#to spade where he plays joker

[wildflower-otome]

Spade no Kuni no Alice ~Wonderful White World | Joker End

[sorcerersandskillusers]

Card Meanings in the new, The Day I Picked Up Dazai art.

Ok so im currently still in shock that were getting new day I picked up dazai content so bare with me, but onece again Asagiri has included playing cards in his art so of course I have to break down what they mean.

Lets start with side A (the right side):

First we see a joker:

While Gogol is the obvious fit for the joker, the card also describes Dazai extremely well. He is almost always acting like the fool in any given situation, even in the mafia he loved to be as weird and funny as he could as well as tease and annoy the people around him, something jesters famously did.

In fact, his dynamic with Mori is very close to how a king and a jester used to work, where the jester was the only person who was allowed to openly mock the king and would usually heckle him. They also played a key part in psychological warfare, which we see Dazai specialises in.

I think the whole; wit, intelligence and unpredictability kind of speaks for itself.

Next card is the four of spades:

This one is also really fitting, it shows how after the day I picked up Dazai side A, Dazai settles into his little routine of going to bar lupin with Oda as well as how he finally has someone who he can trust and be comfortable around. Finally, it is a clear message of optimism, something Dazai never shows before he meets Oda.

Next the two of hearts:

This one is pretty obvious, it's Dazai and Oda spending time at bar lupin. It actually fits so well, there's not much I can say about it other then how it shows the love and care Dazai and Oda had for each other (platonically)

Now for Side B (prepare to cry)

The first card is the three of spades:

Whyyyyyyyyyy... why Asagiri. This one is also fairly obvious but it has multiple meanings. It most clearly represents Dazai suffering in side B as he has to run the mafia without odasaku and live in utter loneliness while destroying all the connections he never got to have for the sake of a friend he never got to meet.

“It was hard,” muttered the young man. “It was really hard fighting Mimic without you in the organization. I had no choice but to take over for Mori and make enemies of everyone around me to expand the business. Everything I did was for this world’s—”

It also represents the moment on the platform where he nearly tells Odasaku the truth and goes with him to bar lupin, the horrible decision to abandon everything for Odas future

The next card is... the ace of spades:

The ace of spade has many meanings, most of which involve change or transition, but by far its most famous meaning it death. I really don't think I have to explain this one, Beast Dazai having the card of death has a pretty clear meaning.

But the ace of spade does have a secondary meaning, and this one is a little more hopeful, as it shows Dazai passing the safety of this world onto Atsushi and Auktagawa.

Finally, (it's a bit hard to see) we have the ten of diamonds:

I want to focus mostly on the highlighted part because it's what really applies to BEAST Dazai, he lived his whole life to create a world where what matters most to him, that Oda gets to be happy and write his books, becomes real. This card doesn't apply to Dazai directly, more to the fact that he made succeeding in his mission his only priority and discarded everything else.

Bonus round Odasku card; the king of clubs

the only card thats seen on Oda's section and one that clearly represents Odasaku as a character.

"King of clubs represents a dark man, who is loyal and kind. He is a good businessman, shrewd with money and investments, but isn’t selfish. In fact, the King of clubs is a very devoted father, husband and citizen. In a broader sense, the King of clubs encompasses idealized qualities of a fatherly figure. This card is universally considered as a very good omen."

I feel like this sums Odasaku up very well, the devoted father and loyal friend parts are just him to a t.

(this is also the card I think best represents Fukuzawa)

Right, I think I got everything, if you disagree with this or find something I missed, please reblog or comment with whatever you want to add, or send me an ask. I love discussing, and hearing other people's views as long as they're respectful.

If you add something, please add it in the post not the tags, so I can reply to it (or in the tags if that makes you more comfortable)

[januaryembrs]

Bugsy and Spencer tea!!

the one with the card counting | Spencer Reid x Prentiss!Reader

description: Bugsy and Spence quarrel while playing Old Maid

length: 700 wds

set in the trouble almost all my life universe

“Spence, I love you, but if you try card counting in Old Maid one more time, I’m not speaking to you for the rest of the flight,” Bugsy snipped, staring down at the man over their deck of cards, his hazel eyes narrowed and concentrated as he flicked through his hand. The joker card glared down at him from the dead centre, where he’d strategically placed it so she’d be more likely to take it when her turn came, though he’d been unsuccessful so far. 

She didn’t need to see his lips to know he was chewing them in frustration, eyes darting between the pile on the table of already used hands, the rest of the deck they were picking up from, and how many cards she had in her hand. 

“I’m not, and even if I was, it’s just math,” He replied in a defensive tone, knowing she’d already caught him out as he looked up at her, the red back designs fanning over her mouth and nose, though her annoyed expression was still clear as day to him. For a guy who rarely understood what people meant until they spelled it out verbally for him, Bugsy had always just seemed to make sense in his head, “I’m not cheating,”

He said it like someone who was trying to convince himself it was true, his eyes as innocent and none threatening as they would go, though he got that little notch between his brows that said he knew exactly what he was doing and felt bad for lying to her. 

Huffing, she drew her cards to her chest and setting her elbows on the table, Hotch to her left with an amused smile drawing at his lips as he tried to catch some sleep on the way home from a case, though the sound of the two agents bickering gave him some inflight entertainment at least. 

“Oh, really?” She asked, daring him to repeat himself even though saying it the first time had been hard enough, and Spencer simply nodded with a small ‘Mhm’, “Alright, smart guy, if we’re playing it like that then I’m taking this card,” Bugsy said, pulling the ace of spades he had sitting beside the joker with a pointed look on her face, “And the reason I want this one and not the one next to it is because I know that's where you put the old maid,” 

Spencer swallowed, the tip of his nose turning a blush, as he grit his teeth together in annoyance, “I guess the joke is on you, Miss Prentiss. I don’t even have the old maid,” He said, forcing his voice not to quake, and he sounded somewhat believable, at least that’s what he thought until he saw her brow raise, and he knew he was fucked.  

“Yeah? Government names is it?” She asked again, giving him chance to fix his error, only he doubled down with a second nod, his lips pursed. Her finger shot out to point to the joker card, where she could only see the intricate pattern that matched every other in his hand, “So this isn’t the Old Maid?” 

Spencer blinked once, the two of them exchanging a heated look like they were waiting for the smallest of breaks in character, and his breathing even despite the fact it was under duress, his expression abnormally calm as the jet went entirely silent, “Yes,” 

“Bullshit,” He quickly collected his cards to his lap and scrambled to shuffle them well enough that she wouldn’t guess which one was the dead card, his scowl spreading over his face.

“You cheater, you must have seen my cards, there’s no way to count where I put the joker, that is entirely by chance-” Spencer snapped back, flipping them between his long, lithe fingers as Bugsy giggled into her hand. 

“Play nicely, boys and girls,” Rossi chided where he had his nose buried in the newspaper, only glancing up to see Spencer glaring at the girl who sat opposite him with a victorious smirk. 

“Face it, Spencer Reid. You might be good, but I’m better.” Derek bit his lip to stop himself from laughing where he was eavesdropping on their game on the seats behind them, and he thought he might have to take it to his deathbed that he and the younger girl had swapped Spencer's cards out the second he went to the bathroom. Or maybe save it for a rainy day, when he really needed leverage against the stubborn girl and let them squabble in peace. 

Bugsy didn't tell him until a year later, the week before she left for London.

[waitmyturtles]

As I did last week, I have more constructive criticism for Jack & Joker, so, trigger warning again, please fly away if you can't deal with objective criticism of your faves.

What frustrates me about the construction of this show is that it's tripping on its own feet. And I shouldn't use the indefinite article; I should call out director Tee Bundit directly, because we saw him do this in spades in Step By Step. Tee did everything he could to avoid building a real narrative romance between the SBS leads, and the emotional beats that succeeded their late-series intimate breakthrough were not syncopated properly to match the development of a convincing relationship.

The incomplete beats at hand here are not as bad as they were in SBS. What's keeping me going on in Jack & Joker is that, at least, we are getting separate emotional development trajectories for Jack and Joke -- and a nice, hearty head-smack from Ah Mah at the end of the episode, towards Jack and his inclination to shut down and keep his shit internal. Ah Mah is trying to get Jack to know how to act as family, and she did the same with Joke's father earlier in the episode.

Like I said last week, I think this show has some really wonderful family-related thematic gems like the ones I just mentioned for this week's episode. Yin and War are acting these themes out with heart. Jack's in a really tough spot. The robber clowns will get together again next week to try to get him out of his tough spot.

And I know many of us are upset with Joke's dad, as I am, too, he's a real piece of shit, but his scenes with Joke struck me as very real to the experience of an insanely strict Asian dad. I've written about this too many times to count, but the ability of an Asian parent to cut their kids off like that is a concept that majority Western culture hasn't contemplated, except in instances of religion, sexism, bigotry, etc., but anyway -- that kind of cut-off doesn't exist as part of the everyday Western mentality about parenting, whereas in Asian parenting styles, to reject the patriarchal hierarchy could mean permanent separation, as Joke's dad has enacted to Joke. The fact that the motherfucker reconsidered AFTER EATING JOKE'S FOOD struck me as deeply sexist ("the way to a man's" blah blah, UGH), so I'm glad Ah Mah told that bitch off, but I did think those scenes were done well and realistically.

Anyway, where this series is absolutely lagging is in the EDITING. All these rich people games. I think there are many more concise narrative ways that we can be told that the rich play with the lives of the poor, than to give us bloated scene after bloated scene of literal gaming. Forget metaphors! Just give us some well-written, snappy dialogue about how these rich people are total assholes! We'll believe it!

And at the same time, I'm feeling bad for Rose, honestly. She likes Jack! She has no idea her crush on him is caught up in this Boss bullshit. She's gonna be hurt! And they're gonna rob her house now? I mean, I think what Tee is saying (I think?!?!?!) is that what comes to her, she deserves, because she's as scummy as the rest of the other scummy rich people (Ajahn Pichai, was that you?!). But like, this is her dad's shit?! So she gets automatically blamed because she's a nepo baby? I mean, I guess, if you're a reader of New York Magazine, that's reasonable thinking, but like, some of us are moral thinkers here!

This shit is complicated, and for an episode that was ONE HOUR. AND. 21. MINUTES. LONG., we could have a shorter AND clearer episode that could have scrubbed at the grout of these otherwise very interesting moral quandaries. But instead, we got video games from some dusty-ass rich boy who needs a goddamn bath.

I know, I know we haven't gotten the intimacy payoffs for any of the implied couples yet, and maybe this is part of YinWar's intention in having so much control over their script. But I did wonder if I was watching a Series Y/BL, or if I was watching a dramedy instead. I don't really care what genre it's in. But what I would like is for the themes to be crystal-clearly focused so that us, the viewers, can lean into what the cast and showmakers WANT us to care about -- which, thematically, I'm unclear on at this moment.

[daydreamingleclerc]

Fluffy oneshot idea: flight delayed, stuck at the airport with Lando and you guys start playing random games to make the time pass

OOOOOH okay i love this

lando norris x reader

*

flight 374 from melbourne to london delayed due to weather conditions (approx. 2hrs)

great.

“lando, the planes two hours delayed.”

he was attempting to scout out the first class lounge, although you weren’t really sure why. he was hardly listening, and it was then that you noticed max scurrying across from the bookshop to the bench in a warzone type of manner, hoping lando wouldn’t spot him.

of course lando didn’t spot him.

“lando,” you poked his arm, “are you even listening?”

“sorry, what?”

your best friend halted, turning to face you despite still being eager on his toes. you noticed max running to the fountain.

“planes delayed by two hours, so we’re stuck in the airport,” lando’s face scrunched, “oh, and max is behind the big tree next to the fountain.”

you raised your voice loud enough so that max could hear it, and he was unimpressed by your quick reflexes. lando, however, seemed stunned that you’d even clocked where max was in the first place, but all in all it wasn’t that difficult.

“what’re we gonna do for the next two hours?” lando pouted like a child.

“i would say we could go and get a drink, but i don’t think they’d let you two kids have anymore e-numbers.”

lando prodded at your ribcage and you laughed, brushing him off as he tried to tickle you. you wandered around the first class lounge, lando was satisfied with his haul of snacks that he bought “just in case we’re here for three days”, while you were satisfied with your purchase of new books.

“flight 374 from melbourne to london delayed by a further ninety minutes due to weather conditions.”

lando grumbled again, beginning to get bored. max was off with another one of your friends trying to find a birthday present for his mum, and lando began to throw peanuts at your face. the more agitated you got, the more he laughed.

“lando! will you stop?” you couldn’t help but laugh with him, his schoolgirl giggle always getting the better of you.

“im bored!” he whined, and so you put your book down.

“okay,” you turned to face him, “i spy with my little eye, something beginning with W.”

his mouth scrunched, and he repeated the letter as he looked around the airport. “window!”

“mhm, your turn.”

“i spy with my little eye, something beginning with… C.”

“clock.”

“how’d you get it so fast?” he asked, once again startled by your quick reflexes.

“because lando, we’re in an airport and they have about a million clocks,” you sighed, “okay, something beginning with B.”

“book?”

“nope.”

“B.. B… um…. bag?” you nodded your head, “something beginning with P.”

“P? okay, um, plane?” lando shook his head, and you looked down into his lap, “peanuts?”

“no, Y/N… its phone. god, i thought you were supposed to be the smart one!”

you stuck your middle finger up at him. annoyed at yourself but mostly annoyed at him. “okay; new game. where’s your pack of cards?”

“flight 374 from melbourne to london will board at approximately three forty five pm.”

the pair of you cheered, and while lando rummaged for his pack of cards, you let max know about the boarding updates.

“found them!” he handed them over and you split the deck in half after shuffling it, “what are we playing?”

“just put the first card down.”

lando put his first card down, face up, seven of hearts. you put yours down on top of it, six of spades. lando put another card down, three of hearts, and lo and behold, your next card was the three of hearts.

“snap!”

you placed your free hand over the cards and dragged them away to your side. you placed a card down, the queen, while lando put the joker down.

in the end, you beat him 5-1 at snap, and he was being a sore loser.

“i just don’t understand how somebody’s reflexes are that quick.”

“maybe because i’m just better at everything than you? have you ever thought of that?”

lando laughed, and he slung his hand luggage bag over his shoulder. max was waiting at the boarding gate, and you’d never been so excited about going home.

“i’d like to see you be better at me than driving an f1 car.”

“hm, thats not going to be too hard, is it?”

[ariparri]

Peregrine Pearce - The Puppeteer

The Hogwarts Mystery Cardverse is an AU that takes place in a fantasy land called Cinderhaven. There are five regions, four of them representing a suit of cards; Spades, Clubs, Hearts, Diamonds. The final region representing the Jokers.

Cardverse Masterlist

We finally introduce Peregrine in the AU! He will be known as Peregrine Pearce because we gotta give him a last name. He’s also not related to the McQuaids so his connection with them is strictly through Veruca where he helps her come to terms with everything going on in the country. Also thanks to @carewyncromwell for helping me figure out Peregrine's character!

Note: Sorry there hasn’t been much content for Cardverse or just HP in general. After dealing with someone, and I now no longer associate with them, I lost the motivation to work on any HP related content for a while. I’ll still be making HP content but it won’t be as much as my other fandom stuff. Also sorry there’s no illustration for this man, but I currently got other wips I really need to finish 😖

Peregrine Pearce is a master of duality, seamlessly blending charm and darkness in his role for the Cardverse AU. At first glance, he presents himself as a profound connoisseur, relishing in the intricate style of the trade market and its instruments. With an air of sophistication and class, he holds himself in high regard, showcasing a talent that extends beyond the financial realm.

Having served in the war and enduring the loss of his closest companions, Peregrine Pearce shares a resonance with Rakepick regarding the injustices embedded within the Spades system. His past includes a stint in the military, a chapter he left behind, disillusioned by the pain it wrought. The harsh reality of his experiences, coupled with societal judgment on his poverty and lack of formal education, fueled his departure and entrance into the trades market.

Peregrine embodies the archetype of a puppet master, adept at manipulating emotions and situations to his advantage, yet not devoid of empathy. His emotional detachment, cultivated to shield himself from past mistakes and betrayals, aligns with his pragmatic approach to navigating the complexities of power. The tragedy of his manipulative tendencies manifests in the loss of his friend, a casualty of Peregrine's pursuit of personal glory. Rather than confront the role his actions played, he deflects blame onto the military and the system, reinforcing his emotional distance and manipulation tactics.

As a master of the trade market, Peregrine relishes in the complexities of commerce and finance, wielding his knowledge like a weapon to gain influence and power. He is a connoisseur of strategy, always several steps ahead of his adversaries, and unafraid to play both sides of the board to achieve his goals.

Beneath this polished exterior, however, lies a complex and cunning individual. Peregrine is a dark-minded manipulator who takes pleasure in playing with the lives of others. Peregrine's vanity is evident in his calculated manipulation of others, using flattery and charm to mask his true intentions and bend them to his will. Yet, despite his smarmy demeanor, there is a hint of playfulness in his interactions, a subtle wit that shines through even in the darkest of moments.

His alliances, transient and transactional, serve as shields against vulnerability, enabling him to sever ties when necessary. His allegiance shifts from aiding Rakepick to assisting the rebels, exploiting the chaos for his gain while protecting his involvement. He is a man who thrives in the shadows, pulling strings from behind the scenes to shape the destiny of nations and individuals alike. But beneath the layers of deception lies a man with a heart, however tarnished it may be, and a lingering sense of morality that occasionally peeks through the cracks in his carefully constructed facade. In absolving himself of responsibility for his manipulations, Peregrine perpetuates a cycle of self-preservation and exploitation, masking his own culpability.

Operating in the shadows, he orchestrated a series of recent events that transpired in the Country of Spades to achieve his hidden agenda. His involvement in helping Duncan Ashe persuade Coby McQuaid to run for a pivotal role in the country showcases his strategic mind, setting off a chain reaction that disrupts the country's stability. Peregrine's role as the architect behind the shutdown of the railroad system and the closure of borders, basically ‘throwing out ideas’ for Rakepick to take, highlights his willingness to plunge the region into chaos for his own gain. Manipulating circumstances, Peregrine reveals his prowess as a puppet master capable of influencing key figures which have also led to Rakepick’s downfall.

Despite his darker inclinations, Peregrine displays a unique sympathy toward Veruca and the rebels, particularly in light of the fate of her brother. As a result, his assistance to her, both during and after the war, paints him as a confidant and ally, even as suspicions linger among others. Mostly as he covertly orchestrates numerous schemes against both sides of the civil war.

[queersouthasian]

Jack&Joker - U steal my heart!

One of the most popular Thai BL cps, Yinwar, are back with a heist themed BL after a long hiatus since Love mechanics.

*taps mic*

I refuse to spiral into insanity all by myself, so here is a thread of theories or rather poorly made assumptions regarding the characters and plot.

#1 Joker and Lupin

You know what Joker reminds me of, or rather who? Arséne Lupin.

Arséne Lupin AKA the 'Gentleman Burglar' is a French fictional book character,

There is a French live action drama on Netflix called 'Lupin' where a guy named Assane Diop, a long standing fan of the books, imitates Lupin to avenge his father's death.

Now, why am I mentioning Lupin out of nowhere? I remember binge watching the live action and wishing that one day we would have a BL with a similiar theme. The BL gods heard me lol. Joker, seems to be very similiar to Lupin/Assane. He is cocky, witty, bitchy, sassy and chaotically evil yet cares and loves beyond one may speculate.

And If Joker is our queer Lupin,

Tattoo is our Benjamin,

Benjamin used to replicate intricately made precious jewels/jwelery which helped Assane to rob the original and replace with the cloned item which looked indifferent to the human eye.

If that's that, if tattoo makes shit which gets used during heists, then maybe he was the one to create the gas which puts everyone to sleep. Literally anyone can argue that it could have been chloroform, something that's easy to access. BUT, considering the amount of 'chloroform' which flowed through the ventilators, people would have been dead. Atleast Anan. That shit results in muscle breakdown and can put people in coma.

And if we have the Assane, the benjamin, do we also have the Ganimard?

#2 Cards and Ganimard

Cards play an important role in the world of Joker, it's everywhere,

In his description

on the loan papers

It's his signature, of course.

But you know who else has a card related description?

Yes

Jack has what we call the "ace of spades"...

Now this is where this gets interesting,

If the joker is the 'harlequin' which symbolises chaos, unpredictability, wit and intelligence; who exactly what Joker is, The Lupin, then Jack is THE ace of spades, which symbolises intellectual power or spiritual growth BUT carry the reputation of being the 'Death Card' popularised during the Vietnam War. It's a die or domino with a single pip.

And If Jack is the 'ace', he can be the queer Ganimard,

This makes me think, either Jack will be the hindrance or guidance, maybe both.

It could be that, the only history Jack and Joker share is Jack getting conned by joker. IF joker did scam Jack on the 'superhuman project' which was assumbly his dream project yet Jack helps him, then he can be called inhumanely loyal and hopelessly in love.

"You are still kind and haven't changed"

And if Jack can cooperate with Joker so well (the whole fight scene against the guards), he would be the only one to know how Joker works or atleast have an idea. And If that's what it is, he would either directly join the heist by pretending to stop it and Joker, or he is actually going to do it 'cause, he is the "death card"

He is either with you, or against you.

The vibe till now seem very contrasting to Partners in Crime, while the later was more like a social commentry where two lovers rob the exploited, the rich. But this one is more like a cold witty thief who finds an extremely loyal admirer and falls for him BUT this could turn into a love story with betrayal. This show either is going to be chill, cool and quirky and little bit angsty OR extremely twisted and angsty. Let's see.

[theaudiovore]

For more than a year now I’ve had a concept for a single player TTRPG orbiting in the depths of my mind, slowly accumulating mass and occasionally passing into the Observable Universe that is my conscious mind.

A concept for an Elder Scrolls single player tabletop RPG.

In its present conception I imagine it to be played with some rules, paper and pencil, and a deck of playing cards.

In this game the player will start as a Prisoner, and through their own actions, divine intervention, and the weight of prophecy they will become a Hero.

They will meet their Doom and enter the Tower.

The Wheel turns.

The structure of play will be meant to resemble an Enantiomorphic Event, as all Elder Scrolls stories do.

The Three necessary elements are of course, a Prisoner, a King, and a Tower.

The Prisoner is the player, a person who by destiny or circumstance will rise to fullfill the role of Hero. The Eternal Champion, the Imperial Agent, the Nerevarine, the Hero of Kvatch and Champion of Cyrodiil, the Last Dragonborn, the Vestige. They are noone and come from nowhere, and so they can be anyone and go anywhere. They are Free in ways others are not, while simultaneously being shackled by their prophesied Doom.

The King is the antagonist, the threat to the wellbeing of the world and the people within it. Their power shakes the stones of the Tower and threatens to end the dream that is the Aurbis. Jagar Tharn, Zurin Arctus, Dagoth Ur, Mankar Camoran and Mehrunes Dagon, AL-DU-IN. They enter the story at the height of their power, and so they have nowhere to go but down. They see themselves as the Hero because their pride blinds them to the truth.

The Tower is the prison you must escape, the fortress you must siege, the secret you must learn. It is embodied in every obstacle, it is where you will always return, it is where Doom unfolds. The Staff of Chaos, NUMIDIUM, White Gold, Red Mountain, Snow Throat. It is both obstacle and objective, prison and protection.

I imagine the player character as a collection of Tags that grows as the game progresses. You’ll start by picking some Tags that represent your background, skill set, and Sign. Something like "Dunmer, Thief, Marksman, Charming, The Serpent” or “Nord, Warrior, Axe, Endurance, The Steed”.

Play proceeds by drawing cards from a deck of standard playing cards, 54 cards total with the Jokers included. Each suit would represent a type of encounter. You decide based on your tags and the story so far how the encounter goes, and sometimes you advance a clock. The Doom Clock.

Red suits represent opportunities and advantages. Diamonds for Material (Equipment, Magic, Relics, etc) and Hearts for Living Things (Creatures, Companions, Guilds, etc). Jokers represent divine intervention.

Black suits represent dangers and obstacles. Clubs for Material (Traps, Barriers, Curses, etc) and Spades for Living Things (Creatures, Bandits, Guards, etc).

Red Jokers represent Aedric forces like Yffre, Auri-El, and Mara. Black Jokers represent Daedric forces like Namira, Hircine. and Jyggalag.

You Draw a card and think about how your Tags let you resolve the situation it represents. Most of the time, you can choose to skip a card and ignore that encounter. Perhaps you decide that the danger is too great, perhaps your equipment is better than what you’ve found. Some cards cannot be skipped. Some events advance the Doom clock, bringing you closer to the final confrontation. Some cards advance the Doom Clock even if you skip them.

The Doom Clock represents the passage of time, your steady march to the finale. The Prisoner always confronts the King eventually. It always happens that way. Time is a living being, and while AKA is patient he cannot stay still for long. While the world waits for you, it does not wait forever.

I don’t have much beyond these concepts yet, but I have been thinking about this a lot. I know I want to explore things like Fate, the Aurbic Pattern, Duality, and the Cyclical Nature of Time. I know I want to include elements of the strange deep lore and apocryphal texts that make up the internal mythology of The Elder Scrolls. I know I want to reach for the sensation of a lonely exploration, of being burdened by prophecy, of being the one that the whole world waits on, the axle that the world turns around.

Something I need to do is play games that may share tonal or mechanical elements with what I want to achieve. In my ~20 years in the tabletop roleplaying hobby I have spent the vast majority of that time with various editions of The Dragon Game and others of its style. It is only in the past 5 years or so I’ve been expanding my breadth of experience, seeking out other styles and modes of play. This thing I want to make is outside my current sphere of competence, so I must increase my reach to match my grasp.

[elisedonut]

TRICK OR TREAT!!! 👀🥺🎃

Thank you for playing! you get about 2k of a fic that i honestly don't think I'll ever finish

this is a little amnesia memories inspired au that i started a long time ago i keep messing with it and changing things but i just really doubt ill ever actually fully finish it

it was back when i was like oh maybe i could write something long and have like a chapter per character

and then quickly realized no no I can not

so it just kept getting shorter and then when i participated in that one event where i was assigned characters alot changed to before i decided to write something else kldfjsdkl

originally it was going to be like

Mc: Percy

Orion(spirit that causes mc to lose her memories): Cedric

Heart/Shin: Marcus

Diamond/Toma: Oliver

Spade/Ikki: Tom

Clover/Kent: Stan

and Joker/Ikyo: Fred or maybe also Cedric i was undecided

but I ended up replacing Tom with Lavender because the aforementioned fest that had assigned characters and was considering moving heart to Dennis before i gave up and just made a perciverus soulmate au dkfjsldkf

He was falling. Or perhaps it was more like floating?

The last thing he could even remember was… 

What was it again? He just had the thought in the back of his mind a moment ago he’s sure of it.

Percy watches the colours of the space around him swirl and mix, as if all the stars around him would hold the answer. Reaching out towards them as if he could grab them. 

What was he doing? 

He was at home before, wasn’t he?

A letter. 

Running out the door into the night to apparate.

Oliver was dead. Right? 

He was there when they had to lower him into the ground.

But– If that were true, then why– 

“Ollie?” Percy asks, cautiously. 

“Hm? Is that who I look like to you?” Not-Oliver asks back, tilting his head in a way that reminds Percy of when they– well when Percy and the real Oliver were still in school.

When Percy just continues to stare though Not-Oliver continues. “Guess so– Well I'm glad you’re awake. Do you feel any pain? Pressure in your head? Limbs feel numb?” 

He’s speaking so fast.

Percy tries to think about it for a moment. 

Tries to focus on different parts of his body. 

Tries reaching his fingers out towards the mysterious figure in front of him. When he finds that his fingers go right through him, Percy frowns. 

It was almost like he was more asleep than awake. 

Everything, just slightly off. Blurry in a way that made it difficult to even think.

Opening and closing his fists a few times Percy responds, “I- I don’t think I feel much of anything to be honest.” 

Likely that look on Not-Oliver’s face means that’s not a good thing. Even if it feels a bit freeing in Percy’s opinion. 

Almost peaceful.

“Ok so–” Not-Oliver starts again, “Look, I'm a spirit and I may have accidentally ran into you and I may accidentally be stuck,” The spirit?–apparently, continues. He doesn't look like any ghost Percy had ever seen. When Percy doesn’t respond, Not-Oliver continues again, “So I may or may not have accidently knocked your soul off course, out of your body. But, don’t panic. I do have a plan.”

Don’t panic, he says. Percy’s soul is apparently out of his body all together and he’s telling him not to panic. Taking in a deep breath and watching as Not-Oliver flinches Percy tries to calm himself down enough to listen. Motioning at Not-Oliver to continue again.

The sooner this was over with the better.

“You’re taking this a lot better than I was expecting you to, to be honest.” Not-Oliver says confused before shaking his head quickly and continuing, “Alright. So, here's the plan. I found a few worlds where you have a tether. so you just have to find the one that’s actually yours.”

“Pardon?” Percy asks, trying to wrap his head around what that could mean. 

“Exactly as I said, You just have to pick the one that feels right and I’ll plop you back into that body and then everything will be fine.” Not-Oliver says quickly before adding softly, “Hopefully.”

Before Percy can ask for clarification on what he meant by hopefully the stars around them change in the air, twisting around themselves.

For the first time since he woke up in this odd place, Percy feels like his feet are actually on the ground again. It continued like that for a few more seconds until four doors materialised in front of him. Each adjourned with a different symbol in the middle. 

A weathered and cracked red door with a heart symbol, messily painted on.

A polished and metallic looking blue door with the metal spade symbol neatly welded on.

A clear slightly green tinted door with a paper clover stuck between the plastic.

And Lastly, a bright yellow door with a diamond cut meticulously out of the wood.

All of the doors had a red string connecting to him. Percy’s not sure if that’s what Not-Oliver meant by a tether but if so that was quite more literal then he’d assumed. As he pulls on one of the strings he expects it to feel some tension but they each stay slack, regardless of how much he pulls.

As Percy inspects the doors he thinks about which he should choose. Percy’s still not a hundred percent sure this isn’t a dream. Maybe a potion fueled hallucination. Maybe George decided to put something in his wine for old times sake. 

Looking back at the Oliver doppelganger for a moment he seems to just be waiting patiently for him to come to a decision. He wasn’t sure what he’d expected. Or what he’s even supposed to be looking for. 

Is there even a right answer here? They all feel the same in a way. 

Do they even lead anywhere, or do they just open to an empty frame?

Should he even play along?

Walking behind the doors he sees that they look the same on the back as they do on the front. 

“Does it really matter which one I pick?” Percy asks.

“Well- they all lead to different worlds, so–” Not-Oliver says from over his shoulder. 

“So then there's definitely a wrong answer here…” Percy mutters as he walks up to the Red Door. “If I open the door, does that count as a choice or do I have to walk through it?”

Not-Oliver hums to himself for a moment before nodding,“You should be able to open them. As long as you don’t touch the actual portal then it shouldn’t do any harm.” 

Percy reached for the Red Door again. Not-Oliver didn’t sound very certain, but nothing was going to happen if he just sat there. Even if it isn’t real, he always had been too curious for his own good. So he may as well try. The door comes open with a loud creak from the hinges. 

Left with the sight of swirling foggy lights and stars,h e’s disappointed. It only takes a moment for it to clear though.

The angle is awkward so he can’t see much of the room. But he can see himself laid out on the bed. From the look of him he must have been here for a while. Bandages up and down his arms and legs. A side table with dying flowers and miscellaneous get well cards. 

Is this all he’s going to see in these? An unconscious body?

He’s here, wherever here actually is, so maybe the real him is just passed out somewhere, like that. If so though this isn’t going to be very helpful to him. 

Still, he doesn’t close the door. He still waits. Maybe someone will come in that could give him a clue. Or maybe something will happen to show it’s not the world he expects. 

It doesn’t take too long of a wait for the door to open. Percy can’t see who came in from the angle but he could hear the way the heavy door dragged as it opened and shut. The sound of footsteps and a chair being slid across the floor.

Then he gets his first glimpse of them when they pull Percy’s limp hand into their own. The red string on their hand was connected to his own.Their hands were large and rough, completely enveloping Percy’s own. The difference in their skin makes Percy even more confused. When the door opened he’d assumed it was some family member but that’s certainly not a Weasley's hand.

“They all think I did it, you know?” The man whispered to him. That voice was familiar… “Wake up soon, Percy. I don’t know what I’ll do without you. Even if I don’t deserve it.”

When the mystery man leaned down to kiss Percy gently on the lips he knew exactly who it was. Dark eye’s, back hair, broad shoulders, all too familiar.

“Oh? That your boyfriend?” Not-Oliver says with a grin. 

“I don’t have a boyfriend.” Percy says quietly. 

Haven’t since you decided to play hero.

He watches Flint talk to him a little while longer before deciding to move on. He’s careful to only touch the doorknob as he moves to shut the door again. 

It’s not like he would mind dating Flint really. He’s intense, sure, and his family would hate him. Still that wasn’t his world in the first place. The Flint from his world would never like him in general. They weren't even friends, much less lovers.  So it doesn’t even matter if his heart’s racing a little bit at the thought of it.

Shaking off the weird feeling he didn’t want to think about, he moves to the next door. The Blue Door was cold to the touch as he opened it. He was half way expecting to see this other him passed out again, but instead it seems to be some sort of restaurant? Not one he recognizes at all though.

The other Percy was seated at a table, all alone. The room looked familiar though at least. Maybe this was a good sign. Even if he can’t remember his flat’s dining room being so cluttered. Strange though, Percy had expected to see another version of him passed out in some way again. 

What would happen to this other him if he does choose this world? Does this other consciousness just vanish?

Percy glances at the closed Red Door. Is there still a consciousness there too? He hadn’t considered it but now though, he’s not so sure. By the time he glances back at the blue door someone had joined him at the table.

“How’s the new textbook going, Professor.” She said, as she leaned over the table a bit to look at something that Percy couldn’t quite see.

He could see his reaction though, watching himself move and speak felt strangely surreal.

He rolled his eyes lightheartedly as he responded,“Don’t call me that. I-”

“-Don’t even plan on taking the position, Yeah yeah i know.” The girl said before putting her arms around his shoulders, “Still think you should, though, you’d be far better than Binns.”

“Anyone would be better than Binns, Lavender.” The other him said.

(Add talking moment here about how Lavender seems nice but he's surprised to see her here.

Green Door - ???? Stan Knight bus moment???

Yellow Door - Oliver and Percy talking and walking somewhere fake out where Percy thinks this might be right but then Oliver says something sketchy or maybe there's clearly no magic or something idk

Open ended, the choice being made left ambiguous.

Looking over the doors again, Percy knows he’s made his decision. He knows none of them are actually his world. None of them match any of the things he remembered. Too many inconsistencies to match. But after the conversation with Not-Oliver he knows these are his only options. Opening his door of choice he’s stopped by Not-Oliver’s voice once more.

“Are you sure?” Not-Oliver asks, “I don’t think I’ll be able to pull you back out if you change your mind.”

“I won’t,” Percy says. Feeling more sure of it the closer he gets to its frame. When he sets his hand on the portal's surface all the other doors vanish, locking his choice in, and everything goes dark.

When he wakes again he’s exactly where he feels he needs to be. Or at least, as close as he can get to it. He’s still truly hoping all that had been a dream…

[kaitoujokerscans]

Get Back Hachi’s Memories! CH3

<3> Memories Lost

"Hosshi!"

"There, there, Hosshi. Have some konpeito." Hachi, with a bandage wrapped around his head, held out some sugary konpeito which Hosshi gladly chowed down on. "Eat up now!"

Joker watched them from the sofa. As far as he could piece together, Hachi had hit his head and passed out while Joker was absent. His external injuries seemed to be limited to a large bump on his head.

But internally, it seemed there was something more seriously wrong with Hachi...

Hachi turned and addressed him, "I still don't know who you are, but thank you very much for giving me first aid." Hachi gave a very polite thank-you, which was quite in line for him — except for the part about not knowing who Joker was.

Joker asked with trepidation, "Hey Hachi, you're joking, right?"

"What's this about?" Hachi replied in confusion.

"Well, I mean... you do know who I am, don't you? You're just acting like this 'cause you're still angry about that teacup, yeah?"

"...I'm sorry. I really don't remember," Hachi quietly apologized.

Joker changed his question. "What's your name?"

"Fuuma Hachi."

"Where were you born?"

"The Fuuma ninja village."

"Any siblings?"

"I'm the eighth of ten children. In order, there's Taro, Jiro, Saburo, Shino, Goro, Rokusuke, Nanasuke... then there's me, and Kurumi and Ichimaru are my younger siblings."

"Your hobbies?"

"Cooking, cleaning, and all other household chores."

"Your favorite artist?"

"The Shuffle Sisters, of course! I'm a fan of Ai-chan!"

"Your favorite author."

"Spade King!"

"What's my name?"

"I don't know."

"Why not!?" Joker blurted out, eyes focused on Hachi. But Hachi just hung his head apologetically. Hachi definitely wasn't the type to lie so blatantly. It didn't seem like he was teasing him or playing dumb on purpose. It must've been from when he hit his head...

"You're sure you don't remember me at all? Not even a little bit? You don't know Phantom Thief Joker-"

The moment the words were out of Joker's mouth, Hachi's expression tightened. He glared at Joker with a sharp glint in his eyes. "Phantom Thief Joker!" Hachi shouted loudly.

"H-Hey..." Seeing how worked up Hachi was, Joker flinched for a second.

"I know that name!"

"Huh?"

"Phantom Thief Joker...! When I heard that name, anger suddenly swelled up in my mind! I remember that person did something awful to me!" Hachi stood menacingly with his fists clenched tightly at his side. "That's a name I couldn't forget if I tried! I'll never ever forgive Phantom Thief Joker! I have to take revenge on him at all costs!"

"Eh... um... uhhhh..."

"As it happens, you just brought up his name! Are you Phantom Thief Joker!?"

"Eh? Well, uhhh..." The gears in Joker's brain turned as fast as they could. Then he caught sight of his own clothes and threw out, "Uh, no, I'm... not Joker! My name is Kaitou Joe." Joker used the same name he just used on stage. Luckily, he was still wearing the costume too.

"...Joe-san?" Hachi asked inquisitively.

Joker responded without delay. "Yeah, that's me! I'm Kaitou Joe, and I travel around the world on this airship! I'm kind of a globetrotter! I go where I please, wherever the wind takes me!"

Hachi's eyes softened, and he bowed his head. "Oh, I see. I apologize for accusing you of being Phantom Thief Joker without knowing anything. That makes more sense. You were kind enough to treat my wound, Joe-san, so you couldn't possibly be that cold-blooded scoundrel Phantom Thief Joker."

"Say that again!? Who are you calling a scoundrel!?" Joker bent forward without thinking.

"Huh?"

"Uh, nothing, er... you shouldn't insult people like that," Joker quickly covered up.

"Oh, excuse me. Yes, you're right, Joe-san."

"Sure..." Joker said, leaning back into the couch. An awkward silence ensued. Both of them were trying to figure out what to say to each other. The living room was silent except for the sound of Hosshi chewing on konpeito.

Hachi opened his mouth. "All right, Joker-san. I have to leave now."

"Huh? Where are you going?" Joker asked in surprise.

"I get the feeling that I can't stay around here. Thanks to you reminding me, I figured out that my goal is to beat Phantom Thief Joker. So I'm going to head out and look for Joker!"

"Eh? No, wait, instead...!" Joker bent forward again in a sweat. "How about you stay here instead? You can travel with me in this airship and search for Joker while you're at it!"

"What?"

"Besides, you're hurt. You shouldn't push yourself until you get better. Maybe you'll remember something else in the meantime."

He couldn't let Hachi go off on his own at this juncture. If he went out and found out that "Joe" was Joker, things would snowball. So it fell to Joker to figure out a way to restore Hachi's lost memories.

"But I couldn't possibly impose on you..."

"It's fine! C'mon, just stay here. Okay, Hachi?"

Hachi considered this for a while. Then he looked up at Joker with shiny golden eyes. "All right! I'll take you up on your offer for now. Thank you, Joe-san!"

When Joker woke up the next day, a wonderful smell drifted past his nose. It was the delectable scent of toast and ham and egg and sausage; one of Hachi's usual breakfast menus.

"Hachi!"

Joker jumped out of bed and rushed to the breakfast table. He nearly put on his usual red suit before hurriedly switching to "Kaitou Joe"'s outfit. The chic look just wasn't his style.

When he entered the living room, Hachi spoke to him with that same old smile. "Good morning, Joe-san."

"Oh... right... good morning."

"Since I'm intruding on your hospitality, I made breakfast."

"Yeah, I can see..."

Hachi's memories still weren't back, it seemed. Joker sat down at the table and wolfed down breakfast with the usual gusto. It was the taste of Hachi's cooking, same as ever. The crispiness of the toast and firmness of the egg yolk was the same as ever too.

To the side, Hosshi was stuffing its cheeks with konpeito as if nothing was any different.

"Not a care in the world, huh, pseudocat...?" Joker mused. Meanwhile, Joker was on edge trying to keep his identity secret from Hachi.

"Well then, I'll join you too," said Hachi as he drew up a chair across from him and started to eat breakfast, as was his usual habit.

Everything was the same as normal. Except that Hachi, though he was right in front of Joker, didn't remember him at all...

Curious now, Joker asked, "Hachi, how's your injury healing?"

"The throbbing in my head's completely gone now. Thank you for that, Joker-san!" With the same beaming smile as ever, Hachi munched on his breakfast. "Oh yes, I did some investigation into Phantom Thief Joker."

"...!" Taken by surprise, Joker's utensils froze. "O-Oh really?"

"Yes. It appears that Phantom Thief Joker is an internationally-active thief. His manifold and elusive ways of showing up have given him the nickname of 'Miracle Maker'..."

"I do know that much." It was a weird feeling, hearing Hachi explain this.

"But somehow, I get the feeling that I know Joker. I've seen his face, of course, but I think I've already heard about the gum he uses, his trademark card techniques, and his other special tricks. I suppose I must've done research on my enemy..."

"Uh-huh..."

Well yeah, Joker thought to himself. Hachi was the one person who got to see Joker working up close and personal. It seemed that Hachi didn't remember that he'd been Joker's assistant, nor was he able to recognize the face of "Joe" as "Phantom Thief Joker". This is a real issue...

Joker crammed his mouth with a second piece of toast and swallowed it down. Then Hachi said to him, "By the way, I've had a lapse in memory like this before."

"Huh!? You what? Really!?" Joker was about to ask for more detail, but just then his phone rang. He glimpsed at the screen and saw the words "STUPID SPADE" displayed. That was what Joker had listed for his contact info.

Joker picked up his phone and answered, "Sup, this is Joker..." before catching himself. "Joe, can I help you?" he corrected.

The call automatically transferred to the tablet next to the table, and a camera feed switched on. The tablet screen showed a young man who looked puzzled by what Joker had called himself. "Do you have a moment?"

Phantom Thief Spade was the one on the other end of the line. He was a handsome youth with steadfast eyes and a shapely nose. His long dark blue hair flowed freely and was crowned by a yellow crest that tufted out at the top. Spade had been Joker's rival since they were kids.

"Uh, actually..." Joker was tongue-tied. If Spade somehow let slip that he was Phantom Thief Joker in front of Hachi, he'd be in big trouble. And he was pretty sure that Spade was going to talk about their mutual profession.

"Cutting to the chase, something surprising happened while I was on the job recently..." Spade started to talk without even waiting for a response from Joker.

Oh snap, if he keeps talking, I'm not gonna be able to keep my identity secret!

"Ah! Sorry, Spade! I've got something else to do right now. Seeya!"

"Huh? Wait, Jo-"

Before he could say the next syllable, Joker switched off the display.

Hachi asked in confusion, "Joe-san, are you sure?"

"Eh? Yeah, it's fine!"

"That was Phantom Thief Spade-san just now, wasn't it. I've met him more than a few times before."

"Huh? Oh really, you have?"

Apparently Hachi did remember Spade. Joker was a little mad that his memories of Spade were still quite intact, whereas his memories of Joker had been neatly excised.

"Sheesh, that's just perfect, isn't it..." Joker grumbled to himself. Just then, his phone rang again. He checked it and saw the words "SWORD-FOR-BRAINS QUEEN" on screen. The names he registered people under were very childish. "Not again..."

But if he didn't answer, she'd probably just keep calling. The tablet display came on. The girl who showed up on screen didn't even say hello before getting down to business. "Hey, can I talk to you, Jo-"

"OH HEY! Been a hot minute, Queen!" Joker frantically cut her off.

"Huh? It hasn't been that long, has it? You sure sound chipper."

Queen's eyes widened in surprise. She had beautiful blonde hair tied into two ponytails and a charming face, but contrary to appearances, she could be very rowdy.

Like Spade, Queen was a longtime affiliate of Joker. The three of them had trained under the same master, Phantom Thief Silver Heart, and learned the ABC's of thieving from him. Queen still lived with Silver Heart as his granddaughter.

"I need to talk to you about something. On my last job, I ran across this one phantom thief. There was something really weird about him."

"Oh, really." Joker's mind was elsewhere, and he already had the urge to hang up.

"So about this weird guy... hey, are you paying attention to me, Jo-"

"NOOOPE nope nope! I have no clue!" Joker drowned her out as fast as he could. Why was it that they picked today of all days to call him by name!? Talking to them right now really was a bad idea. "I'm busy right now! Talk to ya later!"

"Hey, wait-" But before Queen could finish, Joker turned off the display again.

Hachi, right in front of him, was confused. "Joe-san, you're busy?"

"W-Well, I'm eating the breakfast you made right now, aren't I? I'm the type to focus on my meals and eat them respectfully!" This was hardly something Joker would have said yesterday when he was gaming and munching on a fillet at the same time. If he'd had this attitude then, none of this would be happening right now.

"Ha ha, a compliment like that makes all the effort of making it worthwhile." Hachi smiled. "I suppose Queen-san just had bad timing too."

Apparently he still remembered Queen, too.

"You seem to have a lot of thief friends, Joe-san. I wonder about that weird phantom thief that Queen-san mentioned."

"Ha ha, I guess I do." Joker laughed hollowly and sighed. If he didn't restore Hachi's memories quick, he wouldn't be able to talk with Spade and Queen normally, and more importantly, he wouldn't be able to do any capers.

Joker asked Hachi, "Hey. You said something about having a memory lapse before, right?"

"Yes. I hit my head one time and got amnesia."

"What!? Really?"

"I think I just must've hit the wrong spot. But I got help and went back to normal that time..."

"You got help!? From who?" Joker impatiently leaned forward. If they used the same method, Hachi's memories might be restored.

"Umm... If I remember correctly, the person who helped me was..." Hachi traced back his fuzzy memories and at last exclaimed, "That's right, it was Hyakkimaru-san!"

[darkhymns-fic]

The Strongest Card...Is Friendship?!

It was just an old deck of playing cards, the kind Susie carried around whenever she was bored or hungry. She hadn’t even known she’d brought it to the Dark World. But here it was, packed into a tattered-looking tuck box on the ground that Lancer eagerly picked up.

“Is this pocky? I like pocky! But I can’t have any before dinner.” He poked at the box opening, giggling. “Can I have one?”

Fandom: Deltarune Characters: Susie, Lancer, Ralsei Rating: G Word Count: 2568 Mirror Link: AO3 Notes: Happy to finally share my fic I wrote for the Color Cafe Deltarune zine arranged by @scarletscarveszines! Thank you again for letting me participate alongside so many other great artists and writers. I've also included an extra scene in here that I originally couldn't fit into zine, so think of it as some extra flavor for it.

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On one of her birthdays, Susie was given a set of playing cards.

They were the kind with the numbers on both the top and bottom, with weird shapes she didn’t learn the names of yet. They hadn’t even been new, the box they were in frayed from the card flap opening.

“Is this even for kids?” she had asked. 

“You just break everything you touch,” someone said. She didn’t know who. Didn’t matter anyway. “Even you can handle these.”

Years later, during recess, once she did learn the stupid names of those symbols or whatever, she’d try her hand at them. Leaning against the brick wall in a shadowy corner (it just happened to look that way), she’d pull them from jean pocket. Her claws would scrape against the surface, sometimes obliterating an entire number, or drawing a jagged line through a heart. 

Just cut the cards, shuffle them, maybe play a little Go Fish by herself – which was all kinds of stupid to begin with. When that didn’t work, she tried guessing what would come next when she’d pull a card from the top of the deck, and would always get it wrong. Not like there was any reason to get it right anyway, but it still kind of pissed her off.

She guessed 4 of clubs, she got 8 of spades instead. She guessed 7 of hearts, she got the joker card. Didn’t she pull that out of the deck??

With a snarl and a huff, Susie threw the joker to the ground, tempted to grind it down to the dirt with her sneaker before she stopped herself. No. She wasn’t going to keep breaking things. So she picked it up, and shuffled again.

The problem was she wasn’t the only one hanging out behind the school. By the bleachers that faced the field-and-track, where a blonde-haired reindeer jogged along and leaving hoofprints in the dirt, she heard the snickers. They traveled to her so easily.

“Yo, you think that’s her lunch?” Through her hair, she glanced up to see a spiked, yellow head. They balanced themselves on the bleachers with some difficulty, which made sense when one didn’t have arms. “Like…she eats cards now instead of that gross chalk?”

A chilly laugh followed soon afterwards. “Looks like she’s…not playing with a full deck! Ha!”

“Haha… Wait, I don’t get it???”

A pause – she had stopped in the middle of her shuffling. One of the cards had loosened from its hold, but she couldn’t really tell just which. The ace? Or maybe that stupid joker card again. After putting the cards back in her pocket, she straightened, cracked her neck to the right, bared her teeth; just part of those little things to make people notice.

“Hey.”

She turned to give a full glare to the two chucklers that were still standing on top of those bleachers. Their laughter stopped immediately; their smiles frozen in place on their faces.

“Do you losers know how to whisper?” She marched towards them, wrapped a hand around one of the cool, metal poles of the bleachers that made up its back, and shook. It rattled and swayed, like a skyscraper in one of those monster movies she binged the other night. With a menacing grin, she used her other hand to grab hold, then proceeded to lift. Metal screeched as the bleachers were separated from the ground.

Out of the corner of her eye, she thought she saw a few of those runners stop and stare. Yeah. They always stared. Like she cared. 

“Maybe I need to teach you a lesson!”

“R-Run away!” She couldn’t tell who said that, and she didn’t care anyway. Maybe it was the armless punk who knew how to use his legs to scram, or the snowdrake who flapped his little chicken wings and tried to fly. 

Until at some point, she was back to holding up an empty set of bleachers. It was heavy, ugly, and stupid. But at least they stopped laughing.

She dropped it to the ground with a clang, dug in her hands in her pockets, then fixed her glare at the runners across the field. She wasn’t sure how many. 

“WHAT YOU ALL STARING AT?!”

Her shout echoed across the field, and just like that, the rest ran away. Probably because they were track-and-fielders. But also because they were scared of her.

Everyone always ran from her, didn’t they?

--

In the red forest, the Bad Guys were working on their evil plans.

“Here’s one, just repeat after me.” Susie cleared her throat, propped her axe on her shoulder, and gave her best snarl. “Where you been, you slow-ass pack of losers?! Ready to die?!” She then placed her weapon on the ground, leaning on it. “Okay, now you try.”

“Yeah, yeah, okay!” With his tongue perpetually sticking out and a rotund belly one could bounce Hearts Donuts off of (which they had already done to pass the time), her new blue buddy wasn’t exactly the most menacing thing she had seen in the Dark World. Then again, most things here weren’t anyway.

Lancer bounced on his feet, pointed at Susie, and shouted, “Hey there! You guys are as slow as a pack of sweet and tangy sugarplums! Get ready to take a comfy nap! And don’t forget to drink plenty of milk!” He finished it off with a twirl. “How was that?”

“…Uh… You didn’t repeat what I said at all. You just made everything sound delicious?? But hey, we’ll work on it.” She lifted her weapon again, grinning like mad. “Let’s just spar instead. Ya wanna see my Purple Thrasher?!” This was a step above her Red Buster, because Thrasher sounded way more sick.

“Oh, you know how much I love thrashing!” Grabbing his motorcycle out of thin air, Lancer hopped in and honked his little horn. “Now let’s eat!”

“Stop making everything about food!” A powerful purple flash of light rushed out of her weapon, aiming for one of the weird red trees. She was gonna demolish it–

“Oh, you dropped something, Susie!! You dropped something!”

“Huh?” Susie missed, her attack skewing far off to the right where the Bake Sale was being held. There was a big crashing sound, followed by terrified screaming, but that wasn’t important right now. “You messed me up, Lancer!”

With all the grace of a very bouncy ball, Lancer jumped off his motorcycle, laughing his evil laughter that still wasn’t that evil to begin with, though at least he made the ‘Ho ho ho’ deeper this time. “But Susie!! Look!” He hopped again, making (gross) splort noises towards the dropped item. “Hehe, butt Susie…”

It was just an old deck of playing cards, the kind Susie carried around whenever she was bored or hungry. She hadn’t even known she’d brought it to the Dark World. But here it was, packed into a tattered-looking tuck box on the ground that Lancer eagerly picked up.

“Is this pocky? I like pocky! But I can’t have any before dinner.” He poked at the box opening, giggling. “Can I have one?”

“Those are just some lame cards!” She quickly snatched it from Lancer’s hands, already halfway to shoving it back in her pocket. “Don’t touch my stuff!”

“O-Oh, I’m sorry.” Lancer suddenly deflated. “I guess that wasn’t a very Bad Guy thing for me to do…”

That instantly made her feel like trash.

Careful to first put her axe away, Susie took out the deck of cards from its place – looking even rattier than the box they’d been in. Some of the numbers had been scratched off by her claws, with the symbols all cracked and faded. The four of clubs was just a plain old club that looked wrecked, and the six of hearts was nearly broken in half.

“Yo, Lancer,” she called out, then proceeded to sit on the leaf-covered ground, leaning her arm on one knee. “Wanna check out some cool tricks I can do?”

At that, Lancer’s little sad face flipped; in fact, his whole bouncy body flipped, excited. “Oh, I love tricks! I used to know some guys who did that! I think they’re dead.” He sat across from her, his legs jittering and crushing the red leaves beneath them.

“Well this trick is gonna knock YOU dead!” she promised. Lancer gasped at the threat to his life, eager for more!

Susie gripped the pack of cards in her hands. She was going to do shuffle tricks. The kind that she saw on TV and looked rad as hell. All she had to do was not mess up. Easy. First, there was the riffle cut. It wasn’t as cool as the others, but the simple flipping of the cards in the middle gave that satisfying sound. It also got Lancer watching quietly. She did let a few cards slip free to fall to the ground, but those ones had been loose!  “T-That’s part of the trick!”

“Oh, okay!” Lancer instantly believed.

Then, she tried one of the butterfly cuts, separating a dozen cards at a time from each other, tilting them around. She tried to do it one-handed, but the balance was difficult, and, uh, maybe one or two more cards dropped to the ground. Lancer was still watching, even though she had fewer than 30 cards in her deck right about now.

But who cared about those baby shuffles? It was time for The Ultimate Shuffle. She’d been practicing this one! The waterfall cut was one of the coolest shuffles, and all she had to do was let each card fall from one hand into the other! She couldn’t mess this up!

“One, two, thre-!” And then the last of her cards flew all around herself, like leaves carried off in the wind. Oh. Oh, she had looked so lame there.

Susie waited for the laughter. She waited to feel stupid for ever trying something like this – but instead she heard… more splorts? (Still gross).. She raised her head, watching as Lancer went to pick up one card in particular. He looked… surprised? “Uh, Lancer?”

That was when he rushed to her, his smile wide, showing off his incredibly white teeth. The leaves kicked up in the air in his dash. “Hey! Why is there a mini-me in there? Susie! Do you carry pictures of me wherever you go?”

“No?? Why would I?” What was he even talking about??

Then she saw the ace of spades in his hand. It was just a simple, unimportant spade card. Oddly enough, this one wasn’t as messed up as the others. She supposed she had always liked the looks of this one for some reason…

Lancer clutched the card in his hand with glee. “Can I keep it? Can I? That’s so cool your trick could make a card of me! You’re so cool, Susie!”

Susie paused. “…You still think I’m cool?” she asked. Lancer nodded ecstatically.

Her lips tugged into a smile, one that didn’t show too many teeth or was the result of manic glee. She patted Lancer’s head roughly. The boy sort of squished underneath her strength, but didn’t seem to mind. “Sure. Take good care of it, ok?”

--

Within Ralsei’s giant castle, Susie only had eyes for the giant cauldron in the middle. Her hands were placed against the rim, staring down into its depths hungrily. “Susie,” Ralsei said with a gentle and only slightly chiding tone. “I told you: I’m not making you any more cakes!”

“Oh, come on! Just one more! I wanna catch it a second time!”

“But Susie!” shouted a familiar voice that made her turn towards the entrance with a smile. “You won’t have any room for my famous Lancer cookies, trademark pending!”

Lancer rolled in – literally, with his body on its side to gain maximum speed. He barreled into Susie, who took his impact right in the stomach. The force of the tackle made her hit the cauldron, dangerously tilting it to the side while Ralsei frantically went to right it up again. She gave her blue bestie a noogie, and Lancer tried to do the same, but couldn’t due to his incredibly short arms.

“Oh, Susie! Susie!” he yelled. “Look what I got! Can you show me more tricks?”

From a very hidden pocket, Lancer took out the ace of spades card, looking just as new as when she gave it to him – which hadn’t been very long ago at all. She grinned, taking out her deck of cards, full except for the special Lancer one. “Got all sorts of tricks up my sleeve!”

“Are you going to play a card game? I know quite a bit myself!” Ralsei clasped his hands together. “Is it blackjack? Crazy eights? Oh, or maybe Go Fish?”

Susie had to pause in her shuffling. “I’ve never heard of any of those games.”

“That’s so silly!” Lancer said. “There’s no fish in these cards!”

Susie ignored Ralsei’s nonsense, too busy finally perfecting her waterfall shuffle! Just as she was lifting up her hand and letting the cards fall, Lancer jumped up frantically with a very loud, “Wait!!!”

She flinched – and all the cards fluttered from her hands to drift to the floor. “H-Hey! I was just about to get it!”

“But you’re missing the most important card!”

Susie considered. “Is it yours?”

“Nope!” He turned to a politely-waiting Ralsei. “Fluffy boy! Can I have some paper and crayons please?”

“Well, that’s very sudden. But I just so happen to always carry some around!” Ralsei bewilderingly produced some sheets of paper and a crayon pack from his robes, happily handing it to an eager Lancer. Immediately, Lancer then began drawing furiously, head bent over the paper as he painstakingly outlined the most minute detail, even going so far as to shade – all with a purple crayon.

“Ta-da! Feast your silky smoothie eyes on this!” Lancer held up what could only be described as a very, very kick-ass drawing of Susie. It captured all her favorite features; namely her teeth and her giant muscles. Lancer also employed his stylistic choice of using jagged lines to show how rough and rugged she was. “Every card deck needs a Purple Thrasher, the most powerful card in existence!” With that, he handed it to Susie, along with his ace of spades – which she now realized had a drawn-on grinning face inside the symbol, complete with lolling tongue. “Next to mine, of course!”

“Lancer…” There was only one way she could repay such a kind and genuine act by her friend.

Clutching the two cards he gave her in her right hand, she then reached down to grab the other cards, and proceeded to devour them, tearing them to shreds with her teeth, one by one!!

Ralsei was the first to react. “S-Susie! You’re not supposed to eat those!”

But Lancer immediately caught on. “Oh, I get it! This is a new trick, isn’t it?”

“That’s right!” she said, her mouth full. “With these two cards, I don’t need the others anymore! Not unless they survive through all the carnage!”

“Can I play? I wanna play!” Lancer jumped up and down, his spade magic already materializing behind him, aiming for those same cards.

Susie grinned through the shreds of paper still clinging to her teeth, the happiest she ever felt in a long, long time. “Hell yeah!!”

[rockybloo]

I love all the jokes and stuff that are in your ocs names. Could you explain of few of them because I think people should see just how much effort you put into these characters. My character designer heart is gonna explode cause your stuff is just so uasdhfajs, ya know.

I dunno what names you mean specifically but I'll just spitball some

BEANSTALKED

Jack Dorado - Jack is often a stand in name for "Some guy" and Dorado is spanish for "Golden" so I mentally have his name as "Golden Boy" because he is the goodest boy in my line up.

Nana Hunter - She went through a name change recently but her name being Nana, in canon, comes from her dad wanting to name her Cinnamon for being small, sweet, and red hair even though her mom disagreed. So He chose to name her Nana (cinNAmon). IN REAL LIFE, Jack calls her Nana a lot as a nickname so I just used it as her new real name and in some places it actually is. Plus she is a hunter.

Pinokuni Sylva - Pinokuni is a play on Pinocchio with with Kuni initially coming from the Swahili word for firewood (at least that's what I read but I 200% can be wrong) and Sylva being forest because his body came from a tree his dad cut down from the forest he gets his wood from.

Kai Guirlande - Kai is a name with multiple meanings in many languages which fits Kai being a very peaceful and "easy to get along with" guy. Guirlande is is a wreath often made from flowers and Kai comes from a kingdom that is very much into flowers

Ashe Kindling - Ashe comes from Ashe and how Cinderella is basically named from the ash that falls on her from the fire she sleeps by and Kindling is basically easily combustible items for starting fires aka Ashe and her arson lovin' ass.

Beanstalked is the only story where I kinda freeball the names and just base them off what I think fit the character.

BONDWIDTH

Every character is named off something related to space with my intent for the lethal forces in story to be named after planets. RIGHT NOW there's only Pluto and Sunny (although the sun is less of a planet and more of a star but still-pretty big body to ignore in space) but I am planning on going down our Solar System.

Nova and her friends, Lumi, Aster, and Estelle are named after stars and other space stuff.

GLITTER AND GUILT

Each hero name is based off whatever running theme I have going on with the team. The Beloveds are named after endearing nicknames for partners (Sweetheart, Dear, Baby, Honey, Angel, Darling) with their weapons being named after a phrase meaning heartbeat (Pitter Patter Pistols, Doki Doki Dukes, Ba-Dump Blades, Heartbeat Hold, Cherished are named after types of happiness (Delight, Glee, Joy, Bliss), The Daring are ice cream flavors, and the Gamers are named after the big game of Africa which is why they are named "The Gamers".

The villain names are the same with the Flavor Four and many Monstrum being named after flavors and phrases related to such.

Slayerback is a play on Silverback Gorilla because he is very monkey based. Fairest rhymes with Heiress and she wants to be the "Fairest of them All". And Hail-Raiser is very in your face with the word play.

Decking City itself is based off cards...TBH ALL OF GLITTER AND GUILT HAVE PLAYING CARD SUBLIMINAL MESSAGING! Decking is a play on "Deck King" and is the 52nd state. And each of the major teams have leaders wearing some suit. Beloveds are hearts, Flavor Four are Spades, Cherished are Clovers, and Gamers are Diamonds. The Jollies are joker cards. I'm planning on having more card based stuff with the city like street names and sneaking more casino game based stuff.

As for the monster names, I realize it is easiest to keep them simple and I default to just using the "[insert animal]-like" word. So Lupine are literally "Wolf like" because they are, themselves, wolf like creatures. Meowlings technically should be Feline and that might be an alternate name like scientifically or something....IamnotsmartIhavefunthough.

Sometimes I use latin names like Monstrum because literally is "Monster" in latin and that is what they are meant to be. I know all of the Bride of Bats characters are named something in latin that fit them like Cordula is heart and Gulo is Glutton.

I'm planning on naming Sharks and Kisses characters after marine stuff. Mariana is named after the trench, Donnie is named after the megalodon--

I have no idea who is still reading this at this point. I also know I didn't list all of the name schemes because I have SO many and just tried to focus more on the main ones.

But yeah-lots of injokes

With myself

[detshin]

DCMK characters as AIB playing cards

Okay, listen. I've watched Alice in borderland, and I can't get this idea off of my head so bear with me.

Maybe some of you have watched this show too and I'd love to hear your thoughts (and maybe I'll also convince some of you to watch it because the concept of it is: *chef's kiss* immaculate).

So, wuick summary: basically there are *death games*, and each game is a different poker card. The difficulty of the games escalates depending on the number (Ace being always the easiest). And what's interesting is that each suit represents different skills:

Spades ♠ are mainly physical games.

Clubs ♣ are teamwork games.

Diamonds ♦️ are intelligence games.

Hearts ❤️ are psychological games.

At the center of each big face card there is always a person who you would be playing against. Mostly kings and queens of the different suits (although there are also jacks). And there's this trend of putting characters into the different games they would be the heads of. So I was thinking... What about in Conan? And these are my thoughts:

Ran would be the Queen of Spades ♠ . No question. She's everything these games represent. Speed, strength, combat, endurance... Yeah, she could be the queen no question.

I think the King of Spades ♠ then should probably go to Makoto. He's basically the strongest and best fighter of the dcmk universe confirmed by Gosho so... It has to be him for sure.

I have my doubts with Heiji, because I was thinking King of Clubs ♣, BUT, while he's an awesome friend who has learnt to build trust on the people around him... He's also really well known for being competitive to the bone. So I'm on the fence about him. For Queen of Clubs ♣ I think maybe Sera? I still see incredible potential in her being a team player once her mom stops being the way she is. That's why I choose her. She would be able to keep up with her other team members and I think she's a little more collaborative than Heiji, at least without complaining.

I think King of Diamonds ♦️ could probably be Hakuba, because while there are also many other intelligent characters out there, they also show many other qualities that prevent me from putting them in this category. For example, Shinichi. I think he has other things that are a bit more relevant to him than just being all rationale and quick wit and maths and all of that. Hakuba on the other hand, seems like the one to put this on the forefront so I'm going with him here.

On the other hand, for Queen of Diamonds ♦️, I was thinking both Ai and maybe even Momiji could go there. They are both extremely intelligent women in their respective areas.

And now with Shinichi I have my doubts. I think King of Clubs ♣ could also work for him. Especially looking at his development throughout the manga, which is basically about him learning that he needs other people to finally stop the BO. I think it fits him well. But... I also think King of Hearts ♥ would be a good fit. Like it or not, he's amazing at what this game entails. It's a game of manipulation, of trust in people if you play it correctly and don't fall in distrust. A psychological game where everything is put on the line. The are often described as the worst and are tricky because, most heart games could actually be completed without anyone dying if you actually learn to trust the people around you and play correctly.

And then there's Kid as the Joker because it's the most mysterious card. I only watched the show and haven't read the manga, so I don't really know what it means yet. Lmao But it fits conceptually, he's the wild card.

What do you think?

[bzramblestuff]

Jeez how did I never noticed Kaitou Joker season 1 & 2 Opening isn't exactly the same- (the same can be said for season 3 & 4 OP.)

Time to ramble I guess!

Reminder once again that this is just a ramble and not a professional-level analysis

Wasn't going to dive too deep on the changes at first, but I probably still will accidentally rambles. So!

OP 1 & 2 doesn't have that much difference, only the flash of some episode from season 1 changed to season 2.

The next difference is the main cast spotlight, whereas the season 1 spotlight is 1 character per beat; Joker, Hachi, Spade and Queen. Season 2 do 2 Characters instead, Joker + Hachi, Spade + Dark Eye, Queen + Roko and leaving one open space filled none other than Shadow + Rose.

I think what's interesting on this is Shadow filling Queen previous spot, Queen in S1 look midly mysterious because she's the main focus that season. Replacing her with Shadow (+Rose) is like saying he's the focus for S2 which is yes, true.

The last difference is the last panel, nothing big, just different pose of the main cast, S2 do look more cleaner though.

Season 3 & 4 meanwhile is more noticable.

Another main cast spotlight but S3 & S4 pose changes minorly, mostly mirrored and slight movement difference (S4 is more comedic with Hachi slipping off banana and SH back's acting up). It do make me wonder why they changes it though, such a little detail not a lot would pick up.

The next scene is Joker zoomed on-beat, it's barely noticable but the season 4 frame have that colorful tint along the line.

Another Cast spotlight but this one is for the side-character (or reoccurring) for the respective season.

Immediately Phoenix catches my attention, the difference between the two are not that different but it is interesting; the Phoenix form and Human form switching places, S3 Akai Tsubasa at first is infront while S4 Phoenix is Infront instead. Probably highlighting what we know (or don't in the case of S3) about Phoenix, S3 we barely know him and assume his human form is the default before S3 Finale drops and reveals the otherwise (Phoenix form is his default one instead).

The one that follows after Phoenix is Commando Satsuko & Ali Baba to Commando Satsuko & Mr. Kaneari, Probably to display that they do get married, shoving Ali baba aside bcs he's only appeared in one episode.

Thirdly is Capt. Blue, Hayami and Rainbow Justice to Chappa, Hyakkimaru and Younger Ai. Three characters that got introduced in S3 replaced by a new character in S4 and surprisingly Hyakkimaru! A pre-existing character that plays an important role is S4, Would say that's interesting. Not forgetting Younger Ai, which backstory appeared on S4 instead of the earlier season like the other main cast.

Shadow and Rose is next on the list! Nothing much beside Shadow looking more friendly(?) And Rose being in-front in S4. S3 Shadow look either angry or smiling I'm unsure but the gaze definitely is more intense, if it is an angry expression this could be a way to highlight the development of being calmer in the fourth Season.

Now for a more noticeable changes, the Devil fang member to Agent Purple (in her prime), Doctor Neo and a striking silhouette of Genma. This most likely display the threats and enemy they're fighting, from the "Bounty Hunters" to Doctor Neo and Genma. It's interesting though to see Purple as an ally is there. Maybe to show the connection between her and Neo? Another interesting thing is how menacing Genma is, with such a little screentime yet massive impact on the story.

President D afterward only changes pose, from being darkened by the shadow to being closer on the screen. Maybe to show him being more directly involved in the story, and also the apple seems to be highlighted (if you know, you know).

Hoshi zooming in and being mirrored in S3 to S4 and title screen.

S3 & S4 stayed the same until that part where all of Joker enemy slides in the background again S3 are the DF Members; Red Scorpion, Nightmare, Candy and Spider Ace. S4 being Doctor Neo and Genma again, but uniquely Red Scorpion and Spider Ace pops up again, most likely because they do appear again.

Finally! The last Frame changes from the Main Cast + Hosshi to Almost every important character in one screen.

That's all! Thank you for staying on another ramble of mine!! Feel free to tell me if I missed anything.

Ps. Will edit the post from time to time, mostly for some grammar corrections

Also Happy birthday Joker/Jack Jones!!

[kaoharu]

cursed headache world… sounds fun aside from that though i love multiplayers… and yes amnesia time is literally so real . have fun with amnesia memories though...!!! i see that like there are different worlds or something... what's that about ... sits

yeah same !! multiplayers are super fun . . . sometimes my sisters and i play w my mom + a coworker of hers and its pretty cool 👍

anyways uhuhh so basically the mc ( she doesnt have a default name in the game afaik <//3 ) loses her memories bc this spirit named orion apparently collided w her and took over the space where her memories were ( according to what he says anyways who knows if thats true :shrug: ) and like at the beginning of the game ur actually in this ? limbo of space while orion explains everything thats going on and he lets uu choose a world to go back to which starts its respective li's routw ( for example in the heart world, shin is the mcs bf and in the spade world ikki was her bf etc etc )

all the dudes Do show up in each others routes but they play different roles each time like in the heart world toma is the mcs childhood friend but in the spade world hes her step brother !! im not sure how this is supposed to be explained exactly but theyre like parallel worlds or smth ?? i dont rmbr exacrly what orion said. whoopsies

anyways cool fact all the dudes are based off playing card suits . . . and i think ukyo is supposed to be a joker . . . hmhmm <- merely speculation as she hasnt gotten to him yet

[xxmia0wm4yh3mxx]

hey guizs! remember Angellerina?

that Deltarune FC I made?

well i wanted to give out some lore for her so here

Angellerina in her light form is a beautiful and expensive porcelain ballerina music box that Noelles mom bought at an Church Fair auction as well Eboena (a romani wooden figurine with moveable joints made out of ebony wood) that she got for Noelle to play with

Angellerina spent most of her days on a shelf collecting dust, only being held when Noelle's mom came to clean her, Little Noelle Loved Angellerina though (even though she wasn't allowed to touch her because she was extremely fragile, she would also often hold Eboena up to her and pretend talk) But but one day, Noelle climbed the shelves just to get a closer look at Angel, when the shelf fell and Angellerina broke her leg

Angellerina never held anything against Noelle, Actually she liked her alot and always thought of her as her Lightener and was very happy to be held even if it was for a moment, Noelle's mom got very mad at little noelle though and grounded her,

Noelle's mom eventually got her fixed and Since Noelle's mom couldn't have nice things her house she gifted it to the school as a thank you for sponsoring her to become so she could become mayor

after the dark fountain opened, Ebbie (who saw a vision of great war after the kings took Angellerina and fought over who got to keep her, but also great peace and happiness if she became a part of the royal court) took Angellerina under her wing and cared for her and they became very close, but this also made Eboena wanted by the kings for not giving them such a precious Treasure) Ebbie was very protective of Angel because she could easily break, and Angellerina also was very shy and overwhelmed easily, That was until she met Jevil and Seam

(Okay so I have this HC/Fanfic where seam was like 5 they also felt out of place because they had the uncomfortable powers of the red Joker and when he found Jevil and they grew up together and formed a queer platonic relationship and knew that they would separate, But as they grew older they became mischievous outlaws because they disrespected the rouxls rules and they dreamed of one day becoming royal Jokers who could do whatever they wanted, well mostly seam, Jevil just wanted to go were Seam went)

First when Jevil saw Angel he was awestruck by her strange angelic aura, he always tried to get close to angel but she would mostly run away and Ebbie would chase him away, But Angellerina eventually started to come out of her shell, little by little, and was in enticed by Jevils Confidence and Mischief, and soon enough they fell in love with eachother (their dynamic was kinda like Suselle lol)

(also, seam and Ebbie got along well with Ebbie's seriousness mixed with sass and seam's go with the flow and cheery attitude and fell in love to ^w^)

they were a merry band of misfits together! who somday hoped to join the royal Court, but one day after charming the Queen of spades, the crew got to become a part of the royal court! much to rouxls annoyance

Angellerina was able to spread love and peace with her Heavenly aura and was able to become more confident (and show a bit more of a mischievous side!) with Jevils influence, She finally was able to be free and happy with everyone she loved

But after Jevil met the "man" the spade king wanted to kill Eboena for her crimes (also she was romani) But seam begged him not to, so He put her in the dungeon in return that Seam hanged up his Magicain hat

Angellerina was locked away in a crystal ball so she couldn't escape, Even though all seemed hopeless for her, She still loved Jevil and her Friends and still believed that they would be together again

okay know that thats out of the way, if Spamton is somehow related to Noelle, Does that mean Angellerina and Spam are related in some way? I mean Eboena would sure as hell not let anyone capitalize on Angellerina and turn her into a marketable plushie, but also Spam would HATE Jevil as in inlaw but also I keep thing of this