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In lieu of Project Horizon's soft cancellation and Chessington getting the old plans + 1 more bonus rollercoaster soon... Here was my lore!
CW - Pregnancy-Adjacent, Child-Birth Adjacent, and Miscarriage
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So my dumb ass started setting up Project Horizon's lore in real time like a good little writer. Originally she was gonna be Oblivion's kid.
Coaster reproduction works very differently from human stuff. Coasters reproduce asexually (outside of a few very rare exceptions). Scientifically, this SHOULD make them an all female species, but whoops me having cis male Coasters was already set in stone sooo
Coasters don't get pregnant. I'm NOT Mpregging Oblivion, I'm NOT!! 😭😭
However, they do experience pregnancy like symptoms such as fatigue, morning sickness, nausea, being overly emotional/hormonal, nesting behaviour, etc etc. Y'know. For some added flare
"Conception" starts when a Coaster has its first mention, whether it be through planning permission, a public consultation, or what have you. A Coaster is officially born into its "child stage" (anywhere from 2-12 years old depending on the target demographic for the final product) once the first signs of construction start, however that may be defined.
The parent Coaster is notified that their child has spawned in by experiencing an intense, excruciating, full-body pain that lasts around 15-30 minutes. Y'know. Just so they know that they know.
HOWEVER! Project Horizon was concieved by this logic, but was never born! Therefore, Oblivion has officially had another miscarriage.
"Wait, another? Who were the first 2?"
Miscarriage 1 was The Smiler. If a Coaster is built in an area with another Coaster that's over 10 years old AND there's no other Coasters of the same manufacturer of the offspring at the park (IE, there was no other Gerstlaurers), then those rides become parent and child.
In 2012, Oblivion was 14, of Coaster reproducing age. However, in 2011, Oblivion was a canon alcoholic. In 2012, he also had other generally stressful life things going on. Therefore, literally less than 2 weeks aftet conception (and before he even really noticed), the parent-child connection was severed and thus marking Bliv's first miscarriage.
Smiler and Bliv are still close. This... Isn't something they really think about. Smiler was handraised by humans and kind of sees one random human as almost being like a parental figure, but absolutely does not see Bliv as like a dad. Probably for the best. Sometimes Bliv looks at Smiler and thinks "hmm. Wonder what life would have been like if things were slightly different," but the thought usually weirds him out pretty quick.
Miscarriage 2 was Oblivion: The Black Hole. Originally (in an out-of-text sense) I planned for Blackhole and Oblivion to have been Husband and Wife, (well... divorced now), and for O:BH to be their kid. I mean... No duh! Seems like a no brainer! But with BH being born in 1982-1984 and Oblivion being born in 1998 (14 years is a parent-child level age gap in Coaster Years) and BH leaving in 2005 and then RANDOMLY still having a kid with Oblivion 10 years later, the timeline didn't really pan out. So, this idea was scrapped. Instead, BH was Oblivion's Mum, and O:BH became Oblivion's sister.
"But wait! Oblivion is 17 years older than O:BH! Why are they siblings?"
If I was starting this lore from scratch, yes! You'd be correct! By my own logic, O:BH would in fact be Oblivion's daughter! Have a cookie, you clever clogs!
Unfortunately, writing is messy, and I already had a bunch of lore I was too attached to to throw away, so I made a compromise.
O:BH was ORIGINALLY going to be Bliv's kid. He conceived her, but before he even knew Gardaland was getting a new Coaster, he miscarried. Some doctors then explained to him that Gardaland was changing their lore and O:BH would be his sister instead.
Bliv's 3rd miscarriage was the aforementioned Project Horizon, obviously. Because Project Horizon was in development for 22 months before the announcement that it *might* be getting moved to Chessington, Oblivion had a lot of time to sit and ponder parenthood. He kind of figured he'd be a rubbish dad. Man can barely look after himself. BUT! He was also kind of excited. Maybe having a kid would be that nudge he needed to actually force himself to have structure and routine in his life, and cook dinner every day instead of just having pot noodle every day for 9 days straight.
However, with Bliv's fertility problems, it wasn't meant to be :(
Now, you may think it's a coincidence that Bliv seems to be a little bit infertile. Well actually, I found a reason! Blackhole also had a miscarriage before having Bliv! You see, there was a Schwarzkopf project planned to go near The Corkscrew that got planning permission in the early 90s, but as you probably know, it never happened. BH was the closest Schwarzkopf, and thus, she suffers the same fate as Bliv. In fact... A lot of Schwarzkopfs do.
Thunderlooper SPECIFICALLY was not expecting to have Nemesis and hated him because it gave him internal issues.
BH got internal issues after having Bliv, which nearly caused her death AND THEN caused Alton to sell her because they didn't wanna pay for her health problems.
Alton Beast (still unsure about the canonicity of this) got sold after having Galactica, perhaps due to reproductive health issues.
So basically, Schwarzkopfs suck at reproducing. This is because Schwarzkopfs were born in a mill, and it kind of screwed them up. Schwarzkopfs having reproductive issues may also explain why 1, Schwarzkopf was a mill in the first place, and 2. Why they're dying out.
But if BH had reproductive issues... and Oblivion has reproductive issues... Who's driving the ship? That's right, it's genetic babieee
TLDR get fucked Oblivion you're doomed by the narrative
#alton towers#oblivion#the smiler#oblivion alton towers#alton towers oblivion#oblivionce#humanized rollercoasters#rollercoasters humanized#the black hole#the alton beast#thunderlooper#nemesis#galactica#alton towers galactica#alton towers nemesis#nemesis alton towers#galactica alton towers#project horizon#oblivion the black hole#gardaland
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DRAWING DUMP TIME!! Got a redesign of Acquiesce for you guys and also some doodles of the beast, and Rebecca ^^ hehehehee
#my art#my artwork#art#original character#artists on tumblr#oc#FNAF#FNAF Sb#fnaf security breach#FNAF oc#FNAF Security breach oc#FNAF Sb dca#dca#dca oc#FNAF Sb dca oc#Alton Towers#Alton Towers smiler#the smiler#the smiler Alton towers#The Beast#The Beast King’s Island#King’s Island#drawing dump
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Here's a funny skit of me and the trio playing the fan room level in Gang Breast:
Me: "Okay guys, when those fans turn on, immediately find something or someone to grab onto and don't let go. NOW GET OVER HERE SMILER SO I CAN KNOCK YOU OUT!"
Cuddlepile
Smiler: Never! [will scurry away from Toonsisters as fast as they can]
Alice: [by contrast, is going to chase Toonsisters to try and knock HER out early]
Victor: [is going to find a handhold to cling to way out of the way of the others, keeping an eye on those fans]
#toonsisters#~M: I want some questions! now! (ask)#~V: Cuddlepile#~T: Running Headlong Into The Bullshit#gang beasts skit#~C: Victor Van Dort#~C: Alice Liddell#~C: Smiler Alton#((CHAOS))#~M: with this hand I will lift your queue
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Pov: you entered Matt's Cell while he was getting marmalised
He dosent like guests.
#alton towers#theme park#art#oc#oc art#the smiler#alton humans#bro got too silly#CHILL DOWN YOU BEAST W/ RABIES
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“Greetings dear guest! Before entering, please be respectful to the Guardian Beasts during your visit, if anything happens please contact any park services or myself immediately. If you see two Coaster Beasts ready to fight, please evacuate from the area as quickly as possible. I will do my part as their protector to prevent the fight becoming more deadly. And no need to be scared of them, they are friendly during day time hours. Thank You and have a good day!”
“Otsana is still an ass though, Big A!”
“Go burn in hellfire you annoying little shit…”
“Uri! Otsana! Not in front of the children!” >:/
So…. This is my take on Human Alton Towers. :,3
I just finished his final art line, about to do his colors. I hope you all like my take on human version of Alton Towers ^^;
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(this is directed at spinball)
(this is satire)
IlIÆÂÄẢË am the beast who claps the cheeks
"KSJWKKEMSKDMSMDJDJALLSL"
3/10
@florathegnarpian I know this is you
#Spinny speaks#Rabies#The beast who claps the cheeks#This made me laugh so I made an exception to my rules about the 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 asks#Mod apathy answers#Sonarposting#alton towers#spinball alton towers#😨
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drawings of my Oblivion and Beastie
(Omar and Benji)
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PEARL TOONS AWESOME MODE. my three main toons, sheriff octozilla, winstoon byrd, and lycan lunistice
theres no funny screenshot of lycan to put here you'll have to imagine one
"pearl, dont you have 5 toons??"
no i dont. there aren't any toons dying of sadness in the boatyard right now dont worry about it
#ttcc#toontown corporate clash#toontown#the beasts#sheriff octozilla#winstoon byrd#lycan lunistice#winston byrd#i guess?#winstoon doubles as an elaborate au ive never posted about anywhere#for anyone curious: octozilla has completed nearly everything#winstoon is to alton#and lycan is still in ttc#im hoping to take them further ive literally never had a toon besides octozilla escape the boatyard
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Silly incorrect quotes-
Simon Smile: Forgive me father, for I have sinny-sin-sinned.
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Legends of The Empyrean: A children’s adventure novel series written by Julio Aquila
I made these literally in February and had a whole list and was planning to make more for other fun myths and locations but it’s been so long that I literally don’t remember them and have no ambition so I thought I would post these 😂 Recent asks have gotten me into an Empyrean mood. @carewyncromwell
#hpfb#fantastic beasts#fantastic beasts era#the empyrean#julio aquila#desiree lestrange#lugh hopper#felix witt#kathleen alton
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“I wasn't looking for this, but now you're in my way.”
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featuring Darian Zain @kathrynalicemc (yes, this is almost entirely for her and me, so sue me 😜) and referencing the crew of the Empyrean @thatravenpuffwitch @sirfluffig @oneirataxia-girl
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In the 1930′s, the Wizarding World was in turmoil. With the rise of the Dark wizard Grindelwald, many lived in fear of what another Great War -- this time one waged with magic -- could look like. It’s unsurprising, therefore, that many sought an escape from those fears -- and one of those things that provided such an escape were the tales circulated of Jules Aquila, his crew, and their ship, the Empyrean.
The Empyrean was a ship that British wizard Jules Aquila had stolen from a Muggle museum back in the 1920′s and enchanted to fly, so that he and his associates could take flight across the world. And sure enough, the Empyrean had known its fair share of adventures, questing for the likes of long-lost magical sights like Atlantis and Dolorous Guard. However much the magical governments of the world gave the flying ship a very critical side eye for flirting so frequently with breaking the Statute of Secrecy, most mainstream wizards and witches were enchanted by the rebellion, adventure, and romance encapsulated in the crew’s lifestyle.
Although Jules Aquila was and would inevitably always be the most famous of the Empyrean’s crew as captain, however, that didn’t mean that other crew members didn’t get their fair share of glory. Aquila’s best mate and quartermaster Kath Alton was purportedly one of the most talented magical engineers on Earth, while his first mate, Desiree Lestrange, had been a well-regarded Cursebreaker for le Banque Decristaux before abandoning her cushy position and lifestyle to set sale with the sky Captain. There were also much more interesting, but less provable rumors circulated -- those of Aquila having recruited a wanted thief to his crew in exchange for keeping him from getting arrested; those of Aquila having stolen his beloved pet occamy from the infamous French magical gangster Claude Macnair; even those of a certain crewmate with large, eagle-like wings sprouting out from his back like some mythical angel. Some stories claimed the winged crewmate was a wanted man, though others still -- even more wild -- claimed he was descended from royalty, or even a Djinn.
One story Darian Zain hoped would never be passed around him, though, was the time that he flew right into the window of a Muggle airplane.
The Empyrean had been traveling up the far-eastern coastline of the Americas, on its way up toward Greenland. Desiree had determined that there might be some magical Viking settlements in the area, and Jules was eager to investigate. On the way, though, the crew decided that they’d have to stock up for a journey so far north, not just in the essentials like food and water, but more importantly, of warm blankets and clothing. Most of their crewmembers weren’t used to such cold temperatures, after all -- especially not Darian, who grew up in a much hotter desert climate. So, in preparation, Desiree and Lugh had gone to the wizarding village of Gravesville, right in the heart of Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, so as to fetch some of the magical supplies needed, while Kath and Felix went into the “Muggle” side of town to pick up the more mundane kind. Once the others had purchased everything they needed, Darian then played “carrier pigeon” and flew it all back to the Empyrean.
Many people in Darian’s place might’ve been a little resentful of having to play the role of an owl just because he had wings -- but the runaway prince honestly was eager to help. After nearly an entire life of being locked up indoors with nothing to do, it was fun to get out and actually do something. And it was kind of cool, to be needed for once. He’d become rather fond of his crewmates, over the years, and being given any kind of responsibility made Darian feel included in a way he hadn’t really known at home, when his father the King kept him so cloistered away from everyone else. Lugh, Kath, and Felix had taught Darian a lot about weapons, ships, record players, magic tricks, and lockpicks -- heck, even Jules had taught him how to navigate using the stars, if he ever got lost. And even though the ship’s resident taskmaster Desiree always gave him a lot of chores to do, Darian knew that was just because of her own strong work ethic. From what Darian gathered, he’d also reminded Desiree of her younger brother upon first meeting, due to how privileged their upbringings had been...and frankly, after having met the spoiled, pigheaded, self-absorbed blood purist that was Marius Lestrange, Darian hated the thought of ever being the least bit like him.
At least Desi should have enough to make a good meal, once we’ve all gotten back to the ship, Darian thought to himself with a smile. Maybe she might even make some naan, if I make really good time?
This thought cheered him up significantly. Desiree had first learned how to make naan while they were traveling through Iran, and she’d taken to baking some as a treat sometimes, whenever Darian’s work had impressed her. The fresh bread always made him think of home.
The satchel on Darian’s back was heavy. He moved to adjust it, only to have to fumble a bit to keep it from opening and its contents from spilling.
“Whoop -- !”
He shifted the satchel around in his arms, latching it back together a bit more tightly as he flew.
“There we go,” he mumbled with a smile, as he tossed the satchel back over his shoulder. “Now then...back to it -- ”
WHAM.
Because Darian hadn’t been looking where he was flying, he didn’t see the thing whose airspace he was entering until it was far too late.
His head pounding with pain, Darian tried to orient himself, even as it felt like his world was spinning.
He’d hit something -- what had he hit? A wall? A wall of glass?
Blinking rapidly even as colorful stars winked in front of his eyes, he could feel the thing he’d collided with shifting downward. There was something moving behind the wall of glass -- was that a person?
Darian flapped his wings, trying to fly back a bit so he could get a better look. Unfortunately when he did, he found his right wing was having trouble straightening out.
“Ow -- ow -- !”
Pain pulsed through his wing as he flapped it. He tried to lean more on the other to support him, but when he did, he could feel the satchel sliding over again. In trying to catch it, he lost his balance, and suddenly he was falling right through the air.
“WHOA!”
Darian lashed his arms out, securing the satchel of supplies close to his chest so they wouldn’t fall out. He tried to flap his wings, thinking to slow himself down -- but his right wing was throbbing in pain -- he must’ve sprained it --
Blinking rapidly, Darian tried to focus. The ground was coming up fast -- way too fast -- !
He lashed an arm out desperately, his eyes focusing blearily on the ground even as his head pounded with pain.
“Come on -- ” he choked. “Come on -- stop falling, stop falling -- stop, stop, stop, STOP -- !”
A burst of air abruptly puffed out of his hand. It wasn’t enough to stop Darian from falling, but it did partially counteract the pull of gravity, blasting him ever-so-slightly upward again. As fate would have it, it was just enough to hoist him up onto the wing of the weird, red-painted metal thing that had dived down to try to catch him.
Darian looked up, startled.
I’ve seen one of these! he realized, recalling a picture in a book he’d read a piece of over Desiree’s shoulder one day. It's one of those...‘aeroplanes!’
Through the hard glass window, Darian could see a pilot dressed in a brown leather hat and coat and thick goggles, who gave him an encouraging smile.
“Hang on!” the pilot shouted over the sound of the plane’s propeller. His voice was husky and laced with a strong Boston accent, but his lips were upturned in a rather handsome smile. “I’ll go in for a landin’!”
Stunned and still nursing a throbbing headache, Darian did what he was told, clinging onto the edge of the wing for dear life. The plane glided down much more smoothly than he’d expected, and within moments, with a light bump, they’d collided with the ground. The pilot then parked the plane safely on a hanger set up in the open field.
Darian carefully eased himself up onto the edge of the wing, stretching out his right wing as best he could.
“Ow...”
He winced, only managing to spread it half the way out before the pain stopped him. Yep -- definitely a sprain.
The plane window opened upward, and the pilot hoisted himself up and out of the cockpit onto the lower wing just below Darian.
“Uh...hey!” he called up. “You all right up there?”
Darian straightened up abruptly.
“Yeah!” he answered at once, almost on impulse.
I will be, anyway, he thought more sheepishly. Once I can brew myself some Wiggenweld Potion, back on the ship...
Darian’s stomach sank.
The Empyrean. How was he going to get back up to the ship, if he couldn’t even fly? He hadn’t even thought to bring any healing potions with him, just in case something happened...
The pilot’s handsome smile broadened a bit as he slipped off his goggles. His beetle-black eyes were long-lashed and sparkling.
“That’s a relief. You hit my window pretty hard...I thought for a minute I might’ve killed you...”
Darian laughed. “And I thought for a minute I was going to die, until you caught me! Thanks for that!”
“No problem,” said the pilot brightly. “I mean, heck -- s’not like I coulda just let you fall, could I?”
He paused. His dark eyes ran over Darian’s face, along his shoulder to up at his right wing.
“...Are...are those real?” he breathed after a moment. He seemed enchanted.
Darian blinked. Oh, right -- for a split second, he’d almost forgotten that his wings were anything strange. But hey, was that surprising? His wings were a bit weird to wizards, let alone to a Muggle like this pilot was -- or at least, he figured it must be weird: he’d never talked to a real Muggle before...
This thought was like a two-by-four to Darian’s head.
A Muggle. He’d been seen by a Muggle -- a Muggle was staring right at him, at his wings -- !
“No!”
Darian choked out the word like a child caught with his hand in the cookie jar. He quickly tried to fold his wings, even as his right one spasmed with pain.
“No, no, they’re -- uh -- mechanical!” he lied quickly. “Like your aeroplane! Lots of gears and metal, underneath all the feathers!”
He laughed weakly as he tried once again to fold his wings over his shoulders like a cape, holding his right one in both hands to try to mitigate the pain pulsing through it.
The pilot blinked slowly at him, his expression becoming much more amused. “...Really?”
“Yeah!” said Darian, his mouth spread into a very nervous smile. “They’re completely normal! Just like me -- normal and Muggle as can be -- ”
Wait -- Muggles don’t call themselves Muggles, do they -- do they use No-Maj -- ?!
“ -- I-I mean...just a normal mug, you know -- that’s me. Heh...”
His voice sounded pathetic in his own ears. He had to sound like a complete idiot!
Rather than looking suspicious, however, the pilot only seemed to smile broader and more sincerely than ever. He seemed almost charmed.
“Well...any normal mug I reckon would be a bit shaken, fallin’ outta the air like that,” he said. He extended a gloved hand to Darian. “Here -- lemme help you down.”
Darian blinked, a bit confused. Then, hesitantly, he accepted the hand. It was smaller than his, but the pilot held his hand securely as he helped Darian down onto the lower wing, before they both climbed back down to the ground. The pilot was the exact same height as Darian.
The embodiment of tall, dark and handsome, the prince thought amusedly, reminded of Kath sarcastically using the same term for him, when the crew of the Empyrean had to go undercover at a masquerade party and a bunch of the ladies had abruptly all started flirting with Darian.
Once they’d made it back to solid ground, the pilot took off his helmet at last. A wave of beautiful, long black hair swirled out, cascading around the pilot’s face like ocean water.
Darian blinked in slight surprise. Seemed he’d been saved by a tall, dark handsome female pilot.
Cool.
Several more planes flew over their heads. The pilot watched them, her dark eyes narrowing a bit.
“Here,” she said lowly. “Best hide those away, ‘fore anyone else sees...”
She leaned over the edge of her plane and took out a blanket from inside the cockpit, wrapping it quickly around Darian’s folded wings on his shoulders.
“Oh, uh -- thanks,” said Darian sheepishly.
The blanket was small enough that he’d have to keep his wings completely folded, to hide them under it. He glanced over his shoulder at the planes soaring overhead.
“...Who are they?”
“The other cadets,” said the pilot as she put down her helmet on the wing and worked to tie up her hair into a messy bun. “They’re all pretty swell, honestly, but that don’t mean they pro’lly wouldn’t flip a bit, seeing your... ‘mechanics.’” She shot another furtive look skyward. “Best be gettin’ on.”
Picking her helmet again and tucking it under her arm, she then gave Darian a smile.
“Are you hungry?”
Darian was startled. “Huh?”
“Well, I did knock yeh plum outta the sky,” she said good-naturedly. “Reckon I really should apologize proper for that. My car’s just ‘round the corner from the hanger, we can always drive out and grab a bite. Then maybe I can drop you somewheres, so you can make your way home...”
Darian rubbed the back of his neck uncomfortably as she started to walk across the field and he followed along close behind. “Well, uh...that might be a bit hard, I mean...I’m not really from around here...my crew and I are just passing through...”
“Could one of your buddies come and pick you up somewheres?” asked the pilot in concern.
Darian considered this. Truthfully, all he really needed to get airborne was a healing potion...or just the ingredients for one -- he could more than brew it himself. And even if he obviously couldn’t brew anything in front of his new Muggle friend (this thought made Darian feel a bit giddy despite himself -- he’d made friends with a real-life Muggle!! Not just that, but a fly girl!!), he could probably manage it somewhere a bit more magical...like Gravesville!
“...Well, there’s a place in Philadelphia...my friends were shopping there, just a little while ago. I could meet them there.”
Gravesville would have owls, right? Darian thought to himself.
The pilot smiled. “In Philly? No sweat! That’s just over the river from Camden...I can drop you off there, after we eat.”
Darian’s face lit up. “Great!”
They reached the pilot’s car. Darian for a minute couldn’t help but just walk around it, entranced. It was a bright and shiny ruby red, with a lightweight black roof propped up by metal rods, and it had two spare wheels mounted to either side of its nose, almost like decoration.
“You like her?” asked the pilot.
“I’ve never seen anything like it,” said Darian. “Her, I mean...”
He was reminded of how Jules always called the Empyrean a “she” -- he’d said that all ships were called that.
I wonder if all vehicles are ‘she’s?’ Darian wondered to himself.
He beamed at the pilot. “She’s beautiful!”
The pilot couldn’t bite back a proud smile as she flushed a dark red.
“Old Apple’s kinda old-fashioned -- I got her second-hand,” she explained bashfully. “But I was able to fix her up some, ‘round my studies.”
She opened up the passenger door, extending a hand to invite Darian in. Once he sat down inside the car and had put his bulging satchel gently down on the floor, she darted around the other side and began to unfold the car’s top and stow it away. It seemed clunky to do -- the top made a lot of weird noises when it was tamped down, and Raye had to twist and smack parts of it just to compress it, but she did it with such little fuss that it seemed like an inconvenience she was very used to.
“I just realized -- I haven’t introduced myself!” said the pilot with a sheepish smile. “The name’s Raye -- Raye Davies. Short for Rachel -- but really, just Raye will do.”
Darian beamed. “Pleased to meet you, Raye! Darian Zain -- that’s what most everyone calls me.”
Raye cocked an eyebrow at him as she smiled. “‘Most everyone?’ Well then, I guess I’ll follow suit.”
Climbing in herself and closing the door, she put the key in the ignition and turned on the car, making it rumble to life under Darian. The noise and movement startled the prince, but only to the extent that it made his tanned face light up with excitement -- a reaction that made Raye’s face seem to glow that bit brighter too.
“Now, then...hm...” Raye mumbled thoughtfully. “Reckon we can’t be strollin’ on in to any diners: you’d look weird, bein’ all wrapped up in a blanket. And some joints ‘round here can be right rotten to ‘out-of-towners’...”
Her black eyes then lit up with a thought.
“Ever been to the park-in theater, up in Pennsauken Township?” she asked.
Darian blinked. “No.”
Raye's face lit up. “Oh, it’s the berries! They just opened it a couple months ago...but the dames there just come right up to your car, take your order, and then bring it on back to you, so you don’t miss any of the movie...”
Darian racked his brains. He’d heard of movies -- the Empyrean’s ship doctor sometimes talked about one of his friends who made those for a living...what was his name, ‘Fawcett’...?
“Sure, they don’t play anythin’ that great and the sound quality’s kinda bum,” Raye rambled on a bit more awkwardly. “But well, folks don’t really get outta their cars there, so no one’ll pro’lly look at you funny if you’re wrapped up in a blanket. And even if it’s cheap, their food’s still pretty jake. Whaddya say?”
For all of Raye’s insecurity about the place, Darian seemed perfectly undaunted. The idea of such a new experience excited him to no end, so when she asked his opinion, he answered both immediately and brightly.
“Sounds like fun!”
Raye beamed, visibly relieved.
Once she was sure Darian was holding on securely, Raye put the car in drive and stepped on the accelerator, driving off down the road with speed.
Darian had to grab the blanket around his wings before it flew off with one hand and hold onto the bottom of the car’s window frame with the other, but the speed still made his heart race and his chin-length dark hair flap in the wind. He couldn’t stop himself from giving a loud “WOO!” over the air loudly rattling in his ears.
~*~
Raye drove Darian up to Pennsauken Township, into the quirky new park-in theater. The vendors there sold lots of candy, popcorn, and chips, alongside all the soda pop, ice cream, and hot dogs. Raye had offered to treat Darian, which turned out to be a big mistake, since Darian immediately went hog-wild and bought absolutely everything available.
“Guess I’ll be havin’ beans for the next week,” Raye muttered to herself as she handed over her hard-won earnings to the vendor.
She found she couldn’t be too upset, though, seeing how excited Darian was when the vendor handed him the full contents of her tray. Even the pretty woman giving Darian a sassy wink only seemed to make Raye smile grow amusedly, particularly when the winged young man brightly accepted the assortment of snacks, completely oblivious to the woman’s overtures.
“Wow,” Darian said excitedly. “Look at them all! There’s so many...”
Raye’s black eyes sparkled a bit when they squinted. “Yeah, there’s a lot more selection, closer to the bigger cities. Easier to ship and store stuff in bulk here...”
Darian considered this. “...I guess that makes sense...”
He’d had dessert almost every day, when he’d still been at home -- it wasn’t as common that he got to have it on board the Empyrean, since they were so on-the-go. The rareness of it hadn’t really disappointed Darian, though -- if anything, it made those sweet treats that bit more special, not to have them every day. Plus he’d gotten to try a lot of different sweets than he’d never had previously, and most of them were great! Except for meringues -- Darian was still baffled that chalky-tasting stuff was somehow considered edible.
He curiously rifled through the different colorful wrappers, reading them one by one. Babe Ruths, Twizzlers, Twinkies, Fritos, Lay’s Potato Chips, Tootsie Rolls, Goobers, Milk Duds, Ritz crackers...
“I’ve never had anything like this before,” he admitted.
Candied fruits and dates were much more par the course, where Darian was from. In fact, Jules and Kath had only just given both him and Desiree a crash course in commercial magical sweets like Sugar Quills, though Darian took to them much better than Desiree did.
Darian looked up at Raye eagerly. “Which one should I try first?”
Raye considered this.
“...Well, d’you like chocolate?” she asked after a moment.
“Yeah,” said Darian. “I’ve had Cauldro -- I mean, chocolate cakes before...they’re great!”
If Raye had heard his slip-up, she paid it no mind. Instead she merely smiled.
“Maybe a Tastykake would be good, then!”
She took out a tiny cupcake with chocolate wrapped in plastic, taking it out and handing it to Darian. He took a bite, and was startled when along with the chocolate cake, he tasted a sweet buttercream filling.
“Mmm!” he said. He licked his lips of it quickly so he wouldn’t make a mess and beamed at Raye. “This is delicious!”
Raye grinned seeing how happily Darian devoured the cake. He then proceeded to pick out another similar-looking yellow pastry in a wrapper labeled “Twinkies” and unwrapped it. When he bit into it, he was once again delighted when it was full of creamy filling.
“Mmmm!”
Raye laughed. “You like it?”
“Mm’yeah!” Darian said with his mouth full. He then quickly swallowed, wiping his mouth bashfully. “I mean, yeah!”
Raye only laughed harder, which made Darian laugh too.
“Here,” said Raye, her face a bit brighter than before as she reached into Darian’s pile and snagged a small handful of unlabeled wrapped brown candy squares, “try the caramels next -- those are my favorite.”
The caramels were indeed pretty tasty. Darian enjoyed how chewy they and the candies called “Tootsie Rolls” were. He also really liked the Mallocups, Raisinets, potato chips, and popsicles. He was fine with just one bite of the black licorice -- he ended up washing it down with some Coca Cola, which was probably his favorite thing of the entire night. He’d never had anything so bubbly before, nor anything that simultaneously tickled his tongue and nose so much, and when it made him belch more loudly than he ever had in his life, both he and Raye couldn’t stop laughing. It even prompted Raye to -- upon several people in other cars shooting Darian disgusted looks -- gulp down quite a lot of soda herself, just so she could belch just as loudly. It ended up being hilarious accompaniment to the cheesy monster movie playing over their heads on the projector screen.
When the movie was finally over and they’d had their fill of all the food they’d ordered, it was already night. Raye put on a fedora, wool coat, and gloves for warmth, and then she drove Darian over the Delaware River into Philadelphia.
Darian directed her to the street corner around which lay the wall that obscured the magical borough of Gravesville and asked her to drop him off there. When Raye parked at the street corner, though, she suddenly looked incredibly unsure. Her shoulders had become very tense.
“Are...you gonna be all right from here?” she asked hesitantly.
Darian gave her a reassuring smile. “Oh, sure! I know where I’m going.”
Once he was in a more magical environment, he could heal himself without anyone paying him any mind...
He glanced down at the blanket around his shoulders.
“Oh! Here...”
The exiled prince made as if to take it off, but Raye quickly threw out a hand to grab his and stop him from taking it off.
“Don’t!” she said quickly.
Darian blinked. Raye flushed a bit as she withdrew her hand.
“It’s just...folks will see you,” she mumbled self-consciously. She glanced around at the various passerby anxiously.
“Well, yeah,” said Darian with a frown. “But you said it’d look weird, if I was walking around with a blanket on. And you need it back, don’t you?”
“I can get another one,” Raye said very quickly and dismissively.
She kept looking around, almost shrinking a bit against the steering wheel. It was almost like this neighborhood made her nervous, for some reason...
“Are you all right?” Darian asked, concerned.
Raye forced a smile. “Well, sure -- just...just don’ come down here that much...”
She tried to brush off her nerves, putting on a slightly braver expression.
“...Just...go ahead and keep covered, ‘til you’re back with your crew. Reckon they’d be able to protect you from anyone who might give you grief for your...mechanics.”
Her eyes flitted down to Darian’s folded wings obscured by the blanket around his shoulders. Darian glanced down at her blanket around his shoulders and then back up at her, offering her a slightly gentler smile.
“You didn’t give me any grief for them,” he pointed out. He smiled a bit sheepishly. “I thought you might actually -- I’m sure you’ve probably never seen a flying man before...”
Raye smiled self-consciously as her eyes fell down to her steering wheel.
“I’ve seen weirder,” she said dismissively.
Not letting Darian press her further, she changed the subject, forcing her smile that bit more.
“Well, um...it was nice meetin’ you, Darian Zain,” she said formally. “Best of luck gettin’ back to your crew.”
���...Thank you...”
Darian felt himself deflating a bit despite himself. Guess this really was the end of this weird little adventure, wasn’t it...?
Picking up the satchel up off the car floor, he hoisted it up over his shoulder again and put on a braver, more sincere smile.
“...Raye? I know I just said it, but...thank you. I haven’t really ever been able to go out and just have fun with people that much, and...well, this day was one of the best I’ve ever had, in my whole life.”
He grinned.
“I had a lot of fun! The ride-in was great, and Apple’s a beautiful car -- and you’re a pretty swell friend. So thank you.”
Raye blinked, taken aback by the winged man’s sincerity. Then her black eyes grew a little smaller, sparkling with a bit more fondness.
“...You’re welcome.”
She paused.
“...Hey, um...if you ever end up ‘round here again, you can always look me up, near Camden Airfield. I’m there most days, and just about all the pilots there know me -- even the ones who don’t think lady-folks should be flyin’ planes,” she added with a wryer smile. Her confidence then faltered a bit as she rambled on, “We could always go for a drive somewhere else...we could go to Newark and visit a brewery -- maybe even go to Steel Pier, if there’s time...”
Darian’s grin spread so wide, it nearly took up his whole face.
“Yeah!” he said, thrilled. “I’d like that!”
Raye’s face flushed happily as she beamed.
“Great,” she said, her voice a bit breathy despite herself. Her black eyes crinkled up to make room for the big smile on her face. “Well, um...see you ‘round, Darian.”
His face still bright with his big grin, Darian waved with his hand not holding his satchel.
“Bye, Raye!”
And with this, he departed around the corner, right up to the enchanted wall leading to Gravesville. Tapping the three left-most bricks with his knuckles, and then kicking the lowest right with his foot, the wall suddenly became as translucent as mist, and Darian slid right on through.
~*~
As fate would have it, Desiree and Lugh had gone back to Gravesville to look for Darian, after he didn’t return to the Empyrean. Desiree scolded Darian in both English and French for worrying them, and Darian was very apologetic, not just to Desiree, but to the others when they all returned to the ship. Kath ended chewing Darian out even more than Desiree did, especially after Darian told them about the new friend he’d made.
“You seriously just climbed into a complete stranger’s car and drove away with her?” said Kath, flabbergasted. “It’s a bloody miracle that you haven’t gotten yourself killed, with how blindly trusting you are...”
“She waz only a Muggle, Mon Ami Alton,” said Desiree lightly. “I doubt she would’ve been able to ‘urt Monsieur Zain zat much, even if she tried...but even zo.”
“Don’t underestimate Muggles, your Worship,” Lugh reminded Desiree. “They can be just as helpful or dangerous as any of us.”
“Well, fortunately, it sounds like this one was helpful!” Jules said optimistically. “So we can be thankful for that, at least...”
He smiled at Darian. “Just be more careful next time, all right? Felix, Kath and Desi were all really worried about you.”
“Don’t put words in my mouth,” Felix and Kath shot back in nearly perfect unison. It made Lugh, Darian, and Jules all burst out laughing and made Desiree fail to bite back a smile.
“I will,” said Darian, smiling slightly as Jules’s pet occamy Zephyr flew up to nuzzle his shoulder affectionately with his beak.
Definitely should make sure I have some healing potions on me, when I travel alone, he thought to himself.
~*~
After Darian had left the street corner, Raye stayed parked off to the side for about a half-hour, just in case he reemerged needing more help. It was just as she was about to head out that she caught sight of a familiar face rounding the corner with several other people -- that of a dashing dark-haired man with a pointed chin and nose and sparkling black eyes, dressed in an unusually flowing suit not unlike robes.
At the sight of Raye, the man stopped mid-walk, staring at her. His eyes were very critical. Raye met his gaze head-on, but her attitude was not hostile or even confrontational -- on the contrary: her posture seemed to shrink a bit against her steering wheel again, even as she stood her ground and stared at him.
The people around the man glanced over at where he was looking, curious. Muttering something to them under his breath, the man quickly steered them away, shooting another cold look back at Raye as he went.
Raye looked down at her own hands on Apple’s steering wheel, sighing quietly through her nose.
It was so much less uncomfortable when the MACUSA was still back in New York City, rather than in Philadelphia...
At least Seph showed his face after Darian left, Raye thought to herself uncomfortably.
She didn’t even want to think of how many questions Darian might have, if he’d figured out she had the same last name as the new Head of the Federal Bureau of Covert Vigilance and No-Maj Obliviation...nor how much grief Joseph would give her, for entertaining a clueless foreign wizard with a set of giant wings he couldn’t even hide from Muggle view...
With a cringe, Raye shifted the gears of her car and, with one last look over in the direction of where she knew Gravesville was hidden, she drove off, back over the Delaware River into Camden, New Jersey.
#fantastic beasts and where to find them#my writing#darian zain#raye davies#julio aquila#jules aquila#desiree lestrange#kathleen alton#lugh hopper#felix witt#my fanfiction
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Drow Name Tables
Something I did as a special favor to @kimmurielsscryingmirror (@eldritchmist ) who showed interest. Because it’s...pretty big I decided to make it into it’s own post.
These are a few Drow naming tables that were originally found in an issue of Dragon Magazine. It’s two d100 tables of prefixes and suffixes commonly used in first names. The second couple of tables is a list of common house name prefixes and suffixes.
EDIT: Just a little something for those who care which I didn’t add before because it took me so long to finish the transcription I just wanted to post it lol. The gender difference is noted in the related Dragon Magazine article as being significant. Non Drow may not notice but a Drow will notice the difference. Female names sometimes borrow parts that are normally only considered male and this is considered fine...but a male with a name that borrows a typically only female part would be seen as extremely taboo.
Prefix (Female/Male) - Meaning
Akor/Alak beloved, best, first
Alaun/Alton lightning, powerful
Aly/Kel legendary, singing, song
Ang/Adin beast, monstrous, savage
Ardul/Amal blessed, divine, godly
Aun/Ant crypt, dead, deadly, death
Bae/Bar fate, fated, luck, lucky
Bal/Bel burned, burning, fire, flame
Belar/Bruh arrow, lance, piercing
Briz/Berg graceful, fluid, like water
Bur/Bhin craft, crafty, sly
Chal/Chasz earth, stable
Char/Kron sick, venom, venomed
Chess/Cal noble, lady/lord
Dhaun infested, plague
Dil/Dur cold, ice, still
Dirz/Div dream, dreaming, fantasy
Dris/Riz ash, dawn, east, eastern
Eclav/Elk chaos, mad, madness
Elvan/Kalan elf, elven, far, lost
Elv/Elaug drow, mage, power
Erel/Rhyl eye, moon, spy
Ethe/Erth mithril, resolute
Faer/Selds oath, sworn, vow
Felyn/Fil pale, thin, weak, white
Filf/Phar dwarf, dwarven, treacherous
Gauss/Orgoll dread, fear, feared, vile
G'eld friend, spider
Ghuan accursed, curse, unlucky
Gin/Din berserk, berserker, orc, wild
Grey/Gul ghost, pale, unliving
Hael/Hatch marked, trail, way
Hal/Sol deft, nimble, spider-like
Houn/Rik magic, ring, staff
Iiv/Dip liege, war, warrior
Iim life, living, spirit, soul
Illiam/Im devoted, heart, love
In/Sorn enchanted, spell
Ilph emerald, green, lush, tree
Irae/Ilzt arcane, mystic, wizard
Irr/Izz hidden, mask, masked
Iym/Ist endless, immortal
Jan/Duag shield, warded
Jhael/Gel ambitious, clan, kin, family
Jhul/Jar charmed, rune, symbol
Jys/Driz hard, steel, unyielding
Lael/Llt iron, west, western
Lar/Les binding, bound, law, lawful
LiNeer/Mourn legend, legendary, mythical
Lird/Ryld brand, branded, owned, slave
Lua/Lyme bright, crystal, light
Mal/Malag mystery, secret
May/Mas beautiful, beauty, silver
Micar lost, poison, widow
Min/Ran lesser, minor, second
Mol/Go blue, storm, thunder, wind
Myr/Nym lost, skeleton, skull
Nath/Mer doom, doomed, fate
Ned/Nad cunning, genius, mind, thought
Nhil/Nal fear, gorrible, horror, outraged
Neer core, root, strong
Null/Nil sad, tear, weeping
Olor/Omar skin, tattoo, tattooed
Pellan/Relon north, platiunum, wind
Phaer/Vorn honor, honored
Phyr/Phyx bless, blessed, blessing
Qualn/Quil mighty, ocean, sea
Quar aged, eternal, time
Quav/Quev charmed, docile, friend
Qil/Quil foe, goblin, slave
Rauv/Welv cave, rock, stone
Ril/Ryl foretold, omen
Sbat/Szor amber, yellow
Sab/Tsab abyss, empty, void
Shi'n/Kren fool, foolish, young
Shri/Ssz silk, silent
Shur/Shar dagger, edge, stiletto
Shynt invisible, skilled, unseen
Sin/Szin festival, joy, pleasure
Ssap/Tath blue, midnight, night
Susp/Spir learned, skilled, wise
Talab/Tluth burn, burning, fire
Tal/Tar love, pain, wound, wounded
Triel/Taz bat, winged
T'riss/Teb blade, sharp, sword
Ulvir/Uhls gold, golden, treasure
Umrae/Hurz faith, faithful, true
Vas/Vesz blood, bloody, flesh
Vic abyss, deep, profound
Vier/Val black, dark, darkness
Vlon/Wod bold, hero, heroic
Waer/Wehl deep, hidden, south, southern
Wuyon/Wruz humble, third, trivial
Xull/Url blooded, crimson, ruby
Xun demon, fiend, fiendish
Yas/Yaz riddle, spinning, thread, web
Zar/Zakn dusk, haunted, shadow
Zebey/Zek dragon, lithe, rage, wyrm
Zes/Zsz ancient, elder, respected
Zilv/Vuz forgotten, old, unknown
Suffixes (Female/Male) - Meaning
a/agh breaker, destruction, end, omega
ace/as savant, scholar, wizard
ae/aun dance, dancer, life, player
aer/d blood, blood of, heir
afae/afein bane, executioner, slayer
afay/aufein eyes, eyes of, seer
ala/launim healer, cleric
anna/erin advisor, counselor to
arra/atar queen/prince
aste bearer, keeper, slaver
avin/aonar guardian, guard, shield
ayne/al lunatic, maniac, manic, rage
baste/gloth path, walker
breena/antar matriach/patriarch, ruler
bryn/lyn agent, assassin, killer
cice/roos born of, child, young
cyrl/axle ally, companion, friend
da/daer illusionist, trickster
dia/drin rogue, stealer
diira/diirn initiate, sister/brother
dra/zar lover, match, mate
driira/driirn mother/father, teacher
dril/dorl knight, sword, warrior
e servant, slave, vessel
eari/erd giver, god, patron
eyl archer, arrow, flight, flyer
ffyn/fein minstrel, singer, song
fryn champion, victor, weapon, weapon of
iara/ica baron, duke, lady/lord
ice/eth obsession, taker, taken
idil/imar alpha, beginning, creator of, maker
iira/inid harbinger, herald
inidia secret, wall, warder
inil/in lady/lord, rider, steed
intra envoy, messenger, prophet
isstra/atlab acolyte, apprentice, student
ithra/irahc dragon, serpent, wyrm
jra/gos beast, biter, stinger
jss scout, stalker
kacha/kah beauty, hair, style
kiira/raen apostle, disciple
lay/dyn flight, flyer, wing, wings
lara/aghar cynic, death, end, victim
lin arm, armor, commander
lochar messenger, spider
mice/myr bone, bones, necromancer, witch
mur'ss shadow, spy, witness
na/nar adept, ghost, spirit
nilee/olil corpse, disease, ravager
niss/nozz chance, gambler, game
nitra/net kicker, returned, risen
nolu art, artist, expert, treasure
olin ascension, love, lover, lust
onia/onim rod, staff, token, wand
oyss/omph binder, judge, law, prison
qualyn ally, caller, kin
quarra/net horde, host, legion
quiri/oj aura, cloak, hide, skin
ra/or fool, game, prey, quarry
rae/rar secret, seeker, quest
raema/orvir crafter, fist, hand
raena/olvir center, haven, home
riia/rak enchanter, mage, spellcaster
ril bandit, enemy, raider, outlaw
riina/ree enchanter, mage, spellcaster
ryna/oyn follower, hired, mercenary
ryne/ryn blooded, elder, experienced
shalee/ral abjurer, gaze, watch, watcher
ssysn/rysn artifact, dweomer, sorcerer, spell
stin/trin clan, house, merchant, of the house
stra/tran spider, spinner, weaver
tana/ton darkness, lurker, prowler
thara/tar glyph, marker, rune
thrae/olg charmer, leader, seducer
tree/tel exile, loner, outcast, pariah
tyrr dagger, poison, poisoner, scorpion
ual/dan speed, strider
ue/dor arm, artisan, fingers
uit/dar breath, voice, word
une/diin diviner, fate, future, oracle
uque cavern, digger, mole, tunnel
urra/dax nomad, renegade, wanderer
va/ven comrade, honor, honored
vayas forge, forger, hammer, smith
vyll punishment, scourge, whip, zealot
vyrae/vyr mistress/master, overseer
wae/hrae heir, inheritor, princess
wiira/hriir seneschal of, steward
wyss/hrys best, creator, starter
xae/zaer orb, rank, ruler, sceptor
xena/zen cutter, gem, jewel, jeweler
xyra/zyr sage, teller
yl drow, woman/man
ylene/yln handmaiden/squire, maiden/youth
ymma/inyon drider, feet, foot, runner
ynda/yrd captain, custodian, marshal, ranger
ynrae/yraen heretic, rebel, riot, void
vrae architect, founder, mason
yrr protector, rival, wielder
zyne/zt finder, hunter
House Name Prefixes - Meaning
Alean the noble line of
Ale traders in
Arab daughters of
Arken mages of
Auvry blood of the
Baen blessed by
Barri spawn of
Cladd warriors from
Desp victors of
De champions of
Do' walkers in
Eils lands of
Everh the caverns of
Fre friends of
Gode clan of
Helvi those above
Hla seers of
Hun' the sisterhood of
Ken sworn to
Kil people of
Mae raiders from
Mel mothers of
My honored of
Noqu sacred to
Orly guild of
Ouss heirs to
Rilyn house of
Teken' delvers in
Tor mistresses of
Zau children of
House Name Suffixes - Meaning
afin the web
ana the night
ani the widow
ar poison
arn fire
ate the way
ath the dragons
duis the whip
ervs the depths
ep the underdark
ett magic
ghym the forgotten ways
iryn history
lyl the blade
mtor the abyss
ndar black hearts
neld the arcane
rae fell powers
rahel the gods
rret the void
sek adamantite
th challenges
tlar mysteries
t'tar victory
tyl the pits
und the spider's kiss
urden the darkness
val silken weaver
viir dominance
zynge the ruins
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Set 1 and set 2 of Dnd eyeballs! Featuring all the eyes of people relating to or important to my character!
Things to note:
-Nym and Oren are the same person, so Nym's is simply how he holds them in more modern times, being tired and all.
-Xerxes has a crystal inplace of his right eye. It glows slightly to his dismay but it's all he can get (a gift from another).
-I am not wholly a fan of how the colours for the mother and sibling(?)'s came out.
-April and Apricot are based off one another like Oranges and Oren. April May be cursed, so there is also a chance that Apricot is April
-Its really funny to me that his father and father figure (Alton) both have very red eyes.
-Dominous is the Big bad! He has killed Nym once and tried to kill the party atleast 3 2 more times after that. He may be the reason Nym has no memory.
-Chester is his displacer beast, toothy is his mimic.
-Apricot and Oranges are Elerwyn.
-Phoenix, Pocket, Petunia, and Artimis are the other players! I do not own them, but they are here because they are part of the Party Nym is in.
-The last four are non direct family members. Like distant cousins. Wolf, fox, and bear are not their names. Just like friend 1, 3, and his mother, father, and sibling, I do not know their real names. 3 people are also missing, Beetle, Salmon, and Elephant. I have yet to design them. So they were skipped for now and will be found in a later dnd eye set.
#eyes#art#my art#artwork#oc#oc art#pheoblitz oc#my ocs#ocs#original art#original character#my oc#my artwork#dnd oc#dnd5e#dnd character#dnd art#dnd#friends ocs#d&d oc art#d&d oc#d&d character#d&d art#d&d#d&d 5e#digital#digital art#ibispaint#elerwyn#this took me 10 hours-
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The group playing gang beasts be like:
Alice & Me: CAT FIGHT!!!
VD: Trying not to fall off the map and die
Smiler: Not doing anything (Legendary Strategy)
Cuddlepile
Alice: That's that fighting game where you play ridiculously floppy critters trying to throw each other off boats or into the paths of subways and suchlike, isn't it? I think your initial assessment of me, you, and Victor playing that is accurate, but I suspect Smiler would be wobbling around everywhere causing as much chaos as possible.
Smiler: Oh I don't know, I'd probably stop long enough to watch the cat fight. [grins] And then see if I could sneak attack the winner.
#toonsisters#~M: I want some questions! now! (ask)#~V: Cuddlepile#~T: Running Headlong Into The Bullshit#valicer gang beasts#~C: Alice Liddell#~C: Smiler Alton#((I've only ever seen this game played by other people#not really a battle royaler myself#but it looks amusing#and yes I can see Smiler deliberately setting off map hazards and watching fights#only to attack the winner once their back is turned XD#good stuff :P))#~M: with this hand I will lift your queue
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So…. ;w;
Here is my version of human Alton Towers.
This version, he is an retired Abyss Hunter, but he still assists the Abyss Watchers and Uri’s Grandmother with helping lost pure soul supernatural creatures to become guardians for anyone who is struggling, the Watchers, or with him in his park, Alton Towers. Of course he wants to make sure if the creature is comfortable enough to not only be around with people, but to help make his park interesting and safe for both worlds.
If the beast refuses, he will allow them to choose their own path with the Watchers or with any Soul who is struggling in life. However, if a beast wish to prove that not all supernatural creatures are not this scary, he will welcome them with open arms.
Those who have been willing to go with him, they will be placed to protect a coaster. Not only forming a mascot for the coaster, this also creating new abilities to those creatures. Whichever ride they’re with, they will gain the ability to mimic the ride’s power or personality. Creating a safe and an actual fun experience for both normal and supernatural worlds, in exchange, Alton makes sure the beasts are protected and safe. If a rogue hunter tries to kill one of the creatures, he will personally fight them off from his park. If there are beasts that are not getting along and on a verge of a Turf War, he will quickly stop them and find the root of the problem… but there were cases where he was too late to stop the fight, and sees one of the Beasts lying dead while the other stood victorious… only for that beast to have their abilities stripped away from them and banished back to the Abyss Watchers.
That sadly never lasted once The Ministry of Joy formed. Bringing Otsana into the picture. Alton was very uncomfortable with the fact he now has a werewolf in his park, but was threatened by MOJ if he doesn’t allow her in, they will take away the X-Sector, permanently. He reluctantly agreed, as Otsana became The Smiler Guard for the ride… he will soon find out it was a horrible mistake.
Charmer, an ex-guardian beast was protecting his Coaster, Wicker Man. Until he noticed Otsana trying to lure a poor soul into the X-Sector, to the Ministry. The former beast told Otsana to back off and leave his area, but the werewolf refused to leave without collecting her subjects.. creating a Turf War. Alton received news that two beasts are now fighting, causing him to worry as he quickly went out to the scene… he didn’t make it in time.
Otsana now had the dying Guard in her jaws, teeth holding Charmer’s neck as he struggled to breathe. Alton was furious, just before he was ready to take Otsana’s powers away, MOJ stopped him and reminded him of there deal. The man felt defeated, as he now watched Otsana freeing Charmer and returned to the Ministry. Alton apologize profusely to Charmer, as healers are doing everything they can to save him… but the wounds were very deep, Charmer asked Alton to find the right beast to take his place and make sure Otsana and the Ministry are burned to ashes. As much as Alton didn’t want to promise such thing, he accepted Charmer’s last wish. He also hated the Ministry, not only they took people away from their families, but they took away a friend to all.
Alton reported to the Watchers, as they understood his pain, frustration, and struggles. Both he and the Watcher secretly hatched a plan to slowly take down the Ministry piece by piece, to make sure not only they have no control over the X-Sector, but strip Otsana’s abilities and permanently banish her. While that, Uri was presented to Alton. Upon seeing her fire like energy and valor for fighting back darkness gave him a small smile, and Uri can see he is in pain, tired, and very defeated under his mask. Gently starting a conversation with the man as he explained what happened, the girl huffed as she formed into a beast. Fur up and spiky with anger, hoping one day to go to his park and fight the werewolf for him.
Uri’s Grandmother saw and heard them talking, soon an idea formed. She looked over to the two as she then spoke to her granddaughter, assigning her to be with Alton, and protect Wicker Man and guests. The two were surprised by this, but Alton was worried that something bad will happen to Uri. Yet the old woman looked unfazed, she has full trust in Uri and Alton. She knows they’re going to be okay, but if something deeply negative and heavy does happen, Alton has to contact his former leader immediately.
After that, Uri was now off with Alton, to protect and fulfill Charmer’s final wish. Looking over to see the Wicker Man Coaster, to this day, she is still impressed. Alton has seen Uri struggle with her assigned coaster, but seeing her and helping her out made her pick up everything quickly. As much it was reliving, it didn’t last as his worst fears came true. Otsana began to fight with Uri.
He raced over to stop the fight, to only see Uri ignite into flames and push back Otsana. She didn’t want to kill her, not only because of the guests, but she can see the Werewolf herself was somewhat in pain. Physically and mentally. Thus the two left each other alone to recover from their fight.
Alton and the healers ran over to inspect Uri, thankfully and thanks to her new fire abilities, her wounds somewhat healed on their own. Deeply relieved, Alton now makes sure to inspect and inform the beasts if they began to fight, they will have to go to him to sort it out or get away from each other. Thankfully, all of them agreed and some began to learn how to get along or left each other alone… the only one who hasn’t agreed was Otsana and the Ministry. To them, this is a test ground to show off their might. Little did they know, that ego of theirs will crumble.
Now Alton makes sure everyone is safe and having a fantastic time, even the beasts make sure to spread that same positive energy to all. Uri would visit Alton to make sure he’s doing well and ask if he needed anything or share information to the other Beasts. Deeply appreciated for her help through a tough time… almost, as he would scold her for trying to set fires to the Ministry and Phalanx.
All in all, he deeply loves his work and helping Pure Hearted Beasts… yet struggled with the binds of the Ministry and Phalanx.
In short with Phalanx: They want to control all of the beasts for government purposes (their purposes), but Alton and the Watchers said “How about you fuck off with that idea.” But professionally. So Alton never assigned a beast to protect Nemesis, fearing that Phalanx would take advantage of them and might do unspeakable harm. Let alone… Nemesis herself IS a beast.
Extra thing: If the coaster is retired, the beast’s power would also fade away. Yet Alton would allow them to stay to help him out or assist with Watchers to fend off darkness. Some stayed as a form of guidance for the newer beasts and some went of to join the watchers.
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Writing hurts! But I did it ;w; so yeah, this man has non-threatening monsters in his park to show that both worlds can indeed coexist. Yet there are a few who would love to mess that up. But thanks for his connections, he hopes life would return to normal without the fears of control and Turf Wars. He still spots Otsana and Uri ready to fight each other again, but thankfully he is there to stop the two.
Also, here is him without his hat.
This man never takes off his mask, unless it’s to wash or sleep, but even if you try, another one will appear lol
Uri and some of the beasts would sometimes play a joke and try to take off his mask, only to find another and another. The only people who had seen him without his mask, was Uri’s grandmother and old retired hunters.
This one was just a layout on how he’ll look like. Gonna now officially make his ref. Might use this pose or make a new one. For now, I hope you enjoy! :D
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you belong to the Smiler
Everyone's heard of the 14 inverting Gurstlauer coaster with one of the most infamous histories in the history of roller coasters. The smiler opened on 31st of May 2013 after having been delayed many many months due to teething problems. To make way for this beast of a coaster, the Black hole had to be removed, or rather, its tent did since the attraction closed in 2005.
Manufactured by German company Gurstlauer, the smiler was the first Infinity coaster smashing records with its many inversions and immersive theming.The ride also consists of two chain lift hills (one of which is at a 90° angle) and a soundtrack to drive you mad which is blasted in your ears the second you enter the X-sector area.
During the 2012 scarefest, the backstory of the ride was released in the form of a scare maze. This maze would take guests through the Sanctuary, run by the ministry of joy. It would introduce us to Dr Kelman and Miles Cedars(the first smiling advocate) and the story of The Smiler. As well as this, Towers released a four part mini horror series titled “Smile.Always'' which would be a slogan for the ride that gave enthusiasts insight into what the ride would be about. However, after the crash most of the backstory behind the ride had to be removed.
Unfortunately I can't talk about The Smiler without bringing up that tragedy that happened on June 2nd 2015. The smiler crash was a human error, yet it causes many theme park goers to feel hesitant about the ride. So, how did it happen? On a particularly windy and particularly busy day in June 2015, The Smiler ride broke down around midday due to technical difficulties- it shouldn't have been open in the first place with gusts exceeding 46 miles per hour(the ride should only operate in gusts under 34 mph) and due to the high queue times a fifth train was added to the tracks. However, the people who added the train (The ride operators for that day) never told the maintenance team that the train had been added and since the train wasn't weighted with water dummies to help it make the course of the track. This caused the train to stall in a valley near the ride's batwing element. Once the train had come to a complete stop, a loaded train had already been dispatched sending guests up the first lift hill. It stopped. This is a good thing, the ride is supposed to stop at this point since sensors were likely to have detected something obstructing the track and is called a block section. The maintenance team were still on site and so assumed that the block section had been triggered by a ghost train yet the empty carriage was no ghost and very much real. After the override of the block section, the train continued along the track, reaching the same valley of the empty train.
The collision caused what some have described as “a horror scene”, “similar to a 90 mile per hour car crash” and Alton Towers was fined millions of pounds to compensate for the 16 injuries that were caused.
This mustn't mislead you, The Smiler (and other rides similar) are safer now that the crash has happened and it is safe to say that it will not happen again. So, you shouldn't be scared of The Smiler, not for those reasons anyway. The ride is safer and still thrilling nine years after the crash occurred.
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