#vanilla necromancer

[archonfurina]

"Can we talk about the two of us?"

[carrotcouple]

Incredibly awkward when your morally off necromancer vampire housemate confesses their feelings to you by saying they would murder billions just after you've contracted the plague.

Anyway, say hello to Enxo (they/them) and Livie (she/her) from an urban fantasy story that's been living in my head rent free without me actually putting anything down for over a year and a half. I think I thought of them after Halloween 2022. That was a while ago.

[nightingale-prompts]

Just your average coffee shop AU-DCxDP prompt

What do you do when you've been blacklisted from every coffee chain in Gotham?

You have to find other sources.

That is Tim's current predicament but he put out a few messages out and an informant got back to him about a new café that opened on the outskirts of the city.

There wasn't much else on it other than the fact that it was located in an old cemetery. No details or anything.

Desperate for the black icker that made up his blood by this point Tim went.

Walking down the cobblestone path Tim began to doubt if the shop was real. The decrepit tombstones seemed to be the only people here but as he passed the mausoleums he saw a single stone crypt that had a sign.

Hours:

Tues-Saturday 12pm-3:00 am

Sunday: All day

Mon: Closed

(Vlad Masters is banned)

Tim opened the stone door and heard the faint sound of violins and saxophones. A staircase led deeper to an aged wooden door.

The rusty door henge screeched as he opened the door like a doorbell. The room was a lounge with plush seats and smooth wood tables. A dance floor was in the center currently occupied by well dressed patrons. The scent of fresh dark roast coffee filled the air. A band played live music, it was a blend of gothic folk and Jazz. The booths were filled with a few patrons cheering for the performers as they drank coffee and played cards.

The counter where he could order his drink was a bar. Despite what you'd assume they weren't selling alcohol at least not yet. The man behind the counter beckoned him over.

The barista dressed in a white dress shirt and a black buttoned vest embroidered with a ribcage design. He had fingerless gloves with matching skeletal hand design. The man's face was a pale bit warm tone with a blueish green hue on his cheekbones. His lips were a dark ashen black with a subtle shine. It was probably just the aesthetic.

"Evening, traveler." His voice practically purred as he greeted the weary young man"The rhythm's alive, and the spirits are waiting—how can I make your afterlife?"

"Coffee. Black." Tim said gruffly despite to get it in his system.

"Oh, you got it bad, don't you? Let me get you something that will actually help." The bartender said turning to brew a cup.

Tim's eyes scanned the chalkboard menu that hung above the bar.

Hot Coffee Drinks:

Graveyard Brew – A rich dark roast with a hint of smoked caramel. (Tucker's pick)

Phantom Flat White – A smooth flat white with ghostly foam art. (Danny's pick)

Latté of the Damned– A spiced pumpkin latte with black cinnamon dust. (Jazz's pick)

Eternal Espresso– A bold, double-shot espresso.

The Velvet Casket – Mocha with dark chocolate and a touch of vanilla.

Sepulcher Spice – Chai-spiced coffee with a hint of nutmeg. (Val's pick)

Necromancer’s Nitro – Nitro cold brew with a dash of maple syrup. (Dan's pick)

Iced Coffee Drinks:

Cold-Brew Crypt– Smooth cold brew with a splash of sweet cream.

Chilled Cadaver– Iced coffee with coconut milk and a shot of hazelnut. (Dani's pick)

The Frosted Requiem – Blended mocha with chocolate drizzle.

Soulful Swirl– Iced latte with caramel and a swirl of blackcurrant syrup.

Moonlit Macchiato– Vanilla macchiato with activated charcoal. (Sam's pick)

Tim definitely sensed a theme here.

"I added a few shots of expresso and some dark chocolate liquor. It should get you right and some minor heart palpitations. I think I'll call it 'The Black Veil'." The barista smiled very cat-like.

"Am I getting my name on the board?" Tim quipped without thinking as he sipped the hot coffee. Actually, it was cooler than he thought it would be. It was the perfect temperature. And the taste was amazing.

"Only if you're a regular and I think your drink might be too much for anyone else." The barista laughed softly.

"So...this place is pretty um...gothic?"

"This place used to be just for the dead but we've recently over up to the living."

"Heh, I get it."

"Get what?"

Tim coughed awkwardly. He didn't want to stop talking to the goth barista yet and the quality coffee was convincing. Maybe it was the environment. It was like walking into a different world.

"So what's this place called? So I know what Im coming back to." Tim tried to sound cool but let's face it, he's been beat.

"This is the Catacomb Club. Where the spirits swing and the night never sleeps. You should come again soon, cutie. I think I got a good surge of inspiration just looking at you." He purred in delight as he leaned over the bar tapped Tim's cheek.

Tim felt his face burn, the touch felt like electricity tickling his skin. A string of babbling seemed to come out of this mouth as he tried to respond.

"Heh heh, don't keep me waiting dear," he laughed "Oh, and by the way. My name is Danny. Catch me in the early shift. My brother works the late shift mixing the alcohol. But if you want you can catch me on the stage or on the dance floor. I might even make you an extra cup or two." Danny said.

Tim found his footsteps on the way up lighter and only when he made it back the cematary gate did he notice.

He never paid.

[thisisarobbery]

hecata counterpoint: 😍

So this is how I am spending my night. I am open to comments and this is like ON AVERAGE For the clan

[emmg]

I don't think Bioware fully comprehends the absolute chaos it’s about to release by handing us, the unapologetic mage-bangers, Emmrich "well done, my dear" Volkarin after the emotional war crime that was the Solas romance.

It’s like they’re handing us an emotionally healthy daddy figure wrapped in a big ol’ “yes, praise me harder” bow and just expecting us to behave.

AO3? Oh, it’s about to be a bloodbath. A flood of unholy praise kink is going to rain down like mana from horny heaven. The poor voice actor? He’s got no idea what’s coming. Fans, barely coherent, will be sobbing in his DMs, pleading for him to record lines like, "darling, sweet thing, apple of my throbbing loins,” because suddenly that’s the only thing keeping them going.

And you just know the fics are gonna go there. We’re talking steamy, full-blown, knee-weakening sex scenes so detailed you’ll practically hear the slapping sounds through your screen. Every silver hair, every wrinkled brow is going to get worshipped like it’s the goddamn Holy Grail. Emmrich? He’s not just a mentor now, no—he’s the silver-fox sex wizard of everyone’s dirtiest, most depraved dreams.

Bioware, you’ve dragged us through the emotional meat grinder with Solas, and now you’re tossing us this emotionally sane and well-adapted snack with decades of good coping mechanisms? Oh, baby, the sex scenes are gonna be biblical. I’m talking hands-on-bookshelves, robes ripped off, candles flickering like we’re summoning a demon but, surprise, it’s just Emmrich praising your efforts in bed like you’re acing your dissertation. It's gonna be 'well done, my dear' while you’re doing ungodly things to that silver fox, and he’s stroking your hair like you just unlocked a new achievement.

Me? Oh, honey, I’ll be on the front lines like a horny general leading the charge into the unholy lands. November 1st? I’m not just showing up, I’m rolling in with a pre-written, fully locked-and-loaded stash of smut so scandalous, my Orthodox ancestors will not only crucify me—they’ll disown me in the afterlife. I’m gonna make them turn in their graves so hard, we’ll solve the energy crisis.

And let’s not get it twisted—I’m going to worship this thin, emotionally available mage like he’s the last goddamn spellcaster left in Thedas. I’m talking tongue tracing every single one of his ribs like I’m mapping out the delicate lines of a cathedral—except it’s not sacred, it’s blasphemous as fuck. Forget holy water; it’s gonna be sweat, and I’ll be so deep into my thirst, my own character, Rook, will be doing things that’d make even the most depraved demon of desire blush. Every sliver of his body, every wrinkle, every bone—especially the bones—is getting the Rook Treatment™.

Bioware? You better brace yourself because I’m about to publish smut so audacious, so flagrantly wanton, even the Deep Roads will seem vanilla.

We’ve suffered. And now poor Emmrich’s going to be buried alive under the weight of all that… pent-up thirst. Welcome to the show, sweet necromancer.

[brittle-doughie]

( I made some hcs about your Ancients au cause I really like the idea)

Pure Vanilla Beast (Perfection)

Appearance-wise, I think he looks much more emo(?) or can be corrupted. It has been a while since I read the previous chapter but maybe his frequent use of Dark Moon Magic may or may not corrupt him, maybe giving him a more rugged and unkept appearance, eyes of an insomniac, and perhaps a crown of thorns on his head and an eye in the middle of his head to show his enlightenment or ascension to beasthood

Probably uses his Vanilla Orchids to seek out victims- lost lambs who need his assitance, you can't go around with that impure and fragile body! Let him heal you and you'll be better for all eternity!

He probably has the patience of a saint, but the last thing you want is to push him to the limit, it's wise not to anger a god-like being after all.

Still cherishes his "Friends" (More like former friends) but he puts them in the lowest amount of importance, especially when he has to aid his citizens to "ascend"

Probably the last person to ascend into beasthood. After seeing all the suffering and despair inflicted upon the weak especially from the "Ancient Beasts" and their predecessors. Ascended to aid those to "ascend" from their mortal shells and live in eternal prosperity! (Part 1 of 5)

The Prophet of Salvation HCs (Beast Pure Vanilla Cookie) | The Ancient Beast Order AU

I would pertain the more emo-ish vibe to him leaning into the necromancer type of deal.

His orchids can heal, but no cookie would want the additional effects the orchids bring. Especially towards near crumbled cookies..

Making any of the Order Beasts angry is a DO NOT. Be grateful that the Prophet can take so much insolence before he’s had enough…

He cherishes all that make up his kingdom. Black Raisin would learn that he might cherish everyone too much to let them go…

Pure Vanilla could only take so much despair and anguish before he too saw the light of his friends’ reasonings. He knew what he had to do and ascended to beasthood to “save” everyone!

[fandoms--fluff]

Hope x reader and she's sister figure to reader and r has a panic attack based on monsters and hope helps r?

Necromanced Fear

Un-triggered werewolf female child reader x Hope Mikaelson

Warnings: panic attacks?

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Hope silently walks through the silent halls of the school, everyone in their beds asleep. Her slipper-clad feet patter against wooden floors as she tries to tire herself by walking around.

That is until she hears some movement and faint rugged breathing from what her werewolf-enhanced hearing picks up from the other end of the hall.

She rushes over to the room where it's coming from, which so happens to be the library. As she turns the corner, her eyes land on you, huddled between two bookcases.

Hope flicks the lamp closest to her on, letting the yellow glow flow through the room's space. She slows her pace to not startle you as she comes closer.

Your already retched breathing picks up as you hear someone approaching you.

"Y/n/n? Hey, it's just me, it's Hope" She speaks softly, crouching in front of you. "H-Hope?" You look up from the ground, tears clouding your eyes. "Yeah, It's me. Can I touch you?" She asks. You slowly nod your head in response.

She raises a hand and places it on your kneecap. As she rubs circles with her thumb, your breathing starts slowing down subsequently taking your mind away from the horrors displayed in your head.

Slowly and shakily, you reach out your small hand and grasp Hope's free one, clutching tightly. The touch helps ground you further from the panic attack that's been wracking through your body.

As your heart slows from the stammering beat, you close your eyes to bring yourself down. "I'm sorry" You whisper.

"What are you sorry for?" Hope's eyebrows scrunch.

"Making you sit here when you could do more important things" You reopen your eyes, gaining control of your breathing and shaking hands again.

"You're more important than what I was doing, you'll always be more important. Don't forget that" She brings up your intertwined hands and kisses your tiny knuckles. "What happened?" She asks sheepishly, not wanting to cross a line.

"Uh..It was the Necromancer. H-he brought back my Momma and she, sh-she..was killed by wolf hunters...again"

"Oh, hey, oh baby, it's okay. I'm sorry he did that" She runs her hand up and down your short calf.

You push up off the ground from the sides of the bookcases and lunge towards the older girl. She wraps her arms around your eleven-year-old frame.

You nuzzle your face into her collarbone, breathing in the cozy scent of her vanilla lotion. "I miss my Momma" You whimper. "I know, sweetie. I'm sorry she's gone. I promise I'll always be here for you" She runs her fingers through your locks of hair.

"Always?" You pull away and look up at her with big puppy eyes. "And forever" She answers, winking at your slacked mouth in confusion.

Your eyebrows then furrow and you tilt your head to the side. "Do you miss your Momma?" You ask.

"Uhm, yeah, yeah I do. But I know she's in a better place now. She's at peace" Hope places her hands on your shoulders. "You're sad, I'm sorry." You notice her saddened face.

"No reason to be sorry. Yes, I'm sad, but it's not your fault. Alright, Cutie?" "Ahuh" You nod your head tiredly.

"C'mon, let's get you to bed" She stands up from the ground with you in her arms. Placing you on her hip, she makes her way out of the library and up to her room.

"How about a sleepover" She whispers. You nod her head again excitedly, "Yeah. sleep with Hopey" You cozy into her neck again.

"That's what I thought" Hope smiles to herself.

[opulentshits]

What's in Rook's inventory?

Our possessions tell a story of who we are and what we value. Here are some items Lenore keeps in her bag while travelling across Thedas! (inspired by citadrells on X)

A Mourn Watcher's grave gold: Kept in a purple satin pouch. A reminder of one's roots. I'd like to think spirits can also sense the presence of grave gold even if they are not worn, allowing Lenore to continue to perform her duties as a Mourn Watcher outside of Nevarra.

A scalpel and some bandages: A Mourn Watcher can never be too prepared! Even though Lenore is a Reaper, all Mourn Watchers undergo field medical training.

A bag of random knick knacks from a charming skeleton: It contains a piece of string, some (very dry) almonds, a griffon feather, leaves (also dry), rocks and exactly, three marbles. The bag was sewn by Manfred. He seems to have picked up the love language of gift giving from his father, not that Lenore is complaining.

Incense sticks from Nevarra: These ones in particular smell like patchouli and amber moss. Lenore brought these with her when she left the Necropolis. Emmrich acquired some for himself and started using them in his laboratory.

A white marble rook chess piece: A gift from Varric for a job well done. A piece to remember Varric and his lessons by. Lenore likes to hold on to it while she thinks. The coolness of the smooth stone keeps her grounded.

A bound journal: Used to document Lenore's adventures and current events. Occasionally, you will find sketches of a particular dapper necromancer. The pages themselves have a slight floral fragrance from the pressed flowers. Some pages are stained by the flowers. Lenore likes to think it adds personality to the journal.

Elfroot potions: Handy for a quick fix! Emmrich makes sure that Lenore is always stocked with potions.

A bit of kohl, dusty red eyeshadow and perfume oil that smells like Vanilla, Vetiver and Cardamom: Warrior or not, Lenore likes to look good. A little bit of make up and perfume goes a long way.

Bag of Money: Lenore started saving up quite a bit ever since she started her adventures with Varric. Ever the gentleman, Emmrich does not let her use her money as he insists on paying for everything whenever they are out together.

A healing salve: Made by Emmrich. A simple mixture of camphor, mint, cajuput, clove and a bit of elfroot extract in shea butter. Handy for that stiff left wrist, or any bruises. Seeing the jar always makes Lenore smile.

A small box of chocolates from an Antivan confectionery: Courtesy of Lucanis when Lenore requested for chocolates on the shopping list. It comes in a bedazzled tin. The chocolates are rationed to Lenore slowly so she doesn't eat them all in one sitting. Lenore is partial to gianduja and strawberry cream filled bonbons.

[valoisfulcanellideux]

"Mushrooms! Think of me like a mushroom, if that helps. I'm not so much undead as I am… kind of [long pause] made of mushroom. I'm just a mushroom guy."

So quoth Pixlriffs in his first stream from Fantasy Minecraft Fabric modded SMP. And while I have some very specific ideas about writing his mushroom necromancer/revenant character I found it amusing that not only has he revived his leitmotif of death — "I am going to be... a Revenant. Yes, Pixlriffs chooses something to do with death. Again." — but he's also gone back to his fungal roots. His mycelial network, if you like.

What do I mean by that? Well, in his first ever SMP — Decidedly Vanilla — he founded the Democratic Republic of Mushroom (full playlist here).

And what do mushrooms feed on but death and decay?

Ooh, the ideas are percolating on this one... 😉

[safrona-shadowsun]

What would you do if Blizzard ridiculously mandated that every character had to change their class from their current one? What would Safrona be and how would that uplift or muddy your idea of her?

{ Ohh, now that would be a nasty implementation. It would be an interesting one if it was a little trick for a week, perhaps. My favorite class is the Warlock, and has been since Vanilla. I might play around with other classes, but I tend to always go back to the Warlock.

Moreover, Safrona's identity is very tightly tied to the class fantasy of the Warlock. Stories and canon events concerning her own origin are based around the core of Warlocks, and even the association of her demons. It would be *very* hard for me to imagine having her as any other class, and still desire to roleplay her with the depth in mind that I already do. She would definitely feel hindered by having the warlock class stripped from her.

Now, that being said, I do have a Demon Hunter character that does resemble Safrona a bit, and in an IC capacity she has used this 'disguise' to allow herself to get through to Horde territory safely. The character is even named "Courier", which someone did the courtesy of saving for me to use, Horde-side. As far as the class fantasy of the Illidari goes, I may have origin thoughts that sort of swerve from the Lore standard stories of your run-of-the-mill demon hunter that could apply to Saf.

It is *slightly* possible for me to explain off Safrona's reworking as a demon hunter. Perhaps she would have her demons as miniaturized battle pets instead. Maybe she has learned how to fight with Ilidari blades after a lot of particular soul consumption. Maybe the transformation is influenced by an ugly curse put on her. Maybe a particularly vindictive Necromancer makes her bones twist out of her skin every now and again just to cause her the pain of the 'inconvenience' of having a body. Maybe one of her demons have officially possessed her, and Safrona struggles to survive its complete consumption of her soul. I have definitely thought of unconventional reasoning. All tortuous reasoning, apparently.

But the big issue would definitely be that Saf being a demon hunter would just lacking for me to play. Typically Demon Hunters just make me miss the Warlock class, hah. My motivation to write this 'reinvisioning' of her is just not something I could self-perpetuate. I'd rather be writing this class as a different character entirely, and seek some juicy rp connection. But have an old Legion screenshot, with Safrona inspiration. They *are* fun to play for me if my mind isn't trying to complicate the character with rp validity. }

{ Thanks for the thoughtful question, @wonderbout! }

[esmorningstar]

Face modding/sculpting adventures. Modding vanilla heads to meet my need to have customized faces. This is my necromancer/phantom rogue, Yelena. I don't know if I am done, yet, but I like the results so far!

[gender-luster]

tagged by @cowboy-jules (thanks !! ^_^)

coffee or tea | early bird or night owl I chocolate or vanilla | spring or fall | silver or gold | pop or alternative I freckles or dimples | snakes or sharks I mountains or fields I thunder or lightning I egyptian mythology or greek mythology I ivory or scarlet | flute or lyre I opal or diamond | butterflies or honeybees I macarons or eclairs I typewritten or handwritten | secret garden or secret library I rooftop or balcony I spicy or mild | opera or ballet | london or paris I vincent van gogh or claude monet | denim or leather I potions or spells | ocean or desert | mermaids or sirens I masquerade ball or cocktail party

tagging: @vexic929 @captain-krow-drozdov @clowningaroundmars @necromancer-snail @watcher-in-the-wings @mybeautifulbeautifulponds @icecreambrownies @forbiddenpondrocks @thecrazycreation @pleasantcrusadetragedy

+ anyone else who'd like to do it! as always, no preasure <2

[brittle-doughie]

Brittle! Same anon who asked about the Ancient Beast Order designs. I do have a question because for the Prophets fit I need maybe an example if possible? Where would the green and purple come into play with his outfit? Like splotches or in specific parts/genq (genuine question)

I’d say use DE’s fit here as an example with the greens and tinges of purple. You can even turn to Licorice’s attire if you want to lean into the necromancer aspect more. Perhaps even a sickly decorated cross as a necklace.

You can look at Cuppaj’s Saint Vanilla, whom I’d give my inspiration for my Ancient Beasts for.

My apologies, I can try to come up with ideas, but man am I really poor at executing those ideas into a design.

[fandoms--fluff]

Legacies Masterlist

Ryan Clarke

Attempted Sneak Out

Hope mikaelson

Not Alone

Morning Surprise

Perfect

Dating Hope Mikaelson Headcannons

Just A Nightmare

Dirty Secret

Starry Night

Sleepy Head

The Little Key

Quieting The Argument

The Things I'd Do For You

What's Not To Love

Favoritism

Hiding No More

Devil's Week

A Second Miracle

Sub/Cute Hope Mikaelson Headcannons

Dreams to Become

Top Hope Mikaelson Headcannons

Big Sister's Here

Road Trip

The Secret's Out

Nsfw Top Hope Mikaelson Headcannons

The Best Big Sister

Your Momma

Mix up

Cake Is Good For You

Jokes On You, Death

Damned Spell

Stardust

You'll See When We Get There

Comfy

Bedtime? Nah

New Hairdo

Little Princess

Overworked

Good Girl

Kiss It Better

Crushing Hard

Needy

Dating No Humanity Hope Mikaelson Headcannons

Vampire to Baby

Glorious thought

Overnight

Captive

Cooking Disaster

Necromanced Fear

Together

Remember To Knock

The Right Plan

The Best

Training

Surprise Visit

Calm Day

Splash

The Perfect Dress

Late Night Wake Up Call

Angel

Fairy Garden

Playing

Mine

Caught

Little Hope Mikaelson Headcannons

Mission

Lizzie Saltzman

Leaving The Castle

Josie Saltzman

Focus Is The Key

Badass

Dead Beat Essays

Big Sister Material

Film Extravaganza

Lizzie and Hope

Baking Lesson

Panda Promise

Shopping or Babysitting?

Hizzie

Just Like Vanilla

Incorrect qoutes

Those are my tits

Bunk Beds

Another word for mom

Seating Places

Not a Date

Personal Space

Walking paces

Body count

Thank God

Shoot Her

Stupidity

Mother's Day

You're Okay

Moodboards

Besties with Hope

Besties with Hope #2

Dirty Secret

Film Extravaganza

Mini rants

Alaric is the worst

[dailycharacteroption]

Hack Capacitor Technomancer (Technomancer Alternate Class Feature)

(art by EvgeniaKurai on DeviantArt)

In many ways, the technomancer of Starfinder is something of the distant descendant of the arcanist from First Edition Pathfinder. They get all sorts of ways to fiddle with their spells and technology to make themselves more and more flexible.

One of the ways that the vanilla technomancer does so is their cache capacitor, which allows them to store and perpetuate the energy of a single spell, letting them benefit from it all day. These can be anything from constant buffs, supporting magic, or even the ability to cast certain blasting spells all day.

However, not every technomancer finds that to be useful for them. Some instead use their capacitors to store arcane formulae that are integral to their various hacks. In other words, these mages gain some flexibility with their techniques instead.

I feel like some will have a hard time justifying how this option works depending on how they flavor their magical hacks. If they are just something that the character knows how to do, it might be hard to reconcile having flexible hacks unless they flavor it as improvisations, while others might set up complex mystical theorems in their cache which they can tap into in an emergency.

In any case, these mystics can prove surprisingly versatile, as we shall soon see.

These technomancers select three magical hacks that they don’t already have, which they can change out as they grow stronger. With a bit of effort they can briefly gain one of these hacks as needed. Doing so for the first time is free, but doing so repeatedly throughout the day drains their reserves. As they grow in power, they deepen their pool of potential abilities and are even able to manifest multiple at once for the cost of more resolve.

While it is fairly simple, this ability set is quite useful as you are effectively gaining three, then four and five extra magical hacks, at the cost of draining your resolve points to use them. I would recommend selecting a wide variety of hacks to suit different situations, which may change as you level up, changing up the capacitor hacks or even taking some as permanent additions. Also consider that you could use the capacitor to gain more powerful improvements of hacks you already have, should they exist.

The interesting thing about technomancy is that, despite having heavy roots in the arcane magic of old, the path that an individual technomancer takes to get where they are likely extremely personal and a question of what works for the caster, which I imagine makes viewing someone else’s technomagical devices and spells very much like someone’s homebrew wiring or coding: equal parts horrifying and awe-inspiring in how it all fits together and works. As such, I don’t think most technomancers would even notice a difference between those with a normal cache capacitor and those with a hack capacitor until they see them in action, and even then, it is simply a quirk of their process.

They say that Akvus’s technomagical capacitor, a cybernetic hand with an arcane supercomputer built in, was capable of reshaping magic in incredible ways. As such, many modern technomancers desire the relic, some for the power it could grant, and others simply to study it. Of course, the last time it was seen was plummeting into a rift to some far-off plane.

They say that Binbi Firestep always has a new trick up her sleeve, and the halfling technomancer certainly lends truth to the stories. However, all of those tricks will be put to the test when her many enemies come together to try and bring her down… but perhaps the party can interfere?

Young technomancers are often eager to explore the limits of magic, technology, and the blending of the two. Perhaps that is why so many signed up for the tutoring of Blackmaw, a notorious techno-necromancer. Now, most of these students are reanimated as cybernetic zombies after he was done experimenting on them, while he bears the fruits of their innovations.

[carrotcouple]

A lot of people have been asking about the OCs in this post. So I made an obligatory doodle of the main characters and am doing a quick explanation in this post.

These are the main characters from my fairly new OC story which is currently fondly under the placeholder name #necromancers and biohazards. Anyways it's an urban fantasy story with many many different kinds of people (people???? beings???). The protagonists are a group of definitely not sane morally gray idiotic housemates who are fully under govt. scrutiny because two of them were accused of having created a deadly bioengineered plague of sorts that's been killing everyone.

Alright, quick run down of the characters!

First off! Enxo (They/Them) Enxo is a no good, morally off necromancer who got turned into a vampire against their will. They sell "life insurance" of a sort by saying they'll resurrect someone if they die. Enxo is a devil may care biochemist as well and has a strangely large amount of charisma. They were accused of creating the bioengineered disease along with their best friend Qing.

Secondly, Livie (She/Her). Livie used to be a government worker but then was falsely accused of a crime and was kicked out and ostracized. She lost her home and no one who she used to know wants to associate with her. Ren picked her off the streets and brought her over. And since everyone in the house minded their own business and treated her fairly well, she stayed. She's a goodie two shoes and tries to keep her housemates out of obvious illegal nonsense.

Thirdly, Monhir (They/Them). Monhir is an undead abomination. They died(?) after contracting the bioengineered plague, but because of what they were before they died, they didn't exactly die and instead became...that. They're weird, they're a hazard and they've got colorful personality. Monhir drinks all the vanilla essence in the fridge, sleeps under other people's beds and crab walks(?) around the house.

Fourth, Qing (He/Him). Qing is Enxo's best friend, partner in crime, enabler and also their voice of reason. Qing is probably the only reason Enxo is even alive right now. With a good head on his shoulders and much nerdiness in the way of biotechnology, he makes sure everyone knows when to hit the accelerator and also the breaks. He also thinks Enxo is an idiot.

Fifth, Ren (They/Them). Ren is a bit crazy. Ren loves gossip and sparkles. They work at a party store for most of their day, but then spends the rest of their time listening to gossip and gathering information. This has led to them being one of the most valuable information assets in the country. Oh yeah they also like fuzzy slippers and adopt people way too frequently. They were stopped from bringing people home permanently after Livie. This doesn't mean they don't bring people over for dinner.

Sixth, Ytal (She/Her). Ytal is a mercenary and also an assassin if she's paid enough (Livie doesn't know this). She's never allowed to do anything around the house because of the brute force she's capable of. She's broken too many lightbulbs. She's also cursed and so will sometimes just throw up blood and pass out. Enxo has her on several different meds to manage this though and she pays them a hefty amount by acquiring random body parts for experimentation (Livie once again does not know this).

And lastly, Zayn (He/Him). Zayn is a bit of a mystery. None of his housemates know about who he used to be before he started living with them. (To be honest, they could all find out but none of them care to look into it). Zayn used to be a popular celebrity who would smuggle people in and out of countries so that they could find refuge in other countries away from wars and more. However, several countries found out about this so he changed his identity and is now living a quiet and uncomplicated life (aside from the random life threatening explosion he faces for rooming right next to Qing and Enxo's lab).

The story kinda focuses on the bioengineered disease and everything surrounding it. Enxo is technically the main character which I love them for. They're fantastic. A lot of this story is still under development but yeah. That's all. Will probably post more stuff of them at some point! Thanks for tuning in.