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simplegenius042 · 3 months ago

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Music Monday & Understand My Family in 5 Minutes Template

Tagged (ages ago, according to my drafts) by @imogenkol for the Understand My Family in 5 minutes Template.

Tagging @inafieldofdaisies @voidika @cloudofbutterflies92 @josephseedismyfather @direwombat @noodlecupcakes @socially-awkward-skeleton @adelaidedrubman @raresvtm @derelictheretic @cassietrn @aceghosts @davrinsgriffons @shallow-gravy @strangefable @statichvm @carlosoliveiraa @g0dspeeed @wrathfulrook @starsandskies @ladyoriza @la-grosse-patate @thewanderer-000 @omen-speaker @alypink @shellibisshe @josephslittledeputy @skoll-sun-eater @afarcryfrommymain @strafethesesinners @turbo-virgins @florbelles @minilev @justasmolbard @softtidesworld @yokobai and @seedsplease + anyone else who want to join.

Music Monday for The UnTitledverse and Life, Despair & Monsters series and a Understand My Family in 5 Minutes Template for The Silver Chronicles. You can listen, read and find the blank template below the cut:

In my More Than Bargained For? WIP, the main premise isn't just about freeing the souls of the dead children with their happiest day, nor is it just about the reunion between Mario and Charlie, and neither is it just about Lena having fun with her animatronic buddies. Ultimately the main premise surrounds itself around bringing down Fazbear Entertainment, and ending the tragic madness of both William Afton and Henry Emily's feud and legacies. Like there's two-and-three-quarters of arcs to this WIP; first arc is gathering all the animatronics together in one place which, unbeknownst to Lena and her mentor Mike, is under Paragraph 4, though Lena's friendship with the children gives some of them the peace to move on from their animatronic pals. Fair warning, there's also parts in-between some chapters of this arc where she has really weird dreams. The mini arcs come during a timeskip after Lena's fired from Fazbear Entertainment after the fiasco that is being framed by Ennard for the murders of the technicians (Mike's unfortunately been scooped by Ennard); she comes to help Mike put to rest the remaining dangerous animatronics, although is there to save a few that she doesn't believe deserve to be destroyed or were mistakenly caught because they seem to fit the qualities of Paragraph 4 but truly don't. These mini arcs also involve going on a rescue mission down in Hell too (but there ain't enough time to unpack that right now). After those we get to the "Bringing down Fazbear Entertainment permanently" and "more efficient damage control over the remaining legacies of both Afton and Emily". This leads her to espionage the VR games, the Special delivery services, and lastly the Megaplex. In this particular arc, she... discovers familiar faces and remnants of old friends...

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"Well, hello again! Here we go again! Start the show again! You thought it was over, but you know that it will never end It's awful lonely in the code that we've been living in But now you're home, we want to hold you 'til the bitter end So, we got a few bugs, we got a few glitches You know the best hugs always leave a few stitches Pull a few plugs, gotta flip a few switches Built to give love, we just need a few fixes Our arms are open nice and wide, why don't you try us on for size? We'd hate to spoil the surprise Go check the corner for your prize Our favorite game that we've devised is hunt you down each time you hide And now we're right before your eyes We promise not to crawl inside ("We promise not to crawl inside")

You've been away for, oh-so long No games to play when you were gone But now you're here where you belong And we are back together We're going right back to the start When you left, it broke our hearts But if it's you who's torn apart We'll put you back together We'll put you back together."

"Grave is melting away to entropy Beta Tester, please save the rest of me Tapes sequested away are meant to be played Or else they enslave what's left of me In the lines of the binary Recombined as my lifeline's syphoning From the mind I am mining for hiding in Don't be frightened, comply and invite me in."

"Uh, hello, hello? Now you've gotta fix the vents below Simulations are safe, y'know Although, maybe don't trust a telephone."

"Oh, my! What a muddle! It only was a cuddle Now you're long gone, crushed into a puddle Hey, Bon-Bon! Better get a shovel! Really want some love, but I'd snuff you with a snuggle."

"Yar-har-har! We're in VR! You can try to run, but you won't get far You'll begin to wonder why you ever pressed "Start" What you get for plundering a bunch of dead parts, he-he!"

"You may wonder how we stand this hell But I promise you'll adjust to the acrid smell Beta Tester? Or plate of tasters? An attack should include a few snacks as well, ha!"

"Mind if I hop on for a solo Don't you worry, I'm not coming for you during a show tune! Hurry up, you've got a party to go to! You know you're gonna be the star of the show soon!" ("You're gonna be the star of the show soon. Yeah!")

"So long you have been away Oh, won't you promise to stay? Make it our happiest day Now we are back together We're going right back to the start When you left, it broke our hearts But if it's you who's torn apart We'll put you back together We'll put you back together!"

"...My first appearance in Pizzeria Simulator and then again in Ultimate Custom Night And I was hoping for some sort of token appearance in the VR title Now, that didn't happen, sadly And I remember saying to my good friend Orville I said, 'Orville, this is going to be an issue if I want a continued presence within the franchise'. So we went out to get some..."

"Come on, kids! Don't be scared of me! Just a funny bunny! Remember Jeremy? Did you think I wouldn't leave a legacy? Take death? Escape my destiny? Corroding the code of your own autonomy Laugh at the traps you've employed to conquer me Nice headset you've spoiled to come for me All that blood might void the warranty!"

"Another long night And another hall roamed Another song chimes Sends another one home You know it's all lies It's a wonderful show There's nothing inside We're just lovable drones."

"Quite a chain of events you're tangled in In the vents, don't let the Mangle in Back in action, have you been practicing? Just one more toy you've trapped us in."

"So tired, we just wanna sleep But you're determined to keep Finding ways to bring us back from the grave We've been burned, we've been beaten Torn apart, we've been eaten In a loop, here's the scoop You won't ever be saved ("No, you won't ever be saved.")

"We lost our lives to an arcade But now it's us who's being played So step inside, don't be afraid And put us back together We're going right back to the start When you left, it broke our hearts But if it's you who's torn apart We'll put you back together!"

"We'll put you back together!" "We'll put you back together!" "We'll put you back together!" "We'll put you back together!"

More on More Than Bargained For?, Lena's vendetta against Fazbear Entertainment stems from their inherent inability to take responsibility for the disappearances (and deaths) of the missing children (and doing the bare minimum to stop it again), plus their own corruption and greed in covering up their own hand in the tragedies for the sake of milking their brand dry, and their lack of punishment for the injustices for the many employees who died under their watch. Fazbear Entertainment is the greater-scope antagonist of this WIP, with William Afton & the Mimic being the main threats towards Lena and her friends. Lena, after surviving many death traps and being framed for two co-workers' murders and having to say goodbye to her ghostly pals (either voluntarily or involuntarily), has had it with Fazbear Entertainment's ability to weasel back to life time and time again just to repeat the same mistakes and choices of cutting corners and being shit employers. In this arc, Lena goes into espionage with some help to take down the company from the inside-out. However, her troubles come when Glitchtrap catches wind of this, and once being aware that Lena wants to take down his only source of flesh puppets, he decides to take action by taking advantage of Fazbear Entertainment's new "Special Delivery Service" to send Lena (and her girlfriend Cassandra) a very lovely animatronic home invasion.

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"There was a place many years ago Where the children would come for a meal and a show Oh, the horror, in the corner The quartet of terror returns

There's Freddy, and Foxy, and Bonnie, and Chica The band's back together and playing the deep cuts And when the curtain comes to close They'll find you

There is a bear who bears no introduction And a chick who's thick from reconstruction There is a bun who's gunning for the air shaft And a fox who gawks behind an eye-patch

Unserviced servo turning Refurbished fur perturbing It doesn't matter where you go They'll find you

Find the mascots Check your blind spots Put the mask on Turn the lights off

Wind the toy box Check the game clock Shun the dark thoughts It's a long shot

They'll find you They'll find you We will find you Terrorize you And ensnare you In a bear suit."

In Life, Despair & Monsters, there is an Unnamed Poppy Playtime WIP, where there is Playtime Co.'s warehouse from the game, but also an abandoned sister location known as "Rosemary's Trinkets & Collectibles" that was shut down years prior before Playtime Co.'s own closure. In this WIP, the protagonists find that both locations are connected to each other, and find the co-founder of this location and the founder of the sister location, Frederick Rosemary, may not be as dead as originally thought, and has been trying to bust into Playtime Co.'s warehouse to get himself their unique toys for his sick pleasures and devices. Plus to help out his good friend Sir Enigma Malvolio too, doing the dirty work of experiments that Malvolio himself can't be inclined to do himself.

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"We are machine, but in-between We are conscious, full of life Don't think twice, we play it right Built for laughs and grins The show takes its toll on our soul Itching for some way to free Every plea, the lights flee All together, we're complete

Come together now We've got the night all to ourselves Let's show them what we allow Unified, we arrive We know just what to do To prove to them that we're alive

Hide from us, you can't trust The noises coming from the halls You peer in, we break in We can't say if you'll live or die Just come out, leave all doubt For we are real and awake End daytime, it's playtime We are the ultimate fright

We are the ultimate fright

Left underground, quiet sound Heard from every corner We seem to be nice, but she Draws the dark to cave in With her grin, watch her spin Every second counts, for we More than three, always see Altogether we're complete

Come together now We've got the night all to ourselves Let's show them what we allow Unified, we arrive We know just what to do To prove to them that we're alive

We are the ultimate fright!"

And lastly here's my "Understand My Family in 5 Minutes" for Silva and Faith, plus Azriel and Mercy, during Old Dusk (New Dawn arc):

And here's a blank template (with links) to both read above and use below:

Template by @/marissources (ImageFlip made their credits a bit too small).

Here's the download link to download it if you can do what I clearly can't.

#music monday #oc template #series: the untitledverse #wip: more than bargained for?#five nights at freddy's #fnaf #oc: lillian “lena” elliot #series: life despair & monsters #poppy playtime #series: the silver chronicles #far cry 5 #far cry new dawn #otp: boa lurking in the bliss #oc: silva omar #faith seed #oc: azriel omar #oc: mercy omar-seed

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simplegenius042 · 3 months ago

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Music Monday & WIP Wednesday

Tagging @imogenkol @josephseedismyfather @direwombat @noodlecupcakes @socially-awkward-skeleton @adelaidedrubman @hollywood-is-bleeding @derelictheretic @inafieldofdaisies @voidika @cassietrn @aceghosts @icecutioner @shallow-gravy @strangefable @statichvm @cloudofbutterflies92 @carlosoliveiraa @g0dspeeed @wrathfulrook @starsandskies @ladyoriza @la-grosse-patate @thewanderer-000 @omen-speaker @alypink @shellibisshe @josephslittledeputy @skoll-sun-eater @afarcryfrommymain @strafethesesinners @turbo-virgins @florbelles @minilev @justasmolbard @softtidesworld @yokobai and @seedsplease + anyone else who want to join.

Music Monday for two The UnTitledverse WIPs and one from A Radioactive Calamity of Love, Bombs & Gore and a WIP Wednesday for the The Silver Chronicles. For the next three-and-a-half weeks I'll be posting on Music Monday's songs traditionally about Five Nights At Freddy's and how I try to justify how they fit into my wacky little worlds (even the non-FNAF ones). Enjoy listening and reading below the cut:

Can't have a Five Nights at Freddy's WIP without The Living Tombstone's original "Five Nights At Freddy's Song" in the playlist. More Than Bargained For? is a FNAF WIP where my OC Lillian "Lena" Elliot becomes the Night Guard of Freddy Fazbear's Pizza after Fazbear Entertainment opens up the restaurant back up eleven years after 1994 (the events of the first game and when Mike is fired), because they find there are people who view the pizzeria as a "cult classic" type thing and are still fans since childhood of the place (Lena being amongst them), and Fazbear Entertainment will make a profit on that. The original animatronics (Freddy, Bonnie, Chica and Foxy, along with Golden Freddy but he's in the Parts/Service room) are brought back to the stage. There's a... stranger animatronic in the kitchen but he doesn't bother leaving there so Lena won't have much trouble from him. Follow Lena as she discovers how many skeletons are actually in the Fazbear Entertainment's closet (Like seriously, the amount of children and employees who have died under this company's watch is ridiculous and the fact they managed to come back many years later after their reputation was tarnished beyond repair). Listen below:

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"We're waiting every night To finally roam and invite Newcomers to play with us For many years we've been all alone

We're forced to be still and play The same songs we've known since that day An imposter took our life away Now we're stuck here to decay

Please let us get in Don't lock us away We're not what you're thinking

We're poor little souls Who have lost all control And we're forced here to take that role We've been all alone Stuck in our little zone Since 1987

Join us, be our friend Or just be stuck and defend After all, you only got

Five nights at Freddy's Is this where you wanna be? I just don't get it Why do you want to stay?

Five nights at Freddy's Is there you wanna be? I just don't get it Why do you want to stay? Five nights at Freddy's, oh

We're really quite surprised We get to see you another night You should have looked for another job You should have said to this place goodbye It's like there's so much more Maybe you've been in this place before We remember a face like yours You seem acquainted with those doors

Please let us get in Don't lock us away We're not what you're thinking

We're poor little souls Who have lost all control And we're forced here to take that role We've been all alone Stuck in our little zone Since 1987

Join us, be our friend Or just be stuck and defend After all, you only got

Five nights at Freddy's Is this where you wanna be? I just don't get it Why do you want to stay?

Five nights at Freddy's Is there you wanna be? I just don't get it Why do you want to stay? Five nights at Freddy's, oh!"

"Replay Your Nightmares", although a song usually meant for FNAF: Ultimate Custom Night or at some stages, FNAF 3, is a song I closely associate to my The UnTitledverse Original Work, the sequel to A Blast In The Past, known as The Dark Awakening. Pretty much near the conclusion to when Calvin escapes the clutches of his captor's purgatory and re-enters the physical human realm several decades after his death/imprisonment, though he is being severely gaslighted worst than he has before while on his way to finally escape. He manages to make a little comeback at his captor near the final verse of the lyrics though. Listen below:

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"In a loop inside the screen Your own prison in a dream Try to run and try to scream Even death can't save you

We replay your nightmare Replay, play, play your nightmare Replay your nightmare Replay, play, play your nightmare

Get in a cage While we rattle it While we rattle it Our eternal revenge We know what you did We know what you did." "IT'S ME", "It's Me", "it's me..." "We're all here just for you Get in a cage While we rattle it While we rattle it Forever!"

"Torture, torture, don't you know How your seeds of evil grow?

Replay your nightmare Cause he won't stop Replay your nightmare Come, it's your time to hurt."

"Get in a cage While we rattle it While we rattle it Our eternal revenge We know what you did We know what you did." "IT'S ME", "It's Me", "it's me..." "We're all here just for you Get in a cage While we rattle it While we rattle it Forever!

Over and over and over again Replay your nightmare Over and over and over again Replay your nightmare."

"We are remnants of your sins It's a game you'll never win When it's done it just begins Again and again, and again, and again You will pay for what you did Forever!"

Last song is "It's Me", and while not entirely connected to the Fallout world (especially my A Radioactive Calamity of Love, Bombs & Gore), I do believe it does fit in one specific section of The Waters Of Life Flow; after Alph (my Lone Wanderer OC) and Ore (Ortega Brantley, Ress' older half-brother) rediscover Blackhall as a corpse (without the Krivbeknih) in his manor, plus reconvening with Amata before they go look for Ress, both humans inform Ore of what they discovered down in the Dunwich Building's basement, Ore takes investigation there. When he finds the Obelisk, he discovers a recently failed ritual, and puts the evidence together to figure out who was behind the recent emergence of this "Occult"; his and Ress' father, Arcane Urias, the exact man he's been hunting down. Although he should go out and warn the others, he regrettably finds out he was, in fact, not alone in the office building. Listen below:

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"Welcome to your office, settle down and take a seat Please pay no attention to the terrifying screams You should head the warnings of the voice that's on the phone Tonight, you might be by yourself, but you are not alone

The masks that we wear Pretend they aren't there But you can only hide for so long

Why don't you Spend the night Then you'll find There's evil that waits inside Spend the night Then you'll find There's evil that waits inside Spend the night Then you'll find There's evil that waits inside Spend the night Then you'll find There's evil that waits inside

It's me Me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me Me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me

There's evil that waits inside It's me!"

Now it's time for another WIP of my FC5 Bloodborne AU from my The Silver Chronicles series. Here the Seed Brothers (along with some disgruntled Hunters aka this version of the GFH and certain OCs) have stormed the Convent in the Henbane and confronted Vicar Faith on her betrayal and wanting answers for what Paul has planned for the "Hunt of the Long Night" that has made the scourge beasts ten-times worst. I haven't shown it (for reasons) but Faith calls Joseph specifically out for, quite frankly, abandoning and disregarding her (after all, he did hand her alone to Paul and his monastery as an inside-woman but neglected to actually keep in touch for about six long years) as some kind of tool instead of the "sister" he once claimed her to be. In the snippet below, the Voice shows it's ugly head and urges Joseph to dispose of Faith, something that John and Jacob are already advocating for, with some varying reactions from the Hunters. They're interrupted by... someone not affiliated with any of them. Will probably fix this up in the final product. Now introduced in her first debut... may I officially have you acquainted with my new-ish OC, Priestess Lillith; and she's also probably a witch. Read below:

Joseph stepped back from the Vicar and her vicious words; shocked by the accusations of the woman in front of him, once a sister he had brought into his family, by choice and virtue. The girl healed of her vices, given new life, a new purpose.

"Enough of this," John said with vehement venom, his blue eyes fueled with rage towards the cretin kneeling in the middle of the Convent's hall, "She won't tell us anything, if she even knows anything. We should vanquish this sinner while we have the chance brother, given she's chosen who she stands by."

Joseph saw that Jacob nodded in agreement, scowling at Faith's small form. He noticed the other Hunters made no dissuading moves, apparently in silent agreement. Before the Father could make any response to his eager brothers, he heard the Voice

John is right, He told him, tone even and still, the humming warmth pressed to the edges of his mind, She is a vile, treacherous locust strayed too far from the Path, Joseph. Unable to be saved from the doubt she drowned in.

Joseph's breath hitched at His words, the panicked, yet still sneering wrath in her green eyes only proving Him correct, followed by, She is no longer your family Joseph. This wretch has forsaken My light. She is nothing more than a rival. And she must be eliminated as such.

Joseph hesitated, took a moment to glance at Faith's form, as she lowered her head, holding the Vicar's pendant to her chest as she whispered. Maybe a prayer? Maybe a silent confession, apology, or vow? He didn't know, but what he did know was that the Voice spoke truth; she could no longer be considered the young woman he selected to hold the honor of being his sister.

It pained him to admit, considering all she gave to them in her devotion, but she was no longer family, like the previous two before her.

She was no longer his Faith, instead, she was Yellowjack's Siren, twisted and stained with the false shepherd's sinful ideals to spread false hope to the scholars of his Monastery, to turn their devotees against the Project.

He gave a disappointed sigh as he watched the woman below him refuse to lift her head up, shaking as the consequences of her betrayal was upon her, and nodded in agreement to his brother's words.

They couldn't let her warn Yellowjack, nor let her lead the Church Hunter's after them. This was God's Will.

"You... were once so precious to me, sister," Joseph tells her, and saw how she only curled into herself more, the fear she let dominate her heart sting his own, "I had thought you would be with us when we crossed the Gates of Eden... I now recognize my own blindness and... my own fault, for leaving you alone surrounded by those vipers and their venomous lies."

John tried to step forward, perhaps to refute Joseph's words, but Jacob stopped him, holding him back with a stern shake of his head. To allow Joseph this final moment with someone he put his faith in, even if they didn't necessarily understand it.

"But now, with the responsibility as your Father, I shall free you of their lies... of the burdening weight of your sin, my wayward child," Joseph heard how she sobbed, and had to breathe to not falter now, "The gates may be shut to you Vicar, but know, even now, that I pray God will have mercy upon your soul."

Joseph removed the revolver from his holster, clenching it as he left it to his side for just a moment.

His hand caressed her small, frail head, fingers pinching close the tube connected into her nose.

He cocked the hammer back with his thumb, and with an exhale, aimed it to her head.

He remembered how her small legs kicked as the monitor increased in its beeping, his resolve weakening, for only a second, before gripped tighter. God's repeating words ringing in his head.

"Shall you find peace amongst the angels, Vicar," he whispered softly, that he was unsure if she even heard him.

"Join the angels, my sweet Faith," he had murmured into what little hair she had, lips grazing softly as his tears slipped onto his little girl.

His finger curled around the trigger, coiling it back as he once more took responsibility-

Di-di-ding ding!

Joseph found himself thrown back by a harsh force that knocked the air out of him, grip on the revolver lost as it was flung elsewhere.

He felt hands on him, one tattooed and the other scarred. He recognized he was in his brothers' arms, lungs forcing him to heave for air from floor he laid back on.

But... hadn't I been standing before?

He leaned up, and saw he was a few feet away from the Vicar, who now had her head up, confused green eyes glancing around the Convent's room.

Joseph's eyes caught a glimpse of something on one of the upper balconies on the right side of the room, and saw a slim figure, cloaked from head to toe in dark shawls. She wore a mask, a pale one that's appearance was ghastly, jagged tear lines going down past the mask's edges, with a small mouth shaped in a "O".

He saw they held a silver hand bell in one hand, some sort of symbol carved in its waist. They shook it once more, the ringing echoing in the small chamber. The symbol glowed a bluish hue, and he felt his hairs prick up.

"Foul brethren," the smooth, matured voice of a woman reverberated through the Convent, the person unseen.

Another cloaked figure stood upon the left balcony, their mask depicting a false eye of a cyclops, with two slits for them to see through, the mouth carved with gnashing sharp teeth. They, too, held a hand bell, with a different symbol carved into the silver.

Their bell shook, the clapper tinging against the rim of the waist.

The Hunters with them placed their hands on the handles of their weapons, alert and cautious at these newest intruders.

Joseph was lifted to his feet, Jacob pushing him into John's embrace as he took to protecting their front.

"Fickle in your promises. Deceptive in your loyalties," the unknown woman's voice returned, a scathing tone behind it all, "Are you always shirking responsibility over your sisters?"

Through the middle balcony came the owner of the voice; another cloaked woman, but her embroidery seemed more intricate, the jewelry she adorned was more in quantity than her companions, like the Vicar who looked above at them.

The woman was taller too, her mask similar to that of a demon, an angry one at that, hairless brows furrowed, the mask's mouth full of sharp teeth, but two prominent tusks projecting from the lower jaw. It also had two horns protruding from the head, and through the eyes Joseph could see burning orange eyes glaring down at them.

"Why are the lives of your sistren worth less than that of your brothers?" she asked from atop the balcony, her eyes boring down at Joseph, "You are the one to bring them in. You are the one to feed them, to guide them. Ultimately, you are the only one to claim care over them, in spite of your brothers' vile envy and appalling apathy."

She gave scathing glances to both John and Jacob respectively, before her full focus stayed on Joseph, "And yet, when your charges' displease you... their lives are forfeit by your own hands. A more permanent punishment than what your brothers earn. I wonder..."

Her head tilts, the jewelry shifting as she ponders, "Is it because they are not of your blood that makes it so easy, even when it is your hands that molded their clay bodies?"

Joseph watched with an uneasiness when the nose of her mask held up while looking down at him, "Or do the opposite sex simply hold no value in your eyes, and the eye of your Lord, unless their role is nothing but flawless?"

Her words earned Joseph and his brothers some raised brows from some of the Hunters, though it did not last long as they focused on the unaligned women.

Joseph was shocked by the accusatory words, and he went to speak up, to defend him and his brothers, and the word of his Lord.

However, he was stopped by the lead women's scoff, "Regardless the reason, your hypocrisy is clear. But your familial responsibilities are not the only oaths you have attempted to break."

She brought out one of her hands, the gauntlets fingertips sharpened not unlike claws, holding a hand bell of her own.

However, it was not like that of her accomplices; it was bigger, and rusted in an ugly maroon, matted with the dripping red of the flesh stuck to the metal, with the bloodied fur of beasts clinging to the small clumps of flesh.

There was a sinister aura emanating from the ugly carving of the symbol etched into the rusted metal.

She rung the bell, and the atmosphere of the room shifted. A darkness flowed down from the bell, like a small waterfall plummeting out a mountain's mouth.

Down the balcony, the darkness encompassed the corpse of a Church Hunter, just as it consumed the surroundings.

The women were also covered by the dark mist, gone from Joseph's eyes.

Alarmed, Jacob aimed his rifle in search of their new enemies, while the Hunters twisted their weapons to enter the second forms. The darkness spread across the room, including blocking the only in and out of the Convent.

The Vicar remained where she was, staring at the silhouette of the corpse from behind the dark mist.

The lead woman's voice stated unperturbed, "I enforce upon my coven my unspoken vow. The protection for that which is precious to one of our own, against the iniquitous efforts of these men's greed. I call upon your essence from the past to the present, my kin. Stir from your desolate slumber, from your sleepless dream."

The bells rung once more, and the silhouette of the Church Hunter's corpse soon arose from within the mist, not unlike their smaller more angelic counterparts, the shape shifting and smoothing into something leaner, smaller than the alterations made by Saint Matilda. It soon began to walk through the darkness towards them.

"Through this corporeal form shall you defend your heart."

Emerging from the mist was a familiar face. The tawny brown complexion, small healed cuts littered across her face from fights long ago, though fewer in quantity unlike from last he saw her. The dark blue of her formal leather-layered coat covered the dark vest and white frilled blouse, adorned with a cravat.

Joseph noticed how young she looked, the expression on her face without the calm neutrality he had been accustomed to before she fell into a dreadful coma, instead replaced with an emotion he recognized within John.

Wrath. Directed at us.

He realized that her irises held no shine of silver, the indication of someone who had become enlightened, who become an other to everyone... no, they were a dull grey. She looked human.

The brothers soon realized they were not the only ones who recognized who this was, as the Hunter's froze; in fear? Shock? He couldn't tell.

He did see how his former sister stared at the woman. There was a longing there, a pang in her heart as the other approached past the Vicar.

She expertly spun her twin blade around, dragging one blade across the ground between herself and the Vicar, the same darkness she emerged from summoned once more to cover a veil of it on to Faith.

No one could see the Vicar anymore, but the more pressing matter was the scowling and sneering ghost enraged by their very presence.

"Through this corporeal form, shall you vanquish these fiendish intruders."

She pointed her the end of her blade at Joseph himself, glare calling for his blood.

"Welcome back from beyond the great consciousness, Elite Hunter."

She split her twin blade in two, twirled her weapons in both hands, and in a few blinks, Joseph saw her in the air, blades crossing as they cut down on their target.

"Silva Omar."

Joseph could only recall a great pain across his chest and the shouts of his brothers before he fell unconscious.

#music monday #wip wednesday #series: the untitledverse #wip: more than bargained for?#five nights at freddy's #wip: the dark awakening #series: a radioactive calamity of love bombs & gore #wip: the waters of life flow #series: the silver chronicles #far cry 5 #bloodborne au #joseph seed #john seed #jacob seed #faith seed #oc: priestess lillith #oc: silva omar #mentioned oc: saint matilda #yeah so church hunters are now angels that had been alterred physically by paul's monastery in order to make them more useful

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