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mechagender · 7 months ago
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aloysius updated/alt design
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jean-dieu · 23 days ago
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Aloysius Lavellan through the ages, ready for tomorrow !
As the First of Clan Lavellan
As the Inquisitor (already certified goodest Kadan)
At Halamshiral (vaguely inspired by Breton traditionnal outfits since my Lavellan are Breton inspired)
During the event of Veilguard
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cynical-tuba · 1 year ago
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Aloysius Hemlock (Tremere) and Monroe/Cash Perry (Malkavian)
Two kindred from the United States, find themselves in Brighton UK 1986 for our 80s chronicle, KickStart My Heart.
Aloysius is a charismatic man who enjoys finer things, he can be compassionate and is guided by an idiosyncratic code of ethics.
Monroe is reserved, deeply shy even. An individual who prefers to stay out of the spotlight, enjoys the comfort of guidance. He has the derangement, Cash, who is a whirlwind of confidence and passion.
They have been reunited recently after a few months of being torn apart.
I would love to pour out a description of these two but another player follows me on tumblr
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johnnydluxe · 9 months ago
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that uppity strumpet doesn't even line his brain with eyes
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spell-fox · 1 year ago
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Kickstart my Heart Session 6 summary (with sketches!)
Brighton 1986, 7th March
In which Dr P learns Crime, Linden is exhausted operating at 50% capacity and makes a dear sacrifice for the coterie, Monroe tackles a cop and Abaddon has a deep dark secret of betrayal
I tried to keep this as conscise as possible but it still ran up to 1.5k words eep
Resident Gangrel Dr P is awakened by his ghoul with a letter from the next member of the band the coterie will do tasks for, and some students asking for extensions on their paper deadlines, which he graciously grants.
Our Malkavian Monroe awakens to his sire Hollie looming over him, a perfectly clean flat, her shows are going well thanks to him. She's just like his mom right? Right??? He packs his guitar and wanders down to James Street.
Tzimisce Linden woke up in Abaddon's college room, absolutely destroyed. Baby dayslept without their ancestral soil for the first time. They look and feel terrible. First court of order was to phone their sire to inform him they were still unalive.
The group convened at the Black Dove to wrangle the demon they accidentally released last session. Dr P was joined by his barn owl famulus Little Oak. There's a police cordon and LOTS of people, shops damaged, blood, lots of police and people in plain black suits. They discuss various crimes one can do
Next was getting ready to meet the coterie, but first Abaddon gifted them a stolen blood pack and decided to show off some thaumaturgy rituals just because? Turning incorporeal and summoning flame, which he put out in an ashtray and managed to trigger redfear in Linden. We learn he is a fair bit older than Linden, he's interested in demons and potentially... Changing families....
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Monroe: money laundering
Abaddon: arson
Linden: theft of a corpse
Dr P: ....lying...?
Monroe calls a friend to help, Aloysius will graciously come help with their "Jack Russel" problem and pull them out of the shit again.
Dr P surveys the street in the meantime, sweet talking past the police, one of whom offers to escort him to his apartment that he totally lives in. He's able to scope the situation out. Trying to get a better view, he does break into an apartment overlooking the street, sees kids shoes, hears noise, panics, runs.
He reports a break-in to the police at the cordon and one goes to check out the door he just smashed in. One down, another to go.
Aloysius arrives to save the day! The better, more American, Tremere is here, and he's not taking shit from the less-good Tremere Abaddon. Linden instantly hates him for disrespecting their nerd. Aloy goes to dominate and the gang sneak in.
Then it's following the trail of the demon. They are able to find a way up to the roof of a nearby building, Dr P making enough noise to alert a resident, they all vault onto the roof which is covered in dead birds, except Monroe who fails the roll. A man in a bathrobe confronts him, Linden decides to help ?? By throwing a dead pigeon down to terrify the man's daughter.
Linden also finds an excellent specimen of a dead pigeon and bags it up for taxidermy purposes. The coterie see the path of the demon, follow it along, Linden talks to a woman who swears she saw a demon, the end up paying her money to steal a leather jacket from the shop.
The people in sunglasses are watching but not doing anything. Aloy alters one of the demon's victims to look like they died a more natural death.
On following the trail, Dr P and Monroe play rock paper scissors to see who gets to eat the police officer blocking the way. Dr P wins the game, but fails at grappling the cop, Linden fails to help, getting punched and knocked down, it's only Monroe able to tackle him and Abaddon dominating silence from the man before Dr P feeds from the guy's.... Leg ? Well, it soes the trick even if it's not graceful. Monroe hides the unconscious man, steals the badge and handcuffs.
Following the route of the demon, they go into a block of flats and ascend. Scrabbling noises are coming from one of the flats. Remembering it's interest in pigeons, Linden offers the beautiful dead pigeon to the coterie to use as bait. They're not happy about it. Confronting the lesser demon, everyone is able to keep it calm, Dr P offers the pigeon which it plays with, so Linden chucks it into the attic space.
This begins a game a fetch with a lesser demon (a "jack russell not a mastiff"), where Dr P summons a flock of pigeons to lure it across the roofs, with Linden in the middle to compel the birds on back towards the demon's home. All while Aloy is being incredibly distracting, presumably with some discipline use.
Demon returned to the Baali church, they have the wonderful gift of the Baali leader using Daimonion on Abaddon, commenting simply about a betrayal and telling the coterie to be careful about him. They also the gift of.... A tooth necklace. Great. I'm sure this isn't a reliquary or something horrible. Great. Everyone is invited to a ritual in a few weeks time. Bring your friends.
Monroe goes back to meet Aloysius who drives to his hideously decorated fancy house in a classic car. Aloysius laments the loss of the old days, Monroe doesn't neeeed to stay in contact with his sire, why not just leave? She'll just follow. Weeeell they could just stick her in torpor.
They go down to the sea front to discuss. Monroe takes the necklace but putting it in his bag it feels... Uncomfortable. Abaddon takes it. I'm sure that's fine. Everyone discusses clan weaknesses. Linden explains why they are operating at roughly 50% capacity.
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Monroe wants to learn thaumaturgy like Aloysius. That's easy, it's just about....consuming the right person :)
In order to pay the debt for covering the masquerade breach, he wants info on other coterie member Agatha's sire. Monroe can't do it anymore. It changed after the embrace. Well, perhaps Hollie could teach something useful, they'll just have to have her teach Monroe dementation *then* they can stick her in torpor. Aloy has lots of uses for dementation. "-_- You want me to use my mental illness to win the lottery?"
Monroe sleeps at Aloysius' place that night.
Linden walks home with Abaddon. They chat about the soil situation, he tells them about the Tzimisce in London who is rumoured to store his soil inside him. Huh. That's a good idea, wonder why Damyan hasn't told them that. They aren't sure whether to attend the Baali ritual, especially since he used a power on Abaddon who knows what they're capable of. They say it's fine to have betrayed someone, he doesn't have to tell them and he doesn't need to keep denying it. But they had fun. Returning home, the lights are on so Linden keeps the goodbye friendly but neutral, a quick hand touch and that's it.
Before seeing Damyan they need to assess the damage to his artwork on their chest. It's... A bit damaged but not much so uuuhh they try to fix it. They manage a little, but then keep going. The fix is crude. It's obvious. Too obvious. After having been instructed *not* to vissisitude their chest piece, they can't go up like this. So they... Tear their new stitches out. It's horrible. Much blood and pain later they still have damage.
Damyan is angery >( Linden didn't come home last night, he was so worried. He's annoyed about the tasks they're being sent on (to cover his debt...), he wonders about their newfound colleagues. Linden says they are very capable and valuable allies. Ah. In that case why not invite everyone over? Damyan would like to meet them. Excellent.
They mention the damage and he sits down to fix it, adding a few new decorative elements. Should he reinforce it to prevent damage in future? Hmmm, no, that would mess with the aesthetics.
Vissituded twice over, exhausted, they stumble down and crawl into bed, grasping around for their dirt and hugging it close. Let's not do this halved dice pool thing again.
Dr P is summoned to meet the dean of the university. At 3am. Interesting. Yep, he's a kindred. Either that or Dr Sam Fletcher just likes keeping specific flavours of vitae in a secret painting compartment for funsies.
He's aware Dr P is In The Know now, shame that he's a gangrel. He also wants info on Agatha's sire. She's building quite the little coven here on campus. He insists he is in charge here, and he'd be in charge of the city if not for the anarch problem. Too many "low clans", the city is overrun with them. Should Dr P get intel for him, Fletcher can offer him alternate employment.
After a stressful meeting, Dr P's ghoul Graeme has made the cupboard he daysleeps in a little more comfortable. There are blankets and pillows. What a bro.
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siyi-draws · 1 year ago
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Finally watched the barbie movie 😍🥰
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warthogreporter · 6 months ago
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I heard there was a request for more silly What Manner of Man posts, so have this oddly kind of accurate portrayal of Father Ardelian's relationship with his favorite saint, or at least the one he keeps bringing up.
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miyuki-fenn · 22 days ago
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Aloysius Adagio
Noble Bell College 4th year - Choir Club President
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Did I need another NBC OC? No, But did I want to make a pretentious gay man with a weird connection to classical music? yes. More info about him below the cut
Name: Aloysius (also called Alois) Adagio School: Noble Bell College Grade/Class: 4th year / class A
Gender: Male Pronouns: He/him Sexuality: Gay Birthday: March 3rd Age: 199 years (19 in human years) Height: 5'9 Dominant hand: left
Homeland: Queendom of Roses Club: Choir Best Subject: Music Hobbies: Composing songs, looking at fire, singing Pet peeves: People saying his name wrong, being too humble like talking down on your skill when you're clearly adept at it, that annoys him so much Favorite food: Battenberg cake Least favorite food: Cucumbers Talent: Singing, card tricks
Unique Magic: Seraph’s Hymn Seraph’s Hymn conjures a flame that grows as the caster sings, though is mainly empowered by nearby voices. When released, the caster can direct it to heal allies, disorient enemies, or unleash a powerful, fiery blast. The spell’s strength peaks when the caster’s intent aligns with the supporters’ will; otherwise, its power wanes. It can be cast solo, but takes longer to charge, or hastened at the cost of blot.
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wyyvernn · 1 month ago
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Vampire aristocrat who dies twice and is then resurrected and forced to become a knight to protect souls as punishment by who is basically the grim reaper for draining blood from so many people at a time.
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forest-falcon · 3 months ago
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The Butterfly Effect
Chptr 14
🧡❤️🩶💛🚒🐦‍🔥
"So what's the plan?" Rigby jogged up alongside John.
"Here," John pressed a button at his wrist and the rock face in front of them opened; much the way a garage door might.
"Impressive," Rigby mused aloud. He let out a long, low whistle as he stepped inside.
"We need to clear a path around the pool. Jetpacks just won't cut it if we're gonna try n' stabilize One," John pointed to his brother's green Bird.
"Need me to pilot her?" Rigby's face held more than a trace of excitement.
"Oh...no, sorry," John scratched the back of his head.
"You'll be driving one of her pods. When we've cleared enough of the debris, and the villa has been stabilized; I may need you in Phoenix's carrier to help with moving One."
Rigby straightened and gave a nod.
"Time is scarce. Reports say Alan's okay, but we have a further three people in the villa who may require urgent medical attention, and I can't risk McCready's team in there until we know they have a chance at making it back out again," John sighed.
Rigby cleared his throat; his face visually construing a silent inner-debate.
"What?" John urged, then winced inwardly at his tone. Adjusting to Earth's gravity appeared to be even more wearing when fearing for your family's well being.
"You know, you can call them by name - Virgil and Gordon. We...we have your back," Rigby gave John an awkward clap on the back.
The clap echoed around the cavernous hangar.
John swallowed hard to staunch impending tears. There was a second's pause, before the astronaut stepped into his missing brother's Bird.
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"Knock, knock!" Parker called to signal his arrival outside of Alan's door.
"Erm...am I supposed to say who's there?" Alan's young voice came back.
" 'Oo's there? Well, hI'm glad to see that yer haven't lost your sense of humour along with yer bedroom!" Parker chuckled as he worked the lock on Alan's door.
There was a satisfying sound of the latch clicking, and the door swung open.
"Looks like you could use an 'and, Master Alan," he smiled, extending a hand.
"F-A-B-," Alan enthused, hauling himself up, and into the corridor, with Parker's help.
The teen cracked his back.
"Welp, I think I now hold the Tracy Island record for the longest pull up!"
*. *. *.
"We had to make an 'ole in Master Gordon's window to get to you. 'Fraid your brother's parking had made somewhat of a mess," Parker gestured towards Gordon's rooms.
"Didn't you teach him to drive?" Alan grinned.
"Cars, young Master Tracy, not rocket ships! And, I'll 'ave less of yer cheek! Scott might not be firin' on all cylinders at the moment, but you mark my words - I 'ave a memory like an elephant!" Parker chuckled, wagging a finger.
"You look like one too!"
"Oi!" Parker swatted at the teen as he ran.
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John and Rigby had made light work of clearing the debris surrounding the villa, and the structure was stabilised enough for a team to head up to help locate Virgil, Grandma, and Gordon.
"HELLO? VIRG? GRANDMA? GORD-"
"-OVER HERE!" Gordon hammered a small rock against a metal support beam.
The team tentatively picked their way over splintered floorboards and around mounds of rock that lay strewn across what was left of the comms room.
"Allie, is that you?"
"The one and only! I've brought some friends with me. Didn't wanna hog all the glory, y'know?"
"Phoenix?"
"Yup!"
Jonesy took a step closer, with a small hydraulic whine from the suit.
"Jonesy?"
"S'up Gords? I like what you've done with the place. You're kinda lacking in the door department though."
"Well y'know what Virgil always says; if you can't find a door, make one!" Gordon called from behind the fallen rocks.
"My thoughts exactly!"
"WAIT!" Tycho was almost pulled forwards into the rock face as he tried to stall Jonesy's suited arm.
"The structure's too unstable. Any attempt to move these boulders risks the whole lot coming down on top of Gordon," Tycho gesticulated wildly.
"Yeah, let's not do that." Gordon deadpanned.
"So what's the plan?" Jonesy couldn't deny that the thrill of using the exosuit had him itching to use his new superpower again. Two tonne boulder? No problem! He'd just shifted it like....kapow!
Tycho dragged his hands down his face as he thought.
"Hmm...we need to get a better view of what we're dealing with. Right here, we can only see half of the puzzle." Tycho pensively ran a hand down the largest boulder.
"And how are we gonna do that?" Jonesy was under the distinct impression that Tycho wasn't referencing the exosuit.
"I think I have just the thing!"
The scientist bent down and unfastened the clasps of a small metal case he'd carried down from the carrier.
"Jonesy, meet Mini Max.”
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mechagender · 9 months ago
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jean-dieu · 1 month ago
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INQUISITOR ALOYSIUS LAVELLAN
Moon Tarot Card for my Inky, Aloysius Lavellan.
Mage, Bullmancer, local nerd and shyest man you'll ever met. Ready to do his best to stop his ex-best friend to destroy the world in Veilguard.
More info below the cut ~
ALOYSIUS LAVELLAN -
Orphaned at birth, Aloysius was raised by his keeper and developped a strong bond with her. When she chose him to become clan Lavellan's First, the decision was met with skepticism. Despite his talent in magic and innate kindness, Aloysius was often deemed too weak, shy and unassuming for such a position.
When the events of the conclave forced him to assume the role of the Inquisitor, no one really believed that such a soft spoken and quiet elf could rally much allies across Thedas and earn the respect of his men.
Yet, his determination, patience, and diligence were the only allies he really needed. Many soldiers took a likening in their unlikely leader, as the mage treated them with a respect they were rarely shown. His kindness was never a flaw to begin with.
When his role became too much for his frail shoulders, he knew he could count on his would-be husand Iron Bull to provide the comfort he very much needed.
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cynical-tuba · 9 months ago
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⁠✧.*I was supposed to have been your Childer.*⁠.⁠✧
Aloysius the Tremere, and Monroe the Malkavian.
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johnnydluxe · 1 year ago
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The wolf's laugh eerie cracks the humid night air The rabbit freezes the box in his lair The owl hoots shrilly searching the dark The moon white fangs through the trees tall and stark Who would emerge on a night like this
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elsenborn · 11 months ago
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Zarro AU, another canon AU that I’ve decided to yoink and run with lol
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Here are some designs!! Firstly, Animo (who this AU centers around actually). His expertise in many human medical and scientific fields, plus his personal drive to fix whats going on make him somehow the most capable survivor to handle this.
His son, James (I’ll post his backstory later. It’s even more in-depth than this and also from my main 10k AU) is also a survivor. He usually sticks close to Shar, who arrived to help once she found out her brother succumbed to the sickness. Much to her parents dismay, she refuses to leave until they can find a cure.
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Scout also heard about what happened. Upon learning that Viktor and his troublemakers were the ones to craft the sickness, Scout brought a few Anur scientists to help find a cure. (This is also how i found out via a server friend that Jeffery Combs has a voice cameo as one of Viktor’s lackies 😂😭)
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Ben Prime got zoomped to this universe at some point and got the rundown from Animo. Hes been keep the survivors at the Plumber base, and all the important infected that he can find are held in the Plumber base prison cells. This includes his wife (who will also be elaborated on in the James post)
The only important one he keeps out is Zarro. When Bad Ben came to collect him for the Benwars, it nearly got all the survivors killed. So now Animo keeps Zarro on a literal short leash.
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Also when he’s not busy he will sometimes just go down to his old cell (where his wife is being kept) and just drink. And talk to her. He is right on the brink of total insanity.
The only things keeping him going are his son’s safety and the CHANCE he can cure Rina.
He knows at this point it is likely hopeless. There is no cure. They’re DEAD. But he’ll keep trying until it kills him. He has to.
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teddyonbumblr · 1 year ago
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Headshots for Garmadon and Mystaké. Been drafting Ninjago's onis and came up one of my own. I'm calling my oni Aloysius unless I come up with a better name. (Please don't repost my art, reshares are chill tho)
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