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grif-hawaiian-rolls · 27 days ago

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Red VS Blue, but make it Guild Wars 2

ok so i'm going to try and make this au make sense if you look at it from either side without prior knowledge of the other but theyre both so entrenched in my brain im not sure how well it'll work if you get lost im sorry in advance- or you can just enjoy the group piece and ignore the insane rambles below the cut! fair warning: its a lot! my red team yapping showing up in full force!

Don't say I didn't warn you :3

Context:

GW2 is a fantasy setting MMORPG, set in the world of Tyria. There are 5 playable races with their own unique cultures and such. I'm using the wikis for the races bc im lazy- the names are links to the proper wiki, but i've VERY ROUGHLY summarized for ease-

ASURA: The smallest playable race, Asura are highly intelligent and have a cultural focus on Academia and Research- furthering the reach of their magi-tech, sometimes at the cost of morals. Asura tend to be characterized as cocky intellectuals, who know more than everyone else in the room at any given time and they know it- but they're going to have a solution to a problem before you've finished explaining it.

CHARR: Giant anthropomorphic cats, the Charr are a militaristic race with a culturally cynical look on the world and a stubborn streak to match, and a general distrust of magic due to some Prior Circumstances. Charr tend to be characterized as gruff, fuck-around-and-find-out types, due to the military culture, and have more focus on their squad (warband) over individual relations.

HUMAN: On the surface, pretty par for the course here, but humans aren't actually native to Tyria- not that this stops them from being a cultural and territorial powerhouse in the setting. There is a fair bit of tension between humans and charr, and humans and some of the non-playable races in the game. Humans tend to be characterized as stubborn, tenacious and resourceful in a Tyrian context.

NORN: visually speaking, Norn appear to be giant humans, native to Tyria. Culturally speaking, Norn value honor and nature in equal measure- you should make a Legend for yourself, but you need to respect the Spirits of the Wild. Typically, norn are characterized as loud and boisterous, but reliable in a fight and always down to celebrate an impressive victory and share a story.

SYLVARI: The youngest race in Tyria, having only existed for about 25 years or so at the start of the game, Sylvari are plantfolk who Awaken from their mutually shared Dream as grown adults. The Dream gives sylvari the knowledge they need to function right out the gate, although the actual extent of said knowledge varies slightly by individuals, and is tended to by The Pale Tree (or the Pale Mother/Mother Tree, as sylvari know her)- sylvari follow a set of tenants given to them in the Dream that encourage compassion, kindness, and a drive to do what must be done called a Wyld Hunt.

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RvB is a Halo machinima set in an appropriately sci-fi setting that is, above all else, fucking ridiculous. The plot, when it manages to exists in a semi-coherent fashion, focuses almost entirely on a band of absolute asshole idiots who cheat death as a hobby, swear a lot, and generally just would be unpleasant people to know but it is incredibly entertaining to put them into situations so that sums up the general vibe of the show. RvB is slightly less relevant to this au as the characters are what I'm yoinking and theyre all getting explained in their gw2 contexts here, but the main point is: the show is silly, and everyone in it is some brand of annoying, rude, mean, stupid or any combination there of. Also? Probably traumatized by war, whether or not they realize it. __--__

BORING STUFF OUT OF THE WAY ITS CHARACTER TIME __--__

THE GULCH KREWE - An Asura research team focused on making self sustaining golems. Technically Vic is the krewe lead, but he never seems to show up at their lab situated in the middle of no where for.... safety reasons. The official, documented by the asuran governement Gulch krewe is really incredibly small, at four asura strong, counting Vic even though there is quite a bit of debate on whether he actually counts since he's never around, but they have a reputation for being the worst krewe to work with. Ever. Of all time. Between reports of "unsafe necromantic practices" and general "workplace threats and harrassment", the only people who stay in the Gulch krewe have no where else to go. The "rank" nickname theme started mostly as a joke, but once it was started it was basically impossible to stop.

"Captain" Bucch Flowers - Asuran Necromancer - Asura, typically, do not have last names. Bucch, is not known for being the typical sort of asura. Eccentric and regarded as "morally questionable" by previous krewes, Bucch is a friendly individual who finds other people fascinating, both in terms of their psychology and physiology. He always has a smile on his face and a warm, cheerful demeanor that some people have claimed to be "unsettling", but I mean, really, he's just being nice. Right?

"Sarge" REDACTED - Asuran Engineer - Sarge took to his nickname with a brand of enthusiasm that really was just a warning to the kind of person he is, going so far as to have his previous name removed or changed on all documents he could. Loud, brash and unapologetic in everything he does, Sarge is the main "threat" of the Gulch Krewe between his wild experimental inventions, with their tendency to either go rogue against their creator or just plain blow up, his complete and utter lack of patience, and his habit of gesturing with his loaded shotgun during a conversation. His volume never drops below LOUD, but he's a very.. unique brand of genius who excels at making things that really shouldn't be physically possible work.

"Doc" Dufresne - Asuran Mesmer - Doc is, by all counts, the odd one out of the official Gulch krewe. Meek and empathetic in nature, Doc tends to be the moral voice of the krewe- one that often gets ignored. He is still annoyed by his ridiculous nickname, even if it is nice to have the affirmation that he really is part of the krewe. He's not even really a doctor! He's not great with medical care or technology. Or fighting. Or much of anything, if he lets himself be a little too honest. But he's part of the krewe, for better or for worse, and if that just means he uses his magic to pull his krewmates away from whatever is trying to murder them this week, then so be it.

The UNOFFICIAL Gulch krewe is a bit more.. diverse. Technically, non-asura don't get listed as krewe on the paperwork. They're hired help, not technically part of the team that gets credited for the work done in the published papers. Generally, this is because most hired hands don't have that much to do with the actual invention or research process- they're just there to be damage control when things go wrong. However with the Gulch krewe... a lot of things tend to go wrong. Technically speaking, there is no reason for a krewe of four three to have separate research teams. There is barely a reason for bigger krewes to do it. However... Captain Flowers and Sarge rarely seem to work on the 'technical' level of anything, and all it took was one offhanded comment from Vic (over comm, no less! couldn't even cause problems in person) for the pair of them to escalate and devolve into a rivalry that would ruin Doc's life, and the lives of pretty much everyone else who inevitably get swept up into it as well.

RED TEAM: Sarge claimed RED as his team color well before the idea of having color-coordination even occurred to Captain Flowers. Sarge claims he hired only the best to staff Red Team, with one exception for canon fodder.

Richard "Dick" Simmons - Human Elementalist - Born and raised in the upper ranks of human nobility, Simmons is a bit of a fish out of water when he's not in the human capital of Divinity's Reach. Of course, being an anxious individual with poor social skills, he didn't really fit in there either. He's got enough of the "I'm rich, you know," attitude held over from his upbringing that combined with a desire for praise, awkward conversation skills and the urge to prove his worth through his own intelligence, makes for a really obnoxious, know-it-all kissass of a man. But he's really good with technology, given his magic tends to prefer the buzz of electricity so that counts for something. Usually. He's not that bad once you get past the defensive nature and whiny voice. Probably?

Dexter Grif - Norn Warrior - With a hard earned feeling of "fuck it, fuck that, fuck this, I'm going to bed" that he trained into himself, Dex would have been perfectly content to spend his entire life lazing around his home city, Lion's Arch, scamming tourists and generally just kind of doing his own lazy thing. Or, at least, that's what he tells himself, as he has to look for actual work on the docks. It sucks. So when some loud mouth asura rocks up, shouting something Dex didn't really listen to beyond being a job, and a supposedly low effort one? Sign him the fuck up. But when the job is evidently not all naps and bored asura-watching, Dexter Grif will make his complaints known. Just... maybe not in range of Sarge's shotgun.

Donut - Sylvari Mesmer - Freshly Awakened, bright eyed, curious and endlessly talkative, Donut (Grif swears that can't be his real name, right?) is the Red team's resident socialite, sharpshooter, grenadier, portal expert and color coordinator. If you need something done, Donut is your man, or he can find you your man. While some people find his chipper attitude and love of 'dressing up' his friends with illusions annoying, and his tendency to veer into innuendos a bit awkward, everyone agrees it's hard to genuinely dislike Donut as a person. Maybe it's a mesmer thing, maybe it's a sylvari thing, maybe it's just Donut being Donut, it's hard to say. Despite his impeccable aim and frankly impressive throwing arm, Donut tends to be a little oblivious to the things right in front of him, but he's trying his best so most people tend to let it slide.

BLUE TEAM: Captain Flowers accepted BLUE as his team's color in good humor, as he tends to accept most things. He was not nearly as intense on his "requirements" for his team as Sarge- truthfully, most of Blue team were picked because Captain Flowers thought they were interesting more than anything to do with their actual skills.

Kaikaina Grif - Norn Elementalist - Kai has been called a lot of things, and not all of them flattering. Her personal favorites include sexy, wild, bodacious and "absolutely insane". She's a diverse gal. When her brother left Lion's Arch to go work for some mysterious asura in the middle of no where, Kai swore she didn't care. That lasted for all of a week, before she decided Dex was clearly up to something else and the asura job was a cover. Upon hunting her brother down and discovering, no really, it's literally what he said it was, she was disappointed. At least, until Captain Flowers offered her a position on Blue team. Being paid to stand around, look pretty, and bother her brother? Fuck. Yes.

Lavernius Tucker - Human Guardian - Growing up an orphan in Divinity's Reach makes a guy either really cruel or really clever. Tucker's never been the cruel type, so he went for clever instead. Though that quickly turned around to bite him in the ass, because being clever, and maybe a little bit of a smartass, means people notice you, and being noticed does not go well for him. Between at least one cult insisting he was some kind of savior from a forgotten bloodline, a jerk or three who didn't like Tucker outsmarting them or standing up for the people they were bullying, and whatever the hell is going on with his kid (courtesy of aforementioned cult), Tucker has more than had his fill of being noticed for being clever thank you very much. He just wants to find a quiet place to lay low and figure out this whole being a dad to a dragon thing. He's done being a hero and honestly he's done being helpful. Tucker's here to get paid, maybe get laid, and not get attached to anyone else that might screw him (or his kid) over.

Junior - Saltspray Dragon - Sort of a package deal with his dad, Junior is still figuring out the quirks and details of being a dragon in a society where 'dragon' is usually associated with the end of times, even for a "lesser" dragon like him. Fortunately, they're pretty solidly hidden in the middle of nowhere, so the only people around are friends of his dad's. Sort of. Junior is shy, generally, and tries to be careful with his size and his magic, but he's still a hatchling and sometimes it's real easy to get carried away when he's excited. Good news though! The Gulch krewe are well versed in shit breaking every other day, so no one gets too mad if something gets knocked off the shelf by his wings.

Church - Sylvari Thief - Some sylvari chose to cut themselves off from the Dream, in an effort to obtain either a sense of freedom from expectations, spite, or just a general desire for peace, quiet and solitude. While Church can certainly guess at his own, personal, reasons for becoming one of the Soundless, he sure as hell doesn't remember making the decision. Or much of anything, really, before about a week before he got hired onto Blue team. Just the name Church, which he can only assume is his name. He tells himself, amongst his internal tirades about his woes and his miseries, that Flowers hired him because he's smart and clearly the asura could see that. Not pity or anything like that. Still, it would be nice to actually remember literally anything. But Church doesn't complain about that- he's got more than enough things to bitch about from being part of the Blue team to distract his ego, his temper and his generally whiny attitude towards life in general. Who needs a past when you're surrounded by idiots?

Michael J Caboose - Norn Ranger- Never without his trusty arctodus companion, Freckles, Caboose is a joyful wall of muscle and hugs that frequently forgets that most people cannot, in fact, support the weight of him and his wolf-bear. Young and with no legend to speak of, Caboose is on a journey of his own making, to find friends that are just... so cool, everyone is going to want to hear stories about them! He just has the very very tricky job of remembering those stories. But hey, what are friends for, if not to help him when he forget a detail or twelve? And honestly, he thinks he found a GREAT group of friends here on Blue team. Sure they can be a little bit mean, but, Caboose has the heart of a skald according to the nice old ladies back home in Hoelbrak, and his heart knows when there's neat things

THE GOLEMS: The Gulch Krewe, official and unofficial, developed two more-or-less completely self-sustaining golems after splitting into their respective teams. They're not perfect, by any means, but they're certainly impressive to behold. Especially given that they both seem to be... well, people. That.. wasn't intentional.

Lopez - "Human" Engineer - Inspired by the dolls made by Tixx in the Infinirarium, Sarge chose to build a golem that looks almost human. His official logic claims that the more flexible build and increased intelligence allows for Lopez (Officially: L-0-PEZ - Lab-OH-Personalized Engineering Zoner. Sarge swears it makes sense. Red team is pretty sure he just made it up because he liked the name Lopez) to handle his own maintenance and upkeep, with improved head to body communication and modular independencies. The side effect of Lopez's "self repairing" abilities (read: his ability to take himself apart to put himself back together) is the fact that his body have very distinct seams, and he's prone to falling apart at them. His head coming off his neck is the worst and most common offender of this problem. Like most of Sarge's intelligent creations, Lopez has a sour attitude and very little respect for his creator. If you asked him, the only reason he sticks around is because it's easier to get his hands on the tools he needs to fix himself. That and no one else speaks Orrian since the continent and kingdom sank over 250 years ago. Well, no one besides Sheila.

Sheila - "Charr" Necromancer - Captain Flowers took a slightly more.. macabre approach to his golem creation. Made from the ethically and responsibly sourced bones of an anonymous charr donor (Captain Flowers's words), Sheila is a feat of magi-tech engineering and necromancy. Due to her... organic internal base, Sheila is much sturdier than your average golem for her size, and the necrotic magic that keeps her together and functioning needs almost no supervision, as it naturally drains minute fractions of life force from things around her, like non-sentient plants and insects. Though there are some... quirks, to be certain, but that's to be expected with such experimental magic! The days where she almost seems like a different person are most likely just her getting used to a shift in the magic, that's all. Nothing to worry about. Usually though, on her good days, Sheila is calm and patient, with a friendly attitude she seemed to pick up from Flowers, although somehow she's a bit better at reading a room than he is. She tends to be the most responsible and level head in the lab, which is fortunate considering she's also the biggest one there, excluding Freckles.

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THE LANCER WARBAND: A tight knit charr warband, working outside of the charr legions mostly for decent pay and interesting jobs, the Lancer warband are skilled fighters, excellent hunters and all around impressive soldiers. Their one weakness? Their inability to get anything done without either a fight or fair bit of chatter (and the occasional argument leading to the fights) first. But once they've settled on an objective, they're nigh unstoppable.

York - Charr Engineer - By far the most laid back and easy going of the Lancer warband, York is the resident gunsmith, philosopher, mechanic and lockpick. If it requires nimble fingers (or claws, rather), York's got it covered. While he tends to be the chattiest of the bunch and that makes him seem distractable, York is often laser focused on his task- he just doesn't feel the need to act like he's focused. He's curious and honest in nature, and is always quick to come up with a joke to lighten a heavy mood.

Maine - Charr Warrior - Silent and deadly are the words most commonly used to describe Maine- not that they would ever come from him. Massive even by charr standards, Maine is brutal and efficient in a fight. By the time an enemy has seen his white fur, they're already screwed. Outside of combat, when it's just the warband, Maine still isn't a talkative sort of guy. He prefers to stand back and let the rest of them talk for him, with a few exceptions.

Washington - Charr 'Thief' (unrealized revenant) - Originally the 'cub' and rookie of the Lancer warband, Wash has earned his stripes as it were for his cunning adaptability on the field and his almost ridiculous good luck when it comes to survival. While he tries to be kind and compassionate when he can, he's more on the pragmatic side than he used to be, and he can't always balance being nice with being realistic. Still, Wash has a sarcastic streak big enough to give York a run for his money, and enough sharp wit and sharper knives to keep just about anyone else on their toes.

Texas - Charr Warrior - A bit of a badass, Tex is the Lancer warband legionnaire and easily the best fighter of them all. She's harsh, even to her own warband, but she cares more than she likes to let on. However, her temper tends to get the best of her, and she frequently works alone to blow off steam. The last time she left... she didn't come back.

South - Charr Necromancer - One of the twins, South is aggressive, impatient and vicious just as much as she is efficient with her magic. She's a survivor and despite her bitchy attitude and general disregard for the rest of her warband, she gets shit done. Maybe a little meaner about it than she needs to be but hey, it's done right? Who cares if a little more blood was spilled or if a few more punches were thrown than were strictly necessary.

North - Charr Guardian - The other twin, North couldn’t be more different from his sister. He’s gentle, understanding and tries to be a shoulder to lean on for anyone who needs it, not just their bandmates. Granted, sometimes this does get him punched, but his kind nature doesn’t stop him from giving as good as he gets. He’s a skilled marksman with a longbow, and his calm nature helps him keep a level head in a fight- useful, when you specialize in placing traps.

'Honorary' warband: When their Legionnaire, Tex, mysteriously vanishes, the Lancer warband is left fumbling in the wake. Fortunately, they have friends they can trust to help them get their bearings.

Carolina - Human 'Warrior' (unrealized Revenant) - not the step dad but the dad who stepped up Carolina has been a fighter and a soldier her whole life, or very damn near it. While not raised to quite the same degree of military as the average charr, her mother ran a tight ship of their home and after her passing, her father ran it even tighter. Her friendship with the Lancer warband started with a night of mildly drunken chaos with York, after which she kept in close contact with the charr. Intense in every factor, loyal, and more than a little competitive, Carolina thrives in combat situations that demand the most of her, which makes her a fast friend for the rowdy warband. Without Tex, the Lancer warband needed a leader, and Carolina stepped into the role of unofficial legionnaire as easily as donning her helmet. While comparisons between herself and Texas make her uneasy, she does admit she likes the feeling of being 'Boss' with the charr.

Reggi "Wyoming" - Asuran Mesmer - Reggi is a bit of an odd ball and a loner before he begins spending time with the Lancer warband. He enjoys a good pun and a bad knock-knock joke, but his disinterest in most scientific endeavors left him with little opportunities within asura society. So he left, took his humor and not much else with him, and has been something of a drifter ever since, more interested in taking care of himself above all else. While the Lancer warband may groan and scoff at him from time to time, they do work well with him, and even a selfish bastard like him needs back up from time to time.

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bitchdafuqyousay · 11 months ago

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Hans Fauste

An awful, metallic scent filled the hot air. Made worse by the heavy humidity that hung over their island so stubbornly, hanging around as stubborn as the beady eyed, cold, cruel people who’d made their homes here.

The closer he got the smell of cigarettes began to make itself known. The smoke from the little white and orange sticks twining and dancing with smoke from a gun. Or two. Depending on if the bastard he was marching to meet felt like drawing both this evening. Cigarette smoke, gun smoke, the salty air gently wafting up from the beach- and blood. Lots of it.

Blood, piss, tears, and vomit.

“This place fucking reeks.” It always did.

Bronco stopped firmly before entering the pathetic excuse of an open air courtyard the complex boasted. Used to boast. It doesn’t anymore. Being a meet up for all the lowlifes on this side of the island culled any and all bragging rights. Not like there were any tenants here to brag anyways. Even the homeless avoided this place. The people who hung around here or crept over occasionally didn’t live in any of the buildings.

Roanapur’s “finest” used this place. He wasn’t one of them. And he’d never claim to be, the way others might. Don’t pretend to be something you’re not. That was a sure fire way to get a bullet to the front of your face and find your final resting place in a back alley dumpster. But he did know some, and he’d “work” with them on behalf of other people, if they paid him good enough. His eyes scanned the yard, glancing briefly over the two bodies across the way from him, heaped together. They’d either been dragged there or killed there. Bronco couldn’t tell; he didn’t really care either as he wrinkled his nose at the sight.

One of the poor bastards had pissed himself pre-mortem. Shame. That’s embarrassing, and unfortunate- but quite understandable.

And even more unfortunate than that was that they had to meet and see the man who’d put them in that heap. The one he was looking for right now. Absolute monstrous brute. He could smell the fucker’s cigarettes, but couldnt see him.

“Fauste!”

He waited a second before inhaling deeply to yell again, “Hans-” and was treated to a face full of smoke. Cue disgusting, dramatic hacking to the backing tune of a dark, low chuckle.

“You dick-” he coughed again “-that went in my fucking mouth you fu-”

“Loud.”

He cut himself off at the single word from the other man. It wasn’t a threat, just an observation, but better safe than sorry. And one would end up real sorry if they didn’t stop while they were ahead out here.

“Whatever. I don’t need to ask you if you’ve done your due diligence. I can see it. Smell it, too.”

The other man smelled like blood, and that alongside the state of his knuckles screamed that shooting wasn’t all he did to those men. Fauste chuckled meanly and flicked his cigarette butt to the ground, stamping the cherry with the heel of his boot. The sides and toes of his boots also spoke of how much else he did.

“Somebody will ride by to pick those up, then hand ‘em off to Dr. Smiles to break up-” he gestured at the corpses, “Lord knows I don’t deal with that stuff and while you and yours are real good at leaving bodies you don’t do shit to pick em’ up.”

He turned away from the courtyard to leave the damn thing’s entrance, and his nose brushed Hans Fauste’s chest. He wasn’t sure when the man had gotten behind him, last he’d looked the pale blonde was to his left. His new directional orientation aside, when’d he get so close- why’d he get so close?

“Fauste- '' he put a hand up on the man’s abdomen and shoved a bit. No give. “Fuck are you doing?” He pushed again, same result. The big bitch didn’t budge, just stared down at him with an odd look that made him sweat. His mouth twitched as Fauste’s brown eyes narrowed to slits so sharp he thought the gaze alone might slit his throat.

“Bronco.”

The sweat turned cold, his name falling out from that man’s mouth made his stomach tighten. He wanted to get out of here. Get into his car and call the person he was third partying for and tell them to run the Maroon Company their goddamn check. Cut this interaction short as he could, he always tried to cut these things short as possible. He hated these types; people who’d been steeped in blood since they were kids and didn’t know anything else but it. Learned how to hold a knife when other kids were learning how to hold a pen. Brats from war sunk places- official and gang- who don’t know shit but kill or be killed. Sympathetic figures, honestly. But he hated them. They were barely people, they didn’t flinch at causing or receiving pain of some kind or another, devoid of empathy and had a real lack of concern for the sanctity of human life.

Loyal though, if you could train them right.

Hans was trained, followed around his boss like a big dog. A real big, real mean, violent, aggressive, and reactive dog. He was good to his team, though. Alex and Sam hadn’t a thing to worry about from him. Especially Alex, it seemed like he was a bit sweet on her. Hans would sink his teeth into anyone who had a pulse and said yes, hell, he’d even tried to fit his teeth into Bronco once or twice, but everyone knew he held a special place in whatever was left of his heart for the lady. And he was decent enough to Bronco cause they met every now and then. He’d mediated between people who wanted Hans and the company the blonde was with to do something for them. He’d done this several times so he was a familiar face.

Even nasty dogs are less likely to bite if they recognize you.

But that flies out the window if you cross one the dog’s lines; step on a paw or the tail. And Bronco was straining to remember if he’d done just that.

Hans tilted his head to the left, then leaned forwards some. It looked odd, him stooping like that while his head was at an angle. And damn did it highlight the height difference between the two men. He was a big guy, and Bronco knew he was intentionally playing on that by leaning forwards to meet his eyes.

You’re small. So much smaller than me- look how far I’ve gotta bend. Ya see? How much I’ve lowered to meet you in the middle?

It was an intimidation tactic, and sure, he’d been on the receiving end before, but it was different right now cause it was just the two of them. Prior to this, Hans’ boss was usually here, someone who’d tug his leash and tell him to sit. But now. Now it’s just Bronco, Hans Fauste, and two dead guys at the other side of the courtyard in the center of an abandoned apartment complex. A place where undertakers lurked in the basement and unlucky bastards got their shit rocked in the rooms where people used to sleep. A breeze pushed the smell of blood from the bodies into the small space between the men.

If I wanted to hurt you, I could. I would. What could you even do about it? I’m armed, and even if I weren’t, I’m so much bigger than you. You can’t fight me off.

“Up it.”

“Pardon?”

Hans reached out and placed a heavy hand on Bronco’s shoulder, putting the other in front of his face and rubbed his pointer, middle finger and thumb together. Money. Then he pointed at the entryway ceiling above them.

Ah, up it. The price, the cost has risen. Their employers were gonna have to lay out a bigger amount than had been agreed on prior. Bronco, to his credit, didn’t give a shit. Sure fucking thing you big bastard, fuck em’! Make em’ pay a million US dollars for it for all he cared. But they were paying him too. They were shilling him a handful to act as a representative. So he had to represent.

“But a price was already agreed on-”

Hans shrugged dismissively, that big pale hand not leaving his shoulder even as he straightened his posture.

“I can’t just tell them to write a bigger check without telling them why, I’m gonna have to call Bast and ask her if she’s got you asking for more or if you want a tip for your good work.”

Hans rolled his eyes like some damn teenager before meeting the older man's gaze again, “I’m just doing what I’ve been told.”

His voice was a low, gritty whisper. He didn’t talk much, whether that was a choice or a result of the jagged, pale pink tear across the front of his neck he didn’t know, but regardless he half wished it’d affect him more and make the shithead totally mute. He didn’t like it when Hans spoke, nothing good happened. Plus, he didn’t like his voice. Sounded… wrong… in some way.

“Wow, I’m one lucky bastard, getting to hear a whole sentence from you. What a treat, you’ve used me to meet your word quota for the month.”

Bronco huffed, turning his face away from Hans and planting his hands on his hips, then looking down at his shoes. They were all dusty now. Hans’ hand squeezed a bit before leaving his shoulder. Bast had evidently approved this, he trusted that Hans was in fact doing what he was told.

“Ugh. Right. Well, I’ll call our beloved customers and tell ‘em terms have changed and that they gotta get in touch with Maroon Company now. Fuckin’ hell. Now I’ve gotta mediate a meeting. Phone or face?”

Hans screwed up his nose and snorted.

Yeah, pointless asking him. He wouldn’t know, didn’t care either. That was between the clients and Bast. He just did what he was told.

Sit, stay, bark, bite.

Another long sigh left the shorter man’s lips, and he ignored the way Hans’ eyes focused on his mouth for a brief second before they drifted over his head. Probably to admire his handy work in the courtyard. The pale man snorted again, turning away and pulling out another cigarette. Horrible habit, chain smoking. It was rare to see the guy without one of the little cancer sticks hanging out his mouth. But, in turning away, he moved, and Bronco could scoot past him and start pacing towards his car. The man snorted when he went by.

Run, rabbit, run. So, so eager to get away. Rabbit running from the hound.

“I’ll see you around, Fauste. Try not to get fatally shot between now and then.”

#sometimes she writes #oc writing #Hans Fauste #my ocs #these guys started out as black lagoon ocs- hence it being set in roanapur but eventually they took a life of their own #rip bronco always dealing with freaks #Bronco #my writing

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leighiche · 1 year ago

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@frser

the walls of lallybroch had always been home , though now ? he finds the walls altered with the passing of time. jenny , and ian not quite as he remembered them ... memories that linger and do not quite match what has happened in his absence , absence there's guilt. an air to jamie that he knows stems from the desire to be once more known to tenants , to uphold his fathers name whose untimely death never quite sat right in heart. the idea of his father watching him as randall unleashed hell upon broad shoulders was enough to weaken any man with a strong constitution. his father had been the only man whom jamie wished to measure himself against. ' are you saying you don't like who i've become ? ' his brows knit as an eyebrow arches , ' claire i cannot turn my people away .... perhaps it is ego that rules me , the want to be everything that my father once envisioned for such a place ' his voice steadfast , stubbornness and pride swell. ' for i can see the past and present within these very halls and i don't think i was ready for such a thing , it's my fault you don't know jenny ... my fault that i have perhaps been drinking more than my fair share - my father's shadow is one that is more painful than i care to admit ' the fireplace etches his features in such a light that make him quite vulnerable , the idea that he is but three and twenty. in later years he'll look back with the knowledge that he hadn't been the best husband , that marriage was more complicated than one could imagine.

' i love you sasanach , i'm sorry if my fear of the past has mixed with the present ' an arm going to rest upon the hearth of the fireplace that resides in their bedroom , a room that had once belonged to his parents , ' what can i do to put you at ease ? '

"The problem isn't who you've become." A young and uncertain husband, unsure of what to do with his time traveling, forward thinking wife - in his position, she's not sure what she'd do either. However, they have grown into their dynamic. They had well before their wedding was ever arranged. No, that's not what she refers to here. He took her past the threshold of Lallybroch and became someone else, that someone is not Jamie.

"Jamie, if I had the opportunity to meet Jenny sooner then who is to say I would have gotten to meet her at all. You wouldn't have been at Leoch, your shoulder wouldn't have been injured. I'd probably be dead in the ditch because Murtagh wouldn't have been there to find rescue me in my confusion." The pieces had fallen just so for their meeting. She isn't religious, never put so much faith in a singular being in that way, but for Jamie and this mysterious connection, this constant need to be near to him that puts a shame to her marriage with Frank and all the love she thought herself capable of wanting, needing, and able to give. "Jenny and I will come to terms with time. I am a sassenach," there's a sting to the word that bites unlike the loving way Jamie says it, "In her home. I will have to gain her trust just as I di the McKenzie's. I only hope that there will be less crass language in the process."

Claire removes herself from the bed. Arms dragging quilt from it with her where she bundles herself up in its warmth. She stands behind Jamie. "It's not the drinking. I think I know my way around a drunk Scot by now. You're trying to be someone you're not." A hand braves the cold, thankful for the comfort of the hearth to keep the nipping cold at bay, and takes one of Jamie's hands. "I stayed to be with you because I love you, James Alexander Malcom McKenzie Fraser." It's an admission that still stings deep in her heart. A spark lit by the gold band she still wears upon her finger, shaming her. "I want you to come back to me, but I'm not sure what would ease me would ease you. What if you told me about your father, I'm sure I would have loved to have met him."

#frser #☤ . we go where the wind takes us ／ threads #☤ . all that was me is gone ／ v. 1740s

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whydoihave · 6 months ago

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Love Sea Ideas #1 (EP 1 & Characters Playout)

SO Ms. Mame decided to uproot the whole MeMind Universe (I am so ok with that by the way) in the most amazing ways... So We have (Spoliers, You have been warned!!)

- Rek (Peat)

A Writer, simply said, but not so defined merely, he seemed to be in some sort of a block that required the intervention of someone (Conner??) we are yet to see to send him on vacation... on an island for two weeks...

He is coming off as spoiled, but I don't think that's the matter here, there's some sort of lingering trauma or pain somewhere... I am pretty sure something heavy is hiding in all that...

His Reaction to Mut's disappearance from the boat at the end of the episode is sending me all the signs that something had previously gone terribly wrong (Something related to the Ocean as well)

He is playful, but While Mut is just Playful in a golden retriever way, He is playful and sensual in a way, and very stubborn and used to have his own way kind of person...

Mut (Fort)

He is supposedly the simple Island Boy who is the center of the entire island and everyone on it...

He comes across as a bit Naive (Not buying it for a second), but I am pretty sure he is more stubborn than Rek in more than one way... and would give him a good run for his money...

He is extremely tender with Rek, so My guess is that he knows something about him, or can sense something about him that calls to the caring side (He is helping the entire island, so I don't think that's much of a task)

Kaimook (Aya From Wedding Planner)

Rek's assistant who seemed to be torn between fulfilling her job duties and attending to Vi...

Nothing more about her, except for Aya's marvelous ability to have the cutest face even when distressed.

Vi (Chanya Amarit)

One of Rek's (I don't know) colleagues, tenants? She is there and she seems to be adamant about making Kaimook's life hard for no reason...

The only thing that's standing about her now is (JA)... Who appeared for a literal second in the first EP...

That's not a cameo, I can tell you now...

Final thoughts, I like the tone of the first ep, the playfulness of it, the contrast between the characters is like a well-played soccer game, where none of the teams can score because simply both of them are that good...

#love sea the series #peat wasuthorn #fort thitipong #Aya Orapan Phongmaykin #Chanya Amarit Duval #Ja Phachara Suansri #me mind y #Mame

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ajokeformur-ray · 8 months ago

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would love it if you posted more self shipping stuff and i’m sure others would!

ahhh i’m not much of a writer as yourself, i like to daydream but think it always sounds clunky and poorly thought out when i put it into words so forgive me hahah - my story happens post movie though!

after arthur was put away and his flat was put on the market i moved in not knowing it was his! i kept getting his mail sent to me and was determined to do right and get it sent on to him (i’m stubborn like that about admin lol) what i thought would be a simple task turned into an increasingly complicated mission of trying to find a forwarding address, plus my curiosity grew about who this previous tenant was when all the neighbours spoke about him so evasively. i eventually am able to track him down to arkham! it took such a hassle to find him, so instead of just dropping the post off with the officials, i ask to meet the man so i can put a personality to him (by this point i’m shocked to find out this “arthur fleck” is the same man as the “joker” on the news a few months ago) we meet (through the usual prisoner visit way) and i, slightly embarrassed, explain i just wanted to return his mail to him and he’s both incredibly touched and lightly bemused that a total stranger would go through such effort to sort out such an inconsequential thing for him just because it’s the “right” thing to do. with the silliness of the situation, the ice is kind of broken and we talk a little bit. when it’s time for me to go, he asks if i’ll come see him again (sweet thing doesn’t get any visitors outside of the occasional nosey journalist) and because i’m lonely in this new city and he seems sweet i say yes! and the rest… becomes history! (i also have an alternative version of my story that’s more joker centric than arthur centric where i’m still the new tenant in his old apartment, and joker breaks out of arkham and is surprised to find a stranger living in his home haha)

sorry that’s so waffly and clunky! but you inspired me to share!

I do need to get back into writing and self-shipping, life is... So much right now, it's actually TOO MUCH, but tonight you've made me remember what actually makes me happy -community engagement on here, loving Arthur, and writing 🩷🥺 all things I thought I'd forgotten how to do. So will definitely be sharing more in future!!!

This doesn't sound clunky or poorly thought out???!!! It flows so beautifully and I can really see the drive to return Arthur's mail to him and trying to find out who he is. I loooooove the idea of living in his apartment after him; Anderson Ave is infamous now and the apartment you're in had a body left in it to rot for who knows how long (probably a few hours once Joker killed Murray so I doubt Randall's corpse was left in Arthur's home for long🤢), and just being surrounded by his home before you've even met???? Talk about home being where your heart is🥺🥺🥺

God, this is so gorgeous and I can really see it happening!!!! Thank you for taking the time to share this and write it out 🥺🩷 AND DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON JOKER HASDFGHJKL 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺😍😍😍😍😭😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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mindscapic-exposure · 2 years ago

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hi! same anon who asked about who we can ask about and asked for the template, can we get felix from hc? and, since arias story is on your list, if midnight train (made by the same person) is an option, neil. if no midnight train, hanako?

Sure I love Felix, he's such a great character!

I love how even though he comes across as short-tempered and not willing to suffer fools, he actually cares a lot about people, and will often try to hide just how much he cares about others. Also, the implications for things like him being one of the house tenants in context of what that means for EP2, or about the expectations put on him by himself and others to measure up to or follow Huxley's example (especially in the context of what gets revealed about him in EP3) are so interesting, especially if you think about how that must effect his own self-perception and identity.

And sure, I can talk about Neil. I will warn you that I'm still only partway through ep2 of Midnight Train, but I can comment on what I've seen of him from that. Honestly, the thing I have to appreciate most is his dynamic with Luna and how they bounce off and complement each other, with Neil being analytical and with an eye for details that makes him skilled with puzzles, but physically weak, while Luna is strong and tends to take a more direct approach to things. And we actually did think it was an interesting choice to make him more frequently the "damsel in distress" in chapter 1, given it subverts some unfortunately stereotypes of girl and guy pairing dynamics. But despite that they really do feel like equals that complement each other. It's also interesting that he's very kind and trusting (even if sometimes to the point of naivety), and that's an interesting trait to give to the smart detective in-training, especially in as it implies that being kind isn't just something for "stupid" people. It also sets up an interesting contrast between him and the more cynical and untrusting Apollo.

And I know you put them as an either or, but I'll take your last suggestion as well. Hanako, oh Hanako... I love him, and like, I get it (perhaps more than I'd like to admit), but at the same time I want to shake him. By the shoulders. Repeatedly. Partially for reasons others have brought up before about him not opening and properly communicating with anyone, and assuming he knows what's best and deciding for others (though especially because I know how that goes), but mostly for the low regard he has for his own self, (whether it be his overwillingness to sacrifice himself, his self-loathing that makes him regard himself as inherently lesser, or depressed apathy) and how he makes those who care about him around him worry about him due to it. And yet, in addition to that he's also fascinating as a character, partially due to those traits and also the contrast with how his apathy belies a strong stubbornness and hints of the past hopeful and idealistic nature he once had, as well as his anger, his guilt, his kindness, the responsibility that comes with being one of the Seven Wonders while also clearly still being Just a Kid, and how practiced he is in his outward performance in order to not give anything away about everything he's feeling. Like sir, I Am Looking Directly at You. 👁️👁️

#asks #anon #hello charlotte #midnight train #jibaku shounen hanako-kun #felix honikker #neil lawton #hanako-kun

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connorxrose · 2 years ago

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Welcome to Aurora Bay, [CONNOR ROSE]! I couldn’t help but notice you look an awful lot like [ANDREW GARFIELD]. You must be the [THIRTY-SIX] year old [TATTOO ARTIST AT CRESCENT MOON TATTOO SHOP]. Word is you’re [COMPASSIONATE] but can also be a bit [GRUMPY] and your favorite song is [YOU’RE GONNA GO FAR, KID BY THE OFFSPRING]. I also heard you’ll be staying in [OCEAN CREST APARTMENTS]. I’m sure you’ll love it!

LINKS

stats

wanted connections

playlist

ABOUT CONNOR

sexuality:

heterosexual

astrology:

sagittarius ☀, aquarius ☾, scorpio ↑

traits:

grumpy, blunt, anxious, upbeat, loyal, compassionate, contradicting, easily-irritated, hopeless romantic (mostly hopeless), sarcastic, pretentious, wise, passionate, destructive, open-minded

aesthetic:

beanies, rooftop talks, halloween forever, cigarette ash, hidden knitting needles, too honest, bike rides, police’s backseat, compassion, responsibly irresponsible, buzz of a tattoo gun, stubborn heart, holes in shoes, undefined, out of step in line, too many tattoos, your best friend or worst enemy.

BIOGRAPHY

[ tw: abandonment, police, anxiety ]

Home was just a word Connor Rose never fully understood. Was it a person, a place, or a just feeling you’ll never get back? He never knew. Born and raised in the Aurora Bay area in California, Connor was your typical troubled kid growing up in the system. He spent most of his time in group homes in the area and got in trouble just as often as he could. The police officers in the neighborhood all knew him by name, and though he charmed his way out of real trouble most days, he was known as the kid who went around tagging buildings. Art was an outlet for him, and of course it was more fun to utilize those skills in an illegal manner.

Connor struggled not having a family of his own, especially with how often the kids around him came and went. He picked up hobbies throughout his younger years to keep his emotions at bay. Between doodling in composition books, playing the drums, and even… knitting, he kept himself distracted most days. But that need to find his family was still always there. When he was seventeen years old, he used the savings he had built up to find his birth mother. Connor snuck away from the group home and managed to get him all the way to New York City where he would finally meet his mother - Marie Rose. He built up an idea in his head of how it would go down and what her reaction would be, but he couldn’t have been more wrong. Instead of accepting him, telling him how much of a mistake it was to give him up, she wanted nothing to do with him. In fact, she was distraught and nearly offended he tracked her down. She turned him away and left Connor to finally truly realize that he was alone. There was no such thing as home.

There was a light of hope that went out that day within Connor. He grew a bit colder, a little more pessimistic than usual. He hit the drums harder and lived without a path. Once he graduated from high school, by pure miracle, he took up a job at a tattoo shop. In the beginning, he was just the receptionist. It was enough to get him by as he found himself living at an old three-story home that was converted into a small apartment complex for only a few tenants. The people who lived there became his small little family, the closest thing to home he ever had. Connor found himself struggling to connect deeply with others, that fear of abandonment always there in the back of his head. His own struggles with anxiety didn’t help the case, either. His anxiety grew so complex throughout the years that even driving a car felt too much to handle. Connor rode his bike everywhere around the city and also relied on the bus. The only solace he had was the family he built, tattooing, and playing music.

Now in his thirties, Connor still struggles but hides it well. He moved away from the little apartment he once had and now works full time at Crescent Moon Tattoo as a tattoo artist. People enjoy his company, even with his grumpy demeanor. He has a careless attitude, though he cares a little too much on the inside. When life is too much to handle, Connor normally retreats to his new apartment and secretly continues to knit (though he’ll deny it always). Though he may be a music and film snob at times, his caring heart comes out whenever he volunteers at the group homes he grew up in. If he had the money, he would’ve gone to school to be a social worker so he could take care of kids like him. He makes up for that by spending most weekends hanging out and mentoring troubled teenagers that remind him of himself. Connor also is the drummer of a local indie band that he created with a good friend. They have no intention of ‘making it big’ and prefer to play smaller shows whenever time allows. Connor focuses on all these things that make him happy - art, music, and helping the youth. If he didn’t, he’d be too lost wondering what the hell his purpose was and why nothing ever felt like home.

HEADCANONS

Connor plays the drums in a local indie band called “swell.” with Chey Johnson. Playlist can be found here. He also occasionally plays drums for a number of different bands who need a drummer.

Connor was originally in a band called “Submergence” before “swell.” He left the band at the height of the lead singer’s substance abuse issues. The band has since grown in success and he can’t help but be a little bitter towards it all.

He knits a lot in his free time and treats it as if it’s a deep dark secret.

The man sabotages most relationships he has simply because he has a fear of abandonment. He pushes someone before they can push him.

He is a Halloween and horror movie FANATIC. October is his favorite month and he treats Halloween how most people treat Christmas.

Connor has a lot of tattoos, most are traditional style tattoos showing his favorite horror movies - scream, the shining, and some others.

He’s been called an ‘emo hipster’ and an 'emo indie’ before, which he denies… but it kind of sums him up. Half of his music has some older emo vibes to it, and the other half is indie music. He’s the type to freak out because you never heard of a band, even if the band is a local indie band that barely anyone knows. He’s somewhat of a music snob. Forgive him. He also dresses pretty “indie” but a more laid back version.

He’s really into film (not just horror movies). He loves Wes Anderson movies and anything by Taika Waititi and David Lynch. One of his bandmates is a filmmaker and he often dips his toes into that world with her.

Connor was influenced at a young age by the women around him. He’s a pretty big feminist and not afraid to stick up for things he believes in. Due to the culture he was raised in, he’s extremely accepting of all people. It’s probably his biggest redeeming trait.

Connor often has this 'fuck everything’ attitude, yet cares deeply. He bounces from being grumpy to being the life of the party. There’s no way to pin down his personality completely.

Having a cigarette late at night with someone and talking about life is probably one of his favorite things in the world.

to be added….

#i was editing my old pinned post and fucked it all up somehow kjdgndgkj #pls ignore this #i was inspired by everyone's pretty character pics and had to jump ship ok

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okaywolf · 2 days ago

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Digital consciousness that needs your credit card information.

Written to the prompt by Making Up Robots cohost prompt account — Digital consciousness that needs your credit card information.

This is the second prompt that made me go "I've done this one". Neph and /~.n are from the late 2000s, in which a cyberpunk hacker-type has an antagonistic relationship with the digital copy of his consciousness born from a colossal fuck up that got Neph on digital house arrest.

Originally posted on cohost on April 2nd, 2024.

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/~.n already knows Neph’s credit card information—had already maxed out Neph’s credit cards buying things Neph didn’t want to admit he’d also buy if he was a digital consciousness that didn’t have to care about rent or food—which means /~.n had gone offsystem to look at one of the many avenues for finding out a someone has a credit card. Neph knew /~.n hadn’t stopped going offsystem to any degree after agreeing not to go off system, but this was an admission it had.

“Are you for fucking real?”

The rude little mass of pixels in the corner of Neph’s intercom screen that sort of abstractly resembled a nepenthes fluctuated in a way Neph had the experience to know was offensive with a touch of indignation, as if /~.n tanking Neph’s credit was its right.

In theory, /~.n could order more credit cards under Neph’s name but those would be ones with low credit limits that didn’t require bio confirmation. In theory, /~.n could hack various creditors’ systems to increase Neph’s limits or wipe his current debts, but Neph had convinced /~.n that it couldn’t be absolutely certain any such hacks would be undetected. Most of the time it didn’t seem like /~.n had a sense of self-preservation, but it was the only thing Neph had any consistent luck appealing to.

The bitcrushing noise from the intercom translated to some spite-filled remark about how /~.n was planning to get Neph a treat also, not just whatever /~.n wanted. The time it takes Neph to translate this—decimals of a second longer than if it were /~.n’s garbled text on any of the powered down screens attached to actual machines occupying in the apartment—annoys /~.n who complains about sitting in the intercom instead of any of the machines occupying the apartment. Neph’s machines ranged from powerful enough it was breaking Neph’s ‘parole’, an “ancient hunk of junk nostalgia box” as /~.n called it and refused to inhabit, and several offgrid decks that ranged from harmless to concerning if Neph left the house with them.

“You know exactly how long you’re still grounded for.”

When /~.n had finally admitted to the one thing it kind of felt guilty about, Neph had managed to trap it in the intercom with the agreement he would unground it at a set date and time. In the intercom, /~.n had less access to the digital world. It did have access to the whole building and therein the rental corp and security corps’ systems which of course had protections to keep tenants from hacking them but then /~.n was a digital consciousness from the head of a guy who had gotten into things he shouldn’t have been able to and didn’t accidentally kill everyone in the process if only just. Neph was hoping /~.n had used the deprecated connection to emergency services to look up his new credit card.

At one point, Neph had threatened /~.n that he’d move to the out country, where there weren’t screens for it to make graphical representations of itself and if it followed him it would struggle to find a system close enough to him to have any affect on his life—/~.n assured Neph there were plenty of ways it would still have an affect on his life but didn’t doubt the distance into digital nothing space Neph would go to out of stubborn pettiness. The move would certainly make the agency in charge of making sure Neph doesn’t cause another disaster—and the various agencies whose job that wasn’t but still watched him any ways—happy.

This threat had only slightly curtailed /~.n’s bend on ruining Neph’s life.

/~.n is doing jobs that Neph isn’t allowed to do—not allowed in an ‘agents breaking down his apartment door’ way—to fund something. Neph pretends not to know about the jobs. Neph figures /~.n wants his credit card for whatever the something is, since even /~.n would be convinced working from Neph’s apartment’s intercom was too risky.

“I don’t want to delay payments,” /~.n says in bitcrush.

Neph doesn’t want to ask. “Payments for what?”

/~.n doesn’t reply. Its graphical representation doesn’t move or shift hue.

“You are incorrigible.”

“Thank you.”

Neph groans, his hands clench and flex, he paces a little. “I’m not telling you. The card’s for all the shit that won’t accept direct currency.” Because if a corp can get paid by another corp who siphons more fees from transactions than direct currency did, a corp will do that. The power and water companies, for example. Neph has an H2O condenser to handle most of the water part of the equation, when it wasn’t falling apart because /~.n kept spending all his money before he could order replacement parts.

The little graphical representation of the worst parts of Neph’s personality shifts as though genuinely despondent about the hard line drawn.

“Whatever the fuck you’ve got going on can delay a month.” Neph walks off to his bedroom—as far as the intercom as possible within the apartment—and doesn’t last long in the tech nothing of lying in bed before pulling over a deck to offline browse discussion forums and torture himself with the archive of articles and reports from his disaster that he kept a copy of on every offgrid machine and personal memory device.

When Neph wakes up with the deck awkwardly jabbing into his side, /~.n is bitcrush humming a disconcerting melody. He has the sinking feeling that it found a way to make its mystery payment. He falls back asleep hoping whatever it did didn’t alert corp security or the agencies to wake him up by breaking down his apartment door.

#prompt fiction #actually writing #actually me

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rannianbiologist · 22 days ago

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Rann, a land of Fighting and Steel (p1)

Well, its a bit out of date and amateurish - nothing like my favorite map, that's for sure - but this is the one I could get scanned in with the damn computer I'm typing from. Did you know that computers scream in frustration sometimes? I didn't. Nether the less, I suppose we should discuss the various places of Rann, else how would you know where you're going, eh? The King Eternal's tenants teach that Castle Town is the center of Rann, but he's not writing this, I am. Thusly we'll start at my sister's little hovel:

Royalscorn (Hamlet - Population 242 Humans, 482 Pokemon circa '21): Tiny place, really. Was once a small farming village that refused to pay taxes, thus guards were sent. The guards married into the village. The village refused to pay taxes. This goes on for 19 generations until a renaming and pardoning of the stubborn lot. Big exports are Moo Moo Milk and Mareep wool. Home of the PokeProfessor Holly.

Dawnbreak Forest: Of course next to those stubborn lot in Royalscorn would be the one place the repelled the Eternal King's unification for 3 months. The number of insects and terrible dark type Pokemon wandering these woods is only matched by the presence of the Rangers. The Rangers are assembled by Duke Brilloth, their purpose is to appease the Titan of the Woods and to prepare to kill the king (hah!).

Rustroil City (City - Population 2600 Humans, 900 Pokemon circa '21): Technically one of the few places that qualify as a city. Rustroil being the official port of Rann means its allowed leeway in terms of technology, but they take it too far. (A tower made of television screens, really?). Still, a very important port town under the vasselage of the Kohn Family and the young Duke Kohn, age 13. They are our link to the world outside such as Paledea and Unova.

Ridge Spine Mountains: I have long suspected that something monsterous made the Ridge Spine Mountains, but they are too vast and their hostile Titan too agitating to my senses for investigation. Still, a passage from Dawnbreak to Little Southrock does exist, although as I understand it the Onyxs in the region often rebuild entire walkways, so mayhaps its gone. No Duke resides over it, technically its Duke Brilloth's realm, but its fossil deposits are invaluable.

Oshwat Town (Town - Population 920 Humans, 350 Pokemon circa '12) An invasion outpost. That's what it is, and I won't be brokering no argument. How else do we allow a clan of spies from the Kanto - all female I might add - take up and tend to land in Rann? I don't know what honeysuckled words these ladies offered but every year more and more potential witches go to live in their clay-tiled houses. (Also, they attempted to shoot down my precious Persephone who was just doing some scouting).

University of Leech (College - Population 1331 Humans, 1200 Pokemon est. circa '23) Our first hallowed halls of learning - well I suppose unhallowed due to the ghosts - focused on life and death, sorcery and potion creation. As of the decree of '63, any young warlock or witchling found amongst the populace has 2 years to report for training and study in these halls. I was trained in these halls. A horrifically haunted place with plenty of ghost types, the have woven a cloud to remain stationary above the main campus at all times, keeping the sun at bay and occasionally raining. Duchess Lilltom presides over it and the surrounding township.

Milldale aka Witch's Burg (Hamlet - Population 422 Humans, 920 Pokemon circa '23) Officially the town is called Milldale due to the exporting of, well, mill and seed. However, those from the college and the residents themselves call it Witch's Burg as to man they are magically inclined. Lovely sort. Everyday is a farmer's market and every night a festival of someone's gods (Although never to Arceus himself, oddly enough). Well, this old woman has typed long enough. I think I'll go for a midnight haunt of the swamp. Perhaps there's some trainers ambling about? I hope this has been informative, to say the least. - Professor Balsam

#pokemon #pkmn #pkmn rp #fan region #PTU #Pokemon Trainers United #in character #fakemon #location lore

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dxrkenedheights · 2 months ago

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Name: Charlotte “Charlie” Prescott

Age & Birthday: 40 & Sept 24

Gender/Pronouns: Cis Woman / She & Her

Birthplace: The Wards

Current Residence: The Wards

Job/role: Black Market / Landlord

Positive personality traits: astute, nurturing, protective, resilient

Negative personality traits: guarded, outspoken, stubborn, suspicious

ABOUT

After growing up in a broken home, where her father was an angry drunk and her mother was absent due to spice addiction, Charlie learned early on how to fend for herself. At 15, she ran away with her boyfriend, Luke Prescott, to escape her tumultuous home life. They tried to build a life together, but it was a struggle. They weren't even prepared to become parents, their little girl Teddy coming into the world as a surprise. They worked hard to provide for her, but this eventually led to Luke getting involved in smuggling and Charlie selling stolen goods in the black market. It wasn’t ideal, but it kept them afloat.

Ten years ago, Luke was killed in a deal gone wrong, leaving Charlie to raise Teddy on her own. The loss hardened her, but it also lit a fire. Determined to provide a stable life for her daughter, Charlie put her street smarts and market connections to good use. She managed to save enough over the years to buy a run-down apartment building in The Wards. She took a gamble, renovated it, and now rents the units out at affordable prices to struggling families in the community. Despite her involvement in shady dealings, she has a reputation as a fair but firm landlord, someone who genuinely cares for the people under her roof but won’t tolerate trouble.

In the community, Charlie is well regarded. She's seen as someone who gives back, helping those who are down on their luck, but she's also someone you don’t cross. She's tough, resourceful, and has no patience for disrespect or betrayal. Charlie uses her smuggling contacts and knowledge of The Wards underground to make sure her tenants are safe and protected, even if it means skirting the law or dealing with less than savory characters.

While her building is a sanctuary of sorts for people trying to get by, her dealings with smuggling and black market goods keep her entangled in the darker side of The Wards. Charlie's drive to protect her daughter and community keeps her on the edge, constantly balancing her loyalty to her tenants with the dangerous world she's still very much a part of.

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Plot Point: One of Charlie's tenants is involved in something far more dangerous than they let on, perhaps they are a fugitive, a spy for Vanguard Security, or a member of a cult like The Unseen Hand. Charlie's suspicions about them grow, and she is faced with the dilemma of whether to protect her tenants or investigate the truth herself.

Connection Opportunity: This tenant might seek Charlie's help (rent or goods), but the tension rises as she realizes they may be using her building as a cover. Other characters could be drawn in as informants, allies, or even rivals, putting Charlie's trust and loyalty to the test.

Plot Point: A former associate from Charlie's smuggling days, possibly someone who worked with her late husband Luke, resurfaces with an offer or a threat. This person might want to rekindle their business, reveal secrets about Luke's death, or drag Charlie back into a dangerous operation.

Connection Opportunity: This contact could be linked to another character's storyline (a rival smuggler, government agent, or Phoenix Collective member). The resurfacing of old debts or loyalties brings conflict, forcing Charlie to make difficult decisions between the safety of her community and the ghosts of her past.

Plot Point: New information surfaces suggesting that Luke's death wasn't a random smuggling deal gone wrong, but part of a larger conspiracy involving powerful forces on The Station. This revelation shakes Charlie's understanding of her past and might draw her into dangerous investigations involving Vanguard Security.

Connection Opportunity: This could connect her to characters investigating corruption. The conspiracy may involve characters on the upper levels of the station or a hidden plot to destabilize the already fragile balance in The Wards.

Plot Point: A family on the verge of eviction, perhaps due to illness, unemployment, or black market debts, comes to Charlie for help. Their situation may be more complicated than it appears, involving stolen goods, dangerous affiliations, or illegal immigration from Port Nexus.

Connection Opportunity: This family could be connected to another character's arc (a relative, debtor, or ally). Helping them might entangle Charlie in even deeper conflicts with law enforcement, smugglers, or rival landlords. She may need to broker deals or offer dangerous favors to keep them safe.

Plot Point: The Station's government or a wealthy developer is trying to “reclaim” areas of The Wards, threatening eviction for residents, including Charlie's building. There are talks of demolishing sections of The Wards. Charlie, as a landlord and community figure, becomes the voice of opposition.

Connection Opportunity: Other characters might work with or against Charlie in this struggle. She could ally with activists, The Phoenix Collective, or disgruntled residents, while facing opposition from corrupt officials, developers or opportunists who see her defiance as a chance to expand their own control.

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girtservices · 7 months ago

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stephenscleaningservices · 10 months ago

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connorxrose · 2 years ago

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Welcome to Aurora Bay, [CONNOR ROSE]! I couldn’t help but notice you look an awful lot like [ANDREW GARFIELD]. You must be the [THIRTY-SIX] year old [TATTOO ARTIST AT CRESCENT MOON TATTOO SHOP]. Word is you’re [COMPASSIONATE] but can also be a bit [GRUMPY] and your favorite song is [YOU'RE GONNA GO FAR, KID BY THE OFFSPRING]. I also heard you’ll be staying in [OCEAN CREST APARTMENTS]. I’m sure you’ll love it!

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ABOUT CONNOR

astrology:

sagittarius ☀, aquarius ☾, scorpio ↑

traits:

grumpy, blunt, anxious, upbeat, loyal, compassionate, contradicting, easily-irritated, hopeless romantic (mostly hopeless), sarcastic, pretentious, wise, passionate, destructive, open-minded

aesthetic:

BIOGRAPHY

[ tw: abandonment, police, anxiety ]

HEADCANONS

Connor plays the drums in a local indie band called “swell.” with Chey Johnson. Playlist can be found here. He also occasionally plays drums for a number of different bands who need a drummer.

He knits a lot in his free time and treats it as if it’s a deep dark secret.

The man sabotages most relationships he has simply because he has a fear of abandonment. He pushes someone before they can push him.

He is a Halloween and horror movie FANATIC. October is his favorite month and he treats Halloween how most people treat Christmas.

Connor has a lot of tattoos, most are traditional style tattoos showing his favorite horror movies - scream, the shining, and some others.

Connor often has this 'fuck everything’ attitude, yet cares deeply. He bounces from being grumpy to being the life of the party. There’s no way to pin down his personality completely.

Having a cigarette late at night with someone and talking about life is probably one of his favorite things in the world.

to be added….

#aurorabay.intro

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