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deadwrites · 19 days ago

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Instead of writing ch21, I started writing book III, chapter I. I do love a bad arc.

The man next to him had fallen asleep an hour past. Grey hadn’t. As the snoring started in earnest, Grey slipped out of the man’s bed, managing to not make a sound. His stomach clenched with hunger as he looked at the man—some kind of mixed species with a vague resemblance to a Vhevvul. He pushed the urge down, blinking ribbons from his eyes.

Grey wobbled, inspecting the room, ignoring his nudeness. A small blue crystalline light in the corner illuminated a strange tank filled with ugly fish. He peered at it, flicking the glass and making the lethargic creatures inside scatter.

The room itself was a mess; the man was some kind of orestripper or smuggler or trader or laborer, Grey hadn’t really cared to find out at the tavern and still didn’t care, but it meant that the space was disorganized and covered in a layer of worker’s dust. Grey surveyed the space, ignoring the feeling of lubricant drying tacky between his cheeks. A moment, two, then he fumbled over to the bathroom, glancing at the bed—no movement—before rifling through the cabinet there. Ointment, wraps, condoms—Grey snorted at that. They certainly hadn’t used those when they’d fucked. He ached—his ass hadn’t been stretched enough, with the alcohol having cut the edge of the pain enough that he hadn’t noticed or really cared. Now, his lower back protested. Grey ignored it, rifling further until—there. A small wax paper sachet of pills.

Grey rattled a couple out before swallowing them dry, pocketing the rest. Then he went back into the main room, pulling on his pants, buckling them at the waist. Then he rifled through the man’s side table, taking a packet of midvein and a small cigarette case of rolled cigarettes and gresh. He bent down, shoving his feet clumsily into his boots, not bothering with his socks and instead picking up a side bag from a hanger by the door—good enough—and shoving a couple pairs from the man’s dresser into it, as well as the coin purse from the man’s discarded workman’s pants. He left a few coin on the side table, because he wasn’t a monster. Then, Grey pulled on the rest of his clothes, swiping the half-drunk bottle of harsh liquor from the small kitchen counter before closing the apartment door behind him.

He didn’t bother being quiet as he descended the stairs, laughing a bit as he stumbled on the last couple steps, drinking straight from the mouth of the bottle.

The alley where the staircase spit him out was dark, but the main street was lit in a holiday mood. The small orestripper planet was in its month of celebration, something to do with a god of metal and perversion, and Grey was taking advantage of the relveries as much as anyone else. Soon enough, he figured he’d start working on the next on his list, but for now, Grey had time enough for a break. Plus, the eternal party was quite pleasant.

He took a piss on shaky legs next to a crate filled with pulped paper and cig butts—obviously somebody’s smoking spot. Then, unsteady, he made his way to the main street.

The people there were laborers, probably destined to be crushed by machines or crushed by life or maybe both if they were exceptionally unlucky and Grey couldn’t help but pity them, how fucking pathetic, being stuck in their rattraps and willfully staying there.

Fuck, he took a shallow breath, realizing he couldn’t feel his lungs and that his gums were tingly. The pills were kicking in. He took another swig.

The people were laughing and shouting and crying out, clogging the street. Lights flashed and glittered and droned, and he couldn’t help but flinch at an exceptionally loud clatter—a drum, he realized, accompanied by jaunty music from an open corner cafe. Everything stayed open for the whole day and night except for an hour of rest at The sun’s zenith. There were tents and carts positioned along the road, hawkers selling fried food and candied nuts and budding velvet nightvine flowers and homemade brews sweetened with honey and pepper. There was a cart selling gaudy masks and fake-jeweled fans and Grey bought a mask and stole a fan with the other hand, smiling at the seller as he did it before turning back to the crowd.

Thelsey had told him about these types of festivals, about how he’d grow dead-dog-tired by the end of them. Grey hated that, thinking of Thelsey, because fuck the man for ever talking to him in the first place, fuck them all.

Instead, Grey reached into his pocket and pulled out a gresh roll and lit it on a paper lantern. His stomach clenched hungrily as he pocketed the fan and put on the mask and bumped into a giggling group of women clad in hand-dyed reds and pinks and yellows, palming a leather coin purse off one with a muttered apology.

Then he was off, weaving through the crowd as the colors took on brighter shades and the world around him slowed like molasses and fever, his throat closing on a breath so he took another pull to feel the burn strip it raw.

The next street over, he stumbled into an alley, draining the rest of the bottle before tossing it and vindictively smiling at the shatter of glass on cobblestone. It made his ears twitch and his teeth grind and his stomach twisted again with hunger and he thought of ribbons and instead bit the tail-end of the gresh roll between his teeth and undid the lace binding the purse closed and counted the coin inside before shoving it into his stolen bag. Certainly enough for food, paired with the man’s.

A couple blocks over he found a rust-rotted building with a tavern on the first floor and a small kitchen on the second with seating on the rooftop that gave a good view of the factory smokestacks cast in shadows against the planet’s giant, arching ring. He bought a plate of something meaty and dripping and took a spare seat, hands fumbling, stiff, as he tried to use the chopsticks before finally squinting and spearing the food on his nails and eating it hunched over.

By the time the sun rose, Grey was in a cafe drinking a cup of unsweetened grounds and staring intently at a pilfered tablet he’d swiped off some drunken asshole a tenday previous. It had been easy enough to recalibrate, and now he was intently scrolling through newsfeeds.

#sometimes you gotta jump around #honestly i may well complletely trash it when book 3 comes around #but for now #i am pleased #fear no void

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inkiest-silly · 11 months ago

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ALL THE STUDIO INVESTIGRAVE VERSE SOUL SNATCHERS AU NOTES SO FAR!!! :3

Okay so like, i’d like to believe this ties into a more fantasy esk thing, kinda like the concept of serpent Vince,

But this includes multiple people from STUDIO INVESTIGRAVE (and probably if anyone else wants to add someone- very well)

Sigils(and markings),imprinted on their bodies to prove their ranks as a Soul snatcher,it changes as they grow and develop their powers,

Higher Soul snatchers need to fight more and gather more souls for their companions. Or the little silly colored things beside them that only a natural born soul snatcher will obtain- but they will only get them when they are around 7, being they are more capable of just accepting it and being normal with their companions

There is a slow decline in the race of soul snatchers, they have to disguise themselves being as they grow they also get more non-human features,

If other soul snatchers cannot recognize you at first glance you have a good physical outlook

Also their complementary color or favorite color will be their features color usually :3- like

Vince: red

Rody: orange

Winnie: blue + yellow

Augustine: a dark blue + orange

HEAVEN SAYS is one of the songs that could go along with the au,

More over the audio that does “I don't know i ended up here,i just-” then cuts into the main chorus.

Vincent and his companion are both killers to the fullest,his companion doesn’t like other people other than vince- if someone wants to touch it and reaches for it- it’ll dive into vince’s shirt or under his arm, just finding somewhere to hide on vince’s person.

Winnies companion is heavily social,loves being around other soul snatchers and their companions-

Rodys is slightly the same, but it just doesn't know what to do in a social situation. It and vince’s companion tend to be somewhat near each other

If I didn't make it clear before,Soul Snatchers are naturally born. They have human alliances, yes. But not many. Because humans tend to kill them because they are unnatural, killing out of fear.

Vince HATES being around humans- he has a pure distaste for them.

Manon was a human,a little worker at a nice cafe.

Rody visited it a lot,often conversing with her- finding the woman beautiful.

The more that they talked the more that they grew in love with each other…

Vince and Rody went to the same school, they knew of each other but never truly conversated, cause- well. Neither of them knew that the feeling they had was the simple recognition of other soul snatchers..they felt drawn but they were a little too nervous to say anything. So they never did.

Rody and Manon dated for a while,Rody doing the usual of most rodys- all attention,money, and topics. All around her. Manon started to get worried, but slightly too overwhelmed with all of his spending and “all for you!” she wasn't going to let him do that. And with everything,she got her things one night- placed a short, simple explanation and goodbye note on his desk and quietly left his place. That was a total mess…Manon never knew about rody being of the Soul Snatcher species- he was too afraid to show it to her - he was afraid that she would leave him over it. Obviously if he did or not- It would have made no difference.

Rody was heartbroken for MONTHS on end, he never really got over Manon- he didn't understand- he didn't get if he did something wrong or upset her. He Tends to vent to FIFI, having no one else to talk to. He was broke as fuck..so he needed to get a job soon. He had a friend he didn't talk too much- but when they met up they were pretty good friends- (I CAN'T FIND THAT GUYS NAME THAT LIKE- CANONLY KNOWS RODY- LIKE FROM COLLEGE-), He mentioned something about the Nice restaurant Down two or three blocks in the busy part of their location.. Lyon,France (franch/j).

Lyon is best known for its cuisine- so why not see if there are jobs available!

Winnie owns a tailor shop/fashion boutique down near Vince’s Bistro. He and Vince tend to talk when they're both on breaks, since they see each other a lot, Winnie is a regular at the Bistro,sometimes Augustine comes with. Bro just is a sad ass cashier- in winnie's place of course

They kiss in the staff room/j…/hj? Maybe you will never know

It all ends up in a little circle of acquaintances- they soon figure out that they are all the same in a way. Rody is still struggling through the break up that he and Manon had.. Manon was semi-regular at the bistro,before Rody started working. She had already run to vince. When Vince started talking about his new employee, she stopped staying at the bistro- soon the connection happened- but he didn't kill her.

Sometimes she soon returns to the bistro. It was Rodys' week to work through the small collection of waiters. Rody, obviously shocked to see her and tries to make small talk, but she looks a little nervous responding in tiny little sentences. Trying to tell him to save this for after his shift, his nerves spike but he agrees- and frequents her table and asks if she's alright. Vince kept his watch. Jealousy started to rise- he wasn't too sure why. He kept low and cool,he couldn't do anything. But oh how he wanted to.

After rodys shift, Manon at least tried to talk to rody about his problem- just didn't get it- he was stressing. Focused on her. She ended up telling him more sternly than she had before,he was too afraid to answer her. He couldn't help but agree and stayed quiet like a small puppy getting told off and thrown into the mud outside.

This caused rody to tend to get more nervous with stern talks when its people he really cares about.

Rody doesn't like to kill, but if it comes to desperate measures- he's going to hesitate- if its for Fifi- being it and any companion feed off dead souls. He’ll try and get Vince to do it- but your kills will either go to your companion or it’ll find its way to the gates.

Soul snatchers are huge cuddlers and group sleepers- they usually will have something to give them the sensation of sleeping with someone if they live alone- but since there's couples here-

Winnie will always get up close to auggie- in some shape or form. Even if it's in his sleep.

Vince is still paranoid about being open about his relationships- but the group does know and teases him about it- rody tends to giggle at them- Vince never knows how to react to any of the teasing-

Vince is the only other soul snatcher in his family- getting it from his Father- ofc he didn't know about it or whatever a soul snatcher was. Each soul snatcher will either figure it out on their own or get told by a friend who might also be one. They are in some legend books- but no one knows much about them so there's only a page or two.

How would I tie a child into this if I ever did ? They find one,that's been left somewhere- prolly winnie’s sympathetic ass bringing it back to the Group’s place and pleading to keep it- rody totally joins in- really liking it-

The other two soon give in- AUGGIE KNOWS JACK SHIT ABOUT KIDS- and has no idea at all how to help,brp just stands in the back, confused

Angelica fears herself,she's religious still,but not as much(like she really is…she's not what you think of when you think of a nun anyway..) she is a HALF BREED of a soul snatcher, so she's not fully one,

She doesn't have a companion of her own, though some get abandoned. But she will not kill for it she doesn't even know thats what feeds it and she wouldn't either way,even if she did know,she’d still feel bad for not being able to feed it properly (religious reason)-

. When she meets everyone else,they’ll help her (vince and augustine primarily-)

forcas is still well…forcas. But ofc au things. He's on earth,following angelica- but in human ways- he tends to forget that he's not able to use his floaty power like this..and falls on his face a lot.

Rody angelica and winnie hang out more than most do (vince is usually there if it's not just a them outing)

This is pretty much just a half religious lesbian,a bi failure of a man and a twinky cry baby friendship…😭-and live for it

NGL LISTEN MANON AND ANGELICA IN THIS. LISTEN HERE ME OUT HERE ME OUT Y'ALL-

Only two(3?) refs rn

#soul snatchers au #sigil au #dead plate #eloquent countenance #cold front

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princess-of-the-corner · 5 months ago

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Some of the information I've shared about Prehistoric Park is already out of date. Cashiers, instead of being hired like other staff, are automatically hired whenever a new cafe, kiosk, or clothing store is added to the park. They are attached to those ammenities, and as such are also dismissed when those stores, kiosks, and cafes are removed.

Also, since I've been talking about everything EXCEPT the dinosaurs, I'd figure I'd explain how the animals are unlocked: The Fossil Depot.

You can have one Fossil Depot in your park at a time, but it can be upgraded to have up to five trucks. Each of these trucks belongs to a different paleontology team, who can be sent out to different Formations to collect fossils. Collecting fossils grants you DNA samples. Once you've 100% sampled a species' DNA, you can clone it in your animal nurseries.

Global events will affect things like how much expeditions cost, how much DNA you'll get back from the digs, and other mechanics (like how long they take).

You can end an expedition early.

When all of the species from a formation have had all their DNA logged, all of the Paleontologists at that sight will get called back to the Depot.

You don't need to and cannot connect the Fossil Depot to the roads, as there are no roads in the game. When the trucks drive out, they fade out of existence while they're exiting the Depot's hitbox and fade back in when they come back. It might not be realistic, but it DOES give players more freedom in how they design their parks.

The Loading dock works similarly.

tbh the retail workers being part of the store itself tracks lmao. I have known some people that practically sleep in the vents.

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rcignxs · 7 months ago

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[ simay barlas | she/her ] A new face takes refuge under Dark Skies. MAVI BADEM, a 25 year old WITCH, is one of those from the PRESENT learning to navigate this changed world. People say behind their back that they’re DISTRUSTFUL but the truth is that they’re really AFFABLE. Their style can best be described as THE MOON APPEARING BRIEFLY OVER CALM WATERS, and we’ll see how that helps them fit in.

basics

full name : mavi badeem

nicknames : maves, mave

age : 25 (25 physically )

birthday/zodiac : august 19th / leo

gender/pronouns : cis female / she/her

sexual orientation : bisexual

species : witch

occupation : lead receptionist/office worker for the local police station

family : tbd

languages : english, asl, turkish

personality

bad habits … . self-blaming, holing herself up from others

hobbies … . reckless enjoyment (sometimes), working

fears … . facing her killer, not being able to become a mother again

alignment : chaotic good

behind the mask

face claim … . simay barlas

height … . 5'5"

hair color … . brown

eye color … . brown

scars … . one on her left side where she was stabbed

about

Born as the middle child, it didn’t take much to see that she was going to be a problem child. Middle child syndrome hit her and it hit her hard. She was kind and respectful but as she got older she found herself looking for trouble - anything to be seen or heard by her family, even if it meant disdainful looks

Around the time she hit puberty she had already done 2 stints in juvi where she had met a few people who later go on to be her best friends. And maybe it was her being such a problem child but by the time she was 18 and legally an adult her parents essentially kicked her out - forcing her to live her own life without their backing

Having found the determination to start anew, she still lacked in many ways but tried her hardest to embrace this new life, getting her GED and starting college classes. Hell, she even got a decent job working as a part time receptionist for a vet and also a server for a local cafe

Things seemed great by the time she was 23 - she had been dating a good man for some time, she was making a decent income, and she genuinely enjoyed life. The only thing missing was her family, but she found herself too scared to open herself up and get back in touch with them

Before she had a chance to actually try, though, she found her and her boyfriend being mugged. It seemed different though, he didn’t seem to want money or anything, but he had a look in his eyes with the intent to hurt or kill someone. Seeing him go for her boyfriend, she pushed him out of the way and took a knife to the side

Thinking it was the end, she resolved herself to moving on to the other side - hoping that life would be okay for those she had come to love. But, as soon as she closed her eyes she opened to find herself in the hospital - surrounded by those who she knew would be there for her.

Now, with this second chance, she’s finally mustered the courage to return and remake her connections and live a decent life. She wants to try and put herself out there, to actually settle down and get her life together.

#darkskies.intro #intro ; mavi #mavi

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brrnedoutbrrista · 7 months ago

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The white knight emoji for the rp meme

♘ — Do they believe humanity/their species, as a whole, to be moving in the ‘right’ direction or the ‘wrong’ one? Why do they believe this?

"...dude you cannot hit me with these kinda questions so early in the morning--

But um. Hm. I think...It ebbs and flows. Sometimes we move in the wrong direction, sometimes right. I don't think there's a clear line between right or wrong direction. On one hand, it's like...We're destroying ourselves with what is happening in Jalur alone. On the other: I don't think humanity is all bad with the progress we made towards things such as medicine and like...food. Helping Pokemon too."

"I don't know. It's like humanity is pulled in two different directions and I don't have an absolute opinion on that. Sorry if that's not a good enough answer; you're talking to the wrong person about that kind of thing. I'm...only a mere cafe worker. And I don't think my viewpoint on how humanity has progressed would matter anyhow."

#whatever.mp3 (ic)#flowtogether.mp3 (answered)#specialagent836 #((if this is the wrong meme pls let me know))

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sillylovingpupper · 7 months ago

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I wrote a bit of a thing

“Now, as you know, Adrea was the fifth nation to join the Alliance.” the teacher clicked a button, and the screen they were all watching advanced to an old map of Adrea. “Occupying a large swath of territory composed mostly of flatlands, The Adreians, or cat-people as they were often called, were largely tribal when first discovered. While there was a rudimentary leadership, many Adreians felt more loyalty to local clan leaders than their ruling council.” A dozen chattering eyes turned towards the back of the room, where Astarielle was doing her best to make herself as small as possible while still paying attention to the lesson. This was made a lot easier because of the very traits that the teacher was currently discussing: “they’re notable for their excellent vision and hearing, as well as a sense of balance stemming from their long tails. Indeed…” the slide clicked over to a picture of an Adreian, which caused what few of her classmates hadn’t been staring at Astarielle to look back as well.

She was the only Adreian child here; most of her class was human, with a few Pyarians mixed in. Pyaria, of course, was populated by people with a much more human look than Adreians… “...the term cat-people was coined because of their catlike features. Many believed at the time that Aderians were a lower species because of this; of course, very few people alive still believe in that nonsense.” A hand went up near the front of the class (a human hand, of course). The teacher nodded, and a young girl stood up. “My dad says it’s not complete nonsense. He says that while they’re maybe stronger, they’re still not as smart as Humans.” The teacher laughed, shaking his hand. “Plenty of Adreians are quite smart, just like plenty of Humans are quite strong. While there’s certainly trends between species, everyone has different talents.” The girl started to speak again, and the teacher shushed her, moving on- ***

Shirrup, shirrup, shirrup!

Astarielle shook her head a bit, looking down at the machine in front of her. The brewing process had completed, and she put her hand on the handle, pressing down to seal the lid. “Thank you for your patience!” she said brightly, turning around and handing the drink to the customer before her. He made a grumbling sound, looking at Astarielle for a moment with a furrowed brow before glancing down at his drink. For a moment, his hand hovered over the pad on the counter before he simply turned and left. Astarielle breathed a sigh of relief as she watched him go. He may not have given her a commendation, but at the very least he hadn’t flagged her, either. The coffee machines had been buggy the past few days, and her rating had lowered more than she was comfortable with during that time. Her eyes flicked up at the screen before her, and she started on the next drink, a tricky steeped fruit drink. For a moment, she paused, looking across the service area. Nearly all of the workers at the cafe were Adreian, most of them having tucked their tails into their aprons as she had. The supervisor for this shift, working at the computer that collated the orders from the kiosks in the dining area, was also Adreian, but was the only supervisor at this store that was. She turned towards the window that divided the service area from the dining area, where the two humans on shift were working along with another Adreian to keep the area clean. Both of them were engaged in talking with what few customers stayed in the shop after receiving their orders; since this shop was so close to one of the corporate buildings, customers typically took their drinks back to their offices. “Hey!” One of those customers, in a sharp suit, tapped on the glass in front of Astarielle. “You’re supposed to be making coffee, not daydreaming.” he stepped past the waiting customer, tapping the pad in front of her workstation, which made a low buzzing sound. “Back to work!” Smiling and bowing her head towards him, Astarielle nodded, focusing on the machines in front of her again. She keyed in the instructions for the steeping process, her ears drawing back and face falling once her back was to the customer. Another few flags would mean she and Soleil would be eating basic rations this upcoming month, unless she picked up on the commendations. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see the worker in the booth next to her shake her head, making a gesture below the counter that had its roots in Adrea; something to the effect of “may your good fortune flee” The thought brightened Astarielle up, though of course she knew the offending customer wasn’t subject to the rating system that they were. Still, it was enough to encourage her, and she picked up the pace, starting on the next drink while the one before her was steeping. Once again, she found her thoughts drifting to her first few years in the capital. ***

Astarielle sighed softly, her chin sinking into her hands as she looked down at her textbook. Most of the chapter on the history of Adrea covered the years after their contact with Aurian, and the transition from the tribal system to the democracy that Aurian had introduced. Even Luria, the Elder who had championed the transition and served as the first High Councillor of the unified Adrea, was barely mentioned. “...I don’t understand why we’re living here. Aren’t you happy to be Adreian?” she asked, looking up at her mother, who was standing behind her. “It seems like the rest of the Alliance doesn’t like us very much.” Her mother smiled, rubbing her head gently. “I know, my shimmering Star. They’re just…still not sure how to handle how different we are. After all, not a lot of us leave our homeland. But I…” her mothers hand moved to Astarielle’s shoulder, squeezing it as she looked out the window at the sparkling lights of the city. “...I know that you’ll have more opportunities here. Hopefully by the time you’re older, the Humans will be a little more used to us.” she finished, turning back to Astarielle. “Now come on. You still have a few more pages in the chapter. I’ll get you something to drink.”

As her mother turned towards the kitchen, requesting some juice, Astarielle turned the page, her cheek still resting on a hand. Surely the Alliance wouldn’t have let Adrea join if they weren’t going to give them the benefits of the Alliance…

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diamondzoey · 10 months ago

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Meet Camila

A/n: hello everyone!,so a little bio of my redacted audio oc also If you have any questions about her than go ahead and ask

✨Name✨

Camila West

✨Nickname✨

Cam or Mila

✨Gender✨

Female

✨Pronouns✨

She/her

✨Age✨

✨Height✨

5’5

✨Place of Birth✨

New York

✨Date of Birth✨

June 18

✨Star Sign✨

Gemini

✨Species/Race✨

Werewolf

✨Occupation✨

Cafe worker

✨Status✨

Alive

✨Personality✨

Camila is a very understanding open-minded person and is very quiet at times and hides her angry with a smile

✨Information✨

Camila was born on June 18 in New York to her parents Ashley and Allen west and she actually met the shaw pack when she was a kid and when she was 10 her father left her and her mom it crashed her but kept it hidden by wearing a smile and during her teen years she helped her mom at her cafe and that’s where she meet her girlfriend Rosalie who is a forest Nymph

✨Some facts about her✨

Her white hair was inspired by yue from the avatar the last air bender

She has a half sister named Sapphire

She’s bisexual

She has a very rocky relationship with her father

She’s a simp for her tall nature girlfriend

She has different color eyes her left eye is green and her other eye is purple

The hair band she wears is a gift from her girlfriend Rosalie

Her wolf form has white fur and purple tips on her ears and tail

#redacted audio #redacted oc #gacha life 2

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noveldivergence · 1 year ago

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writeblr update

A Plague of Shadows

Word Count as of Jan 5, 2024: 3232 words

Chapters completed: One

Snippet below; triggers include discussion of a fictional pandemic.

It was Sixth Hour Standard in the Capitol’s eastern restaurant district, and the glare of the city biodome’s light was only muted by the tint of the cafe’s windows.

Ottilie’s fingers itched for a trigger. She’d never fired a phaser before, though it was a simple enough process. It seemed terribly cathartic. Utterly useless in the face of the current enemy, but better than the complete non-action that had seemingly overtaken the entirety of the Coalition’s governing council. As the ice in her drink clinked down, melting from the heat of her gripping hand, she imagined the vessel as the stock. Fingers searched for any dimple in it to pretend it was a trigger.

No such satisfaction came. The synth-glass was the perfect-smooth of all replicated objects on Talome. She could hurl it down on the floor, against stone tile replicated to be stronger than anything nature could provide, and the synth-glass wouldn’t even give her the release of shattering.

She sighed and flopped back in the chair, earning a blank-screened glance from the worker AI. Ottilie’s weak attempt at an apologetic smile seemed to satisfy its protocols. It wouldn’t question her, let alone ticket her. Enough was happening on Talome--in the entire Coalition system--that public frustration was no longer looked upon with so much as a sideways glance. Even the low-level cafe-bot had adapted, allowing her to wait for Xanthe in peace without so much as a gentle-voiced robotic reprimand.

As Ottilie expected, Xanthe was late. While this wasn’t out of character for the Xanthe she knew from their Academy days, Ottilie could hardly hold it against her old acquaintance. The hospitals were overflowing with patients. For a medical researcher like Xanthe, even a moment away from her work had to be unimaginably difficult. The throat-sick smell of disease lingered in the air around them. People wore respiration masks these days as much to mask the miasma near the medical district as they did for self-protection. Even most humans wore one in solidarity and caution, even though the virus had yet to mutate and jump to their species.

And, if she’d admit it to herself, it didn’t hurt to mask the smell also.

#writeblr #writblr #writing #scifi #original fiction #original characters

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unmeisenshi · 1 year ago

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BIOS (Living muses)

NAME: Solaris (VA: Roger Craig Smith - Kyle Crane) TITLE: “The Ray of Light and Hope” AGE: 5084 (appears age 60) HEIGHT: 5'10" SPECIES: Charizard BIRTHDAY: 09/26 GENDER: Non-Binary SEXUALITY: Gay FIGHT STYLE: Multiple styles (Zui Quan (Drunken Boxing), Sumo, Hellfire style) WEAPON: None ABILITY: Tough Claw STATUS: Living

Solaris grew up in Flora, and was bullied constantly for his appearance, for being the son of a famous rescue worker named Flare. After his mother killed herself, the bullying intensified, and pushed Solaris to slit his wrists in an attempt to take his own life. After recovering from the attempt, Zane appeared in the 3rd Gaea, and the two started Team Destiny.

Solaris is the new Creation God, taking over Zappa's (Arceus') position after they received their power. In defeating LaPlante, Solaris recreated the universe, though it took many attempts. The world they made was in their own vision - a world that was peaceful, free of strife and major conflict. When the Charizard isn't working at the Caravan, they are flying about the world to help those that are in need of help.

NAME: Florence (VA: Jeanne Tirado - Android 21 (Lab Coat)) TITLE: “Princess of Dark Shadows” AGE: 2083 (appears age 59) HEIGHT: 3'5" SPECIES: Umbreon BIRTHDAY: 08/28 GENDER: Female SEXUALITY: Bi FIGHT STYLE: Choy Li Fut WEAPON: None ABILITY: Inner Focus STATUS: Living

Florence joined Team Destiny at a young age, after running away from her abusive father. Generally anxious due to her past, she found safety with Zane and Solaris. Her happiness would fade when she was killed by Abominae, her trained shadow beast. After she was revived, her normally sassy attitude had all but disappeared.

Florence has gained a renewed sense of purpose since returning home. With her father now completely eradicated, along with the third Gaea, the Umbreon has had a huge weight lifted off of her shoulders. She doesn't need to keep looking behind her back. She is less anxious. The slate has been wiped clean for her, and she can relax and enjoy life. In addition to helping Team Singularity with keeping the world safe, Florence continues to teach at a prestigious university, and is even on her way to receiving a doctorate degree in Mythology.

NAME: Beck (VA: Kyle Hebert - Adult Gohan) TITLE: "The All-Round Ice Gator" AGE: 2085 (appears age 61) HEIGHT: 5'6'' SPECIES: Feraligatr (Shiny), Human (Former) BIRTHDAY: 07/08 GENDER: Male SEXUALITY: Asexual Homo-Romantic FIGHT STYLE: Bajiquan WEAPON: Ice weapons ABILITY: Sheer Force STATUS: Living

A former human of the 1st Gaea, and currently married to Misha. He arrived in the 3rd Gaea after Zappa saved his soul from near death. He is Zane's best friend, and always kept Zane grounded when they needed it. Beck was gravely injured, which took him out of rescue work for several years.

Beck was not around during the LaPlante crisis, and still remembers the moment the world came to an end, and seeing the beauty of the world destroyed. When he was revived by Solaris, the Feraligatr decided to make the most of his second chance at life. After marrying Misha, Beck decided to return to school, and has earned a degree in architecture, a topic that he was very interested in back when he was human. Beck works part time at Misha's coffee shop, the Aurora Veil Cafe, and full time as an architect for a construction company, as well as helping when he can for Team Singularity.

NAME: Morello (VA: Troy Baker - Kanji Tatsumi) TITLE: “Predecessor of Powerful Lightning” AGE: 2089 (appears age 65) HEIGHT: 6'2" SPECIES: Lycanroc (Dusk) BIRTHDAY: 05/30 GENDER: Male SEXUALITY: Gay FIGHT STYLE: Capoeira WEAPON: None (uses Zane’s Thunderseal to control lightning) ABILITY: Tough Claws STATUS: Living

Morello originates from the Grass Continent, having survived a tragic accident that ended in him having to chew through his leg to escape. He traveled to Flora afterwards, where he traveled with Knopps, another Lycanroc that bullied Morello due to his sexual preference. After escaping the nomadic pack he traveled with, he ended up at Team Destiny's doorstep, where he joined the team.

Morello lives a simple life in the 4th Gaea. In addition to helping Team Singularity, he runs a trinket and plushie shop, Dusk Trinkets and Wares. In the time between the creation of Solaris' ideal world and present day, Morello honed his crafting, and can sell items he himself forged, from toys to basic utensils and plates. He has gained popularity with many hospitals and children, as he regularly donates toys to sick children and kids in need. When around others, he is silly and goofy, and he will not be afraid to show that side of himself.

NAME: Misha (VA: Justin Cook - Eijiro Kiroshima) TITLE: "Bitter Cold Aurora Ray" AGE: 2086 (appears age 62) HEIGHT: 6' SPECIES: Ninetales (Alolan) BIRTHDAY: 10/31 GENDER: Male SEXUALITY: Gay FIGHT STYLE: Hung Gar WEAPON: None ABILITY: Snow Cloak STATUS: Living

Misha grew up in Flora, and was always the center of attention for being inversely colored to how Alolan Vulpix usually are. The attention would always overwhelm him, with many attempting to use him. After a nasty breakup, Misha was left for dead in the woods, at least until Team Destiny rescued him and took him in. He is the owner of a combination coffee shop and library, called the Aurora Veil Cafe.

Much like Beck, Misha is making the most of his second chance at life. He rebuilt the Aurora Veil Cafe with Beck's help, and has graduated from school. He is following in Isaak's footsteps, and teaches magic and gives regular talks and seminars about history. His main focus will always be on his coffee shop, which he runs daily. He has added new treats, like muffins and donuts, as well as new flavors and styles of coffee. He is usually quiet, and keeps to himself, but if he sees a Pokemon in need of warmth, he will provide it.

NAME: Remi (VA: Erika Harlacher - Ann Takamaki) TITLE: “Benevolent Blood Sucking Vampire” AGE: 2082 (appears age 58) HEIGHT: 4’ SPECIES: Floatzel BIRTHDAY: 04/25 GENDER: Female SEXUALITY: Lesbian FIGHT STYLE: Tai Chi WEAPON: None ABILITY: Swift Swim STATUS: Living

Remi grew up in the care of Team Destiny, after her egg was left on their doorstep by her parents. She lived very happily with the team, and is always friendly to anyone she meets. She has three pairs of scars on each side of her ribs, due to an attack she received from Knopps, Morello's old pack leader.

Remi has taken her interest in medicine very seriously, especially after Avett's unfortunate death. She has had plenty of time on her hands to harness her craft, and is currently the lead developer of the world's medicines. She gained worldwide fame after a serious disease began spreading, and she was the first to produce a vaccine. In addition to her time creating medicines and helping sick Pokemon, Remi also helps Team Singularity, both in keeping the world safe and in providing some on-the-spot healing during missions. Although she is very smart, considered one of the smartest in the new Gaea, she is very gullible and naive, and often falls for simple tricks that others would never fall for.

NAME: Noel (VA: Elizabeth Maxwell - Sae Niijima) TITLE: “All-Seeing Aura Samurai” AGE: 2079 (appears age 55) HEIGHT: 5’ SPECIES: Hybrid (Lucario/Zoroark) BIRTHDAY: 05/04 GENDER: Female SEXUALITY: Bi FIGHT STYLE: Iaijutsu WEAPON: Chuten (Aura-strengthening katana) ABILITY: Steadfast STATUS: Living

Born to Aura and Vance, Noel shares the two Lucario's strengths and weaknesses. She has the mental fortitude and bushido upbringing of Vance, but she is blind, and can only see via her aura sight. She wears a bandana across her eyes, to hide the large scar she received from Deoxys when the Clairvoyant Disease spread to the old Pokemon Gods.

Noel's sole purpose in the new Gaea is to help Team Singularity. Now being fused with Aurelio, her Zoroark genes gave her not just the large mane the species is known for, but also their stealth. She effortlessly cuts through any enemies. Thanks to the branch from the old Tree of Life still wrapped around her katana, she can call on her father Vance as a shadow double, and can effectively see colors and all surroundings with her aura sight despite being blind. She is very serious around those she does not know, but under the hard exterior is a gentle soul that only seeks to protect, and to cut free those that are restrained by life's struggles.

NAME: Adiemus/Audie (VA: Xander Mobus - Ren Amamiya/P5 Protagonist) TITLE: “The Empath that Feels your Dream” AGE: 2078 (appears age 54) HEIGHT: 6'1" SPECIES: Espeon BIRTHDAY: 05/30 GENDER: Male SEXUALITY: Gay FIGHT STYLE: Wing Chun WEAPON: None ABILITY: Magic Bounce STATUS: Living

Born to Joseph and Florence, Audie is a gentle but broken soul who only wants to keep his family safe, having had to kill his mother after she was possessed by Abominae. He is very emotionally charged, and can be seen as short tempered and fragile because of it.

Audie has taken after his uncle Bellum, and is currently honing his blacksmithing skills. Audie creates weapons and armor, both practical and prop, as well as glass items like vases and art. He is married to Kiske, and the two continue to raise their daughter Kita. Being the child of Joseph, Audie has incredible physical and magical strength. He is able to use Psychic and Lightning magics, and is known to be able to lift several tons at once.

NAME: Phoebe (VA: Kate Higgins - Sakura Haruno) TITLE: “Wild Steadfast Storm” AGE: 2075 (appears 51 due to Gear Cells) SPECIES: Lycanroc (Midday Forme) HEIGHT: 5'11" GENDER: Female BIRTHDAY: 05/12 SEXUALITY: Lesbian FIGHT STYLE: Silat WEAPON: Bo Staff ABILITY: Lightning Rod STATUS: Living

The daughter of Zane and Morello, shown by her having a Marowak’s skull mask attached to her head. Due to her half Gear nature, she aged rapidly, and was fully grown at age 3. Zane’s lightning abilities passed down to her, and she has honed them into her own unique style that isn’t a copy of her late father’s. She is a very powerful lightning user, with Zane on record stating that hers was even more powerful than their own. She has Zane's serious nature, as well as Morello's goofy nature.

Phoebe spends most of her time assisting Team Singularity, but helps to run a restaurant along with Cadenza, called the Crescendo, which serves a combination of Florian delicacies as well as dishes from Cadenza's home. The restaurant has proven popular, with several locations around the world.

NAME: Cadenza (VA: Anna Graves - Naoto Shirogane) TITLE: “The Goddess of Thunder” AGE: 2083 (appears age 59) SPECIES: Zeraora HEIGHT: 6’ GENDER: Female BIRTHDAY: 01/31 SEXUALITY: Bi FIGHT STYLE: Jeet Kun Do WEAPON: None ABILITY: Volt Absorb STATUS: Living

Coming from a futuristic dimension, Cadenza was unwillingly thrown into Flora by a high-ranking official from her world. After being saved by Xan and Urie from the Tree of Souls, she learned that her parents died at the hands of the same person that caused her situation. Zane would father her, being her guardian for 16 years before the Marowak’s death.

Now married to Phoebe, the two run the Crescendo, their restaurant business. Cadenza also helps out Team Singularity, although not as regularly as Phoebe, as she wants to focus more on the restaurant. Cadenza has used the extra time to learn how to cook, taking inspiration from Urie, and can cook nearly anything. She refuses to touch seafood, due to not particularly liking it, and because she is afraid of not preparing seafood correctly.

NAME: Kiske (VA:Lucien Dodge - Sin Kiske) TITLE: “The Hair-Raising Hellraiser” AGE: 2080 (appears age 56) SPECIES: Hybrid (Cinderace/Greninja) HEIGHT: 5’ GENDER: Non-Binary SEXUALITY: Gay BIRTHDAY: 01/24 FIGHT STYLE: Tae Kwon Do WEAPON: None ABILITY: Libero STATUS: Living

The older of two children born from a Greninja and Cinderace. Their parents died in Lotus Tower when they were young, and them and their brother were taken in by Ben, who trained them. He is very steadfast, and always sees a job through to the end. He is able to create kunai made of both water and fire thanks to his heritage.

Having merged with his brother Nobuo, Kiske is more distant and less extroverted than he once was. He assists Team Singularity, but chooses more often to spend time with Kita, their daughter.

NAME: Ann (VA: Erin Fitzgerald - Chie Satonaka) TITLE: "Kind-Hearted Dream Chaser" AGE: 2059 (appears age 35) SPECIES: Hybrid (Charizard/Typhlosion (Hisuian) HEIGHT: 5'7" GENDER: Female SEXUALITY: Bi BIRTHDAY: 02/04 FIGHT STYLE: Hellfire WEAPON: None ABILITY: Flash Fire STATUS: Living

Ann is born to Karie and Solaris, and has inherited genes from both of her fathers. She is a Charizard with blue flames, and dark blue fur along her back. She also inherited the flame vents along her neck from Karie.

Ann is kind and gentle, much like Solaris and Karie, and wants to follow her dreams and keep people safe from harm. She has also inherited the strength from her fathers, and uses it to help Team Singularity keep Flora and all of Infinity safe from harm.

NAME: Louis (VA: David Vincent - Jin Kisaragi) TITLE: " AGE: 2059 (appears age 35) SPECIES: Marowak HEIGHT: 5'9" GENDER: Male SEXUALITY: Gay BIRTHDAY: 12/13 FIGHT STYLE: Iaijutsu WEAPON: Yukianesa ABILITY: Lightning Rod STATUS: Living

Louis is the reincarnation of Zane, as he has a piece of Zane within his soul. He has a mastery over ice and lightning, having learned some of Zane's techniques over the years. He has white fur all over, and looks similar to an Alolan Vulpix. Louis has many of the same mannerisms and sense of justice that Zane had, and he carries it with pride. He can be boneheaded like Zane, but he doesn't stop until his job is complete.

NAME: Kitajoh/Kita AGE: 4 SPECIES: Hybrid (Eevee/Scorbunny) GENDER: Female BIRTHDAY: 12/10 ABILITY: Libero

Kita is the daughter of Kiske and Audie. While Solaris had the chance to age Kita up, they would rather she stay young so her parents can see her grow up. She is an Eevee through and through, but with white fur and red striping similar to a Scorbunny. She already is beginning to learn how to control her fire, though it may take her a while due to her rather short attention span. If you were to meet Kita, be prepared for a raucous and energetic child that will talk your ear off if given the opportunity.

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hplovecraftmuseum · 1 year ago

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I saw this picture adorning the walls of the new Starbucks cafe near me. There was no signature and the piece appeared to be a reproduction of a silk screen origional. The white ape or monkey depicted as a focal point reminded me of Lovecraft's early 1920s tale FACTS CONCERNING THE LATE ARTHUR JERMYN AND HIS FAMILY. The tale concerns the fact that one of the protagonist's ancestors (his family are British nobles) mated with a queen or goddess from a mysterious species of white apes. This unknown species is apparently more evolved than your average gorilla or chimp, but they are still ape like in appearance. Our hero discovers that he is in fact the progeny of this bestial joining and lights himself on fire as he is consumed with horror and disgust. Lovecraft returned to the idea of degenerated humans who had devolved to apedom several times. Only in this tale does he explore the mating of man and monkey, however. Noted author, editor, and fantasy fiction expert, Darrel Schweitzer commented about Lovecraft's story that Jermyn's primate ancestor "Must have been one charming ape!" The tale appeared in Weird Tales in 1924 as THE WHITE APE. Lovecraft was not happy that his origional title had been changed as he believed it gave the whole Shock Ending away. As an additional note: some Lovecraft researchers have suggested that this tale of hereditary madness and scandalous behavior might have been a guarded reference by Lovecraft to the fact that both of his parents had been instutionalized for mental problems. In the case of Lovecraft's father it's generally accepted that he lost his mind from contracting a sexually transmitted desease. We cannot be certain when or where this might have occurred as the effects of such maladies can remain dormant for many years. Furthermore we can not be certain that HPL ever really knew the true nature of his father's affliction. However, Lovecraft's dad most likely picked up the disease from a professional sex-worker. In Lovecraft's assessment of such individuals, they would have existed on the cultural scale of near-apes too! (Exhibit 392)

#lovecraft #The White Ape #Arthur Jermyn #Starbucks art

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penrose42 · 2 months ago

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I've always struggled when prompted with what I want out of life/how I want to live/general life goals, etc. However I think I'm finally at a place where I can verbalize what I want and now I'm going to list them here not only as a testament to the betterment of my mental health and maturity but also to my future self to reflect upon and hopefully go 'yeah I did that'. So here goes:

I want to live somewhere where I don't need a car to interact with my surroundings. I want to live within walking distance to a grocer, to cafes/restaurants, to other 3rd places. I want to be able to live without needing something I despise to function and live. I don't want to live in a city, however. Too noisy and busy for my liking. I want to look outside and see trees and mountains, not cement and steel. I want to hear birds and wind, not traffic and road rage.

I want a job that I enjoy but is also respectful to me as a worker. I don't want a job at some superstore with a million other employees just scraping by on paycheck to paycheck where the bosses are just the people who kissed ass the best and they don't care if I live or die. I want to be somewhere small, where my talents and interests can shine and I can be a part of why the clientele come in; just to have a friendly chat and I can really help them and their experience. I don't want to rush them in, get them what they want at lightspeed, then tell them to fuck off, leaving both me winded and them feeling like I don't care.

I want a partner. I want someone who undoubtedly will stick by me through thick and thin. I want someone to spend long nights talking to about anything and everything, then wake up in each other's embrace. I want someone who tells me that they love me at every convenience, who makes me feel like to them I'm the most important person in the world. I also want to be there for them, to help them grow and achieve their dreams as well. I want to be as much there for them as they are for me, and we can tackle whatever the world throws at us as a team.

I want to maintain aquariums again. I want to keep monster fish again and I want to go even bigger with my setups. I want to keep Redtail Cats, Gar, Bichirs, Arowana, you name it. I want to have a pond and keep a Wels Cat or maybe even an Alligator Gar (assuming the climate permits). I also want a catio so that my cat can go outside and enjoy himself without me worrying he'd leave and never return.

I want to travel. I want to see the Georgia and Monterey Bay Aquariums. I want to see Crater Lake in Oregon. I want to see my friends that live on the opposite side of the continent. I want to see Malibu Creek State Park, both for me and my dad (we're both M*A*S*H* fans). I want to see Jellyfish Lake in Palau and I want to see Great Whites in South Africa.

I want to keep streaming, but I don't want it to be a job. If I'm comfortable enough financially I want to disable all ads and just play games for fun. I want to share my experiences with stories and keep vibing and hanging out with cool people on the internet. I want to play the games I want and I want to dissect the story and characters and everything down to every minutia and share how I feel about it. I want to do the thing our species has been doing since the dawn of time and I want to enjoy it without the threat of infuriating my audience with a bombardment of ads in their face.

I want to start HRT. I've been telling myself for months now that I'm going to start but I've been too nervous to even think about it and have been distracting myself with anything and everything to not do the thing. I want to be androgynous, however to me it speaks to a larger issue.

I want to be able to do the thing. I don't want my anxiety to control me. I don't want to live in fear but fear is all I know. My instinctual shut downs and avoidance have lead me to feel as though I've wasted my 20's and I don't want it to take any more. I don't want to be scared of not knowing or whatever possible outcome, even if it's in my favor. I don't want to be afraid of change and uncertainty. I don't want to cower and think of the worst. I want to do the thing.

#thoughts #goals #mental health

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macaric · 3 months ago

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⤑ simay barlas, 28, cis woman, she/her 𓇢𓆸 my my, if it isn't mavi badem, my favorite witch in town. you know, though people say they can be rather distrustful and aloof, i know they’re really caring and adaptive. but hey, what do i know? i’ve only known them for 2 years. if you need to get in touch, you can probably find them at their work as a/n administrative assistant at the police department.

basics

full name : mavi badeem

nicknames : maves, mave

age : 25 (25 physically )

birthday/zodiac : august 19th / leo

gender/pronouns : cis female / she/her

sexual orientation : bisexual

species : witch

occupation : lead receptionist/office worker for the local police station

family : tbd

languages : english, asl, turkish

personality

bad habits … . self-blaming, holing herself up from others

hobbies … . reckless enjoyment (sometimes), working

fears … . facing her killer, not being able to become a mother again

alignment : chaotic good

behind the mask

face claim … . simay barlas

height … . 5'5"

hair color … . brown

eye color … . brown

scars … . one on her left side where she was stabbed

about

#bwfm.intro #intro ; mavi #abandonment tw #death mention tw #violence tw #stabbing tw

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wiishfvlthinking · 4 months ago

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woah! was that MAVI BADEM walking down main street? i heard they’re not actually from ivy cove but come from TVD OC. they’re 26 and live in FULTON PARK but watch out because they can be HARD HEADED + DISTRUSTFUL but are actually CARING + INDEPENDENT. despite them HAVING memories, you’ll always think of MOONLIGHT OVER CALM WATERS, A BRIGHT LAUGH FILLING THE ROOM, THE SMELL OF A BRAND NEW BOOK when imagining them. / simay barlas, she/her

basics

full name : mavi badeem

nicknames : maves, mave

age : 25 (25 physically )

birthday/zodiac : august 19th / leo

gender/pronouns : cis female / she/her

sexual orientation : bisexual

species : witch

occupation : lead receptionist/office worker for the local police station

family : tbd

languages : english, asl, turkish

personality

bad habits … . self-blaming, holing herself up from others

hobbies … . reckless enjoyment (sometimes), working

fears … . facing her killer, not being able to become a mother again

alignment : chaotic good

behind the mask

face claim … . simay barlas

height … . 5'5"

hair color … . brown

eye color … . brown

scars … . one on her left side where she was stabbed

about

Thinking it was the end, she resolved herself to moving on to the other side - hoping that life would be okay for those she had come to love. But, as soon as she closed her eyes she opened them to find herself in a whole other world, unlike anything she had seen before

#intro ; mavi #mavi #stabbing tw #abandonment tw

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hiddcnmoons · 6 months ago

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𝑀𝒶𝓋𝒾 𝐵𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓂 | 𝟤𝟧 | 𝓈𝒽𝑒/𝒽𝑒𝓇 | 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒸𝒽

basics

full name : mavi badeem

nicknames : maves, mave

age : 25 (25 physically )

birthday/zodiac : august 19th / leo

gender/pronouns : cis female / she/her

sexual orientation : bisexual

species : witch

occupation : lead receptionist/office worker for the local police station

family : tbd

languages : english, asl, turkish

personality

bad habits … . self-blaming, holing herself up from others

hobbies … . reckless enjoyment (sometimes), working

fears … . facing her killer, not being able to become a mother again

alignment : chaotic good

behind the mask

face claim … . simay barlas

height … . 5'5"

hair color … . brown

eye color … . brown

scars … . one on her left side where she was stabbed

about

TRIGGER WARNING: stabbing, death mention, abandonment

#intro ; mavi #mavi

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