

Sam bubbled her lips out of frustration. “Alright, let’s go…”

“It probably won’t be that bad” Will tried to assure her as they left the room.

“Oh, Will, how’d it go with Orion last night?” Buster inquired.

“Great apparently. Antonio called this morning and said he’s been enjoying some of my older games. And I guess he’s got a bit of magic potential according to Randalph.” After making their way to the end of an empty hall, Will remembered something. “Hey, how are those interviews going?”

“Fantastic,” Buster replied as the three approached a checkpoint. “Everyone’s been a blast to work with. We even convinced Reynard and Trumna to do some skits with us for the video compiling everything.”

Given that the three were heading towards Anomaly Containment, security personnel were everywhere. Naturally each of them had to verify their credentials at a security gate. The guards were kind and patient as they swiped their cards and looked into an iris scanner. Once everything was cleared up, the trio were allowed to proceed, with Buster leading the way. Olivia soon met up with them and led them to a receptionist desk before heading to the laboratory where Jackson was.

Anomaly Containment was a strange place to say the least. Guards were all over the place and the employees looked a little on edge. The walls and floors were sleeker than usual, allowing for no gaps or cracks whatsoever. While the four waited at reception, Will took a look around. He had heard of the section during prior visits to M.A.I.G., but the closest he had ever gotten was Bran’s laboratory. The soft, fluorescent lights seemed calming, but the whole area felt dangerous regardless.

Watching the researchers move about, Will noticed some were carrying strange objects and artifacts. A scientist with dark hair and a short beard stepped over to Will and asked if he could touch the gem in the middle of a tablet real quickly. The object seemed to relate to fae-folk and it was up in the air if it would react to a dullahan. After it glowed for a brief moment, the scientist thanked Will and walked off. That experiment had given Will the heebeegeebees and annoyingly he started spotting a shadow person out of the corner of his eyes, unsure if it was an anomaly or if he was seeing things.

“Alright, you four are clear to head to Lab-BX1,” the receptionist stated as she hit enter on her computer’s keyboard. “What’s the matter, Mr. Ford?”

“Well, um, I keep seeing a… shadow person here and there…”

The receptionist sighed and pressed a button on her phone’s receiver. “Reception to containment squads, The Earl of Shadows is out again.”

“I take it he’s a regular troublemaker?” Buster wondered.

“You could say that. Thankfully he’s one of our more benign guests… Mr. Ford, did you see him after you touched the tablet Dr. Arntz was carrying?” He nodded, with the receptionist pressing a different button on the receiver. “Gerrit, Mr. Ford started seeing the earl after he touched the gem, make a note of that.”

Buster indicated for his friends to follow him. “Best of luck to all of you, Ms. Dreessen.”

Over at the lab, Jackson was leaning against a countertop and fiddling with his communicator. It was in the style of a flip phone, so he kept opening and closing it. “Hey, guys! Glad you could make it” he said as the group entered through the double doors.

“Sorry I took so long, Jack,” Buster replied as the others looked around.

“Don’t worry about it, the object of interest ain’t going anywhere.”

“Huh, this looks like a standard chem lab, truth be told,” Will noted.

“Well hey, sometimes all you need is the basics,” Jackson said as he put a large canvas bag on the center countertop. “Now Sam, I don’t mean to dredge up bad memories, but we could really use your help on this one…”

Sam gave an exasperated sigh. “It’s alright. What’s in the bag?”

“Right…” Jackson unzipped the bag and pulled out what looked like a longsword made of a bone-like material. He could see the stunned look on Buster and Sam’s faces. “I assume you guys recognize this blade then?”

Buster was taken aback as he picked up the sword. “This… this is Odo’s sword!”

“Really? Um, who’s Odo?”

Sam nodded, looking like she had seen a ghost. “Oh yeah, that’s his…”

Jackson then patted his sides. “Well that’s the quickest answer to something I’ve ever seen. Seriously though, is Odo a family member or something?”

“He’s my older brother,” Buster answered as he studied the blade. It was in perfect condition despite the dirt here and there.

“So that’s really his?” Olivia inquired. “What’s it doing here?”

“Normally us Vector-Children have these manifest as a part of our being, so you’ll have to forgive me for being unsure myself.” Buster then turned to Sam, who was averting her gaze slightly. “Morrigan, you were right. Odo has to be alive still if this is here with us. It’s the only way I could be holding it…”

Sam turned away and crossed her arms. “Well of course he’s still alive. He survived the Tyrant War after all. Blood made sure of that…”

“Sam, can you tell us more?” Will wondered.

“Again, not to push a sore subject, but any info you have would help,” Jackson added. “Matters like these are fairly important to M.A.I.G. It’s in the name, heh.”

It was a little tough for Sam to work up the nerve to talk, but a reflection of Morrigan nodding encouragingly gave her the push she needed. “Jack, what does Elaine have to do with this, if you don’t mind me asking?”

“Well back in 2022, we approached her about joining M.A.I.G. after finding out she was in The Unlight. Since we want to start looking into that realm on dad’s suggestion, we figured it would be a mutual relationship. We can keep tabs on Elaine and she can provide us data on that insane realm.”

“I see…” Sam then took a seat at the counter and sighed again. “I personally didn’t capture Odo, but I did give the order to do so.”

“Why, Sam?” Will asked.

“Oh, just some awful entity from the Realm of Chaos called Karnage the Traitor who tricked me into thinking the ULTRAMagic Guild needed to be overturned to protect the Cosmos. One thing led to another and he resurrected a rogue god that should have stayed dead…” Her tone sounded like she could have started crying, but Sam maintained her composure. “If you want the full story of the Tyrant War, have Elaine go talk to the ULTRAMagic Guild about it, Jack. Given that I didn’t realize what was going on until it was too late, I vowed to never return to the Unlight. I'm in no position to recount the event…”

Seeing how distressed she was, Will took Sam into his arms and hugged her. “It’s going to be alright, Sam…”

“Boyo, you’re hugging someone who nearly destroyed the Cosmos.”

“Don’t care. We’ve come this far, haven’t we?”

“Yeah,” she agreed as she broke away.

“So, can we still go to the Unlight, like you promised?”

“Shoot, I did promise that, didn’t I?”

Will nodded. “Didn’t you say the other day we can’t run from our pasts?”

After giving him a mildly incredulous look for a moment, Sam pulled Will in for a kiss. “I had a feeling you’d say that.”

“Um, hey, Morrigan?” Buster interjected. “I forgive you.”

Sam was not expecting that in the slightest. “Eh? Come again? Just like that?”

“I mean, Sam, we’re all best friends. Yeah, I was angry for a while so long ago, but I’ve gotten the chance to know you. And it’s clear it wasn’t actually your fault.”

With a smile on her face, Sam shook her head. “You boys are too sweet, you know that, right?” Will and Buster chuckled in response.

Buster then looked over, noticing Olivia off to the side. “What’s wrong, Olivia?”

“Oh, nothing…” she replied as she fiddled with some instruments.

Jackson could sense what was up, feeling a bit awkward. “Yeah, right. I’m gonna go shoot Elaine a text real quickly…” he said as he headed for the side room.

“Alright then…” Buster turned his attention back to Olivia. “What’s the matter? I know you too well for there not to be something up.”

She chuckled as she set down the instrument. “Persistent as ever… Oh, I don’t know. I just feel like I’m lagging behind, I guess…”

“How so?”

“Well I mean look at you! All of you, arm cannon and cape. Me? All I have is my good looks…”

“So? That doesn’t change anything. Not to get all mushy, but I love you no matter what.”

Olivia gave a light sigh. “My grandfather was Amadeus Briggs and all I can do is get in the way…”

Buster put his hand on her shoulder. “We can change that. Want to learn magic?”

“Oh, I don’t know…”

“Olivia, you’re smart, pretty, and a hard worker. You can do anything you set your mind to, especially if you have the patience to deal with us, ha.”

She giggled and hugged Buster. “Why do you always have to be so plucky, you big goofball?”

Sam chuckled as she walked over to look at Jackson’s documents. “I mean come on, Olivia: you live with mages and demons. How hard can it be?”

“Fair point, Sam.”

“Hey, boyo, how old is Elaine again?” Sam asked.

“Um, hold on… 31,” Will answered. I always considered her one of the big kids back in elementary school.”

“And how old’s Jack?”

“34.”

Sam slowly nodded as she sifted through the papers, noticing curious personal notes on them. “Indeed… a little older, but I guess it’ll do…”

Jackson then reentered the room as if on cue. “Alright, Elaine’s heading to the guild as we speak…”

“Jack, pardon my asking, but are you dating Elaine?” This had everyone’s attention.

He went a little red in the face once he realized that he had left his documents out in the open, promptly snatching them up. “Er, yes, no! I mean, we’ve been talking a lot recently…” Will gave him a surprised look, which Jackson immediately noticed. “Hey, she has a lot of cool things to talk about, what can I say?”

Sam and Olivia looked like they were both about to start teasing Jackson when the conversation was interrupted by the wall alarms flashing red and sounding off. “ALERT: ANOMALY TRANSFER IN PROGRESS” a computerized voice announced.

“Oh hey, Anderson’s finally arriving. Come on, let’s go see what’s up,” Jackson said as he led everyone out of the lab.

Buster sheathed Odo’s sword at his side as they left. “Jackson, can I keep this blade, since it's my brother’s?”

“I guess so, just make sure you tell the higher ups. I don’t see why you couldn’t.”

The group made their way to a loading bay where a large truck was opening its trailer. Signal alarms were going off everywhere as Anomaly Containment staff got into position. Stepping out of the trailer (which looked more like a small containment cell on the inside) was what appeared to be a shadow construct. This one looked older, however, like it came from a different era. If Sebastian’s constructs could be considered modernity, then this one could have easily been placed in the 18th or 19th century. From what could be overheard, the construct was complaining about M.A.I.G. not being up to his standards, compared to The ACF.

Sam got a good look at it and realized it seemed familiar. “Wait, is that one of Dunja’s constructs? I thought they all got wiped out…”

“Well let’s ask,” Jackson insisted as he looked around, soon spotting exactly who he wanted. He gave a quick whistle. “Hey, Sirius!”

Fractal was amongst the researchers and came walking over. “Ah, Jackson and company! Good to see you all on this… rather hectic day. How’s things going on your end?”

“Great. We confirmed who the vector sword belonged to. Also Sam’s wondering who made Anderson.”

“I see you have a great deal of experience with Shadow Constructs, Morrigan…”

She sighed once more. “Unfortunately…”

“Well Anderson, ACF-040, is one of the shadow constructs that escaped the final battle for Shadowland so long ago. The team organized by Prince Barna Schindewolf was fairly thorough when Milosh Proch tried to fight back against the destruction of The Eternal Church, but it appears some constructs slipped through the cracks. It’s no surprise that it was one of Dunja’s creations that managed to survive. As for Anderson, evidently he made his way to Earth in the 50s, developing proper intelligence as he went along and would become what we have dubbed as a level 2 construct.”

“Wow…” Sam was unsure how to feel, but was impressed regardless. “So what’s he being brought in for?”

“ACF-008.”

Jackson shuddered. “Jeez, that thing…”

“It’s that bad?” Will questioned. “What is it?”

“Top secret, and trust me, you don’t want to know. As an aside, if Anderson can’t figure it out, we’re handing 08 off to The Liger Brigade.”

“I don’t know how to feel about that…” Will was a little worried for some reason, like something was watching him just then. “So why is Anderson so different from the other constructs we’ve encountered?”

“Despite the shadow orb being a fairly profane act, Dunja was a master craftsman,” Fractal answered. “We would be in legitimate trouble if Sebastian were able to match her caliber. Here’s hoping he stays at Milosh’s level…”

“Yeah, considering Anderson can take a hit,” Jackson put in. “I’ve seen it myself.”

Fractal could see that the group looked concerned. “How about we go to talk to Anderson himself? You will all find that he’s actually quite the people person…”

Next: Chapter 24

ULTRAMagic Alternate © 2022 William Ford II (ChaoticTempleKnight)

[manda-kat]

Two more heroes release. Heroes being a... loose term.

Suds is a cat made of soap. He is a neat freak who has to have everything be perfect. He absolutely hates Moppet and Madi for being the most chaotic beings in the universe. Suds tries to make the world a better place, mostly by cleaning things, but he also finds time to fight villains and help teach good hygeine.

Foxly is a henchman for Pyra and finds joy in simple things like tricking naive do-gooders and stealing candy from babies. He does have a soft side and (mostly) plays up his villainous persona to impress his crush- I mean boss- Pyra. In reality, Reynard Foxly can be very honorable to his enemies and fiercly loyal to his allies.

Suds and Foxly are not friends. In fact- Suds thinks Foxly is a dirty (he shudders at the word) crook and Foxly thinks Suds is a neurotic weirdo.

[life-set-to-random]

Oh dear lord… the Ninja Tribunal arch. So much to unpack. Give me strength…

I’m going to try and be fair, I’m going to mention something positive for every complaint I make. I don’t want to be that person after all.

Firstly, please, please, for the love of all things , STOP CALLING OUT ATTACKS LIKE A CHEAP 90S ANIME DUB!!! The original cringe. 😖

Ok, nice thing time. These four were very likable (if not superfluous). I found myself wanting to know more about them and even shipping some of them with the Hamato brothers, if not romantically then at least as besties. Sadly they spend the entire arch building up friendships between these humans and the Turtles only to kill them off in the end. But it feels SO forced. We weren’t given enough time with them to really cry over them as individuals so much as morn the wasted potential they were brimming with. I get they couldn’t kill off the Turtles and thus needed some “Red Shirts” to try and sell the high stakes, but still.

And what about the relatives they were threatened with in the first episode of the arch? Joi Reynard’s Aunt who lives in Japan (I’m assuming Army or Navy brat, she’s WAY too caucasian to even be half Japanese, I’m assuming French ancestry), and Adam McCay’s brother (who never gets a name) in Miami Florida? Faraji Ngala and Yoshida Tora aren’t given specific loved ones to fret over but Tora obviously has someone because he apologizes to Mikey “…our families are at stake.”

Did anyone notify those poor people that their relatives died?! Because they weren’t even mentioned after this.

Side note while we’re on the subject of the folks left behind back on the home front, I hope April or one of the other human Allie’s back in NY are taking care of Klunk. With the way the Hamato clan keeps getting kidnaped for long periods of time, the poor fluff ball could starve easily.

These four, ugh where to start?

Positive note, beautiful visual designs, if not a westerner’s usual hodgepodge of Asian fantasy stereotypes. 🙄😑

Weak backstory, contorting groundbreaking original canon for this series into a very boring and predictable bit of nonsense. Completely unnecessary and obviously half assed, to the point where the Turtles sum it up so succinctly you want to say to Splinter and The Ancient One “That’s how you tell a story!”

Oh and their attitudes sucked! Almost as bad as their communication skills. Thankfully, when he arrived, Splinter flat out called them out on their crap. “How can they prepare themselves if you do not tell them anything?!”

Probably should say something positive again… Um, their voice actors were great?😅 And I love the juxtaposition of the girl being the one to represent strength and having a huge man representing stealth.

The weapons. Positive observations, they’re real weapon types and are actually pretty cool looking. Also it’s nice to see the boys deviated from their comfort zones (not Leo unfortunately, the writers just can’t separate him from swords in their minds apparently). How Leo gets his is so infuriatingly complicated when it didn’t need to be and falls into the trope of “black guy dies first” (then the girl, then the sweetheart, then the cool dude. Did we take a wrong turn into a late 90s horror movie or something?).

The monsters. None of these creatures look like their Japanese inspiration AT ALL! And none of them are Tengu, Tengu doesn’t even mean “demon”! They just stuck Tengu on the end of every other Japanese Yokai name! For no good reason!

I kept hearing that line from Princess Bride in my head. “You keep using that word. I do not think it means what you think it means.”

I’m not even Asian and I’m so offended and confused, I can’t imagine how an actual member of the Japanese culture must feel getting shit on like this. Whoever wrote this arch did not respect the source material, the source culture, or the audience because they obviously assumed we were all stupid unaware kids! Ether that, or they were seriously lazy, I suspect both.

And if you’re going to give an English speaking cast of white people Japanese words to say, TEACH THEM HOW TO £¥€&ING SAY THEM CORRECTLY! Jeezus Henry Christmas! (Best Herminone Granger voice) It’s “Oh-Knee” not “On-Eye”!

Bright side, they do look awesome.🤷🏻‍♀️

Im going to have to post about the Tribunal’s dragon forms on another post, I’ve run out of picture space.😑

[redstringraven]

1, 2, 3, 4, go

and here's all four parts of @afteas2003's @tmnt4p request!! they asked for poses as though someone were photographing each of the boys and their acolyte bestie for a photo album.

(ﾉ･ヮ･)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ THANK YOU~!

[pumpkinpie59]

@super-un-stable ‘s tmnt-tober day 2 - humans

joi is underrated and was underused in the 03 series :// also i’m convinced she bleaches her hair lol

[random-tmnt-drawing-ref]

Joi and Raph with Leo and Faraji in the background

[adleryoung]

I reached out to my Ixies with a desperate, beseeching look, the look of a drowning elf going down for the last time. Why weren't they helping me?? Was it because Ash - I mean Dr. Cesawonki - had trained them? Had it been the plan all along to betray me at the final moment? It didn't matter at this point; it was too late … My Ixies couldn't save me from these Unseelie witches' clutches even if they tried! All of my strength was gone, drained away by their suffocating spell! With a final shudder, I surrendered to my fate. I went limp and closed my eyes for the last time. I hoped that I had lived my life well enough to be taken into Fuma's Embrace.

"Um, Sire," one of the Ixies murmured. "Are you all right? They're just hugging you."

My eyes snapped open.

"Oh," I said, observantly. I looked at Burnside and Rebecca. The joy on their faces was obvious. I suddenly felt very foolish. "Um… yeah… hello, Rebecca… and Burnside… It's nice to see you too."

After a few seconds, Rebecca let go and stepped back to look at me. Burnside, however, continued clutching me with an inexorable grip.

"Burnside," I said, poking her gently with my one free hand. "You can let go now."

"Nuh uh," she mumbled, shaking her head and snuggling up even tighter against me.

"Aww, that's cute," Rebecca chuckled. "She's afraid if she lets go, she might lose you for another really long time."

"She's just doing it for attention," I grumbled. If I ignored her, she would eventually give up on her own. I turned my attention to Rebecca. "So how've you been?"

"I knew you would find a way to escape!" Rebecca gushed excitedly. "I just knew it! I never gave up hope! As for me, I've been doing well since Burnside rescued me from Ash Marten's lessons. Lessons, hah! It was more like propaganda! He hardly taught me any magick. He was holding out in order to get me to convert to Unseelieness, but I held fast! I never forgot what you taught me, and I always remembered my vision of Fuma and Saint Reynard. The Seelie way is the only way! Speaking of which, I can't wait to hear how you escaped! I tried going back to Bunkirk once to preach the ways of Fuma, but no one was willing to listen. I was actually surprised they didn't form a mob and try to chase me out! I assume that was your doing. You're so much more Seelie than I am. Here it's been almost two hundred years and I still have a lot to learn! How did you manage to parlay with those crusty old religious conservatives and convince them to lift their embargo and let you go? Spare no details! Did you convince any of them to accept the light of Fuma too?"

She stopped her torrent of words, and I realized that now she was expecting me to say something. A deep pit formed in my stomach. What could I tell her about the doom that befell Bunkirk?

"Um, Rebecca," I started reluctantly. "You might want to sit down. I have some bad news…"

[offorestsongs]

OC INTRODUCTION ➳ SWALLOW REYNARD

"You think you can outsmart me? Let's test that theory, sounds like fun."

A star of the Spelldrive team and an enjoyer of (what he thinks is) harmless chaos, Swallow considers himself a vigilante of Night Raven College. He proudly boasts about standing up for the poor and the bullied and seems to target the more well-off students with his antics, though some students speculate he does it more for the fun of it (and to pocket some money), than out of actual goodness of his heart.

BASIC INFORMATION

full name 🦊 Swallow Reynard nicknames 🦊 Monsieur Voleur (Rook), Water Cricket (Floyd), crow (Leona), rat bastard (Kalle) species 🦊 fox beastman height 🦊159 cm age 🦊 17 y/o birthday 🦊 17.10 gender 🦊 cis male (he/him) sexuality 🦊 bi + demisexual hometown 🦊 Queendom of Roses dorm 🦊 Heartslabyul class 🦊 2-A club 🦊Spelldrive favorite subject 🦊Flight dominant hand 🦊right talent 🦊whittling, pickpocketing hobby 🦊archery, fencing favorite food 🦊bread and cheese least favorite food 🦊caviar pet peeve 🦊royalty, just rich people in general twisted from 🦊 Robin Hood (from the 1973 movie) signature spell 🦊 Merry Thief - allows him to walk without making a sound or casting a shadow; it's considered a pretty harmless and weak spell and doesn't use a lot of magic

PERSONALITY

The very definition of "chaotic lawful" - he seems to be concerned a great deal with justice and certainly has a strong moral code, yet no one is able to figure what exactly it is. Swallow himself would said it's pretty easy, actually. He wehemently hates people born into comfort and money or those who hold power over others, as he believes that everyone should be equal in standing.

He's usually pretty friendly and cheery, some say - overly so, as he doesn't seem to take anything seriously. Nobody ever knows what to expect from him; he's quite shifty, likes to cause a little bit of mischief and takes a great deal of joy in annoying the people that he thinks deserve it. He's confident (often overly so), flashy and loves attention. He treats everything he does like putting on a show.

He doesn't respect authority and doesn't really care about getting an education, thinking good grades won't help him in "real" life, which makes him a problem student even compared to the rest of Night Raven College. Despite his less than perfect grades though, he's very clever and witty, good at thinking quickly and resistant to stress.

RELATIONSHIPS

Riddle Rosehearts - unexpected to many (Riddle included), Swallow actually really respects Riddle and everytime they're together, he's on his best behavior. He often offers his help to Riddle, be it with organising the unbirthday parties or just making him tea. He also tends to flirt with Riddle a lot, not out of any actual interest, but just because he finds Riddle's reactions funny.

Leona Kingscholar - Swallow is Leona's personal nightmare. He considers Leona to be everything he hates (rich, royal, lazy) put into one human being and so he does everything in his power to make Leona's life worse. It's especially true during the Spelldrive matches; he takes every opportunity to make himself the star of the show, even when it puts them in danger of losing the actual game. The only reason why Leona haven't kicked him out yet is because Swallow is geniuenly a really good player.

Ruggie Bucchi - on the other hand, Swallow thinks Ruggie is pretty cool and sometimes helps him in his endeavors to earn more money. He also constantly tries to get Ruggie too ditch Leona.

Azul Ashengrotto - another one of Swallow's prime targets. He finds Azul's greediness and false benevolence to be downright disgusting. On the other hand Azul thinks that Swallow's beliefs in an "equal world" is nothing more than laughable. Swallow often visits the Mostro Lounge to be a pain in the ass, getting dragged into heated debates with Azul, since both of them feel the need to prove the other wrong.

Kalle Brunne (my OC) - as somebody whose life revolves mostly around being Azul's guard dog, Kalle considers Swallow to be one of the worst students at NRC. Everytime they see Swallow, their blood boils with anger. In turn, Swallow doesn't think much of Kalle, mostly considering them kind of pathetic for kissing Azul's boots.

Kalim Al-Asim - Swallow is nice to Kalim :). Why wouldn't he be? Look at how good of friends they are! And if Swallow uses Kalim's nicety to try and get money out of him - well. Kalim has too much of it anyways. Nobody should care.

Jamil Viper - similar to Kalle, Jamil's feelings towards Swallow are less than positive. He considers him not only a general nuisance, but also an actual threat to his job. He tries to get Swallow away from Kalim, while Swallow thinks that Jamil should just ditch Kalim completely and doesn't understand why he didn't do so already.

TRIVIA

his last name is a reference to Reynard the Fox, a character from medieval literature that was also partly an inspiration for the 1973 Robin Hood movie

he uses light magic

the card of his dorm uniform is Jack of Hearts

he cuts his hair himself - he wears his hair in a ponytail mostly to hide the fact that he actually has the worst mullet known to man

he takes a great care of his tail, always making sure it's soft and shiny

he's good at identifing which mushrooms are edible and which aren't

he likes flirting with people just to see their reactions

WRITING

headcanons; swallow fun facts!

fics; flirty prompts ask game

CARDS

[SSR] Loungewear [SR] Pumpkin King (fan event)