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the-hydra-sys · 4 months

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Serpent Hill - Frequent Fronters

Most frequent fronters above the cut, less frequent ones below!

Echo - 🦊

Echo is our primary gatekeeper. They ageslide very frequently, but typically stay in the range of a middle. They use they/them and identify as nonbinary and aroace. They adore foxes, and the colour green. Sometimes, even just seeing a picture of a fox is enough to get them into co-front. They love chaos and pranks, and have a secondary role as a chaos holder. They hold a lot of our ADHD too. They also have a habit of befriending absolutely everyone they come across.

Crimson - ♦️

Crimson is Echo's symbiote & protector, and we classify the two as a subsystem. Crimson doesn't identify as a person, but doesn't really mind if you classify him as one. He rarely talks, and typically only interacts with people if Echo is in trouble. His pronouns are down as "he/him + any."

Void - 💜

Void is our primary protector. Xe's known for his loyalty to his family and xeir aggression to anyone who threatens it. Xe can be very cold at times, and typically refrains from interacting with people. He uses he/xe pronouns and identifies as gay (nwlnw). He likes purple and hoodies. You probably won't see many posts from him, but you may see posts about xem.

Lexi - ✨

Lexi is Void's sister, and a very cheerful & happy-go-lucky albeit mildly chaotic alter. She's known as the token lesbian of our system (despite not being the only lesbian) and she's pretty flirtatious. She uses she/xe but doesn't really care - as long as it's not masculine, she'll roll with it. She doesn't have a gender identity label, but she aligns with a feminine gender. Xe likes orangey-gold colours, guitars and sunsets.

Michael - 🧪 or 🥼

Michael J Davis is an immortal scientist, frozen at a physical age of around 28. His mental age is closer to roughly 80 billion, and he's travelled all around the universe in his source. He adores science, and loves tinkering with the science and magic of headspace, breaking laws of physics that wouldn't be possible in the real world and creating new (and usually a little deadly) machines. He's brothers with Clara and has a whole host of kids. He's associated with the colour blue, and he'll probably offhandedly mention the craziest source memories and/or the weirdest advice ever that you've never heard before.

Kaz - 🪼

Kaz is an idiot /pos with a tendency to get in trouble. He's 19ish, and very gay. He's a semihuman, and he likes cyan. Officially, he uses "he/she/they/xe/it/zyr/blyss," but unofficially he likes it when people get creative. When referred to by pronouns that aren't he, it can stop him in his tracks for a second because he's not used to it, but he really doesn't care about what pronouns people use all that much. He'll probably post about his boyfriend, so be warned. /lh. He's also siblings with Void, Lexi, Hayden Jr, and the rest of that family.

Angel Dust - 🌸

Heya toots, I'm Angel. Fictive of Angel Dust from Hazbin Hotel, we hyperfixated a lil too hard. I'm pretty source connected and I like sourcemates, but if you're a source connected V then I ain't talkin to ya, sorry. If ya ain't source connected it really depends.

Clara - 🩺

Clara is a lovely, albeit terrifying, lady. She's a doctor and spends most of her time in the medbay, healing people. She's an adoptive mother to Void and Lexi, as well as over 20 other kids. She's a caretaker but can quickly turn more ferocious than any protector if a child is being threatened. She has a strong eastern european accent (most likely derived from the body's parents) and takes on a motherly, caring role. She identifies with she/hyr pronouns and is somewhere on the aroace spectrum. She likes faded dark blue colours, and also happens to be Michael's non-biological little sister.

Nick - 🎗️

Nick is Michael's lab partner (..they're gay.) and he spends most of his time in the lab. He has amateur fire powers and is fireproof to an extent. Originally, he's a hero!Sapnap fictive from one of those vigilante AUs, but he's very source seperated. He uses most masculine and androgynous pronouns, and likes when people try out new neos for him. He likes the colour orange and he's around 30 years old.

Celskar - 🫧

Celskar uses any pronouns, and he likes neopronouns. He and Michael are queer. He likes shimmering colours, and his favourite is a shimmery purpley-silvery-blue. I'm not putting too much about him here as he's very source-connected and I don't want to put stuff about his source without consent.

Orion - 🪽

Orion uses he/xe/other pronouns, and is associated with pale orangey-yellow colours. He's a self-branded fuckboy, and flirts with almost every alter in our system above the age of like 20. He's a mortal turned immortal, and his physical age is somewhere in the mid 20s. While he can come off pretty strong, he does respect boundaries and will stop flirting with someone if they tell him to. He has desaturated blue hair and gold eyes.

Hayden Jr - 💠

Hayden Jr is the host of a subsystem and the younger brother of Void and Lexi. They're genderqueer and on the aroace spectrum. They like blues and greens, but when picking a colour they tend to lean towards light blues.

Fran - 🦌

Fran is an absolute sweetheart. They're genderfluid, and in their mid 30s. They have a sanctuary-like area and take care of all littles without parents. They often help Clara with her kids as she typically has her hands full at the medbay anyway. They like dark forest greens, and they're a semihuman alter. They have large antlers with flowers blooming from them and large fluffy ears. They are sometimes a satyr and sometimes have human legs, it fluctuates and they've been seen with both.

Sior - 🐺

Sior is our secondary gatekeeper and an absolute sweetheart. He uses he/they/xe. He's a teenager, and he has a heart made of gold. He's part wolf, part weird-bird-thing, and part human. He will not shut up about the wolf side. /lh. He rambles a lot and often gets sidetracked - probably due to his role as a holder of our ADHD. He has an innersys boyfriend, Zack, and the two spend a lot of time together. He's also the son of Celskar and Mateo, but you probably won't hear much about Mateo as he rarely fronts.

Zack - 🛡️

Zack is pretty much the polar opposite of Sior - quiet, focused, and pretty introverted. He loves art and values his alone time just as much as his time with people, though he often lets Sior intrude on both. He usually takes co when Sior's fronting to make sure he doesn't get himself into any trouble. He's the son of Harry D, and the two can often be found playing cards or chess in their common area's lounge.

Katris - 🪄

Katris is the most powerful magic user in our system. He's also 15. One of Michael's kids, Katris is adept at magic and can often do complicated spells that fix things others didn't even know could be fixed. Michael often allows him to help around the lab, and sometimes he can be found helping Clara in the medbay. Now and then, Michael and him can be found watching movies or training together. Katris uses he/they pronouns and is on the aroace spectrum.

Charlie - 🐏

Charlie is a "weird goat - fairy - thing." His pronouns are "he/him but funky," and everything else about him is pretty much just as odd. He improv-swears when stressed and tends to be on the anxious side. He's very gay for his boyfriend(?) and he gets hyper easily. He's on the younger side, around 16 or 17, and he's associated with dark maroon colours.

Lacey - 📋

Lacey is pretty serious, and tends to seem strict. She wears her hair up and has dark glasses as well as a black mask. She's often found hanging around Kaz and Charlie. She uses non-masculine pronouns.

Davina - 💎

Davina's genderfluid, but typically aligns with femme genders. When talking about her and not knowing which gender she currently is, she prefers people use she/they. She's twins with Devin, though he's technically older by a day since she was born just after midnight - a fact he always holds over her. She's very kind and caring in general.

Elliot / Dream - 🟢

Elliot is a fictive from the series Since I Saw Vienna (I'll put down my roots when I'm dead & sequels). He is not c!Dream, or cc!Dream, do not treat him as such. He's decently source connected and doesn't mind talking with sourcemates. He's brothers with our Aftershock fictive and friendly with our Vincent fictive (both from the same source). He fronts now and then but typically prefers to mask as other alters or leave himself down as blurry or anon.

Vincent - 🎶

Vincent is a fictive form the same source as Elliot. He's Aftershock's dad, and the two are very close. He uses he/him pronouns but doesn't mind if people use they for him. He's a protector and takes care of people who aren't able to take care of themselves. He's very dad-like and gets overprotective easily. He's in his 30s.

Vi - 🧤

Vi doesn't front much, but she's still around a lot, and people probably will mention her. She's a fictive from Arcane, and while she has a lot of source memories she isn't super connected to it. She's dating our Caitlyn fictive from the same source, and she helps Clara out around the medbay a lot. She uses she/xe pronouns, and is okay with sourcetalk, but asks you don't presume she's exactly like source - she isn't. She doesn't like talking to source-connected Silco introjects, but if they aren't source connected then she's completely fine with them.

Technoblade - 👑

Technoblade uses he/him pronouns. He doesn't front much, but he's very protective over his little sibling (Echo). He's a fictive from an antarctic empire fic, and is really close with a Phil from the same fic.

There are a lot more, but if any others start fronting more frequently I'll edit this and add them! - Echo

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amyrafierceblade · 6 months

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Long post ahead:

Technically, I'm grounded, but at this point, I ain't got nothing to lose, really, so!

Someone: Anime Protagonist Krogan isn't real, he can't hurt you

Anime Protagonist Krogan:

This is what I get for trying to recreate what I saw in a dream when I just wake up. Oh well. The actual design was fucking badass but until I can get my shit together, he's gonna be cursed for a while. Anyways.

Also, for some reason, my dream was kinda video game themed, like, character selection shit and I was tearing apart certain character designs to make different/new(??) ones. I absolutely destroyed Scraptrap(i hate that fucking design with a passion, I really REALLY Hate. It. Anyways, so destroyed that, and came across a Krogan design(literally just Krogan) and a... i don't know how to describe the design really, so I'll just try. He had his usual hair, but over the right side of his face, he had long, straight hair with a slightly downwards but otherwise straight across cut to it. His eyes were also slightly diffrent, an electric/neon cyan/light blue to the edges, and his colors were mostly blue. For some ungodly reason, my dream decided his "character name" was "Swap Krogan"

Fucking "Swap" what, idk, it didn't tell me, but the design was cool and he looked like a shit eating gremlin too (positive)

So after that attempt and one more, I made three drawings of regular Krogan to try and find a way that my style actually worked with him instead of making him look like stretched noodles.

The two bottom right designs are my personal "okay I like these", yeah.

Got bored, made simplified life cycle designs for the Ja'ai.

I love my beauties, beautiful beasties

Finally, just hand wrote 8 pages of a Fnaf Movie fanfic, feeling like my hand's in pain and I want to run into a wall. But, hey, it's something I wrote, And I've been needing the handwriting practice anyways, so.

I'll add those pictures in a reblog continuation, I'm not typing what all I wrote.

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warpaiint · 1 year

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⌜ @misstantabismuses ⌟ ―― B a r o n e s s - C a i t l y n . & . J i n x ❝ Snip, snip, snip.

The small blade of the knife went through the thin threads, holding the sequins to the plush, satin pillow. Jinx was carefully cutting off one after the other, each cut eliciting a clear sound in the room. She was lounging on one of the large settees with its dark ebony frame and vino cushions.

The round, stained glass window painted the dim light of the neon pipes outside in blue, green and cyan onto the floor. A pattern like a forest floor in summer, only disrupted by the shadows of the thin, bone-like window grit. The air was heavy with the scent of dried herbs and rose water. Caitlyn never spared expenses when it came to the comfort of her guests.

"That's easy for you to say, Cit-Cat." Jinx turned towards Caitlyn, sitting opposite the sofette. The knife's cold steel reflected the sun in a flash of white. "You never had someone tell you that you are crazy or a loony or a dog. Or Silco's mad cur. Seriously, is that the most devastating line you can come up with, Finn?! I have known harder insults when I was twelve, you pussy!"

Before Jinx could stop herself, the knife found its way into the pillow, stabbing through the fabric and into its soft, feathery filling. Jinx huffed and her blue bangs flopped upwards. She grumbled: "I know that I don't need to appease anyone else. I am making Silco proud with what I do. That's all that matters. I still don't like being called a mad cur. I know I ain't right in the head. I don't need someone to point this out."

Jinx finally bothered pulling out the knife and tossed the pillow over the backrest of the settee. Flopping against it, she sat in a more manly fashion with her legs spread and feet firmly planted on the floor. Her hands rested on her thighs, alabaster skin gleaming in the darkened room. Her cobalt-blue braids curled half over the settee, around her sides and across one of her legs. Her sapphire eyes shimmered with lingering traces of frustration and boredom.

"Sometimes I wish Silco would let me blow up Finn", Jinx mused, "That airhead is one of the rudest Chem-Barons anyway, and Silco never looks too happy when dealing with him. But apparently, he provides 'valuable services'" - she did little air quotes with her fingers - "or whatever. So I cannot do that yet. I mean, we already have you and you can take out enemies way better than Finn. Plus you are more agreeable. So why do we need Finn?" ❞

Caitlyn shifted to sit down on the sofette, resting her back against it as she cross her legs and let her foot bounce a little. Black stiletto heels laced up her leg, hidden underneath a black jumpsuit along her body. Her hand draped against the back of the sofette, tilting her head as she watched Jinx messing with the pillow, each sequin falling with carefully precise cuts. Yet Caitlyn showed no concern for the pillow but more eyes upon Jinx. "Oh?" Caitlyn questioned, curious about where Jinx would go with it. Her foot tapped once, and she saw the glint against the blade as her manicured nail traced the back of her seat with care.

"I have not, unfortunately," Caitlyn agreed, remembering playing in the streets with Jinx as a teenager and also hearing those same insults. A few well-refrained words and a blade to the throw caused them to shut up. Caitlyn had refined her technique since her words brought more fear to people than the tip of her cane blade, but she had both for useful needs. "The man reeks of fragile masculinity," And then the pillow was completely ruined, stabbed through multiple times with a silver blade, the massacred cotton against the edges of her blade.

"My Little Sapphire," Caitlyn spoke with affection as she uncrossed her legs, reaching over to brush her finger up against her long blue bangs of her and tilted her head. "Silco is proud of all your work, and I for one, wouldn't change you for anything," Leaning back she watched Jinx shifting into an easier seated position as Caitlyn sat up to be able to look at her and grinned. She stood up and moved over to the Settee and sat next to her. "Perhaps Silco is waiting for the perfect opportunity to use him in the way he needs," Her fingers reached over to brush against Jinx's leg, lightly squeezing it.

"though I agree with you, he is full of hot air and a pathetic excuse of a chem-baron. All brawn and no brains, that one," And a man she would let nowhere near her brothel. "I wouldn't doubt if you blew him up, all you would see is clouds of smoke. Probably squeal like a rat in the end," Caitlyn raised a little brow, having no regard or care for how she spoke of one of the territory leaders. He left her alone no doubt due to the position of her brothel within the lanes. It was a small territory, as she had no reason to expand or look for power, and she preferred it that way. There were a select few in her inner circle she cared about, as she took one of Jinx's braids and brushed her fingers along the end of them. "What would cheer you up, dear? You name it and I will deliver,"

#misstantabismuses #[muse] caitlyn — interactions.#[wolf speaks] — tracker.

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birdmenmanga · 2 years

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bitches be like "wahhhh I didn't get anything done today :((((" but also bang out an entire takaeishi painting from scratch. thats me im bitches. and heres the painting btw. if you even care

unfortunately there's like two more in this series in my brain so I cant post to my art blog yet. however. I need people to nod politely and go "Wow! How quaint! I really love the saturated cadmium red you've got outlining Karasuma's face! Are they ballroom dancing again?" (breaking character really fast. they are. you can't tell. they are. and speaking of which I need to finish that comic that's been haunting me since march...) "The variety of blacks and grays, and even the hints of ultramarine blue in Karasuma is really pleasing. I love how you've leaned into that cyan coloration for whiteout Takayama..."

Okay CUT that's good that's a great take alright boys let's pack it up we've worked overtime tonight we oughta get a real treat at that fancy italian place I've been meaning to go aw nah dont worry about it dinner's on me really my wife's out tonight it's bowling night y'see so there ain't no dinner waitin' at home naw really wasn't it just yesterday that you told me you had a right hankering for some penne alla vodka cmon boy you deserve a lil treat let's git goin' now giddyup

#just thinking thoughts...#wow this post went places. sorry about this. at least nobody can reblog this lol #sorry! I just need validation! Lol!#and I can't ask for it honestly so I have to justify it with you know #camera crew rp or something. you know how it is

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purpleisnotacolor · 2 years

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This is random but does your user refer to the fact that human eyes do not have cells designed for the perception of purple and it's something our brains made up to bridge the gap between blue and red or is my pseudo-intellectualism about to embarrass me over a joke XD

that's a good interpretation! but no.

although I am glad to finally share what my name means!

in (my dialect of) English there are six main colors. Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Blue, and Purple, every kid is taught to draw their first rainbow with these. but I'm a hobby artist so I have a bit of a problem with that classification.

on a color wheel (what I'm most familiar with) I see 3 colors that take up wide areas (Blue/Aqua, Green, Red) and 3 that take up sharp clear lines (Cyan/"light blue"1, Magenta, Yellow). so that's why drawing a rainbow that leaves out cyan and magenta looks really clunky and unnatural.

so I thought if the color between green and cyan is not it's own color, and the color between green an yellow is not a color, and so on. therefore...

Purple is not a color!

it's really pedantic but that's what I'm like, I'm vary particular with language. I know languages have wildly different ways of describing color, but I'd like them to be as accurate as possible and ROYGBV doesn't cut it for me, I much prefer using RYGCAM (red yellow green cyan aqua magenta)

Extra little fun fact: it's why my blog has the color scheme it does! I wanted to exclude purple, so I used magenta and yellow.

but according to your theory of why purple isn't real, yellow isn't real either! ain't that neat?

1: I don't like the term "light blue" because it makes it sound like you can get cyan by lightening Aqua, which isn't true. it's it's own color just like how you can't get yellow from lightening red.

#fun with colours #my posts #asks #thank you kind stranger

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spymeister · 2 years

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“Risk is inevitable in the lives of those that seek to do great works upon the face of the world. Danger, combat, and even death. These are the things we risk to make a difference.”

He's curled up in one of his innumerous hiding spots, listening to Prime trying to reason with some of the council members. The war is worsening, and no one is wanting to listen to sense. He can see how greedy they are, the stubborn set of their faceplates- the twist of their lips. He can tell that none of them, save maybe one or two is going to take the Prime seriously.

Finding his fingers itchy for his vibroblade, imagining how easy it is to slip the humming weapon into seams and against vital organs until energon pours from their intakes. And they burblingly agree to his demands, to his Prime's demands.

He twists his own lips into a wry, nasty smile. Easy to take the mech out of the 'Cons, but not so easy to take the 'Con out of the mech. Then again, that's why Prowl recruited him- wasn't it. It wasn't out of the goodness of the mech's spark- he'd seen the look he got when he'd officially sworn the oath.

It's because he's useful, and useful things have a reasonably long lifespan as long as they stay useful. The Autobots, he's learned, adhere to a strictly different variation of Functionalism, but it's still Functionalism and frame-classicism at it's core. However, at the moment- the Decepticons are worse, and he has to survive somehow. He knows damn well that the moment he becomes a liability, the tactician is going to drop him like a corrupted datafile.

He's certain in another life, it would have bothered him. As it is, he'd happily slip a holo-stilleto between the other's door-wings if he likewise becomes an issue.

However, he blinks a little in surprise as a frame wedges itself against him, both of them turning to stare down at the rigid posture of the councilmembers as they listen to the Prime's speech. A former enforcer and researcher- the mech is more than qualified to lead, but he's untried in the realm of war. Both he and Ratchet have experiences in different quarters- but he can see the jaded expression on the medic's face.

The muted anger at being threatened to be arrested and Empurata'd if he didn't shut his clinic down and return to Iacon by order of the Council. Of having to leave the patients that had actually needed him, in a community that all but the poorest of disposables and empties had frequented and lived in.

"How bad is it so far," the other's Iaconian accent gracing his audials.

The Poly shifts his own helm, cracking his neckstruts tiredly. His visor is dim, a soft glowing cyan in the dim light. The rest of his biolights are turned off as remains settled.

"Ain't going good," he murmurs softly back- optics lidding. "Prime's makin' a good point, but the council ain't gonna listen. They never listen. They're gonna get killed and ain't nothing we can do about it. We've warned 'em, and the smart ones have already fled."

He shakes his helm after a moment- watching another council-member, this one from Stanix- begin to argue vehemently with the Prime over fuel allotment to the lower castes.

"Slag like this is why I originally signed up with Megs."

He twists his lips in wry amusement.

"I keep tellin' Prowl an' Op, I can always slice a spark chamber open t'do some persuasion, but they got this whole thin' against violence an' threatenin'."

He cuts that gaze towards Ratchet, still giving him that wry smirk.

#r a t c h e t // healer & protector \\ the medical hierophant #j a z z [ hireath a home i don't know anymore ] [ and a peace i can't have ]

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mouthsewedshut · 2 years

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Black Crow's Interlude

So here it is, before shit's finna go downhill sooner in the series

Underneath those Wings Part 2

Content Warning: Starvation, Major Character Death, Mentions of Vomit (Though nothing happened-), Violence, Blood

Gods not even an apple would help his starvation so he managed to steal a slice of watermelon without getting caught suprisingly since stealing a whole watermelon is uh... unexplainable... Well atleast that's what he thought until he encountered another hero of course.

That golden mane.. Those cyan orbs, that lazuli suit.... and that smirk, Oh that sickening grin. Of course it had to be him.

"Ah, Black Crow, Isn't it? And so we meet again!" Sprinter. Ugh even saying that name made him wanna vomit already.

Black Crow himself was gonna respond a word but Sprinter gestured a palm to the air, cutting him off and stopping him to a halt. Then he continued "A watermelon this time? I expected bread or candy but... This will do."

Black Crow dried his throat with a round of gulping before placing the cold slice to his empty pants pockets, getting into his fighting stance- "Right but I am starving-"

"Yeah yeah, You can't afford it. You could've just... you know... get a job or something but then again you are a criminal, Nobody would accept you." Sprinter suggested that quickly turned to a vile insult, his eyes darkened as he stretched his neck Black Crow could've sworn he heard it pop but no, he mostly focused on the hero that is coming towards him...

Though he stopped and instead gave out a 'give me' motion with a dark smirk "Anyway, you should hand it over. You are probably tired of this cat-and-mouse chase and you prob want mercy so I'ma ask nicely, otherwise.."

...

"We will start the actual game."

Then the familiar handcuffs came before his vision as Sprinter stopped deadly to his tracks.

.... Though Black Crow himself has the guts he breathed out a dull "No."

"...You really wanna do this huh." Sprinter scoffed before giving out a round one for a punch, Though Black Crow managed to catch it- But it was a bad call when Sprinter grabbed his wrist with his free hand and threw him to the ground, resulting on him to land on to his stomache.

Sprinter then landed his boot to Black Crow's spine, making him grunt in pain as Sprinter attempted to trap him and grab his wrists to get them attached to the metal.-

"You see? You're weak. You may have backfired our plans those days ago and escaped from our traps, living on a good life as a criminal but this time.. I caught you and I will finally get to clear my own na-"

...

A grumble came before a criminal as something washed over him, his eyes shutting closed when it splattered the place.

'thud!'

....

He opened his eyes and there... he met her.

"Ah... It was a delightful day and I stumbled upon this." A seductive feminine voice gave out as Black Crow's breathing became rapid, His gazes following by the blood on his hands, then all over his body and....-

"You should feel grateful that I saved you from that.. Who was he again?" The woman just above him hummed as she licked the blood off from her lips, making the man just below him cringe at the sudden movement.

The woman paused mid-sentence as the air shifted to confusion yet eerie, Her hand tabling her chin and her smirk faltered to a curious grimace when a seemingly-to-be mocking question came before her sentence.

It gave Black Crow time to try to stand up, despite feeling disgusted because of the blood lingering literally everywhere and a corpse of one of the most powerful superheroes found just ahead of him and underneath the figure's incredibly large heels- But he froze when the woman bore her gazes back at him with a large menacing grin forming on her lips, revealing perfect pearly whites shining in the dark "Oh well. He is dead anyway, He ain't that important to the city anymore."

"...You.. just saved me." Black Crow mumbled as he darted his orbs at those emerald ones, Chills running down his spine when he met her covered in the same blood, not caring about her outfit getting soaked in red liquid.

... "Thank you..?" Black Crow continued when no response came, But the shiver devouring him when the woman just looked down at him with merciful eyes but that unpleasing grin. Though the woman continued before crouching down to his head level, revealing her white locks and her shiny blackberry lips with those purple mixed green eye shadows to the man.

"Glad you are being polite, sweetie. Now anyway, Off you go- You don't want the police to find us like this." The woman hummed before patting his raven hair, Attempting to distract him from trying to dispose Sprinter's body with her very vines-

But he noticed it with just the smell of that disgusting blood and his body flowing like the river with stray vines on her command, which sent the chills down his skin.. Well despite legit owning a dagger of his own and harming anyone who tried to get on his way with it but seeing an actual corpse up close makes him wanna actually barf.

Though the woman stood away from him and offered him a wink before walking off with the former superhero's body getting dragged by a bunch of possessed vines- "We t'ill meet again at that old building just by the block.. Dante."

....

He could've sworn he ran that fast, he ran as he could to get away from that goddang nightmare.. Atleast lucky to him, he managed to arrive safely at his very home, washing off the blood that is sticking on to his skin and his damped clothes to his laundry.

He was still relieved that he was able to keep that watermelon.. Though this woman never even noticed the stolen watermelon on his pants pocket.

...

Who is this woman anyway and... how did she know his name?

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yourturntositcom · 2 years

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Admin Shin giving physical appearance descriptions here +a few other things because he is tired and he didn't do the drawings cause he used his art sauce for redrawing cgs- tw for: mentions of past abuse, scars, self harm(past and present) and other things that intale with descriptions. Plus a bit of me projecting some of my physical insecuritues cause my au my bullshit- this will be the first of a few posts cause I know shit ain't easy with long shit. 1/? Greenblings + Yabusames

Shin: pale to the point you can say he glows, a half sleeve of tattoos one of the plant Kanna, another that's a chemistry joke, and this symbol ; mostly on his forearm. Cyan hair cut very choppy with some shaved of in the back, Grey blue/green eyes. Various scars on his body that he covers with clothing(self inflicted and those inflicted by others), is around 160cm tall. Twig™ like he a stick and barely weights anything. Burns really easily and bruises easily, most of his scars are on his thighs because of this. Is cis and purely gay, He/him pronouns but doesn't really care. Trust issues and depression from little baby years when he was in the foster care system, was adopted when he was 6 but has a lot of his memories locked behind disotiative amnesia(it doesn't affect his current life thus he ignores it). Only 2 people aside from himself that knows of his habits of self harm, he started a little before his first time meeting Kanna.

Kanna: braids her hair it is a sea glass green, a light tan from existing in daylight, has stretch marks on her chest and thighs, chubby baby thighs, at a healthy weight in comparison to Shin, is 165 centimeters tall and not done growing, has a few scars from past foster homes like Shin but they are much more faded. Eyes a pale green/blue color and freckles speckled on her face. Has body hair that she chooses not to shave/wax off cause she doesn't mind it unlike Kugie or Shin. Cis girl and bi uses She/her pronouns but doesn't mind other pronouns being used for her. Was adopted at age 4 and didn't have many foster homes before getting adopted and doesn't have any memories from that time due to aging.

Kugie: short brown bob with poorly dyed edges, tanned skin with light tan lines, has slight scarring on her knees from many times of busting it up. Healthy weight and 170cm tall(yes she rubs it into Shin's face all the time-), has some muscle and can lift bro. Dark brown eyes nearly black. Hates having body hair and waxes it when it appears again, mostly cause she feels gross with having it on herself for sensory reasons. Is a trans girl she/her/they/them pronouns very uncomfortable with any other pronouns. Met Shin at age 12 and didn't like him at first, by coincidence ended up going to the same high school as him a few years later. Takes puberty blockers for the current time being. Is 16.

Midori: homeless as shit, doesn't look homeless though, same hair color as Kanna and same eyes as Shin. Doesn't have any physical scars(shocking I know-), wears only a prison uniform really. Can't talk to Kanna or Kugie due to a restraining order, Shin ordered it for them but not himself when he was 18. Pale in a normal way, has a weird birthmark on his stomach which matches with Shin. Is around 176cm tall. Somehow not malnourished despite his usual shit. Is 25, 3 years older than Shin and 11 years older than Kanna. A cishet man that uses he/him pronouns.

Reko: has dyed her hair bright blue with a bit of pink after Alice did in their teens, has kept it that way for years just cause she likes it. Has ear piercings and a tattoo it's a simple flower that Nao designed. Is 168cm tall and has a generally muscular person. Cis lesbian uses she/her pronouns but doesn't really care. A music major in college, 23 years old. Is a punk rock chic when out and about but steals Nao's clothes while in the apartment, is also dating Nao.

Alice: is tall aka 180cm tall, really muscular and works out with Reko for fun. Got a music degree a few years back but didn't get any job in the field yet, was in a band with Reko but had left it a little later due to creative differences. Bongos. Is a trans queer man, he/him pronouns doesn't care if you respect his pronouns or not but will beat your ass if you don't respect others. Has a tattoo of Reko's birthdate on his arm, went with Shin to get it, he cried while Shin comforted him over it. Works at the same place as Shin at a similar position, he has saved Shin's ass out of getting fired multiple times. Has a similar style to Reko but wears similar clothes to Shin while at home, dumb graphic tees, yoga pants and hoodies, half of what he wears comes from Shin's closet. 25 years old.

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