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wehavebiggerproblems · 3 years

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Fallout 4 Random Companion Headcanons

Wrote these a few years ago, too nervous then to share them.

Ada

-Ada was built in 2268. She's about 21 years old.

-Her first memory is of seeing The Mechanist in front of her. Then she watched as The Mechanist removed their head and smiled.

-She's Isabel's first project.

-Her voice was originally supposed to be more synthesized and robotic, but the more human sound was easier for Isabel to work with.

-Ada prefers to travels in groups with 3-4 people, knowing fully well a robot is a higher target for scavvers.

- Her base body was constructed from many different trial runs of the "ADA" project.

-She's programmed to remain indifferent but the nagging voice in her programming says to do good things in order to to aid other people.

-Ada appreciates the effort Sole goes through to upgrade her body. She doesn't think it's necessary and she's somewhat sentimental about her original form.

-She finds Codsworth's attachment to Sole strange. Almost too human, those Mr. Handy's.

Cait

-Cait loves baths. Bubble baths with bath bombs and even a little rubber ducky. Only Sole knows this.

-The rubber ducky's name is Codsworth. Will not explain why.

-Can fire a rifle over her shoulder behind her. (Annie Oakley style)

-Hates Jazz music. Says it's too slow and calm. Really dislikes it because she's uncomfortable slow dancing with anyone.

-Allergic to feathers. Rad chickens make her sick to be around.

-But once the feathers are removed, the chicken has been cut up, and cooked with some veggies and a loaf of bread, loves it.

-Chicken soup is her favourite dish. Only likes Sole's chicken soup though. Will not eat anyone else’s.

-Shot put would be her favourite sport. Throwing a heavy metal sphere a very long distance is goals.

Codsworth

-Codsworth can speak 8 languages. Including: English, Spanish, French, Japanese, German, Italian, Polish, and Swedish.

-Can recognize almost every written language and translate but lacks the programming to speak every one.

-Nate/Nora got him two years before Shaun was born.

-Sole did minimal repair work on him, and offered to polish him every time he got a dent or scratch.

-He always accepted the polish offer. Very wary of Sole doing factory repairs on him. Would prefer professionals doing the delicate work.

-Always celebrated Nate/Nora and Sole’s respective birthdays. For 200 years.

-When Sole called him "Family", he felt an odd electric pulse through his core processor. He decided to call it a skipped heart beat.

-Calls synth Shaun "Sonny", and "Young Master Shaun".

-Makes Sole's favourite meal when they come back home from Vault 111.

-Will ask to take over if he catches Sole doing chores.

-Hesitates when he has to bring up Sole's spouse knowing it's a touchy subject.

-His favourite friend of Sole's is Nick. Thinks Nick is a good role model for synth Shaun.

Curie

-Curie, like Codsworth can speak 8 languages. However, after becoming a synth, she can only speak about 4.

-Curie loves the feeling of velvet. Collects pieces of velvet clothing.

-Once wore a velvet cape around because she loved the way it draped over her shoulders and fluttered when she walked.

-Has sensory phases. Music, nice noises, soft materials, different foods, perfumes, etc. Collects whatever makes her senses happy.

-During the "feeling phase" her favourite feeling was holding Sole's hand. Loved running her hand over the surface of water. And velvet.

-Talks out what her feelings are with Piper. Piper explains to her what the "spin spin spin" in her head meant.

-Favourite smell is fresh baked bread. Bakes bread with Mama Murphy every weekend.

-Favourite sweet food is mutfruit pie. Will badger Piper to make it with her.

-Curie's motor functions are still new. Sometimes she misses what she was trying to grab and fumbles.

Danse

-Danse is a horrid mechanic. You'd think spending time in the BoS and dedicating time to auto repair with Ingram. Can't put a toaster together.

-But Power Armor is a piece of cake. Can't do much with pre-war tech, yet fixing power armor is as easy as making breakfast.

-Like all gen 3 synths, he loves Fancy Lad snack cakes. He'd share whatever box he'd find with the squires around the Prydwen.

-Scribe Haylen would volunteer to work alongside Danse on all his scouting missions.

-Danse found out Deacon was the one who stuck the dildo to his power armor. He made sure Deacon's wigs were the same bright purple color the very next day.

-Loves country music. When a traveling courier stops by and shares their western/country music, he actually dances.

-Has a heart for kids. Even Billy.

-Leg bouncing habit. Can't bounce his leg in power armor but as soon as he's out, his leg's jittering.

Deacon

-Deacon is in his late 40's.

-Did not lie about his wife and the University Point Deathclaws.

-Enjoys learning about Pre-war culture, spends free time with ghouls asking them about the past.

-Sole can fool him easily about prewar facts though.

-Has incredible luck with the pie claw game. Has won 8 times while traveling with Sole.

-Loves making silly bets. "I bet I can skip this plate across the lake at least 1 time." Proceeds to throw the plate at the water horizontally.

-Doesn't hate Danse. He will pull pranks on him though. Once stuck a dildo on the back of Danse's power armour.

-His hair grows quickly so he has to shave every day.

-Shaves his head, isn't bald. Shaved head works better with his pompadour wig.

-Doesn't like mutfruit. Says it's too acidic and hurts his gums.

-Has a rifle-shaped scar on his forearm. Will tell a different story for it every time.

-Once drank a dozen Nuka Cola Quantums on a dare. His pee glowed for a week.

-Tried going vegetarian once. ONCE. Found out being vegetarian means eating no meat or dairy products. Had to have Sole explain that, while gross, radroach could technically be considered meat.

-Is kinda clumsy. Always bumps into counter edges and stubs his toes on bits of debris.

-Doesn't lie about his family. And when Sole calls him family, promises to never lie about family again.

Gage

-Gage juggled skii balls to entertain the last Overboss, Colter.

-He enjoys small shooting competitions with MacCready, Sole, and X6. All four are sharp shooters.

-Fastest learner. Spent an entire week learning how to cook Sole's old recipes. He can cook them better than anyone with the exception of Codsworth.

-Hums when he works.

-Had a one night stand with Nisha. Ended so bad, he avoids that area of the park at all costs.

-Hates cats. Had an awful run in with a rad lion. Radiated Mountain Lion that tore a scar deep down his back.

-Does routine maintenance on the rides in the park. He knows how everything works there. From social hierarchy - to the intricacies of the Vault Tec: Among the Stars ride.

-His favourite flavour of Nuka Cola is Nuka Cola Victory. Rare to find but easily the best.

-Record farthest shot is a bean can from 410 meters.

-He's a lightweight. Only two beers and he's buzzed enough to sing along with Red-Eye.

-Will tell a different story every time if anyone asks about the eye patch.

Hancock

-Hancock is a history buff. Loves learning about colonial era civilization.

-Has spent days with Kent Connolly researching Silver Shroud information. He knows more about the Silver Shroud than any other companion.

-Has had a fling with every person in Goodneighbor at least once. Even Kleo.

-At least in a sexual way, he is extremely open minded. Welcomes new experiences and new information given anywhere anytime.

-Had a decent childhood with his brother. He remembers tending to the mutfruit trees with him and eating every other piece they picked.

-Adores pickles. Would sit and eat an entire jar of pickles just because he loves the cronch so much.

-All time favourite chem is Mentats. Loves making intellectual jokes while high as a kite.

-Does not know what a lot of pre-war expressions mean, but enjoys saying them and hearing them from Sole.

-Is a master at repairing clothing. How else does the frock stay in such good condition? He tends to it every night.

-As far as euphemisms for ghouls go, he likes "beef jerky".

Longfellow

-Longfellow met Hannah while out hunting. She blasted a trapper's head clean off, and he fell harder than the trapper's body.

-He spent his youth training, hoping to become a Brotherhood soldier one day.

-And then he met a vertibird full of them. They called Far Harbor a dump while gathering supplies there. Officially decided to cease all training.

-Managed to take down 17 Mirelurks in 3 minutes.

-Holds the record in Acadia for alcohol consumption. All records involving alcohol consumption.

-He's really fit? Longfellow could and has bench pressed Sole.

-He only did so because Hancock and MacCready wouldn't shut up about it.

-Loves singing old shanty songs and dancing with Sole. Only when no one else is around though.

-After the events at Far Harbor, he decides to go sailing along the coast. Wants to see the world more.

MacCready

-MacCready does brush his teeth. He brushes his teeth regularly. He started brushing after he left Little Lamplight. By that point the damage was already done.

-Lucy was the one to convince him to brush his teeth.

-He can't stand the smell of lavender. Lavender candles, lavender lotion, etc...makes him feel nauseous.

-He named his sniper rifle, "Lucy"

-Won't drink brahmin milk with cereal even to Sole's encouragement.

-Is very well read. Vault 87 had many educational textbooks hidden among the super mutants.

-MacCready was the longest lasting mayor in L.L. He was mayor for 6 years.

-He has no idea what television is and is afraid to ask any pre-wars about it.

-Wary of all ghouls, both feral and normal. He's not bias to non-ferals, but he is a little uncomfortable.

-Had a crush on Lone Wanderer when they first visited L.L. Mac told Joseph and he made fun of him.

Nick

-Nick has an oral fixation. Smokes out of habit and having the familiar feeling of a cigarette between his lips feeds into human nostalgia.

-His right hand is missing skin because he fidgets only his right. Whether it was picking at the fraying plastic or rubbing the fake skin raw.

-He lost the chunk of neck skin after Myrna accused him of working for the Institute. Tore off a chunk to prove he wasn't a perfect person or an infiltrator synth.

-Ellie was the first person in Diamond City to wholly accept Nick as he is. She asked to work with him as soon as he decided to stay.

-Piper and Nick have jam sessions where they have heavy debates about Diamond City law enforcement and criminal misuse of power in the capitalistic society of pre-war USA.

-Met Dogmeat under an overpass. He handed the dog a snack cake and scratched his head. They've been close pals ever since.

-Will "sleep" around Sole. He'll lay down and manually put himself into "sleep mode". Any unnecessary functions will shut down. He lets his thoughts take over. All Sole hears is the faintest fan whir.

Piper

-Piper plans Sole's 211th birthday. She goes all out, collects balloons, bakes several cakes with Codsworth, makes everyone attend and threatens anyone who would act up. "It's Blue's first birthday out here, you WILL behave!"

-Knows how to make mutfruit preserves, mutfruit pie, mutfruit jam and jelly. Makes it for Nat constantly.

-Has a notebook dedicated to little tidbits of info about Sole.

-Nat is exactly 8 years, 5 months, and 25 days younger than Piper.

-Piper has interviewed every person in Diamond City. Made a game of it with Nat at first, then she just kept going with it.

-Piper has awful shorthand. Almost as bad as Curie's shorthand. Still illegible.

-Piper's handwriting is so bad, Nat does the writing for the paper. Piper writes the final draft and Nat copies it, and sends it through the printing press.

-Despite bad handwriting, Piper is very eloquent. Can make a super mutant sound like good date idea or convince anyone how the mayor might actually be a synth.

-Her favourite of Sole's friends is Kent Connolly. Would gladly dress up and act out Silver Shroud episodes with him and Sole.

Preston

-Preston has insomnia. Cannot sleep well. Has had insomnia since Quincy.

-Can sleep well if he's sleeping beside someone.

-Has a box under his bed of little knick-knacks children have given him over the years. Can't bear to get rid of the kid's gifts.

-He actually likes all of Sole's friends. Even Strong.

-Hates coconut. Once found an Almond-Joy while scaving and couldn't finish it to save his life.

-All time favourite candy is Peanut Brittle. Hard to find but gnawing on the hard chunks is somewhat soothing to him.

-Loves back rubs. Giving and receiving but only from close friends or lovers.

-Once accidently drank a bottle of perfume. MacCready told him it was a bottle of fancy expensive wine.

-Sturges and Preston are the closest of friends, no less maybe more.

Strong

-Strong knows how to jump rope.

-But double dutch is a mystery.

-Before Sole, he only ate meat raw. Sole taught him how to cook it.

-Also lacks patience to cook, but slowly learning.

-Strong was created in Vault 87 after the bombs dropped but remembers nothing from being human.

-Doesn't understand bubblegum. Will always swallow it after a few seconds of chewing.

-Likes having poetry and plays read to him.

-Sleeps holding Sole or having Sole laying across his stomach.

-Loves fire. The smell, the feeling of heat against his hardened skin, the taste of charred meat, and watching the embers fly up and turn to ash.

-Strong can read, but chooses not to because super mutants discourage any educational behavior.

-Likes the sound of clacking keys on a terminal. He'll turn one on and mess around with the keyboard just to hear the different sounds each key makes.

-He can't decide if hand-to-hand combat is better than using guns.

X6-88

-X6 doesn't like using plasma. He thinks the plasma is less accurate.

-But laser weapons are his jam.

-Spends excessive amount of time augmenting his weapon.

-If Sole helped, he would be "happy". Would never say it, but a tiny smirk would pop up on his face for half a second.

-Will collect Fancy Lad Snack Cakes. Hoards them in his bedroom in Sanctuary and in the Institute.

-Sole found his stash and X6 blushed for the first time when they confronted him.

-He called Sole "Mom" instead of Ma'am once. She won't let him live it down.

-He called Sole "Dad" after hearing Shaun call him "Dad" all day. He won't let him live it down.

-Actually likes kids. Won't show emotions, get down to their level, or speak to kids. But he doesn't hate children.

-Especially likes synth Shaun. He taught synth Shaun how to use a laser pistol. Shaun found out and put X6 on probation for a month.

Bonus Vault Tec Rep and Kent Connolly under the cut.

Vault Tec Rep

-Rep spent a couple decades learning how to draw. Loves drawing from life. Mostly draws people. Occasionally draws ferals, mutants, and various animals.

-Was engaged before the war, lasted about 2 years before she died of cancer.

-His favorite food was and still is a well grilled medium rare steak.

-A total neat freak. Every space he uses as a homestead has to be thoroughly cleaned of any bacteria, ticks, dust, dirt, radiation residue, etc

-Teased in school for his red hair. "Rusty" was his least favorite nickname.

-He's extremely susceptible to pet names. Doesn't have to be anything sexual or romantic, just pet names. He blushes like a starstruck starlet.

-Loves love. Romance and old-timey corny love stories. He like to woo his partner. Flowers, chocolate, dancing, movie dates, hand written poems, you name it.

-He misses his old red hair. Years of being a brunette and he's a little bitter about his hair.

-Least favourite part of The Wasteland is amount of bodies he sees on a daily basis. He saw about zero bodies a day on average before the war. Even in Goodneighbor, the average has risen to about 4 bodies a week.

-Favourite part of The Wasteland is the ability to just go anywhere. After realizing he didn't have any obligation to stay any specific place, he just traveled around for a few decades.

-His father worked for Vault-Tec, and when he graduated high school, he was given a job immediately.

-Didn't hate it. Didn't love it at first, but he had a real knack for selling.

-He never had an office in Boston HQ. He got the van, and got a sweet bonus for being top salesman, but never his own office.

-Despite being top salesman, he was only allowed on the first and second floors. He didn't find out till after the bombs dropped that the basement and third floor up had the plans for the various vaults in the area.

-He can't apologize enough to Sole. After thinking on it and checking out vault 111 by himself, he truly feels sorry for what happened.

-Sole gets him a set of steak knives for Christmas. They're homemade by Sole. They tell him he's earned far more than a knife set, but if that's what he's pining for...

-He treasures it so much, he rarely uses them. Just before he leaves for work in the morning, he checks them over and admires them.

-He and Sole have spent days just telling each other pre war stories. He almost knows more about Sole than Piper does. And he's a little proud of that fact.

-He gets along best with, of all people, Deacon. Good sense of humour and always interested in pre-war info.

-Second best is Piper. A nice lady who snoops too much, but does treat everyone with respect and tries to remain unbiased.

Kent Connolly

-Kent was 23 when the bombs dropped.

-He was sleeping in on the Saturday morning when he heard the air raid sirens.

-Hid in his house's basement till the sirens stopped.

-And then the radiation sickness took over.

-It took him about 3 months to turn ghoulish. Quicker than most.

-He dislikes Goodneighbor - the town as a whole. The people are fine, the resources are serviceable, and the safety assured is nice. But he hates how back alley it feels.

-Misses his family the most. They weren't the best, but they made him feel loved and important.

-Speaking of which, Kent had a huge family. I'm talking brothers, sisters, cousins for days, aunts, uncles...he remembers family reunions as huge gatherings chock full of food and kids running amuck.

-Maybe, just maybe, he enjoys seeing Sole all dressed like Shroud a little too much. He's a big fan.

-Once spent 4 grand on a mint condition Issue no. 3 Silver Shroud comic just to find out it was a forgery. Never got that refund. :(

-Writes really well. But only writes Silver Shroud fanfiction. Piper almost convinced him to help write an article about how crime differed before the war and after the war. But he turned her down.

-Nick has agreed to dress up as Shroud if Sole dresses up like Grognak or Mistress of Mystery. But only if Sole dresses up too.

-Irma refers to him as her son. Amari will not say the same, but she also doesn't protest.

-He used to work in comic book shop. (Of course he did.)

-He writes self insert Silver Shroud fanfiction all the time. After the events at the hospital with Sinjin, the Shroud in his fanfictions suddenly start using Sole's pronouns and is described as physically similar as Sole.

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purplesurveys · 3 years

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1111

Something a little bit random and silly for my 1111th, just because.

survey by joybucket

List three things you love that start with each letter.

A: Art and most forms of it; anchovies, in most cases; and Angela.

B: Burgers, Beyoncé, and buffets.

E: Escargot, the name Eloise, and elephants.

F: FISH, Friends, and some folk indie.

S: Sleeping, signing off work at the end of my shift, and all kinds of seafood.

T: I’m obsessed with tteokbokki; trying out new food; and table tennis.

Q: I like the quiet time I occasionally give myself; quail eggs, especially in the form of kwek-kwek; and quattro formaggi pizza.

R: Rainbows, the rain, and riding planes.

O: Old movies, the ocean, and Okinawa milk tea.

List a phrase including an adjective, noun, and verb for each letter. Examples: "angry artist anticipating", "rude rascals running", "dirty dogs dancing", or "empty elephants eloping." Have fun!

A: Adorable animals appearing.

F: Fabulous fingers frolicking.

C; Chummy classmates cooking.

S: Suspicious self salivating.

R: Rambunctious raccoon running.

T: Tired turnip tumbling.

Q; Questioning quail quipping.

J: Joyful joggers jamming.

I: Inquisitive igloos imagining.

L: Luxurious lemonade luminescing.

Z: Zesty zebras zoning out.

E: Ethereal eagles embracing.

List three different occupations starting with each letter.

O: Orthodontist, oceanographer, opthalmologist.

E: Engineer, equestrienne, elementary school teacher.

F: Firefighter, flight attendant, farmer.

S: Scientist, singer, seamstress.

T: Talent agent, tricycle driver, tennis player.

I: Illustrator, inspector, IT technician.

E: Economist, editor, electrician.

L: Lawyer, librarian, lifeguard.

A: Accountant, actor, architect.

Y: Yoga instructor, youth pastor, yogurt maker?? if that counts, lol. Otherwise I got nothing else.

List three adjectives that begin with each letter.

A: Affable, abrupt, adequate.

B: Broken, blunt, bleary.

C: Crazy, clear, clingy.

D: Daunting, delirious, dark.

E: Existential, enraged, exemplary.

F: Fantastic, far-flung, flavorful.

G: Ghastly, gentle, gigantic.

H: Harrowing, healthy, hopeful.

I: Intelligent, identical, impervious.

J: Jovial, jaded, joyous.

List three nouns that being with each letter.

K: Kangaroo, keychain, kiwi.

L: Lemonade the album, lemon the fruit, and Liz Lemon.

M: Mall, maple syrup, and mop.

N: Nightingale, nest, napkin.

O: Ogre, olive, orange.

P: Piano, panini, and pizza.

Q: Queen, quill, quilt.

List three verbs that begin with each letter.

R: Running, raking, reliving.

S: Singing, sailing, surfing.

T: Tricking, tossing, teeming.

U: Understanding, urging, unwrapping.

V: Villifying, venerating, vaccinating - get vaccinated, folks.

W: Wandering, washing, wriggling.

X: I don’t know if there are any and I can’t bother to look it up.

Y: Yawning, yelling, yearning.

Z: Zipping, ziplining, zapping.

List three...

girl's names you love: Olivia, Mia, Emma.

boy’s names you love: Mason, Jacob, Lucas.

girl’s names you dislike: Karen, and our local versions of Karen, Marites and Marivic.

boy’s names you dislike: Chad, times three.

things you hate about summer things you hate about winter things you hate about spring things you hate about fall things you love about spring things you love about winter things you love about fall things you love about summer Crossing these out because my Southeast Asian ass can’t relate, but if you do decide to take this survey feel free to un-strikethrough them!

things you miss from your past: Having more freedom to make mistakes; not having to worry about the future; and friends I’ve since lost.

people who have really hurt you in the past: Gabie, my mom, Marielle.

names of people you have had crushes on: Gabie, Andi from 5th grade...and that’s it, really.

names of people you have gone on a date with: Only Gabie. And I guess maybe Mike? Since he asked me to go with him to his ball as his date.

places you've been and would love to go again: Sagada, Jeju, Bali.

places you want to visit before you die: Morocco, Spain, Thailand.

items on your bucket list: See Times Square, live in a condo, plan a solo trip.

health conditions you have: Scoliosis, lactose intolerance, and very possible depression.

health conditions you've had in the past but don't anymore: Dehydration, UTI, and some kind of weird low-platelet-count thing that was just that, and never diagnosed as anything.

things you are allergic to: Possibly some types of grass, and maybe face masks. Idk how to confirm it really; I just know my skin gets irritated around them sometimes.

youtube channels you love to watch: Good Mythical Morning; the KBS YouTube channel mainly for clips of Return of Superman and 2 Days 1 Night; and Binging With Babish.

favorite drinks: Water, coffee, Long Island Iced Tea.

favorite foods: Sushi, chicken wings, pizza.

favorite desserts: Cheesecake, MACARONS, cupcakes.

favorite holidays: The only one I care for and get super excited about is my birthday, if that counts. Christmas is fine, but I only get the excitement for it on the actual day itself.

favorite colors: Pastel pink, white, maroon.

people you would like to meet: Ysa and Bea, my teammates at work. I’ve met them only once before, and I wish we can be allowed to report to the workplace physically soon so that I get to see them more often and strengthen my relationship (both working and personal) with them. I’d also love to be able to chat and chill with Hayley Williams even for just 30 seconds.

people you want to meet in Heaven: I don’t believe in that, but I’d love to have met my great-grandfather on my maternal grandfather’s side. Also, Audrey Hepburn and Princess Diana.

good names for a dog or cat: Depends on their personality.

reasons why you get up each morning and keep on living: Because I’ve been able to see myself get better, and why stop all the progress?; because I’d want to be able see if the future will get better; and because I’m afraid of what will happen to/who will look out for my dogs if I’m suddenly gone.

For each name, think of three people you know with that name, and list their occupations.

Amanda: I only know one Amanda, and she’s a friend of my ex’s younger sister. She’s only in senior year of high school. I know an Amandine which is close enough I suppose?? and she’s a dentistry student.

Sarah: She’s a media contact and I’m constantly in touch with; she’s the editor-in-chief of a local magazine. I think she’s the only Sarah I know.

Ashley: Also a media contact. I’m not sure about her title, though.

Beth: @bionic-beth is a teacher! :) But I don’t know any Beths in real life, I think.

Katie: Well I know Kate, and I’ll sometimes playfully call her Katie. She works in a government agency and she’s one of their PR people. The HR person who recruited me to come work at my current employer is a Kate, but I have never and have no plans to call her Katie.

Matt: That’s too foreign-sounding a name where I live.

Emily: Don’t know any Emilys, either.

Chris: Media contacts. They run blogs or news sites of their own.

Mike/Michael: The one Mike I know is currently a med student. Not sure if he’s working on the side - I think he is, since I saw him post about a job update on his Facebook a few months ago; but I can no longer remember what he does, or if he’s still doing it.

Jessica: I went to high school with a girl named Jessica but I don’t follow her on social media, so I have no clue what she’s up to now.

Becca/Bekah: Rita’s sister is a Becca. I think she is currently a grad student.

For each name, think of three people you know, and list one adjective to describe each person. (Skip if you don't know anyone with that name.)

Laura

Michelle: Hilarious.

Victoria: Strong.

Tessa: Friendly.

John

Claire: Influential; motherly.

Briana/Brianna: Bitch.

Vanessa

Brittany/Britney, etc.

Allison/Allie/Ally, etc: Kind.

Olivia

Jordan

Jo/Joe: Ambitious; pretty.

Corey/Kori

Sophie: Sweet; quiet.

Mitch/Mitchell: Tall.

Madison/Maddie/Maddi

Out of all the people you know or have met, list three...

redheads: Yeah, you’re not going to find them in most of Asia. West Asia and some parts of East Asia, probably, but definitely not for the rest.

tall people: Jo, Chesca, and Shaun.

people with really curly hair: I know Kleo has naturally curly hair from her Aeta roots, but it’s been straightened for a very long time now. I think Chesca also has curly hair, albeit slightly. There is also Liana.

sets of twins: My sister had two sets of twins in her high school batch, but I can no longer remember their names. I also had an English class with a pair of twins named Ardy and Thirdy.

of the cutest babies you've seen on social media: My workmate’s baby. My friend Jar has a super squishy niece/nephew pair of twins as well.

people you miss: Angela, Kate, my grandpa.

people with beautiful eyes: I can only think of my ex.

people with nice hair: God I have not been around people for so long, I can barely think of anyone for this.

people who are the same height as you: Aya, Hannah, Tina.

own one of the same clothing items as you: Angela since we went to the same high school and have several of the same school shirts; Laurice since we share a college org and we have our own trademark polo shirt; and my brother and I have our own pairs of Nike Cortez shoes.

make you laugh: Andi, Hans, and this girl I had a couple of history classes with, Rose.

List three celebrities who...

are the same height as you: Lady Gaga and AJ Lee are the only ones who are coming to mind. I wouldn’t call AJ a celebrity though.

have the same hair color as you: Mila Kunis, Kelly Rowland, Dita Von Teese.

look like you: Only based on comments I’ve gotten in the past and not because I necessarily claim these for myself, Lucy Hale, Anna Akana, and Kakie.

List three....

adjectives to describe you: Timid, stubborn, sensitive.

academic courses you enjoyed: Philippine social history, international relations, anthropology.

words you always forget how to spell: Rhythm, committee, accommodate.

things you wish you were better at: Singing, dancing, drawing.

things you are really good at: Writing, reading people, and knowing the best things to order at most restaurants hahahah.

jobs you'd like to have: Ideally, a lawyer or doctor. But realistically, I’d love to have a leadership position in the PR sphere.

jobs you've considered having: ^ Again, lawyer and doctor. Also a journalist or news anchor, back when I still thought I was passionate about journalism.

jobs you'd hate: Journalist, an LTO clerk, an assistant to an asshole celebrity.

things you miss: Being a student, many parts of the past, and deceased family members.

names your mom considered when naming you: Ariel, Kathleen, Katrina.

things people call you: Robyn, Byn, Bynbyn.

*Bonus*: what is your name? (first and middle)? I always feel like just sharing Robyn.

#survey #surveys

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lemonykleonella · 4 years

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Relationship Trope Meme: Klenatcher (Snatcher x Kleo)

Tagged by @kae-the-nerd and @ffs-selfship-corner. Thank you so much!

Directions: Highlight/bold the tropes that apply to you and your romantic F/O(s)!

height difference • mutual pining • first kiss • first love • wedding • in-jokes • lgbt+ • family disapproves • friends disapprove • would die for each other • fake relationship • arranged wedding • cuddlers • pda friendly • and they were roommates • secret relationship • opposing worldviews • opposing personalities • opposing goals • getting a pet • have kids • grow old together • relationship failures • rest head on shoulder • share a bed • token dummies • relationship doubts • they have a song • first date • share a jacket poncho • sharing a blanket • mutual interests (we’re all nerds here) • study buddies • bathing together • crash into hello • accidental nudity • laundry • same hobbies • cooking for each other • big fancy gala • sibling rivalry • hair stroking • dancing • laying in the grass • watching stars together • watching the other sleep • shared values • friends to lovers • enemies to lovers • lovers to enemies • childhood friends • slow burn • love triangle • toxic relationship • sitting on each other’s lap • can’t be together • hugs • forehead touches • neck kisses • car/motorbike rides • compliments • nicknames • falling asleep together • late night talks • gifts Tagging @lil-tired-darlin @radiclegems @crais-of-love @cadonyx

#kleo talks #tag

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commonwealthcrusader · 6 years

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Apartment

Warren has an apartment in Goodneighbor he stays at whenever he’s not working. It’s roughly 50 square feet and has running water and electricity to power lights and appliances. The apartment is on the second floor of the building wedged between KLEO’s store and Bobbi’s house, facing the Old Statehouse.

The first room you walk into is the kitchen, with a simple stove and cooking top, sink, refrigerator, some counter tops for prepping and cupboards for storage.

Next, and connected to the kitchen, is the living room. While it’s fairly scarcely furnished, it is still cozy with a small cast iron oven, a couch, coffee table and a recliner. The room is nicely lit up by the double doors leading out to a small french balcony.

The bedroom comes next and holds a simple full sized bed and a desk with a chair, and a door to the built in closet. The bathroom has everything a bathroom should have; toilet, sink, shower/bathtub combo, as well as some cupboards and closets for storage.

#headcanons #refs

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withickmire · 6 years

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From Shores Unseen

Fandom: Deltora Quest Characters: Lief, Jasmine, Lindal, Anna II, Jarred II, Endon II, OC. Summary: She fled her violent kingdom to find safety in Deltora. But the past does not easily fade. (Set a little around 23 years after ‘The Sister of the South’. Notes: ‘Berenike’ is pronounced bare-neye-kee. Aleotia is based heavily on the Empire of Macedon at its peak, particularly the violent succession process. Kleos means ‘eternal glory’ in Ancient Greek, and Aleotia… I made up. There are more notes at the end.

Berenike’s soft sandals hardly made noise on the water-logged wood of the dock. Stepping off the boat in the Deltoran harbour was like walking into a fever-dream. People ran across the docks, shouting and laughing in Deltoran, and other languages she did not recognize. The ships docked were taller and wider than the long, thin warships of Aleotia. These were clearly not made for fighting; their bows and sterns lacked the cruel curve used for smashing holes in the sides of an enemies’ fleet. A young man lay in a small rowboat that rocked lazily near Berenike. He was playing a sort of long, stringed instrument, and he winked when he noticed her staring.

Berenike’s grandmother had been a trader who visited Deltora’s capital often in her youth, and learned the language and customs of its people. Eventually, trade with Deltora halted after it was invaded by an outside force, and as internal conflicts in Aleotia became larger. Her grandmother became a jewel-maker, later joined by her daughter, and steadily accumulated an impressive fortune. She had taught the Deltoran language to her daughter, who in turn passed it to Berenike. It was one of many things her dear mother had gifted her, including her curly red hair. Deltoran was not a particularly difficult language to learn, if only one tried. However, the language was full of long vowels that Berenike always seemed to shorten, and she had never quite mastered the rolling ‘r’s that made up many Deltoran words.

After another bloody succession war within the Kleos clan, a war that had taken her mother from her, Berenike knew she would have to leave Aleotia. Staying would mean misery, and perhaps even death. She spent time near the docks, befriending traders from across the seas. Even though Deltora had reopened its ports, it was not often that traders came to Aleotia. But within six months Berenike had found a woman who was willing to take her money in exchange for passage to the Land of Dragons.

Four months passed, and Berenike fell into the rhythm of Del. She sold the jewelry she had brought for a fraction of their worth, which bought her a room in a small communal house. She watched the king and queen speak at the Full Moon Meetings, and looked at awe at how the people stared up at them, not with fear, but with love. She took a job in a friendly public house, frying fish and making the spicy noodle soup that Deltorans all seemed to love. But when she was not working, she wore her billowing white dresses that still smelled of home, and reads books written in Aleotian. At night she crawled into her bed, and wondered what was happening in the turbulent land far across the sea.

The day of her nineteenth birthday came, and when she arrived at work she was shooed away by the head cook, who insisted she take the day for herself.

With nothing to do, Berenike wandered through parts of the city she had not seen. She walked close to the huge palace on the hill, and explored shops she had never entered. It was less chaotic than the parts of Del she had come to know, but still very busy. A sweet and delicious smell caught her attention, and made her mouth water. She followed her nose into a large and crowded bakery filled with beautiful, brightly-coloured pastries. She stared, enchanted, at the desserts laid on glass platters on the counters. Everywhere she looked she saw something new and extraordinary: a tiny replica of the palace that seemed to be made entirely of sugar, a pastry smothered in cream and dotted with candies that shone like jewels, a white-and-blue speckled bird’s egg made of painted chocolate.

“It is as if they are trying to make up for the time when Del was denied these wonders,” a low voice said from behind her.

Berenike turned, and her eyes widened as she saw the tall and muscular woman behind her. The woman’s head was completely shaven, and her scalp was covered with swirls of red paint that glistened on her dark skin. Two adolescent girls that looked very like the woman were just behind her, admiring tiered cakes behind a glass display, although their arms were already loaded with purchases.

“Why were they denied?” Berenike asked to hide her surprise.

The woman raised her eyebrows, and Berenike blushed, for she had clearly asked an obvious question.

“In the time of the Shadowlord, and even long before, the people of the city were cut off from trading, even within the kingdom. Now that they have access to such delicacies, pretty things like these are very popular.”

Berenike had heard stories of Deltora’s occupation, and how they had been saved time and time again by the king, the queen, and the captain of the royal guard. Aleotia might have been in a constant state of war, but luxury was always seen as a priority for those who could afford it.

“Then I am glad that it has changed,” Berenike said politely.

The woman eyed her curiously. “Where are you from, that you did not know?”

Berenike blinked, surprised by the woman’s bluntness. “Aleotia. News from Deltora rarely makes it past our harbour.”

“Aleotia!” The woman’s booming voice caused several people to turn. They seemed to recognize her, however, as they soon turned back to their own business. “I have a friend who would certainly be very interested in meeting you. What is your name?”

In a daze, Berenike told the woman her name and where she was living. The woman— Lindal, she had said— told her that she was sure that her friend would contact her. Before she left, Lindal gave Berenike a small piece of advice.

“Like many pretty things, these little pastries are not so pleasant on the inside. If you are looking for something truly delicious, it is the honey twists that you should be eating!”

Lindal pointed at a stack of braided twists of dough. They were not lovely and delicate like the other creations, but they did glisten in the sunlight that streamed in through the windows. With a wave, the woman gathered her chattering daughters and herded them out of the store.

Berenike went to the stack of honey twists and purchased two. She took a bite of one as she left the store, and was consumed by the overwhelming deliciousness of the pastry. It was flaky and light, but drenched in honey and filled with fresh berries. She gobbled the first one quickly, and had to force herself to wrap the other one up to save for later.

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That night, as she prepared for bed, a blackbird tapped on her window. Unsure of what to do, she opened it, and let the bird in. A small roll of paper was tied to its foot with coarse string. Berenike reached forward tentatively, afraid of being pecked at, but the bird willingly let her take the note. She unrolled it and her eyes widened with shock when she saw what it read.

To Berenike of Aleotia,

Welcome to Deltora. I hope you have been treated well, and that you are enjoying your time here. I hear that you have met Lindal of Broome, one of my dearest friends. It is because of this that I am writing to you.

I do not wish to impose myself, but I am very interested about learning more about your country. I have spoken to Deltoran traders who have been to Aleotia, but I have yet to meet anyone from the country itself.

I would be delighted if you would join my family and I for a brief discussion at Del’s forge in the coming week. I have no expectations, I only wish to speak briefly to someone who knows Aleotia firsthand. I promise I will not take much of your time.

Sincerely,

Lief, King of Deltora

Berenike’s heart was pounding by the time she finished reading. She half-wondered if it was a joke, but there was a thick wax seal stamped in the bottom right corner of the letter that proved its authenticity.

The bird let out a coarse caw, and Berenike realized it was waiting for an answer. She lunged for her bedside table, and pulled out a sheet of paper and a pencil. She stopped and let her hand hover above the paper. Should she go? From the Full Moon Meetings, and the talk of the people, Berenike had taken the king to be a kind man. But he was a king just the same, and Berenike knew what happened to those who disobeyed or displeased kings. Briefly, she wondered if she should change addresses, and pretend that she had never met Lindal at all.

“But is this not why I left?” Berenike whispered to herself. “For something unlike what I have ever done?”

The bird cawed again, which Berenike took as an affirmation.

She would be available to meet in three days time, which is what she scribbled in her note, and she thanked the king for his interest. She read over the letter twice, but found no grammar mistakes or spelling errors, and so she tied it to the bird’s leg, and watched it soar away.

She did not sleep at all that night.

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Three days later, in the early afternoon, Berenike stood in the same neighbourhood she had been in on her birthday.

The king’s letter said to come to the forge, where Berenike knew the royal family lived, but she could not quite believe that she was in the right place. The property was surrounded by an ivy-covered wooden fence, and she could see the rooftop of a small cottage poking out from behind it. In Aleotia, the royal family lived in a massive stone fortress, guarded by thick, tall walls. A wave of fear washed over her. The king had said he asked for nothing from her, but what if she said something that offended or disappointed him? What would he do?

Berenike took a deep breath and walked toward the gate. She had left her life of fear behind; she would not be afraid in her new home. She summed up her courage and knocked twice, but no one answered. She waited a moment and knocked again, but no one came to greet her. She hesitantly pressed her palm against the gate, and it swung open under her hand.

A young woman stood in the forge’s yard, frowning over a worktable, and clearly deep in thought. Her shirt sleeves were rolled up, exposing lean brown arms, and her dark hair had been scraped into a careless knot. The woman looked up at the creak of the gate; her brow furrowed by the appearance of a stranger. She was of Berenike’s age, or perhaps a little older, and from stories she had heard, Berenike thought she might know who the woman was.

“Sorry to intrude,” Berenike said nervously. “I knocked… but the gate…”

“I must not have heard you,” the woman smiled and crossed the small yard. “I can get very lost in my thoughts. Can I help you?”

Berenike suddenly felt very foolish. “My name is Berenike, and I—“

The woman’s green eyes widened. “Of course! I heard my aunt speak of you!” Berenike felt heat rush to her face, which the woman must have seen. She shook her head ruefully and extended her hand. “That was rude of me, I am very sorry. It is very nice to meet you, Berenike. My name is Anna.”

This was Princess Anna, Berenike realized, her suspicions confirmed. Although she had seen many members of the Kleos clan rulers from afar, and the Deltoran king and queen on the full moons, she had never been so close to royalty. There was a grey smear on the princess’s forehead, perhaps made by a pencil. Berenike almost told her, but feared that the princess would become annoyed.

Instead she bowed her head and curtseyed deeply, as her mother had taught her. “I am sorry for intruding, your highness—.”

“Just Anna, please! And there is no need for all that.”

Berenike rose, and saw the princess had extended her hand. Tentatively, she reached out and shook it, suddenly very aware of the sweat on her palms. She tried to remember how Deltorans addressed the royal family at the Full Moon Meetings.

“Thank you for having me in your home, Princess Anna.”

“Of course,” Anna led her back toward the forge, where she had been working. The large work table was covered by various pencil sketches of an ornate knife. Berenike knew little of weapons, but she knew that it was beautiful, even by the rough drawings. It was a slim blade, and the handle was marked with a simple drawing of what appeared to be a bird in flight, made of three straight lines. The drawings had something to do with the mark on the princesses forehead, no doubt.

“Are you going to make this, your highness?” Berenike could not bear to call the princess by only her given name.

Princess Anna folded her arms and regarded her work. “That is my hope. My grandfather’s birthday is very soon, and I thought I might finally convince him of replacing his ugly hunting knife if I made this as a gift. He may not care about such things, but I do.”

“What is the bird for?”

Princess Anna paused, and looked at Berenike in the same way Lindal had, as if she had asked a question with an answer she should know. “It means resistance,” she said. “It means freedom.”

Resistance. Freedom. Berenike looked down upon the drawings again. She had read the words in books in Aleotia, but never heard them spoken aloud.

“My parents are having lunch with my aunt and uncle,” Princess Anna said suddenly. “But they should be home very shortly.”

Berenike realized with dawning horror that she was early. She looked back at the drawings so that the princess would not see her shame.

“Do you like it?” Princess Anna asked, almost anxiously.

“It looks beautiful,” Berenike told her truthfully, and the princess breathed a sigh of relief.

“I am so glad you think so,” she said. “I do not work in the forge all too often, and I would like to get this right.”

“I am sure he will like it,” Berenike said politely. “Would it be better if I returned at another time?”

“Oh, do not leave. They will be home very soon, I swear. It would be rude of me to let you leave after you crossed the city already!” Princess Anna gathered her papers. “Come inside.”

And so Berenike found herself ushered into the tiny home of the royal family.

The front door led into the kitchen, a cramped but homey room. Drying herbs hung from the ceiling, and Berenike had to step aside to avoid hitting her head on a bundle of peppermint. The cottage was small, although clear additions had been made on the north side, for the wood did not quite match. Anna led her to a small sitting room, where a cheery fire burned.

A boy sat in front of the fire. Two large books lay in front of him, one was battered and water-swollen, the other had crisp white pages that he was filling with a steady hand. His dark hair fell into his face, and he pushed it away from his eyes with one hand, still writing with the other.

“Jarred, wake up, we have a visitor.”

The boy, who looked to be around seventeen, looked up and seemed to blink himself out of a haze. “Sorry,” he said giving Berenike a sheepish smile. He put his pen down and rose to his feet. “I am Jarred, and you must be Berenike. It is good to meet you.”

“And you, Prince Jarred,” Berenike said. She looked down at his huge books. “What is it that you are writing?”

“I hope you like it here, Berenike, for now you will never be able to leave,” Anna said dryly, placing her papers on a short bookshelf.

Jarred’s his eyes lit up and he ignored his sister’s jab. He either did not wish to tell his sister of the mark on her forehead, or did not notice it. Berenike suspected the latter. “I work for my Aunt Marilen in the palace library. Many of the books in the collection are falling to pieces, especially the ones hidden in the time of the Shadowlord. We are making copies of the worst ones, so that they are not truly lost. Apparently the same thing was done long ago, but historical knowledge fell out of fashion with the kings and queens before my father’s time,” the young prince’s eyes looked haunted. “So much knowledge… lost with such carelessness…”

Anna gave Berenike a grin and a wink. “Cheer up, Jarred. You would not want to get tears on your lovely book.”

To Berenike’s surprise, Prince Jarred burst out laughing, clearly not as humourless as she had thought.

The front door creaked open, and Berenike could hear voices in the kitchen. She felt light-headed with nervousness as the king and queen entered the room, followed by a boy dressed in a fine blue uniform, who looked too like to Jarred to not be his twin.

The king and queen did not look like royalty should, although they bore battle scars on their faces and arms, something common amongst royalty in Aleotia. Their clothes were rough and worn, rather than fine and beautiful. They wore no crowns, although the magical and famous Belt gleamed on the king’s waist.

Berenike remembered what the princess had said in the yard, and desperately fought the urge to drop to her knees. Instead she bowed, as she had seen some do during the Full Moon Meetings.

“Thank you for coming, Berenike,” the king said with a friendly smile. “Would you like anything to drink?”

“I am fine, your majesty,” Berenike said as she rose. Jarred gestured at a chair, and she joined him by the fire.

Final introductions were made as the royal family took their seats. Berenike noticed that the queen’s Deltoran seemed to be in a ever-so-slightly harsher dialect than that of her husband and children. Anna sat beside Berenike, and Endon sat on his sister’s other side. From the corner of her eye, Berenike could see Endon looking at Anna, as he made an exaggerated rubbing motion against his own forehead. Anna stared blankly at her brother for a moment, before her eyes widened, and she scrubbed her forehead clean with her shirtsleeve. Berenike could not help but smile at the good-natured smirk on Prince Endon’s face.

“How was lunch?” Prince Jarred asked as he closed his books.

The queen turned to him as she sat. She was quite a bit shorter than Berenike, but she held herself like a much taller woman. “Endon was already eating with Barda and Lindal when we arrived.”

“Uncle Barda had us doing doing drills all morning, Mother,” Prince Endon protested, his smirk widening to a grin. “And It was supposed to be my day off, so he promised me a good meal, and I was starving.”

Queen Jasmine shook her head and returned his smile.

King Lief turned straight to Berenike, he had clearly been telling the truth about wanting to be brief. “How long did it take you to come to Deltora?”

“Around two months, although we docked twice.”

“Was it a hard journey?”

“Not so much, your majesty,” Berenike said honestly. “We did not come across very harsh weather, and the ship’s captain seemed to know all of the best routes.”

“That is good,” the king then paused. “I have sent many letters to your royal clan over the years, but never have I received a response. I stopped seven years ago, after writing to Queen Simache, right after she took the throne.”

Berenike thought of what she might say, but decided that her best option was to tell the truth. “War-Queen Simache was killed by her daughter six years ago. We have had a queen and two different kings since then. The Kleos clan act as if they are starving dogs, and Aleotia is a scrap of meat they fight over.”

Prince Endon took a sharp breath.

“That is awful,” Princess Anna said quietly.

Queen Jasmine looked at Berenike with steely green eyes. “And the people? What are they left with?”

“Nothing,” Berenike said softly. “The treasury funds the military, and little else. The military is split up amongst the Kleos clan, protecting the members they are loyal too, and no one else. Many people starve, or are killed by bandits, or die fighting in the wars. My mother and I were a little lucky: her mother had been wealthy, and we were able to live upon that.”

“Where is your family, Berenike?” King Lief asked solemnly.

Berenike looked at her hands, and begged herself not to cry in front of them. “My father died of an illness before I was born. Last year, a general tried to take the throne from War-King Alcetas. They do not like to wage their wars near their castle, and so they fight their battles wherever else they see fit. General Cleitus rode his army through our town, and my mother was cut down.”

She was proud of herself for not crying. When she looked back up, Anna was smiling sympathetically beside her. Berenike realized with surprise that the princess’s eyes were filled with sympathetic tears.

How very strange it was to see a future queen crying over the loss of people she did not know.

“I am so very sorry,” the princess said.

Berenike tried to smile. “My story is very common in Aleotia.”

“We cannot allow this to continue,” the queen hissed ferociously. She turned to her husband. “Surely, there is something we can do.”

The king had been silent for some time, his mouth set in a hard line. “There is nothing we can directly do. If we tried to challenge the king, I am sure he would turn his army toward us.”

The queen opened her mouth to argue, but the king did not pause.

“We would be foolish to meet them in war: Aleotia has a stronger military than Deltora has ever had, and we are still recovering from centuries of corruption, and years of occupation.”

The queen stood, pacing restlessly in the small room. Berenike saw Jarred’s lips twitch in a half-smile. “We have freed slaves before, surely we could free these people, too.”

Berenike’s heart swelled. Even though they could do nothing, she was awestruck by the passion of these powerful people.

“Not an entire kingdom, and not across the sea,” the king regarded Berenike thoughtfully. “But I have heard that Aleotia has a very large iron supply.”

Berenike frowned, unsure of what he meant. “Yes, your majesty. And many other minerals, besides. A great number of people work in the mines.”

“So the traders tell me. Deltora has few iron resources, and I have long hoped to find a trading partner willing to part with some. We would provide in return, of course. I have been trying to communicate with the royals, and perhaps that was my mistake. If the Kleos clan cares little for what happens outside of their family, I wonder if it would be easier if I just spoke to the people.”

“Trade directly with the traders, rather than through the monarchy,” Prince Endon broke in excitedly.

“Exactly. We cannot free them from the violence of the Kleos clan,” King Lief admitted, “but if they really have no care for what the people do, we could work with them in secret. We could become partners, and help the people at least gain strength. Provide them with what we can spare, perhaps take a little in return so as to not appear suspicious if anyone were to look. Maybe it would simply improve their lives, but perhaps it would enable them to even rise up.”

Berenike’s heart had begun to pound. She had been afraid of insulting the royal family in some way, but here they were, talking about helping her people! Resistance, she thought. Freedom.

The king looked back at Berenike, as the queen sat back down. “Do you think your people would be willing?”

Berenike thought of all those who had suffered, of all those who suffered still. “Yes, your majesty.”

“How would we really do such a thing, Father?” Anna asked. She was the only one who did not yet look convinced. “You say we cannot risk a war, but if this plot is discovered, that is surely what will follow.”

“I am sure that it will go unnoticed,” Berenike told the princess feverishly. “I have no wish to put Deltorans in danger, but I do not think they will be, if they keep their wits about them. As long as the people still pay tribute, the Kleos’ do not care we do.”

Anna still looked a little worried, but she nodded.

The king glanced at Queen Jasmine, and took her hand. “I think one of us should travel to Aleotia. It would let the people there know that we are taking this seriously.”

“I will go,” Prince Endon said quickly. “You and Anna should not.”

“Let us not be hasty,” the king said, and gave his son an amused but fond smile. “We will discuss it together, Endon. There is much more planning to be done if we are to carry this out. We need ships, and traders. I will need to talk to Barda immediately, and find guards willing to leave the kingdom for some time. This family is a threat to their own people, but as long as they have a military as strong as they do, they are also a threat to us.”

“I should go too,” Berenike said, suddenly feeling embarrassed at being privy to a family discussion. “I have no wish to live in Aleotia again, I would rather stay in Deltora, if you would have me. But I am Aleotian, I speak the language, and I know my people fear monarchy of any kind. I think you… you need my help in this.”

The king looked at her for a long moment. “I have learned many things in my life, but one of the best lessons is that the people of a land should always be valued over one ruler. I think what you say is true. Overtime, I am sure we will be able to create a system of people able to help carry out what ever we must do, but for now, it is good to know we have a place to start. We would be glad to have your help.”

Berenike looked around the room. Here was a family who ruled their people with love. They did not have power over their kingdom because they had left trails of blood in their wake, but because their people loved them too.

She thought of her homeland, a place she had been so desperate to leave, and realized that she would not be afraid to return. Not if it meant that she would one day call Deltora her home.

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Additional Notes: I’ve really wanted to write about the royal family from the POV of someone who didn’t know them for ages, and the best way to do so seemed to be by introducing someone who wasn’t even from Deltora, so I made Berenike up yesterday. Writing a fic from an OC’s perspective is not my usual style; I hope it’s not too strange!

#deltora quest #i have 3 other fics on the go but i was inspired by amy's amazing fic to focus on this one set in the future #i just realized the title is really similar to one of my other recent fics whoops #lief #jasmine #anna ii #jarred ii #endon ii #lindal #my writing

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jaysgirlx · 14 days

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WE MADE IT TO SPAINNNNNNN

#✩ cooking with kleo ✩#our hotel rooms aren't open yet #so we're grabbing food #yum yum

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oraclekleo · 4 months

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2024 Message from Oracle Kleo

Hello and I believe all of you are in the new year 2024 by now.

2023 was tough for all of us on multiple levels. But it also brought some good memories and blessings. Like with everything in life, there are pros and cons.

You can always aspire to make the next year better and so I come with suggestions on how to make your 2024 a better year for yourself and others. They are really only suggestions so don’t take it as anything more.

Fall in Love → With Yourself

Seriously! It doesn’t matter how many imperfections you can find about yourself. This is the life you were given now and you have a choice - you can either spend the limited time you have fighting your body and mind or you can fall in love with them and start feeling good about yourself. Happiness is not something you will receive from outside, it’s a state of mind, you can choose to feel happy and content. Stop searching for validation and appreciation from others and just do it yourself. Be your own biggest fan. You will never be perfect because nobody is perfect. You should pursue your goals but you are not your goal. The journey towards your goals is often much more meaningful so enjoy it. Start positive self-talk. Start noticing what you actually like about yourself. It’s likely to be a challenge at start as we are heavily trained to only see the imperfections but once you break that spiral of doom, the outcome will be breathtaking.

Stop avoiding responsibility

You are not living in a vacuum. You are part of society and your actions and words will have an impact and you will be held accountable. Stop finding excuses and face reality. You are responsible for your life. Your mother might have brought you to this world but you are an individual person now so act like one. Ask yourself what kind of a person you want to be and what kind of life you want to have. Ask yourself how your words and actions affect people and situations around you and try to become more considerate with others. You have every right to be yourself but you also need to respect others and find the balance between where your boundaries are and where the boundaries of other people are. Nobody said this is going to be easy. It might take a while but the sooner you start, the faster you will see the results. Embracing the responsibility might look scary at first but it also brings freedom. Start learning how to be more self-sufficient even if you only make baby steps. Learn how to cook a recipe or two. Learn how to grow spring onions in a pot indoors. Learn how to effectively clean and sort your home, how to budget, how to do grocery shopping, how to sew, how to do minor repairs at home. If possible, accept responsibility for other living and feeling creatures. Adopt a pet if possible and learn how to properly take care of them based on what’s natural for them. Being responsible brings clarity into life, it helps with setting priorities and with seeing the bigger picture. Being responsible means you need to have at least some plan. It sounds like a lot but it’s actually not that hard and you can start right now by looking up how to clean the gaps in between tiles in the bathroom.

Keep learning and exploring

When you stop learning, you are not staying in one place. World around you continues developing so once you stop learning new things, you actually move backwards in life. Never stop being curious. You don’t have to be studying or attending classes. Reading books or listening to podcasts or watching instructive YouTube videos is still going to push you forward, step by step. Become interested in something new in 2024. And search for information about it or try it yourself. It doesn’t have to be anything big. You might want to learn how to grow potatoes in a container. Or maybe you would like to learn about the Ancient Roman Empire and its history, culture and mythology. Or maybe you are curious about weightlifting. It really can be anything. Small or big. Significant for your further life or really just an interesting one time experience.

Do Good → Feel Amazing

Start helping! Seriously! You will never feel bored for the rest of your life if you just start helping others. You can join a charity organisation or become a volunteer but if that’s not possible, you can do your little bits with massive impact from the comfort of your home. Most of you have a good presence on social media. Any charitable or rescue organisation will be more than happy if you endorse and promote their projects and work online. Instead of endless scrolling or binge watching, you can start following sites and profiles for a good cause and start sharing and spreading the word about them. It costs you nothing and it’s likely to help those people immensely. Are you good at photography but it’s only your hobby? Why not offer your skill to your local animal shelter and make beautiful pics of their inmates so the shelter has good promotion material? Start being mindful about your spending. Maybe you don’t have to buy yourself that coffee and you can donate the little sum to a good cause. Your one coffee can mean a supply of fresh water for a day for somebody else. Maybe you have things at home that are of no use for you but you could donate them. Maybe you can organise collecting material goods at work or school and then donate it to a food bank or animal shelter. Maybe you or someone you know works for a producer who throws any kind of goods away for various reasons but it could be donated. Your local grocery store might be throwing into trash imperfect or old vegetables and fruits while it could still be a good food for animals in your local shelter or wildlife rescue centre. There are literally millions of ways you can help and trust me that you will feel better and more connected with your community even if you devote only a little bit to a good cause.

Love over Hate

We all have things we dislike or hate. Some of them are inevitable and you have every right to complain about them but most of the time, people get engaged in hating something they are not forced to endure. Why are some people so interested in hating on things online? I will never understand it. If you see something that’s not your taste but at the same time it’s not breaking a law, why don’t you just ignore it? If you do this, even only sometimes, just think about it for a little while. The time you devote to complaining and hating can be used to actually love or appreciate something else. Why would you waste your energy and time on fights and hate? It will never benefit you nor anybody else. Filling your heart with grudge and hate will affect you the most, not the thing or person you hate. It will poison your soul, not theirs. It will ruin your mood. It will leave a bitter taste in your mouth. Why not make 2024 a year of love and appreciation? Let’s spread love and good vibes together.

We all feel small sometimes, like whatever we do can never be enough because the world is such a mess. But every little thing matters to someone. Every little act of kindness can change someone’s life for the better. So stop thinking about everything you can’t do and start thinking about the things you CAN do. This is not a Marvel movie and you’re not the superhero. You can’t save the whole world. You can choose, though. You can either do your little to make it worse or your little to make it a better place. Nobody can command you in this. Nobody can force you to be a good person. You have to make that choice. And I’m very sure there will be people who will decide to ignore this whole post completely and it’s okay. But for those who reached here and maybe even started to think about what I have written, I believe in you. Maybe you will never be Captain America but if you actually decide to take the challenge and start becoming the best version of yourself in 2024, you are a superhero for me.

Let’s make 2024 the best we can despite the world’s effort to make it really hard for us.

P.S. Don’t worry, this is not going to become a serious world changing blog. I firmly believe I can do good while having fun on the way so we will continue with spicy tarot readings and more games. I just needed to say this. Thank you for reading this far!

Kleo 🦄

#oracle kleo #2024 messages #adopt don't buy #self love

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matati-storyy · 4 years

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3 - Deceptive peace

The calm before the storm is what makes you think you’re in safe hands.

That year, summer started very early, so the last few weeks of school were as bad as it could have possibly been. Luckily, as the schoolyear was about to end no teacher really cared about what was going on in class anymore. Therefore, everyone tried to avoid dying because of that heat. Sapi built herself some kind of air conditioning, Thaf paid Kleo and Bitty to fan him with their books, Alpha bought ice cream for him and me. Tux stayed at home. “Yeah like I’d go to hell voluntarily, but see you at The Party later”, he said jokingly the day before.

“The Party” was an event that happened every year at the house of the head boy, Nick Edley. Nick was the son of a businessman and a stewardess, the two reasons why they had money, and no one was at home most of the time. He was nice when you met him alone, but most of the time he wasn’t. He either was with his football team, which also included the wonder-brothers, Kleo and Bitty, or with his girlfriend. For the last one, good for him. Between sophomore and junior year of high school, he was in a very one-sided, abusive relationship. After that had finished, he got better and in the beginning of this school year as senior he met his new girlfriend, Tessa Rivers. Her dark, wavy hair matched exactly with her eyes, which were also brown. Her skin was a little bit pale, which gave her the original school-girl look.

Mind you, the ATH wasn’t a normal high school. First, it wasn’t compulsory, secondly it was five years long and you had to finish with a dissertation on a technical topic. The days were long, and the teachers were complete assholes, but that would be more of a similarity to every other school I suppose.

To get ready for the party this night I met with Alpha at his place. I went there being already fully dressed, and to my amazement, Alpha was too. I kind of wanted to match Alpha’s pink-lavender-blue-style, that’s why I dressed in a pair of slim black jeans with suspenders and a white blouse that was a little bit see through. I even wore a fancy bowtie in many colors. As always, I still kept my rings on. Mind you, normally I’m full black with pins of metal bands, chains and rings on every finger. I also kept one earphone in, in case I didn’t like the music. Alpha went batshit. He didn’t even try to be subtle. You know Freddie Mercury? Well, that kind of fashion. He even re-dyed his hair. Again. This time he didn’t even try to hide it and went straight, well let’s not say straight, for the three colors of the flag. He started being this rebellious after his parents threw him out of the house, which only happened because he told them. Anyways, his new place was awesome. It had been a little bit dusty and dark at the beginning, but he changed it into something wonderful and vibey.

We made ourselves a quick dinner-to-go as we were already late. Alpha wanted to be late, he said it makes us seem cool. In my opinion it only made us seem stupid and irresponsible, but what is my opinion even worth, so obviously, we did it like he wanted to. While cooking, we talked about our plans at the party, which ranged from getting completely wasted and high, over to making a wet t-shirt contest to figure out which girl or boy we went after that night, then to just having a nice party and being with friends, making a toast on the summer to come, all the way to locking us into Nick’s room where he kept his pets while the party was going on and cuddling them throughout the night. We didn’t really care what was going to happen there, because we knew it would be us having a good time whatever we were doing. And knowing that much, Alpha and I got out to head to the party and meeting up with our friend on the way there. No one had a clue that this would be the last volume of the Nick Edley: The Party series.

#writing #author #freestyle

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danco110 · 2 years

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“…See anything that looks like holding cells, Kenneth?”

“Not on this side, Kleo. This place is massive.”

The demon and viashino quietly stalked through the district Azorius office, which so far appeared deserted, save for a lone janitor the two had avoided easily enough.

“I don’t understand,” Kleo grumbled. “Sure it’s nighttime, but I was expecting a lot more resistance than just those guys on the door. Do you think it’s a trap?”

“Probably. But, I take it that doesn’t discourage you?”

“We’ll find him.”

After several more minutes of wandering, Kleo beckoned Kenneth over to the entrance to a row of unlit jail cells. The demon took the lead, striding forward and calling into the darkness.

“Nail! Are you in here?”

A rasping cough echoed through the room, followed by a scratchy voice: “Kleo…?”

“Hold tight, I’m coming!”

“No, wait!” A ragged looking goblin stumbled out of the darkness, to the front of the cell. “Just leave me for now, and get out of here. They’re planning a bust.”

Kenneth stepped forward, but not before glancing over his shoulder for any eavesdroppers. “Yeah, we figured-”

“Not for you two, stupid! There’s a Dimir spy, been lifting records from their archive or something. Look, just come back tomorrow night, okay?”

“Well, we’re already here…” Kleo became acutely aware of a presence behind her, and whirled around to face the entrance to the room with her weapons drawn. “Show yourself! Now!”

A nervous figure clad in a dark blue cloak stumbled into view, and curiously eyed the trio. “…Oh! You aren’t Azorius! My apologies!”

“…W-well,” the spy stuttered, “I’m sure this is just a plain awkward experience for everyone involved, so it’d probably be best if I just…”

The stranger took one hesitant step backwards, only to stumble and fall to the ground.

“I thought the Dimir were all grace and…deadliness…?”

The spy looked down at their legs, and gestured to a wisp of thin blue light wrapped around their ankle. “First of all, we are. Nice of you to notice. Secondly, it was a tripwire. Likely connected to an-”

The lights suddenly switched on, nearly blinding Kenneth as he shielded his eyes. A deafening ringing echoed through the room. An authoritative voice began shouting orders from down the hall, and heavy footfalls began drawing near.

“-alarm.” The spy rolled their eyes. “Reaaal smooth, Forty.”

Nail rattled the bars to his cage. “All right, visiting hours are over. You’ve gotta go. Now!”

Kleo shot her manager a confused look and pointed to the entrance. “How? Isn’t that the only way out?”

File shrank a little from the question. “Oh, right. Uh, I guess we could try fighting our way out?”

“Well, it’s four against who knows-”

“Three,” Kenneth interrupted wearily, gesturing to the empty doorway. “Our Dimir friend split, literally the second you looked away.”

“…We’re cooked.”

“Yeah, pretty much,” Nail quipped.

A familiar vedalken appeared in the entrance, and grinned manically at Kenneth.

“Ah! Mr. Kenneth! Good to see you again!”

Kenneth tilted his head. “Uh, lady who wrote me a ticket the other day, right?”

The Azorius bowed theatrically. “Arrester Myna, at your service. Although, I’m about to arrest you, so maybe not at yours, specifically…”

“Uh, wait!” Kenneth held out his claws. “Can’t we talk about this?”

Kenneth, Kleo, and Nail could all hear the smugness in Myna’s response as she cast a detaining spell on the group.

“No.”

[6]

#magic the gathering #mtg #ravnica #story bites

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brynprocrastinates · 7 years

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Compliment of Questionnaire Tag Games

Since I have three of these stored up from the past two or three weeks, I’m just going to stick them all here.

Tagged by @writerkaitlinm...

1. If you could stay one age forever, what age would you choose?

Probably 27. At this point, I’m still getting people who think I just graduated high school, so I think I need a few more years before I look like a legit adult.

2. If you were running for political office, what would your campaign slogan be?

“Please don’t elect me, I hate politics”...?

3. What is your favorite “bad” movie?

Oh man, that’s tough. I haven’t seen The Room yet, which is rather disgraceful, but you can’t go won’t with Neil Breen movies.

4. What Hogwarts house would you be most surprised to be sorted into?

I used to think slytherin, but now I’m pretty sure I’ve transitioned into ravenclaw. So if I was actually going to hogwarts I would’ve been a slytherin student, because that’s were I aligned in middle and high school, but I probably would have had a lot of ravenclaw friends and went into a very ravenclaw field of work.

5. You’re supposedly the last person on earth, and someone knocks on your door. Who would you be most horrified to find out is the only other person alive?

Trump. There’s probably someone I would be more horrified over but I can’t decide at the moment.

6. What book has had the biggest impact on your life?

There is one particular book series which motivated me to deal with some of my mental health problems, to read for fun after not getting through an entire book since high school, and to start writing again after not having put a single word down on anything for over two years, but as it’s consider “too problematic” on tumblr I won’t release the name of it quiet.

7. How do you get rid of stress?

Exercising really helps, but usually I just sit away and cry instead.

8. Asking questions or answering questions?

Both, depending on the subject.

9. What’s your favorite Olympic sport?

Ice skating!

10. What app is a must have?

Discord, because it’s where I talk to all my international friends.

11. What would you rate 10/10?

It’s hard to say I would rate anything 10/10, except maybe something vague, like the Isle of Skye.

Tagged by @scribble-dee-vee...

1. Do you prefer books with an emphasis on character building, world building, or plot development?

All three, preferably! If I absolutely have to choose one, good characters will pull me through an otherwise bad book, but I don’t think you can have a genuinely good book without all three being well focused on and thought through.

2. Do you watch a lot of television? If so, what are some of your favorite shows?

I only watch tv on netflix on occasion. Some of the shows I’ve enjoyed, off the top of my head, include Parks and Rec, Leverage, Stranger Things, Voltron, and Blacklist. And my all time favorite show in all existence, Avatar; the Last Airbender.

Currently I’m watching iZombie, which is pretty enjoyable in it’s own quirky way.

3. What’s the most acceptable book-to-screen adaptation in your opinion?

The first three Harry Potter movies and the LoTR movies (not including the Hobbit series.)

4. What’s the least acceptable book-to-screen adaptation in your opinion?

AtLA and Percy Jackson totally never ever had movies made after them, so probably have to say Eragon, though the book itself wasn’t spectacular.

5. How do you feel about the last book you read?

Good Omens. Absolutely fantastic.

6. Which of your favorite fictional characters would you most want to meet?

Probably Dejean. I just love him so much, and also I have faith that he both wouldn’t kill me and wouldn’t do something totally innocent which accidentally results in death.

7. Which of your favorite fictional characters would you least want to meet?

Most of them would kill me...

8. Cake or ice-cream? Discuss.

Eh. Ice cream if it has fruit in it, but cake if it’s moist with the perfect amount of sugar in the frosting.

9. Tell me about your favorite oc or character from a current WIP! You know the one :D (if you don’t have any, feel free to gush about a favorite from a book or movie instead)

Kleos. But I can’t actually say anything about them because it’s major spoilers.

10. What’s your favorite outfit?

I’m a comfort over fashion type person, so my workout clothes are legitimately my favorite.

I really want a giant cloak tho...

11. What’s your classification in your favorite series? (ex, Hogwarts house, Homestuck classpect, godly parent, Voltron lion, etc.)

I dunno to be honest. I was really into that through high school and most of university, and then I just stopped caring for the last couple years, so I’m not sure I would even be in most of them.

Tagged by @roselinproductions...

1. If you could learn all the careers you ever wanted to be in a single year, what would you study?

Pretty much everything but history. Computer programming, organic chemistry, medicine, theoretical math, quantum physics, animation, literature, acting, anthropology, and a whole lot more immunology.

2. Tomorrow’s the last day of the universe. You have 24 hours to do anything you want, no limits. What will you be doing in the last seconds of our universe’s existence?

Hiking to some crazy ancient ruins in the jungle. OR skydiving down to them. And then swimming by a waterfall.

3. First ever film you remember watching in a movie theater?

I honestly don’t remember.

4. Have you ever met a celebrity/role model/king or queen and who was it?

Never.

5. What do you do when you’re bored?

Turn on music and clean, while singing.

6. What type of food would you sell if you opened a restaurant?

Putting aside the fact that I can’t cook and I’m pasty white, I would probably open some sort of Mongolian stir fry, because that’s what my favorite restaurant is, and I would kill to be able to eat it whenever I wanted.

7. What year has been the best of your life and why?

The year I lived in Scotland for the fall.

8. How do you react when you see an animal pass by while walking down the street?

... Usually I’m oblivious, so I don’t do anything.

9. How would you survive the Hunger Games?

Do an awful lot of hiding and sneaking around, but try to pick people off quietly and quickly so I wouldn’t have to worry about growing weak from lack of food or water. Probably climb a lot of trees and rocks and attack from the air or behind.

10. Would you rather live up to age 20 having lived the success of all your wildest dreams or live up to age 90 having lived simply a beautiful ordinary life?

I don’t have any desire to live to be 90 anyways, so the first option sounds ideal.

11. What’s something you’ve always wanted to do but never have because of fear?

For a while now I’ve wanted to tell certain members of my family (including my parents) about my sexuality, but I’m deathly afraid of their reaction. I would also love to drop everything and travel the world, but I’m (rightly) afraid that I’d run out of money before getting on the first plane.

#tag games #long post

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