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yee-harr · 10 months
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I make a post saying ‘sorry for disappearing for several months’ and then immediately disappear for another three months,,, anyway, here’s round two of bird r6s because people seemed to like the last batch
Rook = rook (it’s in the name I had to do it), Blitz = golden eagle, Tachanka = steller’s sea eagle
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artistwithnoplans · 1 year
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Random things happen every-time I play as these three, yet somehow I still don’t know how to play this game
Tachanka is…there
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gliese-581-d · 2 years
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salamiinani · 2 years
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Some old icons
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someoctober · 1 year
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grafter princess odette leliefeld is BACK BABY!! In an outfit she was described in too!!
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arcosoffireheart · 2 years
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So, with advice of the dead
and a halo over my head
At last "Honey I'm home!"
Three voices come all alone
A vivisection of me
done by God for all to see
Say "Hello! Honey, I'm home!"
Three voices come all alone
Honey I'm Home - GHOST
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I got bored, sooooo
self-indulgence go yeet!
my own "Egos," most of them based on Mark's various series with the viewer as a character
info under the cut because uhhhh yeah. this was 100% self-indulgent and I don't know if I'll ever Actually do anything with them but! t'was fun
--Do not copy, edit, or repost my works. Reblogs are appreciated!--
-their flowers are alive, and represent each one of them. they also mirror their physical and mental states: Cap's flower is mutated and a root system can be found within the threads of his beret (occasionally, new buds sprout from the fabric, and he takes care to always trim them, and the roots, to keep his suit looking professional), while Olivier's has become wilted and lost its color after decades of being trapped in a mirror
-the first four are unable to remove their masks (Rook and Cap can remove their glasses, however). To appear more human, they have to use illusionary abilities to get rid of their horns and masks. Caper can remove his, though usually keeps his goggles on even when the mask is off
-this is my mascot, and the reason just about all of them have masks & horns, and why ALL of them have a flower (also just. cause horns are Cool); I'll probably call them collectively the "Dead Flowers." the one meant to be my "internet persona," I suppose, is most heavily based off of him. his flower is an amaryllis, representing pride, strength, and determination
-Kaaz is the "dark Ego." he's mostly curious, attempting to find a way out of the mirrors, and gets into things he's not supposed to, often causing damage to people and property as a result. it's not really clear what he is, though he's seen only in reflections. when the "reflection" interacts with anything on his side of the mirror, the real version of reacts as if he's actually there. flower: hollyhock (ambition)
-The Captain has gone through thousands of lifetimes, thousands of timelines, seen himself and his friends die thousands of time in different universes that he now knows lay in collapse, dead, with his current one being lucky enough to not succumb to such a fate. When he and Engineer finally closed the Wormhole, he was no longer truly himself. His name has been lost to him, vacant eyes stare off in the distance sometimes and sometimes others can swear they see galaxies swirling behind his gaze. flower: bee balm (protection, prosperity)
-Rook is a killer, an "apprentice," to Murdock. he's eager to learn, and as deceptive as they come. by day, a rookie detective subverting the authorities from the pair's true whereabouts, and by night, letting his true colors shine. flower: snapdragon (deception)
-Olivier was a quiet district attorney, once upon a time. he genuinely tried to help solve the case of the Actor's "murder," genuinely wanted to help Damien and Celine get their bodies back. alas, he was pushed into a mirror, his body stolen from him. in that mirror, he's been trapped for decades. he's long since stopped banging on the glass in the hopes someone will finally hear. flower: forget-me-not
-Caper was Heist!Mark's partner in crime. he's a master escape artist, and known to break into high-security buildings at the chance of finding a fortune. not to be trusted, he's abandoned many a partner in the past... flower: cornflower (wealth, good fortune)
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dxppercxdxver · 2 years
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t-minus 87 days to blitz release
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madlovenovelist · 1 year
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#bookquotes
I can’t tell you how many one-liners had me hollering with joy while reading ‘Blitz‘ It reminds me of all those colloquial sayings growing up. Can you think of any that deserve a shout out?
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update, whoops its been a bit! luckily my reading journal has been really effective for me, its a nice zero stress way of keeping track! have read the following since my last post:
his majestys dragon - naomi novik
axioms end - lindsay ellis
the cartographers - peng shepherd
the apollo murders - chris hadfield
the punch escrow - tal m klein
the plot - jean hanff korelitz
currently starting a reread of the rook by daniel o'malley, and then stiletto as well, to prep for blitz coming out next month!
im also listening to an audiobook of finlay donovan is killing it by elle cosimano, which has been a lot of fun so far!
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soleilenchaine · 9 months
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Limbus Sinner Chess Headcanons
yes, that's right. chess hcs
they need to play some boardgames to pass the time so here we goooo
Yi Sang
has the stockfish calculator in his brain. each time a sinner makes a stupid move it just goes into the red and it confuses the hell out of him. constantly muses to himself and to others if they are listening when the pieces are not in their ideal positions
Faust
either at IM or possibly GM rating. is extremely good at decimating almost any opponent and will be extremely smug about it. she is constantly giving the side-eye to anyone who plays badly when she spectates
Don Quixote
i know we joke about her eating the pieces but i just think she keeps asking Yi Sang for help. she also constantly calls the knights Rocinante. if there is any chance for her Rocinantes to claim an opponents piece she will announce it in the most DonDon way possible
"ONWARD, ROCINANTE! WE SHALL EMERGE VICTORIOUS"
Ryoshu
plays chess like shogi.
no really. she just thinks shogi allows for more artistic expression in the endgame. also because she keep yelling at the opponent when she claims an opponent's piece with the pawn by moving it forwards rather than diagonally and the opponent says that's an illegal move.
but if she was forced to play by the rules (and she will threaten to C.Y.U), she would make the most bizarre plays by claiming as many pieces as possible to create the most elaborate endgame
Meursault
his poker face gives him the advantage in almost any match. each time he leaves a piece hanging the opponent gets increasingly more nervous because what if he left that piece to psyche them out.
Sinclair especially gets very nervous when playing against Meursault and ends up fumbling, but Meursault will explain to the little chicky man what happened and teaches him how to counter but in the most deadpan voice known to man.
Meursault: On move 12 you had compromised the bishop's position by moving your rook from b4 to f4. That was how I was able to claim your bishop. Sinclair: Wait, move 12?! When was that??? Meursault how on earth have you been keeping track?
Meursault: I had merely been observing (:meursault-stare:)
he claims a piece en passant and some of the sinners think he's done an illegal move until Faust (and possibly Yi Sang) corrects them. the guy is very good, will always play with the most efficient openings possible and can hold his own if someone were to pull a surprise move on him.
Hong Lu
he's a very competent player. knows all the fancy openings and endgame setups, and is extremely good at countering. he's also very good at bluffing and ends up stumping his opponents during the endgame
he finds joy spectating other sinners' matches and will ask throughout the match if a move is a special opening or counter that they do in the Backstreets. he needs to know!!
he also pulls an en passant on Heathcliff, but just to rile him up. he secretly finds it funny.
Heathcliff
ahh, Heathcliff. see you would probably think that Heathcliff is bad at chess but on the contrary.
he probably tried to learn it to impress Cathy, and eventually learned certain openings and counters that Cathy was fond of.
but overall his playstyle is simple, direct. no bells and whistles. he gets extra angry at Meursault for pulling an en passant (we need that Brit/French hatred).
any match with Ishmael ends just as how you would expect it to end.
Ishmael
she's pretty good at playing chess. she can play blitz chess against Faust and hold her own (though she always loses because Faust is just far too good)
she has surprisingly good knowledge of the most niche openings and would troll Heathcliff by playing them. but otherwise, she would also play with very few bells and whistles. a straightforward playstyle for the most Normal Sinner(TM) on the bus
Rodion
Rodya constantly played with Sonia back when she was still with the Yurodiviye, so she is at least 1800 rating.
she is extremely good at blitz chess. she thrives in a high stakes, fast paced game and with her constantly chatting with the opponent throughout the match she decimates the opponent purely because she just keeps distracting them with her friendly banter and quips.
she's also really good at adapting her playstyle to match her opponent. that's why Sinclair likes playing with her because she patiently waits for Sinclair to make his moves and she doesn't pull weird fancy openings on him or else he gets very confused.
she is super competitive, but is a very good sport.
Sinclair
my sweet chickadee. he used to compete in chess competitions back in school, and he got pretty good at blitz chess. but he's always dreading LCB tourneys because he will have at least three sinners backseat playing behind him while the opponent just crushes him.
but if he plays with his seatmates, he gets increasingly exasperated at Don with her increasingly chaotic plays while Yi Sang just quietly keeps score.
Outis
her experience commanding her team during the smoke war is reflected in her playstyle. she plays very aggressively and will taunt the opponent if they make a mistake. she is brutal with her openings and will attempt to immediately conquer the chessboard until either the opponent forfeits or is forced into an unwinnable corner.
once you see her set up a Sicilian defense it's basically over for you.
Gregor
our dearest roach man.
if he plays against the rest of the sinners, he takes it easy. he's a chill player and doesn't pull any complex endgame shenanigans unless the opponent tries to pull a fast one on him. he will also happily teach Sinclair and Don some cool openings if they ask him to play a match.
but when he plays against Outis, it's a completely different story. he is surprisingly good at countering even the most aggressive opening, and any match against Outis ends in a stalemate. his easygoing uncle vibe dissipates and you're suddenly reminded that he, too, is a Smoke War veteran. he's also had a lot of experience on the battlefield, so he knows full well what kind of tactics Outis would use during a match.
this is also the only time Outis doesn't taunt the opponent: she's too focused on trying to get out of a stalemate.
he also likes to pull meme openings every once in a while. man just does a bongcloud opening and Faust is at the side giving him the BIGGEST side eye. BUT he actually manages to win with that and Faust has to admit that she is quite impressed.
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I've been dreaming of the King of the Underworld.
Praise be to the King of the Underworld, lonely at the top of his rotting domain.
Before he can save their souls, he must first save himself.
How does a moment last forever? How can a story never die?
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This world is a one great big lie.
Idia recognizes it now, clenched in the gaping jaws of the Underworld. Phantoms squirm around him, moaning as their distended limbs claw at the air, seeking out the final shreds of hope in their hellish pit called home. They are prisoners, trapped in Tartarus, and he, a prisoner of his own mind.
He forces himself against the bars that keep him in and violently rattles them. The ceiling above--he's filled with a visceral need to smash it, cracking it wide open.
If he is a beast, then so be it.
He will let them--let himself--out.
A dark power courses through his bloodstream. It soars, sings, uplifting him in his sorrows. It is ignorant of the tears of ink that trail down his pale cheeks and drips onto his armor. Sapphire flames, tattered fabric, and midnight ink swirl around him in a hypnotizing vortex.
He knows this form, this dizzying, addictive strength.
Overblot.
He floats, untouchable, above the masses, and above his staggering opponent. A giant, hulking figure cloaked in a flowing black toga, fire wreathing the glass bottle of its head. It bleeds ink, this being that he has knocked down.
But it is still his inner demon, this Phantom.
It is still Ortho.
It is how he is in real life, and how he appears in his nightmares. A frail soul consumed by the shadows.
Idia throws his head back, letting out a stuttering, panting, mad laugh. He gasps, rasps, chokes, heaves for air. It hurts to breathe, to try and contain his cynical grin in the face of the circumstances.
It’s fake. None of it is real.
That memory…
"Shroud. It's good of you to join us for the Opening Ceremony. Here, take my hand. We can attend the event together."
And that memory…
"That was a fun match 🎵 We completely destroyed the opposing team. Let's go for another round, Gloomy Samurai!"
All of my memories are…!!
"I need to go--my dorm leader's calling--but I'll talk to you later, Nii-chan. Tell me all about your first day of third year, okay? That's a promise!"
His senses spiral, scrambling to make sense of the revelations. They come, one after another, rapid-fire and blinding. A blitz of truths, each a punch to the gut.
He never attended the ceremony, he was holed up in his bedroom. Crimson Muscle is abandoning all of his accounts. And Ortho is... Ortho is...!!
Ortho is dead.
He isn't coming back, ever.
You lost one brother and gained another.
The happy illusion at last cracks. Its pieces fall away, revealing the ugliness beneath the splintered fantasy.
That's right. I'm always being saved by my little brothers.... What a pathetic big brother I turned out to be.
How stupid. How stupid...! Wasn't I... Wasn't I supposed to be the one to save them?
He clenches his fists.
"... Sorry, Ortho. I can't stay." Idia lifts his head, staring intently at the ceiling's closed gates. "I have to go. People are waiting for me."
"Ahahah..." The Phantom shudders, a quiet chuckle reverberating from its glass bottle cranium. No eyes, no lips--but Idia can tell he must be smiling sadly. "That's my big bro."
"Are you going to try and stop me again?" Idia tenses, and his power pulsates at the tips of his fingers, waiting for the command to be given.
"No, I understand. Besides, there's no point! You already beat the Final Boss--I don't have a second form," Ortho replies cheerily. "You just shine way too brightly to be stuck down here and shunned."
"Shine?"
The word gives him pause. Idia has never thought of himself as someone that radiates light. He imagines Cater and Kalim and Rook, tries to place himself beside them.
Him, in his blot-stained armor and gloomy disposition.
He doesn't fit.
"Me?" Idia squeaks. "LMAO. Nice bait there, Ortho. I could never be a part of that world."
"Okay, maybe not that shiny." Ortho bobs his head. "But you get it now, right? This is a strength only you have. You can go and share that amazing strength with everyone."
His curse, a blessing.
His pitiful fortune, reversed.
One last tear slides down his face.
"... Yeah. Yeah, I do,” Idia whispers.
Magic pools before him, forming a single sphere of light that cuts through the depths of Tartarus. The Phantoms below vocalize louder and louder, as if in awe, in reverence, even as they balk away from the incredible shine.
"Game, set match. Gate to the Underworld."
At his incantation, a low groan rolls through the pit. Not from the monsters that inhabit it, but from the earth itself. There's a screech, a lurch, and then--
The gates above slowly pry open, letting light seep in.
"It's open. You can leave." Ortho rights himself, offering a large hand to Idia. "Here, hop on. I'll give you a boost!"
"Kk, thnx."
Idia boards--and the difference in scale between him and his "little" brother shocks him. Once, Ortho was two thirds of his height. Now Idia fits in his palm.
"Hang on tight! Keep all hands and feet inside the vehicle, we're outta here!"
The Phantom rises. Higher, higher, higher... to that single spot of light, the thread of hope in hell.
Soon, Idia will be out.
And Ortho will be no more once again.
"... You know, I really liked this," Idia muttered, a hand on Ortho's thumb. "The dream. It was fun while it lasted."
"It was," Ortho agrees, "but dreams can't last forever, can they?"
"No," Idia replies curtly, resolution in his voice, "they can't."
As the word leaves his mouth, Ortho comes to a stop. They've arrived at the cusp, at the border between this place and beyond.
Idia's grip on Ortho's thumb tightens.
"... It's alright, Nii-chan," the Phantom says quietly. "The whole universe is waiting for you."
He fights back a sob.
"Ortho... Of course. Just leave it to your big bro."
“Shoot for glory among the stars and soar like a comet," Ortho recites, poking him in the chest. "Go and get'm--and make many new memories for me, 'kay?"
“Shoot for glory among the stars and soar like a comet," Idia repeats, letting go and leaping into the air.
He blasts off in a blaze of glory, like a hero in the comics and video games. Some gallant figure, off to save the his home, his people.
"Safe travels, Nii-chan!" Ortho's voice calls after him. It's strong at first, but grows weaker as the distance between them grows.
"Good-bye!
"Good-bye...!
"Good... bye..."
"Good-bye, Ortho."
And hello, world.
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I done went and had commissions open for a few months and these are all the solo character pieces i did during that time Check a look 
From left to right, top to bottom we got:
Kane the Weavile ( UmbraMoonwake ) an unnamed Decidueye ( Witchy-Rook ) an unnamed Pidove ( Natsu-2 ) Floruria the Meowth / Shaymin ( ZeoSpark16 ) Amanda the Greninja, Colin the Inteleon & Brigid the Lopunny ( Greninja205 ) Leo the Riolu & Blitz the Pikachu ( Taren14 ) an unnamed Joteon / Rotom ( git-it )
That's a pretty nutty cast of characters there Thanks to everyone who hit me up to get their guys drawn, I appreciate you!
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dei-lab-assistant · 7 months
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Nothing Builds a Friendship Like a Crisis
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Co-written with multifandoms27 Summary: You wanted to work in peace, but a certain CEO wanted you to take on a job for him. Dub canon plus a version of DSOD. Female Reader. Set maybe two years post DSOD. Fun fact: I always write my Reader character with personality and specific description. This means she may not be as generic as is customary for this type of story. Each reader character also has a specific place in the Yu-Gi-Oh world, and is basically an OC with set connections and feelings about the various canon characters and other reader characters. This is reader B, who is immune to the siren song of romance, cheap, eccentric, logical, and hands-on. Word count: 1,100 You never intended to become friends with Kaiba. You'd heard too much about him from Joey over the years to think such a thing was possible. But... It felt lonely after Yugi and his friends’ graduation. Over the course of the three prior years, while you had worked at Kame Game, Yugi had slowly pulled you into his friend group. Always slow to form emotional connections, you found you were no match for Yugi’s bright smile and quiet nudging to join in the fun. And despite being four years older, you had been well integrated by the time Yugi graduated—although, truth be told, you were only marginally aware of how much you had come to delight in spending time with the group. At least, until it ended, then you became keenly aware. Téa left to study in New York. Tristan was working full time in his dad’s factory. And Joey spent his days working a collection of odd jobs and chasing down his dream of becoming a professional duelist. And then Joey started dating your younger sister, and it felt like losing two friends at once. Fortunately, you and Yugi grew closer, starting Pharaoh Games together, designing a few games which the two of you sold for a slight profit at a small scale. And Mokuba started to swing by; he latched onto you, quickly becoming close. It was Mokuba who hired you and Yugi to design the proof of concept game for his older brother’s new solid vision holograms. And that was how, amidst a whirlwind year and a half project, you met Seto Kaiba. He was the most interesting human you had ever met, he designed incredible things, and he loved his little brother—the three shortcuts to winning your favor, all in one person. You and Kaiba worked well together—which Mokuba encouraged—and to your surprise, by the end of the project, Kaiba was going out of his way to talk to you, tell you about his plans, and ask for your advice on specific elements of scenario design for his own Solid Vision projects.
You even tried to help Kaiba win a bet with Pegasus, and although the two of you eventually lost, it did help create a true bond between you, (especially when it came time to pay up.) Still, once the Solid Vision game was completed, Kaiba moved on to other projects, and you were left with nothing to return to but quiet work at the game shop. It was a good job, a good life, and Yugi was a good friend; but you missed spending time with someone smarter than you, someone who built imaginary worlds from light, someone with impressive dreams for the future. It felt like, after years of hearing about Yugi’s adventures, you had been swept up into the edges of something grand, only to be dropped again back into the mundane—and there were fewer friends to share it with now.
Still, the Kaiba brothers both kept in contact in their own way, and you had low social needs, so it all seemed like it would work out. 
While working alone at the game shop, you flipped the radio on. An old fashioned trumpet fanfare blasted out of the speakers as you scrambled to turn the volume down. You were all too familiar with the melody—the theme song for a rapidly ascending game company, Knightly Rook, which had been in an advertising blitz for almost a month now. From your admittedly biased perspective, the company seemed more hype than substance, but it was the company’s snide, barely concealed jabs at Kaiba Corp that irritated you. Still, there was a lot of talk from the company’s popular president that Knightly Rook would soon go public, so for the moment, even the news was covering their rise to prominence.
At your hip, your cell phone went off, playing the Kaiba Corp theme. Switching off the radio, you popped the phone out of its clip and answered it. “Kaiba?” 
“You’re taking Mokuba to Kaiba Land tomorrow.” Kaiba rarely bothered with the customary social dance that defined most people’s conversations.
Had you forgotten about a plan made months ago? You switched to your calendar app, “No, I’m not. I’m working tomorrow.” You liked jumping straight past the niceties too. “Besides, I don’t remember asking you to plan my schedule.”
“You should. You wouldn’t make yourself a long-term plan if I paid you to do it.” Kaiba gave a harsh little laugh. “Yugi can run the shop. I want to hire you to assist Mokuba for his park inspection tomorrow.”
“Don’t you usually do the monthly park inspection with Mokuba?” You switched your phone to speakerphone, setting it down and grabbing a box cutter. “Besides, Yugi’s out of town this week.” Cutting open a few boxes of supplies, you began to check the contents against the provided invoices.
After a moment’s silence, Kaiba gave a little growl, “Why is Yugi in New York?”
He must have checked Yugi’s duel disk location. “He’s visiting Téa.”
“Fine. I’ll pay Mr. Muto to give you the day off.”
“Honestly, just wait a couple of days and—“
“Do you think you’re not up to the task? Is that why you’re turning this opportunity down?” 
“Hey, we both know I’m capable of keeping up with Mokuba. I’ll be available in a few days. You don’t even have to pay me.”
“I’d rather you did it tomorrow. And I’ll pay you. The last time someone other than me did the inspection with Mokuba, he ended up covered in wet paint and quit.”
Not surprising. Mokuba could be something of a feral gremlin with anyone he didn’t like. You sighed. “What time will a car be picking me up?” You weren’t going to pay for parking at Kaiba Land if you could help it.
“Nine. I’ll have someone fax you your W-4. Fill it out and have it ready for tomorrow.”
“Okay.” You marked off the last of the supplies on the invoice. “Anything I need to read up on tonight?”
“I’ll send you the latest security protocols. But be sure to destroy the papers after you read them.”
“Security proto—Kaiba what’s going on?”
“I’m handling it. But I don’t have time to accompany Mokuba tomorrow. Just keep an eye out.”
You sighed again. Why did Kaiba have to be secretive? “Fine. But I’m not a bodyguard. I don’t have the right training.”
“Mokuba will have guards with him.”
You set down your pencil. “That’s good. Will we see you tomorrow?”
“I doubt it.”
“Well, I’ll keep Mokuba out of trouble.”
“Bye.” Kaiba hung up. Abrupt as always. Hopefully, you wouldn’t make any embarrassing mistakes tomorrow. If Kaiba trusted you, then you had no intention of letting him and Mokuba down. Part 2
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shegetsburned · 1 year
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for anyone who’s confused like me and need a better view of what’s going on with Rainbow, here’s every squad composition
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Nighthaven : Kali (leader), Ace, Osa, Wamai, Aruni, Ela, Smoke, Finka, IQ, Pulse, Grim
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Ghosteyes - Sneaky : Caveira (leader), Glaz, Valkyrie, Vigil, Zofia, Lesion, Nokk, Warden, Maverick, Mozzie, Iana, Zero, Flores, Solis
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Wolfguard - Humanitarian : Doc (leader), Twitch, Montagne, Lion, Castle, Bandit, Frost, Ying, Clash, Nomad, Melusi, Thunderbird, Sens
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Redhammer - Brute force : Thermite (leader), Fuze, Kapkan, Tachanka, Ash, Gridlock, Sledge, Goyo, Kaid, Thorn, Amaru, Oryx, Buck
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Viperstrike - Support : Hibana (leader), Mute, Tatcher, Rook, Blitz, Jaeger, Capitao, Echo, Jackal, Mira, Dokkaebi, Maestro, Alibi, Azami, Brava
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ira-hydrangea · 2 years
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Laughter from the Room
Event Request: [🍯]+[🧁]+[Story book] + [Vil]
Requested by: @tickledpink31
If you want to see the request status and see the rules then click here!
Event Masterlist!
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Your small feet are going through the beautiful and dark look aura. When the first time you step foot inside this hallway, you always feel scared. Feel overwhelmed by the big statues and vases that decorated the hallway but now you are not scared anymore.
Your run excitedly to the room located at the end of the hallways. A room where your big brother figure is likely to stay during this time. He is usually a very busy man so you feel excited when Brother Rook comes to tell you that Brother Vil is currently in his room.
You then open the door excitedly with a bam. Vil that currently sitting at his dressing table, trying to fix his lipstick is startled by it.
"(Y/n)! What did I say about knocking first before opening my door? Goodness, you spending so much time with Epel that even his barbaric habit is rubbing off you now." Vil sighed before taking a tissue and erasing his lipstick.
"I'm sorry, big brother... I just feel excited when I heard you want to see me..." You answer sadly with dejected eyes. Vil eyes soften when seeing that.
"Okay... I get it. Stop with that pouting and come here." Vil said while patting the seat he sat on earlier. You try to sit on the stool but instead slid back down because of your small posture. You pout at that.
"Hmph! Why is the adult so tall?" You mumble while Vil chuckles and helps you to sit in his seat.
"Oh! Are we gonna play make-up today?" You said looking at the pretty color that are placed on his table.
"No moving child. We didn't want you to be just like the second Epel, right?" Vil said.
"Eh?? But why? Big brother Epel is cute!"
"If he can control that wild side of him then yes, he is cute."
"Just like how you need to control that scowl when big brother Neige is coming to visit?" Vil look at you dumbfounded but you just laugh at his reaction.
"Oh, you naughty child. Did Rook told you that?"
"No~ But you start making this funny face when Big Brother Neige is coming closer. Like this!" You start to mimic Vil's scowling face before laughing again. Vil chuckles at the display before playfully holding you up from your seat.
"Let's see if you can still make fun of me after I'm tickling you."
"No!! Not the tickles!"
"Oh. Yes."
The sound of laughter can be heard from Vil's room as he enjoys his time with you. Away from the blitz of the camera and the watchful eyes of the people.
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