#tusira stuff

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Iris: Hide => (Part 1)

The Discovery

Lulith glanced over to the cell phone resting on her desk.

She had recently taken it from the technology department to study its functioning and differences between Alternia cellular phones and Earth ones. The differences were very similar, which made it a relief for the science team; what made it frustrating was the annoying, constant beeping that the phone kept making as they were studying. Occasional checking of the phone showed someone desperately trying to message someone named “Iris”. The head of the tech department requested to inspect it further, but Lulith denied the offer - she wanted to be the one to look at it.

Unfortunately, Earth came after a long line of other planets that she and her matesprit have conquered separately. Their constant need to keep everything else in line overtook the Earth conquering plans for almost an entire sweep. Since then, the phone messages became fewer and farther in-between, until they stopped altogether. It seemed as if the person trying to contact Iris had given up, probably thinking she was dead. Made sense, no vulnerable, weak human could ever last on a planet like this. Not without any powers or weapons of their own, which this Iris human clearly didn’t have.

Lulith pressed the center button on the bottom of the phone, lighting up the screen. It was apparently 9:24 A.M. on Earth. She swiped up the screen and input the password that Rivers had given her after hours of hacking into the phone to get it.

She had never gotten a chance to really look at this phone the way it was meant to be. The moment she had gotten it, Tusira had taken it and looked at it herself, then took it over to the science and technology department and she hadn’t seen it since.

Her background screen showed a strange circular symbol on a bright red background. “Northeastern University,” Lulith whispered to herself. “So they have these on Earth too -- schoolfeedings for more advanced practices. Interesting.”

Iris didn’t have many other apps on her phone. She had games like “Pokemon Go”, “Candy Crush”, and other games Lulith could give less of a shit about. When she saw the Photos app, she immediately tapped it.

There were hundreds of photos of Alternia, from different trolls, animals, signs and words, and environments. Scrolling further showed photos of her on her home planet. She tapped on the first photo and started looking at all of them. There were multiple selfies of herself, vain little meatbag, but there were others that showed different other humans that she could only assume were Iris’ friends. One male human had features similar to her, and Rivers once told her that humans don’t have lusii like they do. They instead had to be taken in by older human caretakers called “parents.” This must have been her… shit, what did they call them… “father.” He wasn’t very impressive to her; in fact, none of the people in these photos stood out to Lulith; Iris was just an ordinary human. No powers, no skills in combat, nothing. The only thing that she could note about Iris was that she had a very impressive amount of endurance and speed -- something her advanced schoolfeeding probably taught her.

That was enough of the photos. There was nothing important in any of them except glimpses of what Earth culture looked like, which was something that she right now could give less of a shit about. She looked through the contact list and all it did was further prove to her how… boring this fucking human was. There were hardly any people in her list: “Family” members, some people she could only assume were friends, places like “Doctors”, “Shun’s Kitchen”, “Therapist” (that was something she was going to need a lot, if she ever gets back, Lulith thought to herself and chuckled), and “College Advisor”. Boring. Dull, dull, dull, nothing. If anything, this irritated her further, as how the fuck did someone this god damned average manage to escape her grasp like that?

She saw that Iris had voicemails. Curious, she peeked around, and her fins rose a bit in surprise when she saw there was over 40 voicemails from one person - the same person who also called her over 100 times… and possibly texted her more than that. Tapping play on a voicemail, she immediately started to hear the voice of another girl speaking frantically and panicked.

“Iris?!” she said, “Iris! Please answer the phone, send a text, anything! People are growing more and more worried by the second! There have been search parties, news reports, everything!” the girl sounded like she was hyperventilating. “Please send even a single thing telling me you’re not mad at me or worse, dead! Please!”

-Beep-

Lulith couldn’t help but snicker at that. She’d been gone for that long? At least people cared about her enough to search for her. She tapped on the next voicemail, this one was from a few days ago.

“Iris? Iris, this is Bea,” so her name was Bea. She made a mental note of that, “I just wanted to say I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to put you in this situation. I know you’re, uh…, probably super mad at me, which is probably why you haven’t been talking to me lately. At least that’s, um… that’s what I’ve been telling myself so I don’t fear the worst. I’m doing everything I can to repair this… stupid thing… so I can get you back… back home.”

What…? What “stupid thing” did this Bea human mean…?

“I think I’ve almost got it, though,” Bea said after a long period of silence, “if - if all goes well, then I can just… I can just reconnect you and just… just poof you back. It’s gonna take a bit… and uh… it’s gonna use a lot of power, ‘cause it’s like an emergency abort system and stuff. All I’m asking is to hang tight, Iris. I’m going to keep in touch as much as possible and make this up to you, okay? Please still be alive -- I really… I really don’t wanna do this and transport back a dead gross corpse, okay? I’m already having a hard time explaining to people what happened to you. I kinda… kinda told people you ran away. Used the college finals as an excuse and whatever. They’ve been looking for you all over the place, and I can only… I can only keep this up for so long. Please respond soon… just so I know you’re… you’re not dead. Thank you. Love you.”

-Beep-

Lulith went silent after that rather unnecessarily long message. This girl, this “Bea”, was the one who got her here in the first place? Due to some… transportal device? Was she going insane? Did this one human actually have the means to get them to Earth without having them possibly spend thousands or even millions of sweeps to get there?

Suddenly, Iris wasn’t so boring to her anymore. In fact, she was not only very interesting to her, but now also very, very useful.

The problem now was finding her again, but that wouldn’t be a problem -- she knew who would be more than willing.

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at this point watching the lulith - esalla - subafuck - tusira stuff going down is like a trainwreck but i love it omg

o mg

its about to get even more complicated so stay tuned >v>

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also yes D&D Tusira does the same “becoming a sentient shadow and filling out her massive suit of armor that makes her 9′ tall” bullshit like her fantroll version

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out of context tusira

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and now completely unrelated to the plot at hand

a tusira thing

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24 tusira

24. — agony

True agony for you wasn’t the scars on your face. It wasn’t the slashes that dripped black onto the floor, or the cold chains that were clamped around your wrists so tightly the flesh underneath had become raw, or the broken jaw you now had.

No. True agony for you, two six zero, was finding out the truth of what was going on at the Neishi manor.

There were hints all along, the rumors and whispers, the disappearances and the similarities, but you tossed those all aside. Your master was perfect, she cared about you, about all of you, right?

Oh, how stupid could you even be. Poor, naive two six oh, they would say. They were right.

You open your eyes, the blood from your scars blurring your vision. The lab, besides the black stains splattered across the room now, is pristine, the steel reflecting the bright lights from above. A figure moves to stand in front of you, a hand gently cups your chin and angles your head to look up. You can’t even bring yourself to look at her anymore, so you close your eyes again.

“Darling, I told you, if you struggled, things would hurt more.”

Her voice is saccharine, as it always was, but now you can taste the venom hidden just behind the sweetness.

“Come, now, we can’t work with you like this. Go back, get yourself cleaned up. We’ll see about trying again tomorrow, hm?”

You want to scream. You want to run, to get out of this candy coated hell you’ve found yourself in. But your legs are cemented in place. A gentle hand from Yyzmah nearly topples you, but you’re able to move after a minute. You turn and start the walk back to the slave quarters. You’re not sure if the blood in your eyes is making you see things, or if you’ve just never noticed it before, but you swear you see cages, full of animals that just... aren’t quite right. Some parts seem troll-like. You shake your head, and just focus on getting out of there as soon as you can.

Naive, foolish two six zero.

No. No, you won’t call yourself that anymore.

Your name is now TUSIRA.

Two six zero just brings too much pain, now.

One Word Writing Prompts!

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fun facts for those who didnt know!

sonati (and tusira but shes not important rn) both sharpened their own teeth! their teeth were a bit dull at first but both, for different reasons, said fuck it, and with their incredibly high pain tolerance, sat there and filed their own teeth to be razor sharp

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playlist time babey

Sevenn

Jeluno

Tusira

Sonati 

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the main difference between Tusira and Sevenn with how they deal with their trauma

Sevenn is all about reminiscing. to the point where it can actually hurt him. but he reflects on everything a LOT and remembers where he came from, and why its important he keep being himself

Tusira would much sooner forget because why does it matter where i came from, it sucked, yeah, but im better now and im amazing, why bother with the past when i am so good now

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fun yxlisi facts

if sonati hadnt been groomed by intaxi, her horns would have actually looked like tusira’s, but they were specifically shaped how they were by intaxi to keep sonati subservient to her

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fun fact about tu? and hell maybe about yyzmah as well?

tusira- back when i was first designing her, i was trying to settle on a name, i dont know if i can find the original sheet, but i had a list of names i was considering, and one of them was Ecinos, and i laughed because it was So nice backwards and that was the OPPOSITE of Tusira

Yyzmah- this will probably surprise no one, but she absolutely started out as an entire joke. i have always joked about intaxi being Yzma from Emperor’s New Groove, because she was so fucking old, and then it devolved into what her ancestor was like and how old SHE would be

it quickly formed into an actual troll who performed fucked up science on her slaves, turning them into llamas and alpacas, and having the other slaves shear them for their wool and slaughter them for meat

and thus Yyzmah Neishi was born out of a fucking joke

Fun fact meme!

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[ERR][CONNECTION LOST]

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11, 13, 19 to the past slaves

11. What are your character’s coping mechanisms?

sevenn: pure, unbridled sass. he makes light of situations to feel like he has any semblance of control over them. he represses traumatic events incredibly often, and does his best to forget what he feels should never have happened.

tusira: i mean like. youve all seen her. extreme anger and hypersexuality.

13. What does it take to make your character cry?

both of them are... very hard to make cry. Sevenn really only breaks down if a lot of repressed memories flood back, or if someone he trusted very closely betrayed him. Tusira... i dont even know. its nearly impossible and if there is a way i havent found it yet

19. What is your character insecure about?

i have no idea because i never think about their insecurities because it makes me think of Mine :’D

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what happens when people catch tusira being lovey dovey

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tusira is a serious character and ancestor and should be feared by all-