#unwelcome guests

[thedestinysunknown]

Uncharted 1 - Unwelcome Guests:

"The horror vibes is still with us, and this has to be one of the hardest levels in the game for me. I died so many times, to the point I was getting legit annoyed."

PS: the gameplay used for this gifset is not mine. The original video belongs to the user: XCV, on Youtube.

[aristocraticvision]

Chapter 334: Unwelcome Guests (Pt. 2)

“TransAtlantic Flight 710 to New York is now boarding at Gate 12,” the announcer’s voice said over the loudspeaker. “Please have your ticket and boarding pass ready.”

David looked around the waiting area nervously. He knew Pryor and Franklin would be looking for him, and the airport would likely be their first stop once they discovered he was no longer staying at Buckton Hall.

When his phone rang and he saw Devon’s name on the screen, David began to relax. The only way his brother would call him now was if there was a problem, so he could surmise that the two men had likely just been there.

A flash of concern crossed his mind, but he quickly pushed it aside. Even two men as stupid as Allesandro’s henchmen wouldn’t dare harm a duke, would they?

Let him deal with it, David thought as he moved into the boarding line. It’ll give him a taste of what I’ve been dealing with for the past year and a half.

As David took his seat in first class, he knew he was free. He didn’t like running away, but paying his debts wouldn’t have left him much in terms of financial resources. Devon had been generous, he had to admit, transferring a cool million Westonian dollars into his account, but David had a certain lifestyle he was loathe to give up. Keeping the money for himself would allow him to maintain that lifestyle for a much longer period – though he knew he would have to be careful. Allesandro had a long reach.

David looked out of the window wistfully. He suspected he was seeing his homeland for the last time. New York would be a good place to get lost, but Weston would be off limits to him now that Allesandro had tracked down David’s home.

“Would you like champagne?” the attendant asked as she moved down the aisle.

David smiled.

“Of course,” he said.

CHAPTER 1 | BEGINNING OF PART 4 | PREV | NEXT

Continent of Oceana | History of Weston | History of Corwyn | History of Torenth | History of Allycia

[kathywaller1]

It's in the Kitchen

Him: I emailed you a picture. Me: Of what? Him: Look at the picture. Me: Okay. But what is it? Him: It’s in the kitchen. Just look at the picture. Me: [Looking at picture] THAT’S IN THE KITCHEN? Him: Uh-huh. I put a bowl over it. Me: WHAT KIND IS IT? Him: I don’t know. Me: [Seeing no rattles and defaulting to lowercase] It’s probably a good, helpful snake. But it’s still a snake. Him: I’m…

[fabioemme78]

[shiftythrifting]

Very unusual book by dad found at the charity shop he works at today. I have so many questions and I'm not sure if I want them answered

[cambion-companion]

Mephistopheles "giving" Haarlep to Raphael in order to "distract naughty son".

It's just...a really shit thing to do, obviously. It strips Raphael of agency and power to a degree.

However, Raphael turned the situation in his favor as much as he could, and took his power back.

Which is another reason I LOVE the character. He really knows how to make the best out of a bad situation.

[the-dimension-hopper]

unwelcome guest au angst. Eat up children…

HELP ME HE’S INFECTED MY HEAD AGAIN I CANT ESCAPE HIM. AT THIS POINT I MIGHT ASWELL INSTALL A METAL PLATE INSIDE MY HEAD-

[samglyph]

Because he BROKE into my HOME and refuses to leave. CALL SOMEONE

[avoidbee]

I forgot Ianthes gold hand rip. I was just really excited to draw her all bloody like this :3c

[azdoine]

join us!!! we have:

TOXIC CODEPENDENT YURI

NECROMANCY

CLASSICAL STUDIES

THE PERMEABILITY OF THE SOUL

WIZARD MURDER MYSTERIES

and THE HORRORS OF LOVE

[forlornfig]

Obsessed with Pal and the visuals of Dulcinea. Like how different were she and Cytherea?? I’ve never seen anyone draw the two in a comparison or anything. Like I know they did look similar cuz 7th bloodlines and all that but Pal had NEVER seen her!! Did he go his whole life imagining her like she was in Cam’s drawing??? Exactly how far off was Cam? Did Cytherea look like the drawing?? And THEN Dulcie being the voice from the audience?? because that’s who she’s always been for him?? A loving spectator?? I’m losing my mind.

[socialistexan]

So, I finally read the Unwelcomed Guest, and of course I had to make some low effort memes for it.

[aristocraticvision]

Chapter 334: Unwelcome Guests (Pt. 1)

After knocking, Nanse entered the library as Devon sat playing chess with Grant.

“I’m sorry to interrupt, your grace,” he said. “But we seem to have an issue. The gentlemen who asked after your brother have returned.”

Devon looked up sharply.

“They've come back?” he asked. “Damn it. I had a feeling David would cause more trouble. I’ll be right there.”

“Would you like me to come with you?” Grant asked, concerned.

“No, my love,” Devon said, reassuringly. “I can handle them, I assure you.”

As Devon stepped into the corridor, he quickly dialed David’s cell phone number. He was unsurprised when it rang on, unanswered.

“Damn it,” he muttered to himself.

A minute later, Devon stepped out into the courtyard, where two large men waited.

“I understand you’re looking for my brother David,” he said.

“Yes,” the nearer one replied. “I’m Mr. Pryor. This is Mr. Franklin. We need to see your brother right away regarding a debt.”

“Well, he’s no longer here,” Devon replied. “David left here yesterday, but if you’d like to leave your contact information, I’d be happy to pass it on if he should call.”

“I’m afraid that’s not good enough,” Pryor said. “You see, we’ve given your brother more than sufficient time to come up with the money he owes our employer. So at this point, we don’t plan on leaving here until we get it.”

“Excuse me?” Devon replied, taken aback. “I think you overestimate your ability to intimidate me. I am the Duke of Renley – not one of the back-alley flim-flam men with whom you’re so obviously used to dealing. My brother may owe you money, but I, sir, do not.”

“Maybe not,” Pryor said, uncomfortably. “But you’re here, and your brother isn’t. And from the looks of this place, you won’t have any problem coming up with the money to cover his debts.”

“Ah, but I already paid his debts,” Devon said casually, staring directly into the man’s eyes. “I transferred more than enough money into his account before he left. So all you have to do is track him down – which, I assume, won’t be an enormous challenge, given that you were able to find him here.”

Pryor and Franklin looked at one another, then turned back to Devon.

“Fine,” Pryor said. “We’ll see if we can’t catch up with him before he leaves the country. But if we’re not successful, Duke, you may be seeing us again.”

“I certainly hope not,” Devon replied. “This is not Monte Carlo, gentlemen. You are in Weston now, and I am a member of the royal family of this country. You would be wise to remember that before making any further threats, or you may find yourself in more trouble than you might expect. Good day, gentlemen.”

The two men scowled, then turned back to their car. Once the vehicle had disappeared from the courtyard, Devon sighed and turned to find Nanse coming down the steps.

“Is everything alright, your grace?” Nanse said. “I couldn’t hear, but you seem to have handled that quite well.”

“Thank you, Nanse,” Devon said. “Everything should be fine now. But just to be safe, let’s double the security detail around the estate, and assign extra guards to Grant and Matthew.”

CHAPTER 1 | BEGINNING OF PART 4 | PREV | NEXT

Continent of Oceana | History of Weston | History of Corwyn | History of Torenth | History of Allycia

[adventuretimetournament]

Autumn Fresh

First appearance: Bad Little Boy

Description: Her hair is worn down and is the length of her body, with one strand in front of her face. Over a gray shirt, she is wearing a dark red bolero with long loose sleeves, and an orange infinity scarf. She is wearing blue jeans and red boots with rolled-down tops.

Your Problem

First appearance: What Was Missing

Description: Her hair is worn down and is the length of her body. She has on a wide-brimmed yellow sun hat. She is wearing yellow gloves that extend nearly to her shoulders, a red tank top, blue pants, and knee-high cowboy boots.

Unwelcome Guest

First appearance: Marcy & Hunson

Description: Her hair is shaved on the sides and pulled back into a bun, and she has straight bangs. Over a red top, she is wearing a white sweater with blue stripes around the wrists, and two stripes, one yellow and one red, around the collar and chest. She is wearing dark gray stockings with black on the toes and cuffs.

[aidenwaites]

a thing about me is I can't ever go back to living with my parents it's simply not an option

[gothseparatist]

some post-tug meta, this is your warning to stop reading if you haven't read it!!

more Ianthe thoughts especially wrt her relationship to John and her compared to Harrow

I really suspect Ianthe's commitment to John (including that interesting exchange at end of NtN with Kiriona) is a mix of the following especially in light of the recent short story:

Self-interest (a given)

ongoing foil to Harrow (always makes the worst choice)

potential influence from Babs, Babs followed rules and authority even if he was a binch about it (as people pointed out he listened to Magnus) and John obviously is the supreme authority... I do not take Ianthe as particularly religious at all nor committed to authority and her interest in the liminal is rather heretical

potential projection of Babs onto John and thus a manifestation of her remorse: both are cringe and both are guys who have been down quite bad lol Babs constantly cheated on by partners and effaced in general by the twins and god well.. Ianthe put it pretty well herself about his "duplicitous sluts" I also think like Babs, Ianthe finds John somewhat predictable. Thus he is "safer". I think she finds him more predictable than Augustine which further explains her choice at the end of HtN. If god couldn't trust Augustine after 10k years well.. how could she ever? And this is due in part because Ianthe has some of the most intense if not the most intense trust issues of any character in TLT which is saying something! There's no pool scene with her, there's no breakdown where she begs god to help her. Harrow had to intervene to fix the arm. Harrow thinks she is undeserving of help but she is willing to grovel when at her lowest, I suppose she figures it can't get any worse, that it's only more honest to go full supplicant and her commitment to her house/the tomb/the body/gideon all keep her from jettisoning herself. Ianthe has far fewer external tethers (aside from Coronabeth what does she have?) and Ianthe does not even have the imagination for begging for help; has anyone ever looked out for her in her life? It's not a matter of deserving or not, it simply isn't a possibility for her at all and I imagine she sees this as a "realism". Even Harrow had Crux. Harrow is the abominable only child and atlas to her house but Ianthe is the neglected, older (same age) sibling who never got to be the "fun" one and it shows hard. She’s been a shadow and the closest she gets to being rewarded has always been for being proficient. it’s no surprise she didn’t see the indelible sin as a step too far, pushing herself further and trying to gauge outcomes is basically all she knows. Her ascension in many ways felt like a tantrum, her showing that it finally "got to her" as she betrayed Coronabeth in a significant way and permanently altered the power dynamic they had maintained their entire lives with each other and Babs previously