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dex-xe · 3 years

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Regarding the ficlet ideas :)

You don't have to do all or even any of these, these are just the things that popped into my head when I was scrolling through! Also if you want to write them romantically you do it, we love and support youuu!!!

Fluff: 7 (Mary and Robin, probably platonic) & 10 (Mary and Kitty, also probably platonic)

General: 18 (Julian and literally anyone, it'll be hilarious)

And General 45. With Alison and Cap (and maybe all the other ghosts) becuase I feel you'd write it really sweetly and honestly it's a scene I'd really like to see

Alison & Captain General #45: “Are you afraid to die?”

So there’s still one more prompt from this person (the Julian one) but I’m combining it with other ideas so expect that soon!! The others have also been done here:

Fluff #7

Fluff #10

But yeah,, this got no interaction at all on AO3 but that’s okay cause I actually really enjoyed writing this one there are some good lines I think. Let me know what you think either here on on AO3 I don’t mind. (Also there is a Doctor Who reference in here but I can’t remember which episode it’s from so if yall find it let me know XD)

TW:// in depth discussions of death.

The dark ceiling of Alison’s bedroom swirled in front of her as she listened to the soft rumbling of her husband’s snores beside her. The glowing red lights of her alarm clock served as a warning to her impending sleepless night: 2:15am.

Worries of life and family and the hotel and the unusual presence of 20 odd dead people inhabiting her home raced through her head as she begged for some kind of distraction from her thoughts. She tried not to set too many rules for the ghosts: whenever she did, they would work even harder to break every written order she laid down - and also every unwritten rule that common sense laid down. But one rule Alison was strict on was their nighttime curfew: do what you want around the house (as long as it doesn’t make too much noise, mess or irritance) but do not, under any circumstance, enter the master bedroom.

She’d originally given them the usual “only in emergencies” protocol but, after Robin had scared Alison out of bed at 4am having deemed a fat ginger cat on the front lawn an emergency, this had quickly been scrapped. But watching the dust flow through beams of moonlight while contemplating every life decision she’d ever made, the prospect of some inconceivable disaster interrupting the ghosts’ eternal deaths was seeming ever more pleasurable.

Alison sighed and sat up to look over Mike deep in sleep, jealous of his peaceful snoring. She swung off the bed being careful not to jostle the sheets but flinched at the freezing floorboards touching her bare feet. She tiptoed slowly through the empty corridors occasionally stopping to listen at the doors of the ghosts’ bedrooms: quiet snoring from Pat’s, mumbled sleep talking from Kitty’s, total silence on behalf of the others.

Every common room lay vacant, excluding Robin curled up in front of the dying fire, so Alison continued on to the kitchen - taking Nigel’s advice to fetch some milk when she’s stressed.

Upon entering the kitchen, she was taken aback to find it was not as empty as the rest of the house would suggest. Leaning back against the far tiled wall with his eyes shut and head resting back on the cold surface, the Captain looked as if he could be asleep standing upright. His eyes snapped open and settled straight on Alison frozen in the doorway. He blinked slowly before darting towards the corner of the room in his usual long-legged, gangly run.

“Captain?” Alison called as he turned away from her. “No, no! It’s alright!”

The Captain stopped. Still. Silent. In a moment of alarming quietness.

“Sorry for disturbing you, Captain. I’ll only be a moment!” Alison said quietly, making her way over to the fridge. “God, I hope Robin isn’t in here.” She pulled open the door with great gusto, fleetingly thrilled by the presence of broccoli, strawberry yoghurt, and half a pasta bake rather than the shouting menace of a caveman.

She shut the door with the milk carton in hand and turned to find the Captain still facing the wall, breathing heavily in what appeared to be a WW2 remake of the Blair Witch Project.

“You can just go back to… whatever you were doing, now,” Alison took a swig from the carton. “Plotting your latest hair-brained scheme to get rid of me?”

“Now, now, Alison,” the Captain said, turning back around to face her and swaying ever so slightly on his heels, stick gripped tight behind him. “I’m less inclined to dispose of you nowadays.”

“Yeah?” Alison raised her eyebrows with a knowing glance and took another sip. “Well, I appreciate that, Cap.”

“Hmm,” the Captain agreed.

“Why are you awake then? Are you awake or do ghosts sleep upright against a wall? Is this some mechanic I don’t know about? Do ghosts have to sleep?” Alison asked rapid fire.

“Of course we sleep! What did you think we do during the night?” The Captain pointed to Alison’s milk and frowned. “You shouldn’t drink it like that. That’s how disease spreads.

“It’s only me that uses it, just don’t tell Fanny, yeah?”

“Mum’s the word,” he murmured.

Alison smiled. “So why are you up, then? Shouldn’t you be getting that beauty sleep?”

“Sometimes it’s a little difficult to drift off, I’m sure you understand that being awake at this hour too.”

“Oh yeah,” Alison said quietly. She lifted her carton up in a small gesture of cheers and made a move to leave. “Well, got my milk. I guess… I’ll just head back to bed then. Good night, Captain.” She had barely made it out of the door before the Captain spoke up once more.

“You could stay for a while,” the Captain said. “If you wanted to. I mean, if you didn’t want to just lay in bed gazing at the ceiling.”

“I’d like that,” Alison pulled out the chair closest, scraping the legs across the tiled floor and interrupting the silence of the house. She left the chair open for the Captain and moved to sit opposite him, settling into the quiet comfort.

“Isn’t it weird to think the dead sleep?” Alison commented. “Doesn’t seem right, does it? Cause sleeping is a bit like being dead only without the commitment so it’s like you’re kind of double dead.”

“Death is nothing like sleeping, Alison. Don’t talk to me about death if you don’t understand it.” The Captain sniffed at her and leant back in his chair maintaining his usual stoic exterior.

“Sorry,” Alison said. “I didn’t mean-,”

“It’s fine,” the Captain said quickly. The pair fell back into silence, they had never exactly been the closest of friends and Alison certainly wouldn’t describe him as her best (undead) friend but they were friend-ly, for sure. Certainly more now that he’d ceased trying to drive her from the house at every opportunity that presented itself. Then again, death does strange things to people, Alison thought, her friends had proved that much. They showed little regard for the lives of the living, thinking very much of themselves and the Captain was surely the embodiment of that.

“It’s not awful, as such,” the Captain interrupted the quiet. Alison looked up from the table to find him watching her intently. “Death. It’s not as terrible as you might think. I know that’s what you were going to ask.”

“Oh,” Alison said. “I wasn’t- I wasn’t actually going to say anything.”

“I know. But you were thinking it.” The Captain said. “You’re in a rather unique position, Alison, I must say. Not many people can say they have a good understanding of death before it happens, but you know more than most.”

“I still don’t really get it, though,” Alison admitted drawing lines across the table with her fingers.

“If I’m telling the truth, neither do I,” the Captain confessed. “I don’t remember it too well. It was like- like falling asleep and then immediately waking up again. You know that plummeting feeling that happens right as you’re about to drop into sleep, like everything is calm and then suddenly you’re losing grip of reality, and then you’re wide awake again.”

“A hypnic jerk,” Alison quipped.

“Sorry?” He asked.

“That’s what it’s called, that falling thing. A hypnic jerk.” Alison said. “We did it in science class, I think. Your body thinks it’s dying so it does the jerk to make sure that you’re still alive. Makes sense that’s what dying feels like, I guess.”

“Are you afraid to die, Alison?” The question took Alison by surprise, it was unlike the Captain to be open about his emotions and even more unlikely for him to ask about others’ feelings.

“If I have to stay with this rowdy lot for eternity, then yes definitely,” Alison joked with a small laugh.

The Captain smiled and hummed in agreement: “Oh I’m sure I’d have agreed if given the choice before death. Not exactly the most peaceful post-death existence.”

“I’m a little bit scared,” Alison admitted.

“You shouldn’t be too worried, it’s not all that bad,” the Captain said with a shrug.

“Yeah, because you seem to be having a blast with your afterlife, Cap. Happy as Larry,” Alison said sarcastically, she threw the now-empty carton into the bin beside her and settled back towards the table, leaning forward closer to the Captain - their faces barely inches apart.

The Captain paused, his eyes boring into Alison’s sleepy face before he leant forward to match her and whisper in secret confidence.

“It is rather bad,” he reneged. “You should fear it, well done for being scared.” Alison chuckled. “Well thanks, Cap! I feel so much better now!”

“Now, you know that’s not what I mean,” the Captain said slowly, unsure of where he was going next. “As long as you die here, you have no reason to be afraid. We’ll care for you in death as you have for us in life. Be sure, Alison, we’ll teach you all we know.”

“You know, Julian has told me the ‘teachings’ you gave him when he died,” Alison chuckled.

“Somebody needed to give that scoundrel a good telling off; heaven knows no one in life ever did. Julian died much as he lived: with an air of superiority.” The Captain coughed and smirked across at Alison. “He waltzed in here as if he owned the place, demanding authority and respect and, as far as I’m concerned, those are qualities that are earned.”

“Like you?” Alison said pointedly.

“I’m sorry?”

“Did you earn the authority you have over the others?”

“That is beyond the point.” The Captain stated. “You’re rather lucky, Alison! You’ve met a somewhat tempered version of Julian, he’s actually rather bearable these days, likeable sometimes, you wouldn’t believe him in the early days.”

“Oh I can only imagine! And I’m better then, I assume? Seeing as I’m deemed worthy of your afterlife teachings?” Alison laughed.

“Indeed,” the Captain said.

“Were you afraid?” Alison asked. “Of death, I mean? Obviously like, before it happened.”

“No,” the Captain shrugged, finally heeling away from Alison and breaking their close eye contact. “A soldier is never afraid. When you enlist to serve for your country, you relinquish any right to fear your death. Service kills many who enter, you cannot fear the inevitable.”

“But you didn’t die in service?”

“I was a soldier. No matter if my demise happened during the war or 60 years later, I lived a soldier and I died a soldier.” The Captain said certainly. Whenever he spoke of his time in the military he straightened right up and masked any kind of emotion he had allowed to trickle through.

“Now that you’re not a soldier then, are you afraid of… you know, moving on?”

“Of being sucked off?” The Captain clarified.

“I refuse to say that,” Alison shook her head. “And frankly it’s cruel that Julian has kept this joke up. But are you scared?”

“I am still a soldier, Alison. I’ll always be a soldier.”

“Time has moved on, no more fighting and no more soldiers but you know that, Captain.”

“Doesn’t change anything. Time.” The Captain said, matter of fact. The darkness of the kitchen mostly shrouded his face but Alison could easily make out the outline of his sharp features and piercing eyes.

“Time changes everything.” She stated. “You should know that better than most.”

“I’m a soldier.” He repeated, mumbling it under his breath like a reassuring mantra. “For King and country.”

“Queen.” Alison corrected.

Allowing himself, for just a moment, to relinquish his solid, iron-clad grip on the past, the Captain softly whispered: “For Queen and country.”

#bbc ghosts #ficbymax

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jamiebluewind · 5 years

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Character Descriptions for Fantasy High

Season 2 episode 5

I decided to give you guys all the visual info for the notable characters from the latest episode (and a few random details I thought might help with their vibe). Please let me know if you have more to add or spelling corrections and let's have some fun! ^_^

If any of yall create art or a story using what I did here, for gods sakes tag me or shoot me an ask/PM so I can see it! I love everything yall create, but not everything shows up in the Fantasy High tag, so I would love to get the opportunity to see things I would miss otherwise ^_^

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Jamina Joy

Alternate spellings for name: Jaminna, Jamyna, Jamynna, Jemina, or a nickname for Benjamina

War forged: Living automaton made of stone and rusted steal and wood

8.5 feet tall

Right eye is gleaming bright latern eye (sort of a golem magic robot look) and left eye is short circuited with visible tungsten wire (that would normally be lit) is frayed. The working eye makes a sound and (combined with Brennan's hand movement) appears to be able to zoom and/or scan.

Right hand has 3 stone fingers that close like a claw (Brennan's hand movement indicates the movement is similar to a claw machine) and left hand is a four barrel rotating cannon.

Tri-clawed "feet" (more robotic than human approximations)

Long blue captain's coat, dirty white normal sailor's shirt (under her coat), striped pants (no color given) that go down to her "feet"

Deep husky voice (inhale or growl sound before she starts talking each time).

No approximation of a heart or thing that beats. "In my chest of stone and wood, there beats no heart to keep in time."

No knowledge of Solace, it's tech, or it's culture.

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Alester Ash

Alternate spellings for name: Alistair, Alastair, Alistair, Aleister, Allister, Alister, Alester, and Alaister

Teenage tiefling (Brennan said he looks young many times and sometimes called him a kid, so probably younger than the group)

Bright red skin with a tail and cloven hooves

Malnourished, scrawny, clean shaven (or just hairless)

Scarf and jangly jewelry

Said it was rumored that he was descended Geryon (deposed former lord of the Fifth circle of hell) on his mother side and Dispater (lord of the second circle of hell) on his father's side

Was a street urchin and can't read.

Currently a warlock (due to Bill Seacaster's patron pyramid scheme) with low intelligence (and probably low on wisdom too), but decent charisma.

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Garthy O'Brien

Nonbinary half-orc aasimar

Descendant of "risen devils" called Za-zhear-ee (closed captioning spell it Zajiri)

Muscular and tall

Sides and back of head is shaved with a flop of black hair on top

Whites of eyes are black, irises are shimmering metalic gold, and pupils are black. Their irises can spiral when they examine things.

Top surgery scars disguised with geometric celestial tattoos

Thin line geometric tattoo work around their wrists and biceps

Floral tattoos on their midsection with some sharp leaves

No shirt, fabric heavy harem pants, and fine boots with a myriad of belts and straps

A little metalic silver accent makeup on their lips (gesture makes it seem like it's a line in the center) and a little around their eyes.

Massive two-handed scimitar (kept on their back) with gold rings stamped into the back of the blade, the sharp edge on the curve and rings jangling on the back of it.

Sexually? Yes.

Zajiri are risen devils of the orc pantheon that represent everything in life that is soft, wonderful, beautiful, pleasurable, and pleasing. Like holy succubi who tempt orcs away from the ways of their god. "The job is to fuck people into being decent basically."

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James Wicklaw

Ilithid mindflayer

6.5 feet tall

Underdark humanoid with squid-like face, beady eyes, and tentacles that come out of his face (one with a peg leg) that hide his beak

Wearing a bright scarlet coat and blue shirt with an intense crystaline sabor by his side

Captain of The Crimson Claw

He eat brains, drinks mead, hates Bill Seacaster, hates Fabian, and thinks there should be a pirate king

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Mentions

Cathilda the Black, Terror of the Celestine Sea

Random racist dwarf with double braided beard covered in firecrackers (about an hour in the stream) which Fig disguised herself as.

Adaine: Put on a tricorner hat (but is still in her normal clothes)

Gorgug: Got a huge tin flower tattoo on his right arm at the shoulder. Also some Zajiri celestial runes on his right forearm

Fig: Pain and pleasure tattooed in Zajiri celestial runes. Edit: @daxina pointed out that Fig may have gotten the tattoos on her wrists as that was where she originally intended to get the tattoo, but she also pointed to her knuckles during the part when getting the tattoo, so it's unclear which is correct at this time.

Kristen: Neck tattoo of Tracker's name on the right side of her neck.

Tracker: Neck tattoo of Kristen's name on the right side of her neck.

Riz: All the clues he's found so far during the current investigation given to a tattoo artist. Most likely all text, but not confirmed. The words "Night Yorb" as a chest piece (unknown if other words were also put on his chest). Other clues on his shoulders. Said if they ran out of room to use his back. Edit: @mellowyall discovered that Riz got Garthy on his right inner forearm (held up his arm at a right angle with his palm forward and pointed towards the inner area of his forearm, same area as brachioradialis muscle). As Riz mispronounced the name as Gardy/Guardy, it may or may not be misspelled. Murph also motioned to his lower neck as well as his chest, shoulders, and forearm during the scene where he mentioned his forearm tattoo, so that might be the extent of the area for his tattoos.

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cupcakeshakesnake · 8 years

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Watching SU for the first time: Season 4 ep 11~15 (part 1)

This post reacts to Season 4 episodes 11~12 (Steven’s dream/Adventures in Light Distortion).

(Annnd I’m finally catching up. The latest episodes by far.)

(This is the latest Steven Bomb. And suddenly, I have a bad feeling about this. To be honest, I tried really, really hard to avoid spoilers for these five episodes and I was kinda successful. I don’t know much except there’s a human zoo, Blue Diamond and the dimaonds’ singing involved. I saw the ‘What’s the use of feeling’ video on Youtube but never watched it on purpose because I wanted my first encounter with the song to be while I watched its episode. But now, I’m really scared. The fandom apparently exploded after this happened, and I don’t know what happened. Will Steven and Greg end up stuck in the zoo? Will they go back to Earth? What’s the song about? Will they die or live?!? I’m really scared about nothing... but there’s still 11 more episodes in the season to go... WHAT IS REBECCA PLANNING)

Steven’s Dream

-I can’t pinpoint why but I am so worried right now

-HEY THAT’S OUR NATIONAL FLOWER

-Does Steven never change his pajamas or does he have a bunch of the same pair like he does with his T-shirt

-THAT’S OUR NATIONAL FLOWER AGAIN

-AND OUR NATIONAL TREE

-THE FUCKING PALANQUIN

-WHAT

-IT’S ‘PALANKEEN’

-THANKS FOR THE KNOWLEDGE CONNIE, I ACTUALLY THOUGHT IT WAS PRONOUNCED ‘-UIN’ AS IN ‘PENGUIN’

-Feels...

-wAIT BUT THAT’S LIKE FREAKING sEOUL

-It’s on the other side of the globe from America. wut.

-Either Andy’s plane is real fast or it’s cartoon logic.

-HEY I FREAKING LIVE HERE

-*KOREAN INTENSIFIES*

-Those streets are pretty accurate...

-WTF STEVEN HAS GRANDMA HAIR

-Except that on Saturdays there’s like a million protesters nowadays

-IS THAT ONE OF THE ANIMATORS

-DID STEVEN UNIVERSE JUST STEP LIGHTLY OVER THE FOURTH WALL WITHOUT GIVING A SINGLE FUCK

-GREG TRIED TO SAY THANK YOU IN KOREAM

-But why is Steven crying like there’s pepper in the air

-wtf?? someone repaired the palanquin??

-WHAT THE FUCK

-HOLY FUCK WHAT

-WAS THAT PINK DIAMOND’S PALANQUIN

-”Yellow says it’ll all be over soon” HWY DOES THAT MAKE ME SO SAD

-WHAT

-WHAT THE FUCK

-Blue Pearl... so apparently all pearls have pointy noses that could stab someone?

-gREG NO

-”Humanity’s ability to survive in the wild” THAT’S A MOUNTAIN IN THE MIDDLE OF A FUCKING CITY Or does human civilization still look primitive to gems and they consider it ‘wild’

-WHOA BLUE DIAMOND IS HUGE

-I uh

-Silence of respects for Pink Diamond. R.I.P.

-THE GEOWEAPON WAS DEACTIVATED DUDE

-CHILL DOWN BLUE

-Anyway what the fuck was Rose doing in Korea fighting PD

-I mean we were here for like half a million years, yeah we were still monkeys, but - quote Wikipedia - “The earliest known Korean pottery dates to around 8000 BC”.

-WHAT THE FUCK

-GREG NO

-AND THAT HAND SHIP CAME OUTTA NO-FREAKING-WHERE

-NO

-THAT’S A FUCKING ARM SHIP

-IS THAT THE ULTIMATE CLASS OR IS THERE A TORSO SHIP AND A LEG SHIP HIDING SOMEWHERE TOO

-The palanquin floating is kind of disappointing. I was kind of hoping it would scuttle around like it did in The Answer.

-”Jump to hyperspace”

-HWTA THE FUXCK

-WHAT ETHE ACTUAL FUCK

-MINDFUCKED

-STEVEN UNIVERSE WHATE THE FUCK

-THIS AIN’T A STEVEN BOMB THIS IS STEVEN FUCKING TSAR BOMBA

-WHAT THE DUKC

-I TOLD YOU I HAD A BADEELING ABOTU THIS

-I FUKCING CALLED IT

-THE LAST TIME I WAS THIS MIONDFUCKED WAS WHEN I WATCHED THE DOCTOR WHO SERIES 8 FINALE

Adventures in Light Distortion

-*Adventures in Space and Time intensifies*

-THERE’S EARRAPE MUSIC PLAYING IN MY BRAIN IT’S FRIPPING CHAOS IN THERE

-YEAH YOU CHEEKY LIIL THEME SONG BEING ALL MERRY N SHIT LIKE YALL GONNA PRETEND SHIT DIDN’T GET DOWN JUST LAST EPISODE

-”Amethyst, turn into a chair, I need to sit down.”

-RONALDO FUCKING CALLED IT

-BUT WHERE’S THE RUBY SHIP

-PERIDOOOOOOOOOT

-tardis

-TARDIS

-BIGGER ON THE INSIDE AND SHIT

-only it can’t travl through time. Probably.

-I FEEL SO FUCKED UP RIGHT NOW

-WHAT HE FUCK IT’S THAT FUCKING RUBY FROM SEASON THREE OFMG

-LOL WUT

-”Those are my bones” Amethyst wtf

-STEVEN NO

-OH THANK GOODNESS HE’S OK

-WHAT THE FUCK THEY’RE FLAT?? WHAT??

-WHAT?? LOL!?! RUBY SIZED CRYSTAL GEMS

-PERIDOT. FUCKING. TOLD. YOU.

-JASPER SIZED CRYSTAL GEMS

-THE FUCK ARE THOSE TINY ONES EVEN SUPPOSED TO BE

-ARE YOU TELLING ME THAT THERE ARE TINY ASS GEMS SCUTTLING AROND ON HOMEWORDL

-DIAMOND SIZED

-Well obviously you have to have different settings for each gem as they are all different kinds

-ouch

-WHAT THE FUCK

-STEVEN YOU’RE BREAKING EVERYONE

-Oh now we’re norm- NEVERMIND

GARNET PIE

PEARLOON

-THANK YOU FOR THIS COMIC RELIEF CREWNIVERSE, I NEEDED IT TO CURE MY HEARTBREAK

WTF JESUS CHRIST DID THEY GET POOFED

-NEVER MIND ABOUT THAT COMIC RELIEF

-You’re on drugs, Steven.

-holy fuck this is nightmarish

-KIDS’ SHOW

-WHAT THE FUCK

-holy fuck that’s stressful

-Well thank goodness they were alright...

-But imagine if there was some other alien spaceship just passing by and ZOOM ‘oh there goes a gem ship, probably rubies’ but then a moment later NYOOM there are three gems just floating and somehow moving really fast in the middle of nowhere, following that ruby ship and they look fucking stretched out like wtf

-FEEEEEELS

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jamiebluewind · 5 years

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Character Descriptions for Fantasy High

Season 2, Episode 6

SPOILERS!

Yall... I don't even know if there's a point to doing this week because I currently wanna go hide under a rock for a week, but still. Also, keep in mind what was in the episode tonight for warnings as this is fairly detailed.

As always, let me know if I need to edit or add anything and tag/ask/PM me about art and stories so I can check them out!

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New characters and additions to previously introduced characters...

Garthy: Plays harpsichord. Has red neon outline wings when they kneel at their shrine. The shrine room is filled with red, pink, and orange candles with a silvery pentagram drawn on the floor in chalk. The Gold Gardens is a complex celestial rune centered on their living quarters in the center (it has been hallowed) which makes them more powerful within their establishment (which is a pirate casino and brothel which also has shows, bars, massage parlours, baths, and spas).

Pirate janitor: Very old. Scruffy. Two peg legs. Walks with a waddle. Carries a mop.

Bill's Cult: 20 people (only 4-5 survive the battle). Wear robes, but have traditional pirate garb underneath. Many have eyepatches. All are poor and hungry. Four have repelling blast (including Chungle) which looks like a pure stream of golden coins which vanish in flame when they hit the target and sounds like a slot machine at Vegas. They have paid Bill nearly 350,000 gp for services.

Alester (sp?): Was left behind by Fabian during the battle (the only one of the warlocks left that wasn't dead and was still loyal to Fabian). Was prone and may or may not be dead

Creeky McBarrel: Parrot aarakocra that's best friends with Old Young Benjamin. No humanoid ears, but great hearing. Died from an attack from James Wicklaw.

Old Young Benjamin: Banderlog. Probably lives up in the rigging. 6.5 feet tall, but only 90lbs. Long limbed and gawky. Might walk on hands. Son of Old Benjamin, but there's a newer Young Benjamin which is why he's Old Young Benjamin. Bolted after Creeky was killed.

Chungle-Down Bimothy: aka Chungle-Down Bim. Gnome. Beard has been shaped into 6 distinct mustaches making a multi level huge mustache. Snaggle teeth of various materials including wood, silver, and gold. Scooped pasta into his coat. Probably crazy. Can do eldritch blast and repelling blast. Said Fabian was no pirate and Bill would spit in his eye. Attacked Fabian when Fabian fell back.

James Wicklaw: Uses a crystal cutlass which can deal psychic damage due to the sheer hatred he has for the Seacasters. Psychic damage ability that looks like heat coming off a hot grill that violently shook the warlock cultists so hard that they fell apart and died. Has eaten the brains of several of Fabian's siblings.

Nightmare Fabian: Sad doughy middle aged Fabian with a whisp of a comb over and a voice like Gilear. Soft papery wet hand. Button up shirt and slacks. Eats a lot of yogurt. Built a tourist attraction memorial to his father with beautiful sunny fields, giant marble Bill stature, wings of his father's accomplishments, and pictures of his father, his mother, and the house, but none of Fabian himself. Thinks the memorial is the best thing he could have ever done and says it defines his self worth. Said "Why would I put pictures of myself here? I don't deserve them. Very cocky. Papa wouldn't like it at all." followed by manic laughter.

Shadow Cat/Calina: Slit pupils with double eyelids. Cold and selfish with a false kind tone.

Fabian: After he jumped, he was covered in silk bloomers (with one over his head at the start) and found partially cocooned in underwear and ropes, hanging upside down 7 feet from the ground, and badly injured with blood dripping "up" his neck and face, through his silvery hair, and onto a puddle beneath him. At the end of the episode, he ripped off his Owlbears jacket (most likely discarded, but possibly stored, carried, or recovered) and put the eyepatch in his pocket (he also admitted earlier that he missed his eye), caught pneumonia (shaking with fever, vomited a couple times), soaked with seawater, and may or may not still have dried blood in his hair. He seems broken. Cathilda found him and put a blanket on him.

Riz: Healing black ink tattoos which have plastic wrap on them in the beginning. Are red and might be bleeding ans/or weeping (would being healed fix that?). Broken arm (was he healed? would it be sore?). Looked like a tiny bouncer while guarding Fabian.

Fig and Gorgug: Recovering from shoulder dislocation (both healed). Fig disguised herself as Jamina temporarily while zipping through the city. Both look like they've been in a cold temp drier for 45 minutes.

Kristen: Ribbon on a stick

Adaine: Razor scooter

Cathilda: Best mom energy

The Hangman: Sword of the Seacasters plunged through his engine and leaking oil. Strapped to the top of Van.

Sandra Lynn: At one point has shirt and shorts on backwards and mussed hair, but clothing was on normally by the end.

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