#wip: city story

[sleepyowlwrites]

15 Questions for Copper

I have two tags from Breezy, so you get a Copper one and a Rune one, so all three of our mains will be taken care of. in honor of the efforts of my tagger, I'll try and make this one more creative than Jet's. tho. Jet's was always going to be straightforward. that's who he is. anyway. @blind-the-winds (sidenote: my playlist for you SLAPS)

Yarrow skips up to Copper, a notepad and pen clutched in his hands. "I have a request!"

Copper eyes Yarrow over the rim of his coffee-to-go cup. "Am I so favored that you're going to draw me?"

"No." Yarrow taps the pen on his arm. "I mean, sure. I can draw you, if you want. I like it to be spontaneous, and the vibes to be so bright they're sparking at me, you know? Right now I have a different request."

"Okay." Copper perches on the arm of Moss' couch. "What is it?"

"First of all, do not sit on the arm. Moss will make you clean the garage if you do that. Second, and more importantly," Yarrow continues as Copper moves down to the cushions with a disgruntled sigh, "I would like to interview you."

Copper frowns up at him. "Didn't you already interview Jet?"

"Yes," Yarrow says impatiently, "and he was terrible. I should've anticipated it. It was too boring to use. Please help me out!"

"Okay." Copper pulls his feet up and then stops to kick off his shoes when Yarrow gives him a look. He situates himself on the couch, cross-legged.

"Okay!" Yarrow sits beside him, pen poised to write down the answers.

1. Are you named after anyone?

"Not as far as I know. I think Jet and I were named after 'objects of middling value to keep us grounded' or that could just be the excuse my parents gave to people who asked."

Yarrow scribbles that down. "Jet didn't say anything about that."

"Are you surprised?"

"No."

2. When was the last time you cried?

Copper sips his latte. "Last week, I guess, when Jet and I had another discussion."

"About how he's allowed to feel things?"

"Yeah."

3. Do you have any kids?

Copper just raises a brow.

"It's in the questions! I didn't pick them, I just ask them."

"No."

Yarrow writes "NO" on his pad. "Would you?"

Copper scratches gently at the skin on his wrist. "Maybe."

4. Do you use sarcasm?

"Sure, you've heard me use it. Mostly with Jet and Jet 2.0."

Yarrow eyes Copper curiously. "Honestly I think she shares just as many similarities with you."

Copper chews on his cheek.

6. What’s your eye color?

"Golden-y brown, if I'm allowed to be specific."

"You are. I think they're a pretty dark gold, though."

"Let me have this."

7. Scary movies or happy endings?

"Happy endings, 100%. Real life has plenty of scares in it already."

"What scares have you faced?" Yarrow adds a checkmark for flair.

Copper looks at his latte. "Well. There was the whole being separated from my brother for no discernable reason."

Yarrow just nods slowly to that.

8. Any special talents?

"I like to think I have a knack for reading people, but it seems more like I'm just good at reading Jet." Copper looks at his latte again. "I'm pretty good at retaining what I read. And I can guess people's ages most of the time."

"You can get Hawk to socialize with the rest of us."

Copper chuckles without noise. "Is that a talent?"

"I'm counting it."

9. Where were you born?

"Here, but many, many streets away." Copper gulps at his rapidly cooling drink. "Haven't been back there in a while."

10. What are your hobbies?

"Do I even have any right now?"

Yarrow shrugs. "I thought it was the labor-intensive rehabilitation of Jet's emotional spectrum."

Copper exhales sharply. "You- really have a talent for hitting at situations, huh."

"I'm just observant." Yarrow half-smiles.

11. Have you any pets?

"No. Pets aren't my thing, anyway."

12. What sports do you play/have played?

Copper laughs for real this time. "Jet has tried everything with me. If it includes a ball or some kind of object in motion, he's attempted to teach it to me. I kinda took to basketball for a while, but it was only fun playing with Jet, since, you know, he's my height."

13. How tall are you?

"174cm."

"Is that how tall Jet is?"

Copper pouts. "He's 175 now, apparently. I thought it would bother me."

"It doesn't?"

"Only in the most superficial sense."

14. Favorite subject in school?

"History, which is ultimately why I studied anthropology. I just like looking at how humans dealt with being humans throughout the timeline. The things that changed. The things that never did. We're all still people, whatever time our stories happened, and we could never stop telling them."

Yarrow smiles as he writes. "You can be poetic when you want to be."

"Thanks, I guess."

15. Dream job?

"Honestly?" Copper leans against the couch, suddenly tired. "I don't know. All I think about these days is whatever Jet is up to, and that situation doesn't seem about to resolve swiftly. I can't think about long-term for me until I know what might happen in the short-term. The priority is not losing Jet again."

"That's not wrong, you know." Yarrow sets his notebook aside. "You don't have to have lofty dreams or super detailed goals. You can just live right now and treasure what you have. I mean. Time doesn't stop and you have to look forward sometime, but you're a forward looking person by nature. I think it's good for you to look at right now."

Copper turns his head into the couch. "And you're a person who always looks at right now."

"I look at the spectrum," Yarrow corrects. "I just always choose to look at right now because that's what I want to. I could learn from you."

"We can learn from each other, then," Copper says, just a little breathless.

Yarrow reaches out to hold Copper's hand. "We absolutely can."

I'm a little late to this, so if there's anybody who hasn't done this yet, OPEN TAG! and uh @enchanted-lightning-aes @nopoodles @mel-writes-with-her-dragons @sarahlizziewrites @rains-inky-mind ?

I guess I should also use the taglist: @zoya-writes @oh-no-another-idea @selene-stories @diphthongsfordays @wildswrites

[sleepyowlwrites]

It took me 7 minutes to make this

hello character playlist maker. i want to play a game. you must make a 20 song character playlist for any character of your choosing. but if you use any song by Mother Mother or Lemon Demon, the computer will explode. you have 30 minutes. make your choice.

[kray-zay]

designs for a Transformers horror AU thing I was working on but shelved for the time being to work on my other main tf au project.

Thought I just shared these freaks without context. rest of the art and writing for this project prob not gonna be posted until/if I start working on it again.

Bonus little dude, he a part of a diagram explaining some lore but it doesn't make a ton of sense without knowing other lore from this AU I haven't shared.

[ann-chovi]

[rookitowrites]

PLOT: an outspoken activist & hero is almost assassinated by other superheroes and ends up rescued by the villain known as the "hero killer". The villains plan to turn the system upside down and enlist the hero's help to do it.

status. - brainstorming & outlining [1.15.25] genre. - ya superhero fiction pov. - third person omni; past tense inspirations. - the boys, bnha/mha, tokyo revengers selling points & tropes. - lgbtq+ & neurodivergent cast, deaf main character, subversion of superhero genre warnings. - toxic relationships, allusions to child abuse, violence, death, torture, blood, alcohol, smoking, mental health issues...(may add more)

[sleepyowlwrites]

Even Copper hasn’t been such a knife that it feels good going in and aches something fierce as it’s pulled back out.

dirt in the doing, scene 18: Rune and Jet are broken people but they've got each other

What's the line you love most from your story?

[noelles-legacy]

Noelle x Stray

Cat Noelle fits so well with Stray that I had to draw her in the game with B12 and the cute little backpack🐱🩷🩵 This started off as a fun sketch for a different project but I decided to fully render it.

Stray is another one of my favorite games and I absolutely LOVE the aesthetic of it, I know surprisingly. The aesthetics of Hogwarts legacy🧙‍♀️💫 🔮🏰 and Stray🌃💽🐱👾 are the two vibes that constantly battle in my head cause I love them both so dearly but are complete opposites😭😭😭

I hope you guys enjoy it as much as I do🩷

[theroseempress]

the Ultimate WIPs Intro!!*

here it is!!! here's this stupid big slideshow!! i still have other concepts did you know that did you know that this isn't even all of them someone help me /j

@ettawritesnstudies look it's your idea @enne-uni look it's writing

(*kind of)

[tothesolarium]

Aayyy space story is at 69 (well now 70) posts on patrn 💃 we’re winning gays

And y’all get to see the bottom “inch” of this piece I’m putting too much detail into

Remember that spirit of the suffocated city piece? Well…. Getting hit with the puberty stick

[wangxianficrecs]

Follower Recs

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The first story i read from A-Qing POV from beginning to end. The story of A-Qing, the one tailed spirit fox, trying to survive in the world and finally found a home she can come back to after her journey

Foxsong

by Admiranda

T, 41k, Wangxian & Songxiao

Summary: A-Qing was a lone, one tailed fox kit, wandering the world with no one to rely on but herself. However, all of that changes when she runs into a mysterious older fox with two tails and a mischievous smile who seems perfectly happy to take her under his wing.

@ladypfenix

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i just stumbled across this Crossover Marvel Universe / Untamed fic today, and its just... dear lord, who would have thought, that actually these two epic stories just fit together so well? I mean, ASGARD WITH ITS MAGIC and Untamed's cultivators and golden core...urghhh, I wish the author will write tons of more scenes from this Universe, and by reccing this , i hope, they will get lots more kudos and followers, and will be inspired to write more!

Lord Stark and Lan Zhan! and jarvis!! @enderwiggin24

Hanguang-Jun's Unexpected Interdimensional Vacation

by StarClearWaters (Readoutloud)

G, 9k, Series, WIP, Wangxian

Summary part one: When the light had cleared, there was a large intricate circular array made up of foreign symbols seared into the earth Wei Wuxian had been standing on. Wei Wuxian was splayed on the ground only a few cun between him and the array, eyes wide and disbelieving. Lan Wangji was nowhere to be seen. Jin Zixuan's face was that of true horror, while Jin Zixun’s look of glee was quickly fading into that of confusion. Lan Xichen could not think, could only replay the last few seconds of his life. Could only re-watch in his mind's eye as his brother pushed Wei Wuxian to safety, only to be caught up in whatever that horrid Jin cousin had done. His Strong, brave and ridiculous brother. Next to him he can hear Jin Guangyao speaking but he can’t make out the words.

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(Please REBLOG as a signal boost for these hard-working authors if you like – or think others might like – these stories.)

[gummybugg]

Crater city's in-universe equivalent to msi's "if" album is called "else"

🚗 Want to rot your brain with each sporadic Crater City post? Join the taglist! Maybe I'll finish this wip someday, who knows! (dm to be added/removed): @writeouswriter @lyra-brie @digitalsatyr23 @talesfromtheunknowable @joswriting

[sleepyowlwrites]

seven snippets, seven people

I dunno when Detective tagged me for this but maybe it's better this way. @author-a-holmes

I'll be posting from City Story. hopefully I will trap more of you into reading it, hehe.

hurt/comfort my beloved

Jet looks at her sideways, then curses and closes his eyes when the movement disagrees with his neck. “Don’t say it.”

“Should probably go to the hospital,” Rune says anyway.

“Don’t need to. I’m fine.”

“You likely have a concussion.”

“A mild one, maybe.” Jet has no idea why he admitted to that.

Rune moves forward a little so he can look at her without turning his head. “Then you should at least have someone watching you. If not me, then Copper, or Moss. We can go to my place and if you don’t want me hovering, you can call someone.”

There’s a challenge there, clear as day. Jet can’t decide if he really would rather call someone else to do the hovering. Because he’s aware of how he feels, and knows how he probably looks. None of his friends would see him and leave him alone. Even Yarrow, who is often clueless but very perceptive when it comes to injuries that are not his own.

It’s a choice between two options he doesn’t like. Jet holds back a sigh, then pushes off the wall with his already dwindling stamina. “Fine, we’ll go to your place. I’ll call or not.”

unasked for sleepover

Jet has just enough room in his apartment for one other person to stay over, and that’s stretching it, because all he really has is a bed that technically fits two people.

When Hawk stayed over during that first week of their extremely strained acquaintanceship, Jet had made him sleep on the couch. The second night, Hawk rolled off and made such a big deal out of the bruises that Jet gave in and let him sleep on the bed. That is, Jet just about shoved a spoon through Hawk’s eyeball, complained about it to Moss like an idiot, and was soft-glared into allowing the second occupant.

Jet has just enough room in his apartment for a second person, and maybe a third if someone else wants to chance the couch, but he doesn’t think he could withstand knowing that three people are sharing his place. If Copper is sleeping over, that leaves no emotional space for anyone else.

Even, or perhaps especially, if for some reason there’s an exhausted Rune standing in front of him at eleven o’clock at night, and Copper is indeed already asleep on Jet’s bed.

“It’s late,” is what comes out of Jet’s mouth.

Copper dives deep under Jet's sea pt.2

“Why don’t you ask [Rune] your questions? Don’t ask me to reveal someone else’s secrets.”

“You keep sleeping over at hers, too.” [Copper continues.]

Jet sips his hot chocolate so he can stall for an answer. He doesn’t even know what kind to give. He recognizes a frightened, fierce animal in Rune, the same kind that lives inside himself, so he wants to do for her what he can’t do for himself, and accept, and comfort, and understand.

Copper taps on his head when he takes a little to long to say anything. “I told you that you didn’t have to tell me anything about you that you didn’t want to. Is there nothing you want to tell me, then?”

“Can’t you just guess it instead?” Jet doesn’t mean for it to come out so despairingly, but the words hang there in the atmosphere like they were strangled from his throat. He can’t take them back.

“Do you want me to guess?” Copper reaches a place of softness much faster than he does, can reach inside himself to find compassion that lives only just under his skin.

Jet longs for many things, if he allows himself to think about it, and one of them is to reach for compassion more often than he reaches for anger. “You’ve always known me better than I do.”

Rune and Jet are not in love omg love that for them

They’re outside the garage where Yarrow is sketching the two of them for some art project and Jet has chosen to be comfortable over being presentable while Rune just sits cross-legged next to him with one hand continuously straying over and tracing lines down his arm. It’s distracting and soothing and Jet hasn’t worked up the brain energy to say anything about it yet.

“Your nose is bleeding again,” Yarrow remarks, holding out a rag. “Stop bothering it or it won’t dry up all the way.”

Rune takes it without comment, holding it under her nose to catch the blood.

“Don’t worry, Jet. It doesn’t mean she’s in love with you.”

Jet raises his head a fraction from where it had been buried in his arms and stares at Yarrow. “What?”

Yarrow gestures vaguely, chalk dust flying off his fingers. “Rune! Is not in love with you! Obviously.”

He’s going to regret asking this but, “Back up. Explain. How did you- what does that have to do with anything? The air is really dry out here.”

Rune intervenes with, “My nose keeps bleeding because I whacked it on a shelf earlier and like Yarrow said, I keep rubbing at it, so it starts bleeding again. Also yeah, the dry air doesn’t help.”

“No,” Jet says tiredly, “I want to know why Yarrow was even thinking about you being in love with me. That’s not even a question.”

“I know!” Rune inspects the rag, dabbing at her nose a couple of times before dropping it to her lap. “Good to know that you know, too.”

“So do you want to hear how I know she’s not in love with you or what?” Yarrow doesn’t sound put out, but Jet knows he will be if he’s denied the chance to explain.

Jet settles back down on the concrete, head nestled in his arms again. “Go ahead.”

Rune and Jet just sleep together now also love that for them

Rune throws a pillow at them when they turn up outside her apartment that evening.

Actually, it’s a little past nine, and Jet is ready to curl into a ball on the side of the road, he’s so tired. Moss had been away from the garage all day, dealing with personal things, so Jet had had to deal with the customers. He’s not used to being the one to field off questions about their specific repair abilities or speaking to customers in general. Jet is not a people person and today has been awful.

“Why are there two of you?” Rune also sounds exhausted as she retrieves the pillow and tosses it back over her shoulder where it lands on the floor instead of the couch.

Jet would feel bad about springing this on her except that he can’t feel anything at all. “Shadow was supposed to ask if he could stay over earlier,” he replies with a couple of elbow jabs to Shadow’s side.

Shadow shrugs in such a way that he looks like he’s trying to wrap his shoulders around his chest. “Sorry.”

Rune just holds the door open and walks away. Jet had presumed that she wouldn’t turn them away, and apparently, he’s right. Still. “Sorry,” he repeats as they come inside and shut the door behind them.

“You can both sleep in one bed, right?” Rune calls back to them, voice muffled from where she’s digging in a closet.

Jet glances at Shadow.

Honestly, after spending so many nights with Copper sleeping over, and then Rune and her tendency to climb in with him for the last couple of hours when it’s just the two of them, Jet has gotten so used to sharing his space with other people. He really doesn’t care as long as he does, indeed, get to go to bed.

this is worrying, Jet is worried

Shadow has nothing to say the next morning and Jet wants to be grateful for it, but his new habit of being invested in his friends’ lives is making him worried instead. No jokes are made, no questions asked. Shadow doesn’t even thank Rune for the godly coffee. He doesn’t drink it, either, except when Jet nudges him every minute to take another sip.

Rune must still be in the same mood she was last night, which makes sense. She’d woken Jet up by pressing her face into his shirt and he thought she was smothering a scream, but no sound came out, only harsh panting breaths. When he shook her awake, she didn’t say anything, and he hasn’t asked. His hands running through her hair eventually lulled her back to sleep.

They’d spent the first hour of the morning in silence while Jet held her hand to keep her from scratching at her skin. He wishes she would cry, would talk to him, would do anything other than pretend this is normal.

Except it probably is, and that leaves him with two friends who are repressing their trauma and Jet can’t do anything about it.

“I have class later. Jet, can you drop me off at the garage?” Shadow’s voice sounds hoarse, like it’s been unused for some time.

“Yeah.” Jet swallows the last of his coffee and pulls on his shoes. Rune is still sitting at the table and only makes eye contact with him for a second. He sighs internally, then goes back to pull her head up with his hand on her cheek. “Call me if you need anything.”

He tries to phrase it like it’s a command, a request, a plea. He hopes she hears it and keeps it in mind. Rune nods slightly. Jet hesitates, unsure if this is the right option, but hating how vacant she looks. He leans down and places a barely there kiss on the top of her head.

“I mean it. Call me.” He murmurs it to her hair and leaves without looking back.

yeah it's dangerous but Jet is committed

He stands next to Rune and takes her hand, grip loose enough for her to pull away easily. She doesn’t, but her mouth sets in a firm line like she’s biting back a dozen protests.

“Lean on me, remember? You can do it alone, but I’m with you, so lean on me. Because you can, you absolutely can.”

“What am I supposed to do when I don’t have you anymore?”

Jet has to pause and collect his thoughts after the scatter with the force of those broken, splintering words. Rune isn’t crying, or shaking, and her shoulders are pulled back like they’re what’s keeping her upright. She stares straight at him in defiance, but he can see the scraped out insides of her eyes.

“Why would you need to worry about that?” He tries to say it lightly, but it still pulls tight all the threads of his conscience to say it. “You can have me forever.”

It feels like such a dirty lie. Not because he doesn’t mean it, but because life just doesn’t work out like that. There’s no such luck in the world. He means that she can have him around and ready to fight with her for as long as circumstance allows, but that feels a lot less supportive. Feels cheap, and Rune deserves much more than that, even if it’s more realistic to understand he can’t give her everything.

“What about you, then?”

Jet blinks. “What about me?”

“Do you want me in return?”

What an open, horribly beautiful offering. Jet scrapes his tongue along his teeth while he chews on it. For some reason, accepting her support feels much more monumental, like she’s worth more, and he is only a tool.

“Yeah, sure,” he says, and it comes out a little mangled, probably from the tears that have been dug up from his back closet to coat his words with emotional residue.

Copper dives deep under Jet's sea pt.3

Copper drops his eyes and his fury fizzles in seconds. He was always the calmer twin, the one who forgave first. He still is. “I’m so outside of you. I don’t know what’s going on in your head. I’m worried that you’re going to get into a fight you can’t win, because you’re a protector and a hothead. I can’t be worried about Rune because I’m worried about who you are for her.”

Jet processes this information. His hands fall from Copper’s face, but he rests them on his brother’s arms. They’re disconnected right now. They need the contact.

“Rune and I are very different people.”

Copper opens his mouth to interrupt but Jet continues straight away.

“We have similar ways of dealing with our problems. That is, we want to take care of them by ourselves. We struggle to trust others, and hate needing help, and we’d rather throw a punch than feel our pain on the inside. That’s all true. But we’re different because I have you, and I have the guys. I pretend I don’t, but I know I have you. Rune has no one. So I said she could have me.”

“I don’t want her to have you. I want you to stop fighting and be safe.” It’s the most vulnerable and honest Copper has sounded since their reunion and it tears into Jet more than anything.

“I’ll never stop fighting,” Jet says with a halfway apologetic smile. “I’m a fighter. You can’t take that from me.”

“No,” Copper acknowledges, and then doesn’t follow up with anything else.

Jet moves one hand up to slide through Copper’s hair. His brother hasn’t felt like the younger twin in a while, but he feels like it now, like he’s much younger, much smaller. Like he’s once again someone for Jet to protect. Like it’s his job to do the caring for.

“I’d fight for you, for Shadow, for Hawk, even.”

Copper half-smiles at that.

“Now I want to fight for Rune because-” Jet stops himself before he spills any of her hesitant confessions. He’d fight for her because he loves a fight and hates a bully, and because Rune has been such a strange source of light that he can’t give up on. She’s such a terrible mirror and that’s not been easy, but she’s so alone.

“She’s alone.” Copper says it out loud, tone understanding, resigned. “You’ve been alone. You can’t abandon her because you wish you’d had someone who wouldn’t abandon you.”

the snippets are named after their googledoc bookmarks. taglist, yeah? @zoya-writes @selene-stories @enchanted-lightning-aes @oh-no-another-idea @diphthongsfordays @wildswrites and the city story crew @klywrites @ren-c-leyn @kaiusvnoir @blind-the-winds @rains-inky-mind @on-noon @drippingmoon

above people, if you wanna do the tag, feel free! otherwise I'm passing this to @afoolandathief @deciphered-narrator @nikkywrites @mel-writes-with-her-dragons @cljordan-imperium @toboldlywrite @forthesanityofstorytellers OR ANYBODY

[tildeathiwillwrite]

My OC's in the Knights Radiant Quiz

@illarian-rambling did this thing recently where she took the Knights Radiant Quiz for her ocs. Thought it was cool so I'm doing it too lol.

The Legend of Orian Goldeneye:

Jas: Willshaper (81%). Considering what her motives are in the story, this tracks nicely. Killian: Skybreaker (78%). I feel he'd be more of an ancient order Skybreaker, operating within his own moral code with an understanding of how rules are imperfect. Orian: Edgedancer (77%). It kind of fits his personality, and he would love to slide around. Henrik: Skybreaker (74%) and Stoneward (74%). Man was born to be a Skybreaker, he's a garrison captain after all. Stoneward also fits him, as a soldier. Diana: Lightweaver (74%). She is a musician, her morals can be questionable, and she disagrees with Henrik about many things. Azura: Lightweaver (57%) and Elsecaller (57%). She is very much into the subterfuge aspect of the Lightweavers. She's also decent at tactics, a theme of the Elsecallers, and dreamshaping is somewhat similar to moving through Shadesmar. Morpheus: Elsecaller (63%). Very similar to Azura, but he's much more on the cautious side.

Tales from Valaria:

Octavian: Windrunner (77%). Like me! And it also fits his role in The Watcher and the Thief, though by the time The Hunter the Myth and the Cure comes around it's changed drastically. Draven: Willshaper (73%). He does what he wants, doesn't really care for rules but he does have his own moral code. Reese: Lightweaver (62%). I'm not too sure about this one, mostly because her morals align closer to a Willshaper or Edgedancer in my opinion. But she does tend to hide her true self from others. Luc: Windrunner (78%). Fits his morals and his job, he's quite protective. Hector: Windrunner (79%). Same as Luc, makes sense since he's Luc's mentor, but I'd say Luc has a little bit more Skybreaker in him than Hector. Damian: Edgedancer (70%). Bodes well for Caenum to have a heir that cares for his people. He was also willing to give up his freedom if it meant his captor didn't get what she wants, so he's fairly selfless. Kaira: Lightweaver (57%) (Also -20% for Bondsmith apparantly???). She's very good at deception, but that's the only thing that would be Lightweaver about her. Personally I think she'd be a better Elsecaller, due to her search for power. Rift: Elsecaller (54%). I don't know how he got this one, he has average wisdom and intelligence is his dump stat. But he would definitely make good use of Shadesmar (for "borrowing" purposes).

(Forsaken: The Doomed City):

Rowan: Elsecaller (74%). Makes sense, he's fairly cautious, he's the leader of the group (not very good at it), and he's willing to do anything to get what he wants. Victoria: Windrunner (63%). She definitely likes working in a team, and is really attached to and protective of those she cares about, to the point where she'd do anything to save them. Ollie: Truthwatcher (81%). Considering their powers make him a great spy, fueled by his natural curiosity, this fits. Sam: Stoneward (61%). She's the group's tank, the most reliable out of all of them, and fairly optimistic. Whisper: Elsecaller (70%). What is with my villains and getting Elsecaller? Is it because they all seem to be selfish bastards who do anything for what they want? (Nevertheless this does fit him).

[eternal-reverie]

figured out a crucial detail for her backstory and her motivations feel more clear now.

[missrosemaris-stuff]

Whoops 😔

[houndfaker]

one day ill make more progress on the actual universe in this one but for now lots of funny robots