#mella speaks

[weirdcursedvaultkid]

I got a hp crochet kit for Xmas so logically I made my girls

[artsygirl0315]

"You weren't my first nor were you ever the most perfect,"

"But you were mine."

(No context, Just Creator visualizing our past Mellas. She definitely went through a lot of redesigning but she's still the purple goil that we love! Hope y'all are having an amazing day, Stay awesome!💙)

[doggerell]

no more connections for me…….. no more people for me…..

[flyteofthenoldor]

I'm back! It's been a while 😅

Rereading Septimus Heap as an Adult™ Part 3: Magyk, Chapters 29-42:

Stanley

I'm a lot more salty about Stanley witholding the truth about who sent the letter to Marcia than I was the first time. At least he didn't tell the Supreme Custodian where Keeper's Cottage is.

Marcia

She asks Boy 412 to be her Apprentice!!!

I'm also not sure how neither Silas or Aunt Zelda thought to inform Marcia that timepieces never work properly at Keeper's Cottage. She did leave without telling anyone, but I'm not sure how they spent so long there without it coming up.

Aunt Zelda

She was being very vague about Jenna's parents. She definitely knows who her father is.

Aunt Zelda throwing shade:

Also the Marsh Python having a tendency to swim to the right after being frozen in a circle is peak comedy.

Meanwhile at the Castle...

Some amusing notes:

DomDaniel has frequent banquets. Who does he invite? Who actually attends? I would like an entire chapter on one of these banquets.

"Operation Compost Heap." That is all.

The Supreme Custodian viewed Simon as a companion? What kind of Lima Syndrome shit is this 😂

Also Simon just walks tf out? Hahaha

The Hunter

Damn it Gerald, why did you have to shoot Boggart?

How can he hear Jenna's, Nicko's, and 412's heartbeats? I know he was trained for hunting, but that seems a little too superhuman.

It's a shame all the Shield Bugs died so quickly, with the exception of the one holding a grudge against Boy 412.

I feel like brainwashing the Hunter into thinking he's a clown should be a much more difficult spell 😅

Boy 412

I love how this kid finally decides to talk and he's immediately the most sassy 10 year old in existence.

The Apprentice

What a little shit

Get him, Bert! 🦆🐈

I love how unconcerned the Magog is so unconcerned with every aspect of this mission. It doesn't get paid enough for this.

The Vengeance

There's no way Alther really thought Jenna, Nicko, and 412 were just going to go back to the cottage 😅

You can't mention the great Wizard Inquisition and not give me more details!

[artsygirl0315]

My baby has come, Look at her!!💙

She looks so precious in your style, This is awesome!! Careful my baby blorbo!!💙💙

Would it be alright if you were to draw Mella (child, KND operative) for the oc requests?

Anything with her is alright with me, I just wanna interact with you more! Hope you're doing just dandy, Stay awesome!!💙

If only I wasn't a potato at communication...

But anyway! Maybe we will cook something! For now, have your child playing! Careful, the floor is lava!!!

[missydischa]

@onyxonline

YOOOOOOOOOOO HERE COMES AARON'S HOME MOON, JUPITER'S SECOND MOON EUROPA!!

Bruh I was having a blast making this, have some more LOOOOOOORE!

Being underwater the entirety or most of the entirety of their lives makes actually talking with words kind of redundant.

When Aaron got to earth learning to actually speak was really hard for him but he was super interested. Mella on the other hand was super hype about learning his 'ocean tune'. Thanks to that she can now sing melodies without sounding like a dying crow gargling on nails!

[esuemmanuel]

Reencarnado.

0:00 am

“Ya pasó todo, es tiempo de volver a empezar”.

Me despertó una voz, hablándome al oído. Pude sentir el aliento de la boca de la que salían esas palabras rozarme la oreja. Abrí los ojos con ligero sobresalto, me sentía pesado… muy pesado. El sueño en el que había estado sumergido seguía haciendo mella en mí. Apenas podía ver, ante mí, una luz que parpadeaba al son de mis pestañeos.

“Despierta, necesitas empezar de nuevo”.

Otra vez esa voz. Estaba acostado boca arriba, desnudo, pero cubierto por una sábana blanca. La cama donde mi cuerpo descansaba estaba helada; me atravesaba los huesos su frialdad. No era que estuviese adormecido por el sueño, sino por el frío que mi cuerpo estaba padeciendo. Me dolieron los huesos, de pronto. Quise levantarme, sin embargo, la pesadez me lo hacía imposible. Me quedé ahí, mirando hacia el techo, en cuyo yacía parpadeando esa luz. ¿En dónde estaba? No lograba recordar nada. No podía siquiera pensar.

“Levántate, el tiempo corre”.

¿Quién está hablando? ¿De dónde viene esa voz? ¿Por qué quiere que me levante? ¿En dónde estoy? Tantas preguntas revolviéndose en mi cabeza. Me sentía mareado con tanto cuestionamiento surgiendo de mis adentros. El dolor de huesos, el frío de la cama, mi desnudez y esa luz blanca, parpadeando sobre mí, sofocándome con su intensidad y su palpitar.

0:17 am

“¿Quieres morir otra vez?”

No lograba entender… y, con toda esa duda martirizándome la mente, me incorporé un poco, sólo el pecho y la cabeza; quería ver en dónde estaba. Una fila tras otra fila... tras otra y otra fila... de camillas heladas guardando, debajo de unas sábanas blancas, cientos de cuerpos durmientes. Encima de cada una, la luz parpadeando.

De súbito, recordé.

Photo by PaaZ PG on Unsplash

Reincarnated.

0:00 am

"It's all over now, it's time to start over."

I was awakened by a voice speaking in my ear. I could feel the breath of the mouth from which these words came brush against my ear. I opened my eyes with a slight start, feeling heavy… very heavy. The dream I had been in was still taking its toll on me. I could barely see in front of me, a light flickering to the sound of my blinking.

"Wake up, you have to start over."

That voice again. I was lying on my back, naked, but covered by a white sheet. The bed on which my body rested was freezing, its coldness piercing my bones. It was not that I was numb from sleep, but that my body was suffering from the cold. My bones suddenly ached. I wanted to get up, but the heaviness made it impossible. I stood there and looked up at the ceiling where the light flickered. Where was I? I couldn't remember anything. I couldn't even think.

"Get up, the clock is ticking".

Who is speaking? Where is this voice coming from? Why does he want me to get up? Where am I? So many questions swirling in my head. I felt dizzy with so many questions rising up inside me. The pain in my bones, the coldness of the bed, my nakedness, and the white light flickering above me, suffocating me with its intensity and throbbing.

0:17 am

"Do you want to die again?"

I couldn't understand… and with all this doubt tormenting my mind, I sat up a little, just my chest and my head; I wanted to see where I was. Row after row… after another and another row… of icy stretchers holding, under white sheets, hundreds of sleeping bodies. Light flickering above each one.

Suddenly I remembered.

[numbuh-72]

"Fan Blades and Earrings" - "I Left Treasures..." Scenario Response 2

(This response is for @artsygirl0315 with her team, Sector PHP)

After seeing Aiden and Carol leave the grave with their presents...Rosella walks up to Sector PHP and speaks softly.

"Gianna would like you guys to pick two items to take home..."

Tyler nods once at Rosella and looks down at Gianna's grave...along with the rest of the members...Phoebe, without a second though, goes up to the grave and chooses Gianna's fan blades as one item, keeping them close and backing up. Jeremiah soon takes a step forward as well and carefully grabs the earrings that Gianna wore all the time.

Both Jeremiah and Phoebe look at Tyler for nod of approval....to which he nodded once.

Mella and Evan were giving a moment of silence to Gianna, closing their eyes and paying their respects to the sweet girl.

Salvador soon came up to the group and hands them a letter.

"Please read this letter when you return to your base..."

Mella turns to Salvador, taking the letter, thanking him. Everyone then looked at one another before looking back at the parents.

"Will you be ok if we went back??" asks Mella with a concerning look.

Rosella gently rests a hand on Mella's shoulder and nods once. "Rest assured Mella dear, we will be ok for the rest of the day. You kids have done so much lately...Please go home and try to rest."

Mella nods once, hugging Rosella before turning to her team and they all head home.

After returning to base, Phoebe and Jeremiah carefully set down the items onto the table and the all begin to stare at the items.

Phoebe could only well up tears on her face and looks away...really upset.

"...I can't believe she's gone...."

Mella could only hug Phoebe in silence...trying to comfort her.

"Gianna did not deserve this at all...she was a great friend...." Jeremiah added on, before looking away himself.

"..Why would this demon girl do this to her?"

Tyler could only ponder the thoughts...feeling a bit frustrated in himself....How come Gianna never told them about Alice? Why would she try to fight her alone? They could've helped Gianna and prevent this from happening!

Tyler's thoughts were snapped out of when Mella opens the letter and begins to read what Gianna left behind.

"Sector PHP, my fun and amazing group of friends,

I'm so sorry that the word came out about my death...I thought I was able to get out of my situation alive...but...fate had other plans. I wish we could've made more memories together since you guys have been nothing but amazing to me. I mean...you were were my welcome wagons after all. Been there for me when I was at my lowest...So, I wanna thank you for that. I instructed my mom to tell you guys to grab two of my possessions as my way of thanking you all.

May my Fan Blades be your weapons of protection against those creatures Alice might make in the future...take very good care of them. Anytime you use my weapon, that will be me in the battlefield, helping you guys, protecting you all.

May my Earrings be my spirit protecting you all from Alice's curse. Whoever wears them, shall be protected spiritually...and will be given my energy to fight back. Please be sure to share the earrings if planning to wear them. I will warn you, however....There isn't much energy left in them..To where it was passed down, you will see when it happens.

One last thing...please try to not feel sad forever my friends....The last thing I want to see in any of my friends is sadness forever. Once all of this is over...please, push forward with smiles. I will always be by your sides wherever you go. If you feel warmth in your area...that'll be me, hugging you for reassurance. I love you all and may you guys emerge victorious." - Gianna

Everyone could only fall silent once Mella finished reading the letter Gianna left behind. Jeremiah thought about what Gianna said about the earrings and looks outside at the Blue Moon. He smiles softly while tears fall from his face.

"Guys....I think I already found out about the earrings mystery."

Everyone else turned to him and followed outside, seeing the Blue Moon. It would make sense to why it suddenly appeared and hasn't gone away since Gianna's passing.

"...So...What are we gonna do now?" Evan questions everyone.

Tyler clutches his fists and goes inside.

"...We must continue with the task at hand...and avenge Gianna."

Phoebe nods in agreement.

"Agreed....that Alice girl must pay for what she did to Gianna, to all of us!"

Jeremiah turns to them with an smirk.

"Luckily...I do happen to have some weapons to test out on those creatures..."

Jeremiah soon goes to his room, taking a moment til he comes back out with some new weapons he was testing. Everyone took a weapon and look at each other, before looking at the moon one last time.

"Hang tight and rest for now, Gianna...We won't let Alice win this war..."

"We will do our best to push forward even after the fight..."

Tyler speaks one last time, before the team left their base, going out to the neighborhoods to fight off the creatures and rescue kids.

[theweebnextdoor]

Tyler: "Well, You must be the new operative I was informed about. You look like you've got potential, It's a sixth sense of mine, sort of speak.."

Evan: "Isn't it exciting? Wow, I remember our first training as cadets too! Ahh, You'll love it here, everyone's pretty great!"

Phoebe: "Heck yeah, You might even get to see some of us in action! Kicking adult butt around the globe, Haha!"

Mella: "Let's not get too carried away, We're in the midst of an introduction. Sorry about them, dear, They're quite the energetic bunch but we hope you'll find your stay here in the Kids Next Door to be just fine."

Jeremiah: "If you ever need something whether it's a type of material or a weapon, Just tell 'em you're looking for Sector PHP. You'll know where to find us."

Tyler: "And with that.."

"We welcome you to the Kids Next Door, Robin!"

Robin looked up at the group of kids who approached her. She hadn't been expecting so many people to welcome her. It was kind of overwhelming if she were being honest but she put on a smile.

Robin🌙✨️: Oh, hey! *She rubbed the back of her neck sheepishly as they welcomed her.* Yeah everyone that I've come across has been great so far! I've been told that I have potential before, but I just hope I can live up to the expectations. And Sector PHP, huh? I'll definitely look you guys up if I ever need a hand!

[judas-n-mella]

Yo, yo, yo! Nice to meet ya’ll! Our names are Judas and Mella

We’re indie music producers who want to make it big, and spread our tunes to every nook and cranny of the realm!

Here, we’ll post little moments of our life in Knighton, whether that be WIPs of new song lyrics or any random shenanigans that we might get ourselves into

Here’s a little something about us—

Judas🤎☕️- They/She/He: I Grew Up in a small village outside of Knighton. My parents almost always argued about what they wanted me to be, and their ideas always clashed against each other, and I was stuck in the middle, never even getting the chance to speak my mind and chose what I wanted to be. It also didn’t help that I was born intersex, and my parents choosing where or when I would be a boy or a girl. So, as soon as I became eighteen, I moved out and into the capital of Knighton, Knightonia! I started writing little poems and lyrics to vent out my frustrations, and eventually started writing full length songs and stories! I’m now proud of who I am and I want to show the rest of the kingdom of Knighton that they can be whatever they want to be, and to not let anyone tell them otherwise~

Mella ToneInn🩷🍓- She/They: Hello, hello! I’m a squirebot who was made to tend to the students at the Knights academy, specifically the more restless ones. After a rather unpleasant incident that left my main core mechanism, two tiny spray dispensers that would spray a soothing melatonin-like substance, practically useless, I was no longer of use at the academy and reluctantly let go. I was no longer able to do what I was built for(which is extremely frustrating, especially if you’re a robot). However, after a while of being homeless, I was lucky enough to be found by Judas, who gladly took me in. They taught nme the I don’t need to be restricted by my original code and that I can do whatever I put my mind to… and I want to help anyone, whether they be made of metal or flesh, recognize that!

We’re so happy to be here and we hope you enjoy your stay~

[OOC— Roleplay/ask Blog for my Nexo Knights ocs! I’ll mostly post silly story and art stuff related to them here. Hope you enjoy! Main blog is @xzbat-loverzx ]

[weirdcursedvaultkid]

Mood

[artsygirl0315]

"Unhealthy Experiment"

"She's out of control,

She doesn't listen to reason,

She had an idea and she's not stopping until she gets a proper result."

"Eleanor, my dear, what had grief done to you?"

Information:

Eleanor Burnham, The youngest daughter of the Burnham family or at least what was left of it.

A child who's grief was so strong, she made an early development.

A silhouette suit.

A suit made out of her mourning, Her mind didn't work sanely and her heart refused reason.

She believed that if she can make everyone in their lives miserable and mentally in pain, She could build her sister back up again.

The small patch of what was left of Mella's suit was in her hands, believing that it was another chance for her sister's return.

She was so delusional that she believed her own lies.

Jamie, The sweet timid little brother of Evan Martinez. He had caught her while in the midst of her plans but refused to speak to anyone else about it.

He too believed in Eleanor's logic and thought that he can bring back his older brother, so he kept their secret.

He knew that Eleanor was making everyone else suffer but he didn't interfere.

He wanted his brother back too..

What happens next if she were to be caught?

We'll know next time, I suppose..

[doggerell]

[ask-future-turo-and-past-sada]

I am immensely curious to read “getting hammered FOR SCIENCE!!!!” If you ever write it, I would love to see it.

Also, what were the reactions of everyone who got to read that report? Any good spit-takes? Anyone laugh so hard they choked/fell out of their chair/etc? Anyone save a copy “for personal use” (to read whenever they feel sad to feel better immediately)?

I imagine Mella/Vega (whichever we’re calling her) bursting into the sanity room, barely able to speak through laughter, saying something along the lines of “Everyone stop what you’re doing, you NEED to read Turo’s newest report right fucking now.”

Turo will be bullied (affectionate) relentlessly for this, I’m sure.

You're in luck because I've actually already written it!

I've started another fic that will be a collection of little side pieces to Timeslip, flashbacks, other characters POVs, little things I couldn't fit into the main story.

(Someone DEFINITELY saved a copy for personal use ahahah)

[viking-hel]

It was strange to hear a human voice after so long. Beyond Pluto, space was just so…empty and dark.

‘Uh, sir? We just need to confirm: are you the only one onboard?’

‘Wha—of course I am! Solo mission, remember?’ You sputtered.

The response was mildly mollified. ‘I understand, sir, it’s just-’

‘Just what?’

A beat of silence. Then another. Three.

‘We have confirmed detection of an unidentified life form onboard with you.’

Fear curled down into your stomach, out into your arms and up the back of your neck, stinging as it went.

‘Wh-where?’ You whispered.

‘It’s…in the cockpit.’

The fear that was a stinging heat became a sudden blast of ice. Your heartbeat thudded uncomfortably. Your breath irritated your lips.

‘Are you alright, dear friend?’

You carefully turned to look over your shoulder at Mella. ‘Now’s not the best time.’

‘Why ever not?’ Mella demanded. ‘Should I not be here to meet your people? Those barbarians that sent you out here all alone?!’

Mella had many thoughts about your solo mission, and none of them could be construed as positive. You were very thankful for it.

Mella had appeared one day. Out of the blackness of space. You’d wanted company and suddenly appeared in the form a silvery being with a not quite solid body but oddly you could still bump into it. For the forty day mission, Mella was there.

‘Sir! Sir!’

Shaking yourself, you remembered the com was on. ‘Yeah, control, still here.’

‘Can you confirm…is there someone with you?’

‘Yes!’ Mella cried. ‘I wish to to speak with whomever organised this mission!’

You stared in absolute shock. Mella was…speaking to control?

‘Uh…who are you?’

‘I am Mella, Seeker of the Shreeka Dominion. We inhabit the space beyond the planet you named Pluto. Why do you send people on solo missions? My dear friend here was so very lonely and our Dominion cannot abide this! I shall be speaking with your leader!’ Mella slammed a hand into the button and terminated the connection.

‘Well,’ Mella started, ‘I expect we’ll land soon.’

And you did.

You’re an astronaut sent on a solo deep space mission. To combat the loneliness, you’ve created an imaginary friend who you interact with every day. Upon finally returning, mission control stops you. An unidentified lifeform has been detected on your ship.