#muse: nemesis

[freewillacquired]

Inspect -( if you want to give things a try from scratch. Nemesis always looked like he could use some company )

{ Hello! I'm so sorry, I was supposed to get back to you and I completely forgot. I don't mind starting something, but I know nothing about your muse. Your rules and bio pages aren't visible to me because your blog only comes up as an inset on my dash, not as a full page. Maybe you have it set to private or something? But that's why this is going to be a little sparse, because I couldn't find any info about your muse. Nemmy could absolutely use some company, though. ^_^ }

Nemesis was used to fending off undead, and even trying to help survivors of this apocalypse. He was just as used to getting yelled at, having rocks thrown at him, or getting shot at by those very same survivors. What he wasn't used to... was anyone actually sticking around to talk to him, much less someone caring about his welfare. So he'd flinched a little to realize that someone was now... checking him for wounds? Weren't they afraid of him? Didn't they think he was ugly and monstrous like everyone else did?

He stared for a moment, just watching them fuss over him, bewildered by their concern. "It's o-kay..." he said around his large teeth and without the aid of lips. "I can't... get in-thec-ted... any-way." At least not any more so than he already was. Good thing he wasn't contagious. "I'n not hurt.... dut thank you... thor car-ing."

[blood-starved-beast]

It's interesting how in Hades the First Zagreus hung around the less "problematic" kids of Nyx and dated Megaera the Fury, who isn't as unhinged as her sisters.

Then in Hades II, Melinoe is surrounded by Nyx's more chaotic brood. Nemesis, Eris, even Moros (though he is a sweetie, he has admitted to messing with people's Fates alongside his sisters just for the fun of it). Hypnos is there too but he's asleep and exists to have Mel have a parasocial relationship with.

[iamnmbr3]

i love how draco spends a whole summer talking about how much he "hates" harry potter and harry thinks of draco as his "nemesis" and several times has thoughts about some fate or other being too terrible for anyone "except maybe malfoy" but then any time either of them is actually in any danger they both are absolutely ready to just throw every other priority out the window to save each other. without fail. every single time. some "rivalry" huh...

[kyliafanfiction]

Dreadnought was fun. A bit rushed, honestly, but fun. Greywitch felt a bit like a caricature, but... people with Greywitch's opinions often feel like caricatures in real life, so that wasn't too bad. The Legion felt under developed in general, and the final ending of it all was definitely rushed, but I'm glad Utopia wasn't actually like, secretly misunderstood and trying to save the world, but genuinely batshit insane.

But Danny was a good MC, with a solid arc as she manages to find out how to be a hero and how to be herself and fight back. The bit was David was unfortunate but rang true. Calamity was a fun character, presented some perspectives that I'm glad the story explored but didn't fully endorse. Doc Impossible was all kinds of fun. The fight scene with the mechs was a high point as Danny gets to really kick some ass.

Glad I bought it, glad I read it, wish I hadn't let it sit on my TBR pile for like 2 years, but it's good. 4.3/5 Stars, easily.

Good book. If you like Queer superhero stories, I recommend it.

[freewillacquired]

Had his face not been so horribly mangled by surgery and mutation, Nemesis would have smiled at the way his friend bounded over to him and bumped his arm with his nose. He chuckled a bit at the gesture. It was nice to have someone be happy to see him and not... well, run away screaming. Either that, or try to shoot at him or light him on fire. This was, by far, a much better greeting by Nemesis' standards.

Nemesis lifted his hand to gently pat Eight's shoulder. "I'n glad... that you're... o-kay..." he said around his train wreck of a mouth and chronically obstructionist teeth. The whole as much as I can be sentiment was not lost on Nemesis. Boy, that's the truth, he thought grimly.

He felt badly for Eight's concern, however. It really wasn't their fault at all that Nemesis had turned out this way, regardless of how their escape attempt had gone. Actually, he'd been so happy at the time that they had managed to escape themself, even if he hadn't been quite so lucky. For that reason, he shrugged a bit at Eight's questions. "They caught ne a-gain. I had... nore ex-ter-i-nen-ta-tions. Nore mu-ta-tions. It's not... your thault... though. I'n glad... to nade it out."

That really was the truth. Nemesis wasn't one to be jealous of the fortune of others. But at that moment was when he noticed the state of Eight's own eye. "Oh no..." Nemesis said, pointing at it. "What hat-tened... to you?" he now asked, his own concern setting in.

The moment the creature responded to his attempt at calling a name familiar to him, Nemesis felt happy that, apparently, it really was Eight. How on earth had they gotten right here, right now, in the middle of the entire city going to hell? Had they been deployed, or had they escaped yet again? Nemesis had so many questions, and he was glad to see that Eight was still alive.

However, a bit of terror set in as it suddenly dawned on him that Eight might not be the same anymore. If Nemesis had been changed into... whatever the hell he was supposed to be now, then what had been done to Eight? Were they still of sound mind? Or was he about to be jumped and torn apart by a creature who probably outmatched him?

But then... God, to hear them say his name back... Nemesis could have jumped right out of his own mutated skin in joy in that moment, for all the relief he felt. "Yesss!" he responded. "It's ne!" He took a couple steps closer as well. "Are you... o-kay?" he asked, first and foremost being concerned for the friend he'd made under such dire circumstances that night in the Hive.

[messywitch]

i had some free time from college so i went ahead and made more user boxes! someone in the tags mentioned that their deity was underrepresented and don't worry, i've got you. i made boxes for deities i don't see much rep of in the tag!! feel free to use them with credit!

i'm open to making these under request, just send me an ask with the deity you'd like a box for!! please be nice, too.

gods in this post: Asclepius, Iris, Eris, Hebe, Harmonia, Nemesis, Nike, Pan, Psyche, Phobos & Deimos, Themis, Tyche & Gaia.

[seaglassmelody]

I managed to avoid it for so long but now I'm afraid I have no choice

I have to return...to Orzammar.

[freewillacquired]

"Matt- Are you alright? What's happened to you?"

(for second mutation Nemmy?)

They'd been on the run now for weeks, and it seemed like maybe they had finally gotten to the point where they weren't being pursued anymore. They were wrong. Ambushed one morning where they'd hidden to sleep, Nemesis quickly made short work of the soldiers that had tried to apprehend them... but not before one of them had hit him with an accelerant and lit him on fire.

It hurt badly, but Nemesis didn't feel like it hurt as much as it should. If I'd been human still, this would've been a million times worse. Even so, after he'd killed the last of the soldiers, engulfed in flames as he did, Nemesis bounded into a nearby river to extinguish himself. The cold water felt amazing, and he could feel his body healing and regenerating itself rapidly. But that's not all it was doing...

When he emerged from the water, crawling up onto the riverbank, Nemesis... had nearly tripled in size. He was hunched over now, on all fours, most of his leather outfit torn to shreds where his body had grown sharp spikes and armored plates on his back, shoulders, and neck. There were even spikes down the backs of his arms and legs now too. His hands were now monstrous claws with curved, thick talons, and his tentacles undulated off his back and shoulders like snakes.

Hearing Wanda's question, Nemesis looked himself over as best he could. "I... I don't know!" he said, clearly upset by these new... developments. His voice was even more monstrous now, deep and resonating. "I don't think... the thirus... liked... the thire," he supposed. No sir, it didn't like fire at all. And when challenged with it, it had responded by causing Nemesis to evolve into an even more durable and protected creature...

[apollos-boyfriend]

as the person who sent the original mcytblr confession as a joke after being a captainsparklez viewer for a decade and knowing damn well he got himself fixed like a shelter dog: lmao

[quietlyblooms]

i really am at the point where most of you could grab chiyo and smush her together with your muse and i’d go nice :) let’s cook something up :)

[blood-starved-beast]

Do you think Nemesis fantasizes about being the Knight to Melinoe's Princess and being quest-given to fight Chronos for her or something. Then she sees Melinoe out on the Run somewhere covered in blood and bruises and such and it fills her with unfathomable rage.

[serendipizzy79]

Last minute resist Durge ending part 2

A very, very large alcoholic drink.

From ruling the realms to half a city, Minty is still happy.

Whut? Minty and The Emperor?

On this completion, I can see how some people think that the Emperor is a good guy and you should go along with him. He's not stealing the crown and wanting to slaughter the world, is he? Not like some main characters I could mention....

So you're not sure if he's actually any more sincere here, so you can take it either way. Especially if, like me, you've never played anything with Illithids in before, so you have no preconceptions. After all, you met Omeluum, and he's alright for a mindflayer too, right? It's only if you question the Emperor you find out the depths of his manipulation. I don't know if that changes the dialogue here, Nemesis was friendly with him as it suited her purposes and she liked the additional Illithid powers.

[kyliafanfiction]

It is somewhat surreal to have just started Dreadnought by April Daniels, and also still be neck-deep in Worm, because while both stories engage with superhero tropes in an original world but one that is obviously and even incredibly referential to and in conversation with their source media...

They do it in very different ways, and my god the tone is so different. Worm is good, for all that I have a lot of complaints about it, but it has a very specific flavor, and Dreadnought... Dreadnought does not have that flavor. At all.

[solovesolveig]

encountering  :   @nemcesis

mission zone  :   mansão  umbra

power play  :   📼

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[freewillacquired]

The moment the creature responded to his attempt at calling a name familiar to him, Nemesis felt happy that, apparently, it really was Eight. How on earth had they gotten right here, right now, in the middle of the entire city going to hell? Had they been deployed, or had they escaped yet again? Nemesis had so many questions, and he was glad to see that Eight was still alive.

However, a bit of terror set in as it suddenly dawned on him that Eight might not be the same anymore. If Nemesis had been changed into... whatever the hell he was supposed to be now, then what had been done to Eight? Were they still of sound mind? Or was he about to be jumped and torn apart by a creature who probably outmatched him?

But then... God, to hear them say his name back... Nemesis could have jumped right out of his own mutated skin in joy in that moment, for all the relief he felt. "Yesss!" he responded. "It's ne!" He took a couple steps closer as well. "Are you... o-kay?" he asked, first and foremost being concerned for the friend he'd made under such dire circumstances that night in the Hive.

@freewillacquired - continued from here

At the sound of their name, Eight cocked their head - their body still rigid and poised for a fight - yet... it was clear they were listening. Something was different about him compared to everything else that prowled the streets, though what it was, they couldn't tell. It was more than just his ability to speak and his intelligence. That alone made it clear he was more than just another monster, but they couldn't recall Umbrella having once used any for their experiments.

Wait.

Slowly, Eight uncoiled the tension from their body as they cautiously eased their stance, and lifted their head as breathed in his scent deeply. He smelled like everything else in the damned city, but... now that they were looking for something that made him different, they caught it.

He smelled human beneath everything else.

They stared at him, unable to ignore the flare of hope in their chest. {Matt?} they said, though their electrolarynx crackled from damage caused by recent skirmishes. Now more curious, although still just as cautious, Eight took a few slow steps forward with the thought of a fight far from their mind. Was it Matt? They had lost him trying to escape... however long ago that was, now. But Umbrella had been experimenting on him. Was... was his form the result of it?

{You are familiar.} They clicked their teeth together - a lighter sound compared to the earlier snapping. {Is it you?}

[freewillacquired]

"are we family?"

@mould-girl

@mould-girl

Nemesis looked down at the odd girl, his single blue eye blinking. Did... did this child think he was somehow related to her? That was both sad and confusing. His head canted. "No..." he replied. "I don't... think so. Are you... lost?" he asked. "What's... your nane?"