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The O'Murchadha-Mutheru Kids: Conduit, Sira and Bori

Because I can't draw for shit, and I'm too scared to...... Have some bios of Asya's main kids. Along with some cringey Picrews to help with visualizing them..... ART IS HARD, OK?! ;A;

| Conduit (The Eldest of all the kids- Adopted by Asya) |

~ Brief Description ~

He/Him pronouns. Gay/Achillean orientation.

Voice Claim: Hanta Sero- My Hero Academia (Japanese voice) Singing voice: Stratovarius

His full mortal name is Natori Siwatu O'Murchadha-Mutheru. He prefers to be called Conduit due to the comfort the nickname brings, though his adoptive mother Asya usually calls him "Little Bird", which is what his first name actually means.

Conduit is a curse-made Gargoyle just like Fort Max (link here if you need a visual reference), but while Conduit should turn into stone during the day, the crystals that grow along his back and wings (sometimes his arms, legs and tail, if he uses his powers too much) are shards of moonstones that save him from the curse's stone-form effect. They are what prevents his ability to speak from being stolen and keeps his head and chest from becoming fully gargoyle in appearance, aside from his horns and fangs, and allow him to be active during the day and night.

If the moonstone shards are all removed, the grey scales will creep further up his human skin and he will become a statue at dawn, which will continue until a new crystal patch grows on his back again. But if he cannot regrow the crystals at all before the end of a week.... he will become a full gargoyle and lose his human side forever.

The appearance of his human side only consists of his light tan skin on his upper-torso area and head. But, from his shoulders to his hands, his hips to his feet, his tail and his wings down along his back... Conduit has dark grey scales befitting a gargoyle. He also has scraggly blonde hair and baby blue eyes, with short, straight-arching, dark grey horns. He got his scar across his face long before he met Asya, when he was a feral child struggling to survive against the Deep Dweller sirens constantly attacking him.

Those constant attacks from the Deep Dwellers are the reason why Conduit has a fear of going into the ocean and of sirens, other than Elbent, Ferrous or Indi. Starstrike (@dimorphodon-x's OC) does unnerve him for this reason, but also because of his infamous stare reminding him of a Deep Dweller, but Conduit instinctually masks his fear and does his best to not react to it around him, to ensure he isn't rude or hurtful towards Strike. (He's a very polite little man, even in the face of his PTSD, ok?!)

He quickly grew to reach 8 feet tall by the time he turned 19, making him a full foot taller than Verglaust. But for a while, he was considered the shortest on the ship due purely to his malnourishment, so as soon as he gained some pounds and healthy chonkiness, he quickly gained muscle and size thanks to the healthier lifestyle and care Asya and the gang gave him... Making both Conduit AND Asya late bloomers that gained their growth spurt at the same stage in their life.

He's around 27 years old by the time he arrives at Joka Ardhi, making him the oldest kid on the ship by six years. Once Ferrous becomes captain of the ship, Conduit will take over his father's role as the Immortal Sun's main doctor, helping Nicole even after her retirement.

Overall.... Conduit's a very good boy, kind-hearted, well mannered, and always eager to help. Also very protective of his siblings, especially his sister Sira and Bori.

~ Backstory ~

Asya and her two husbands had spent only five years living on the Immortal Sun, when they came across an island full of pearlescent shards of moonstone crystals, with some growing as tall as trees in towering clusters. Upon landing on the island to investigate, the crew found a cave full of different veins of crystals, a majority of which were magical in nature and could therefore be used for medical or practical purposes. And with Asya's childhood being spent studying the magic of crystals, as is commonly used in Jokani culture, they began to mine for them and bringing back barrels worth of them, a majority of which could be sold for a great fortune.

During their excavation adventure, Asya stumbled across a hut made of palm leaves and crystal shards, as well as a crowd of Deep Dweller sirens flocking at the shore of the hut. There, being pulled down by the sirens and frantically trying to escape their bloodthirsty hunt, was a young boy. A gargoyle somehow moving about in daylight, and being pulled down under the water by the Deep Dwellers. Without even a moment to hesitate, Asya jumped into the water and fought off the sirens, before she pulled the boy to shore and helped him catch his breath.

Weak, malnourished, riddled with injuries, old scars and crystals just like the ones on this island covering his back and wings, the boy looked to be no older than seven, but by his gargoyle features and face, Asya knew he was physically older but was too weak to develop into his teen body properly. And despite her feeling the sting of trauma from a child she previously rescued long before she met her husbands (a purple Dragonkin toddler she named Hyacinth who died at the hands of his captors despite her best efforts to save him).... Asya chose right there and then to take this boy in and raise him to be stronger, healthier and adored, to never face his struggles in life alone ever again.

After checking to be absolutely certain that he was the only one on this island, Asya marched right back to the ship with the boy in her arms, and without even looking back or saying a word to anyone she passed by, despite the obvious confusion and questions of the crew and her captain, Asya brought the boy below deck and nursed him back to health, making him the first child on board the Immortal Sun. The moment he regained consciousness, the child began to act defensively feral, hissing and swatting at anyone who dared come near him, with the only real way to treat his wounds being to wait until he was asleep or wait for him to trust Asya, Nicole or Kevin to touch him while he was too exhausted to fight back, and only then could they fully patch him up. Not even Max during his nightly rounds brought the fellow gargoyle any comfort, but no matter who came and went out of the cage room... Asya was always there, spending every moment she could by his side, patiently waiting for him to lower his guard and simply spoke to him with a soft, maternal voice to soothe his worries, oftentimes calling him "Little bird" affectionately, all without realizing just how suddenly she was adopting the role of a mother.

Four months later, the now healed up and less frightened boy finally began to explore the ship, curious yet timid but in a way a child should be. No longer did he show his feral side, but still he preferred to walk on all fours and move or act like a beast, not that Asya minded as she encouraged him while also showing him how to rely on his hind legs (a secret she had yet to reveal to the crew about her own childhood habit of walking on all fours and learning to transition onto her paws). And after another month, he finally began to speak but with very few words, like a toddler learning how to grasp the concept of speech. It was, however, more than enough to learn his story...

Of how he lived with his human father and mother, a Primus fisherman and a Unicronian weaver, on a tiny ship that relied on the sea for all they needed. Of how the ship suddenly crashed on a small island that was home to a mage, and how the mage angrily cursed Conduit, the only survivor, for stealing from his trash for food, and thus cursed him to bear the appearance of a true beast scavenging to survive. The moment the curse took form, it went rogue from the boy's fear, trauma and anguish, and thus the island became completely surrounded by crystals born of his body and power, killing the mage with it on accident. And since then, the boy grew up surviving on his own, until he was attacked yet again by the same Deep Dwellers who caused his family's ship to crash and killed his parents.

Since that faithful day, Asya has since taken him under her wing and raised him with all her love and praise, and with a healthier lifestyle he immediately shot up in size and grew physically stronger and bigger as a result, reaching well above Ferrous's height when he reached twelve years old, while the gargoyle child was twenty and already surpassed the average human height easily. Nowadays, rather than going by the name Asya chose for him in place of the one he can no longer remember from his parents, he usually goes by Conduit, in reference to his crystals being conduits of the elements.

~ Appearance ~

Present day Conduit (during the timeline of One Last Wish) is a 27 year old cursed Gargoyle who stands at 8 feet tall, with a wingspan of 7 feet. He has light tan skin with more human features than gargoyle ones, with his wings, entire lower torso down to his digitigrade legs and tail, and his hands up to just below the elbows, all being grey like a gargoyle. From the middle of back and the arms up to the thumb of his wings are all covered in small moonstone clusters, which aid in his ability to stay unfrozen during the day and grant him his powers over the sky-based elements (air, heat, water and lightning). He also has short, scraggly, golden blonde hair and blue eyes, nearly the same hue as his adoptive mother's, a large scar right across the bridge of his nose and under his eyes, and short, straight, grey horns.

Clothing wise, Conduit normally just wears grey, baggy shorts or haram pants, due to the sheer thick size of his digitigrade legs, and a sleeveless yellow top that must have no buttons due to how large and beefy he is naturally as an adult. More often than not, he's usually shirtless when he doesn't feel like struggling with his clothes.

When he uses his powers, the crystals glow the colour of what element he uses (red for heat, light blue for air, yellow for lightning, sapphire blue for water) and he can use up to two elements at a time. However, the more or longer he uses his powers, the more the crystals grow along his body, which mainly gather along his back and wings. But if he uses them too often during a battle, they'll begin to creep more and more along his body, starting with his spine area on his back, down to his tail, and then along his arms and the back of his legs. The more crystals that grow, the more unstable his powers become, until he'll start losing control entirely and lighting or heat begin to spout from his crystals and body against his will. The only way to stop this is to break the crystals off and bring them down to a minimum amount at least on his wing tips.

Growing and trimming the crystals always cause him pain since they pierce through his flesh and grow directly from his bones, but Asya's white fire always helps to soothe it a little during their removal.

~ Personality ~

Conduit is a very sweet, empathetic, kind and patient gentleman, and the older he becomes, the more polite and patient he ends up being through experience and age. Even as a man in his late 20s, he's still the kind of person who helps anyone and everyone, even animals... With such an example being his habit of picking up snails when on land, and putting them in the grass or somewhere safe and hidden to keep them safe from a human path. Despite him understanding that he lives a safe life, however, he always excessively worries about his parents due to their collective trauma. And despite Asya's best efforts in making sure Conduit lives a good and happy life, he still worries about his Mama's wellbeing every time she plays the role of the hero for her family. This has resulted in him developing constant nightmares and insomnia.

... Which led to him becoming close with Blue Heron, Max and his adoptive father, Verglaust, when they're all out and about during the night. Once he becomes a doctor, Conduit will grow even closer to Max and Blue Heron, considering them his uncles.

| Sira (Second child of Asya, Third born on the ship- Biological Daughter of Asya and Kevin) |

~ Brief Description ~

She/Her, Lesbian/Sapphic - Asexual

Voice Claim: Yasha- Critical Role Campaign 2 (she IS mute and literally has no means of talking vocally... but Indi does find a crystal that can grant her one, so this is what she would sound like, after a long while of training to relearn how to speak) Singing voice: Lethabo Mello

Her full name is Sira Citrine O'Murchadha-Mutheru, but like most on the ship, she gained a "pirate" name later on in life, based on her assassin skills and lack of voice... Whisper.

Sira is the shortest of all the kids, with her being just two inches taller than her adoptive mother, Elbent, and only reaching below her closest friend Divot's nose when facing them. On average, she can only reach below the chest of the majority of the Immortal Sun's crew, and can very easily sit on Solclave and Verglaust's shoulder without feeling heavy on them, even as an adult, mostly thanks to her lanky build.

She's known as the "smartest" kid on the ship, due to her analytical and quick-thinking nature, so she usually always knows what to do to solve a problem. She inherited her high intelligence and beauty (alongside her height) from her father, but learned her fighting skills and wit from her mother and Uncle Blue Heron. However, she's often considered a know-it-all due to this, and is often teased when she tries to infodump any exciting new thing she's learned.

On that note, she also inherited her Mama Asya's autism (as well as the Mutheru aquiline nose), which only adds to her struggles due to her being born mute and becoming more reclusive as she grew up. She often hides in high places hidden from view to read and stay away from everyone, mostly due to her being so frequently ignored because of her mutism or teased for her book-smarts but lack of knowledge on how to properly express her emotions. This developed into her "cold and stoic" reputation and masking method, even though she is an emotional and highly empathetic person thanks to Asya teaching her and Divot comforting her.

Sira is one of the only two Dragonkin of Asya's lineage living on the Immortal Sun, after Asya and her poly-fam move to Joka Ardhi. But despite Asya being a Ruby breed of Dragonkin, Sira and her younger brother Bori are both Opal Dragonkin, due to them both not being Sun Blessed or bearing the traits of their mother's pedigree. This is because specific conditions must be met in order for a Ruby Dragonkin to be born, and thereafter are considered their own species or breed. (But without these conditions tampering with Asya's firstborn or any child afterwards, every child born of Asya's blood are therefore all Opal Dragonkin (But only Njeri, Asya and Elbent's child, is a Ruby Dragonkin like Asya, since they were born on Joka Ardhi, and has since become the only one of Asya's species to be born during her reign as Dragon Queen)).

Divot (@cuppajj's OC, the child of Drillburst and Fort Max) is the only one who can truly understand Sira on a personal level. For even with them learning how to fluently use sign language, Divot has always been able to "read" and deeply understand Sira since they were kids, and as they grew up together to become warriors and wiser people as a whole, Divot can now read her body language just as clearly as her hand sign. To Divot, Sira can speak a thousand words with just a mere shrug, or say all that she needs to say with just a glance or glare. Deep down, Sira considers Divot her soulmate, thanks to their deep understanding of the mute Dragonkin, and deep down she feels drawn to them in a certain way~

~ Backstory ~

After the troubling birth of Elbent's second-born daughter Indicolite (in which Asya aided in the delivery, but when she was born blue and deathly still, she used the forbidden Soul Fire magic and gave up a piece of her soul to revive Indi), Asya immediately knew deep down that she yearned to bear a child of her own. The baby blues hit even stronger the moment she held the crying and lively newborn siren in her arms, now bearing a tiny shard of Asya's soul for the rest of her life.

There was just one problem with her wish... She was still stuck with the remnant parts of a man, despite her hormone replacement therapy granting her the physique of a woman.

So, it was decided, after much discussion and argument between Asya, Kevin, and Elbent, that until a more permanent solution could be found, they would craft a potion to temporarily grant Asya the full form of a woman, with her first love, Kevin, being chosen as the sire of this child. And for the first few months of her pregnancy, despite all the sickness and aches she felt... Asya finally felt whole. The dysphoria was gone, for the first time in her life, and Asya had never felt so happy since that day.

But the joy did not last... For when she reached only her seventh month, Asya began to bleed and knew something was wrong. The baby was coming. And she knew, despite the constant reassurance she gave to her spouses through her agony... She was dying. The potion was wearing off too soon, and Asya's body was reverting to its old state, with her womb slowly disappearing and the labor now starting to tear Asya apart from the inside.

Working quickly and efficiently, they finally delivered a healthy baby girl, but... Asya couldn't wake up. And while the newborn never cried her first breath, the screams that echoed from Elbent rang across the ship marked the event for all to remember for the rest of their lives, as her spouses soon ran in to witness Elbent slowly turning feral with grief, as she held her dead wife. Kevin and Conduit quickly worked together to patch Asya up and used Conduit's electricity to shock her back to life. And even though it worked... the new mother remained sleeping, too weak to wake up or even move. And upon checking on the premature infant, Nicole discovered why she was so eerily quiet....

The baby was born without a voice. Not even a voice box could be found in the newborn's throat, despite her having everything else she needed to breathe, drink, eat and live without any issues.

So, when Asya finally healed and came out of her coma a month later, the new parents worked during Asya's bed rest to learn sign language and form a curriculum for their mute daughter and all their kids and the crew of the ship to learn, in order to grant their youngest child the right to communicate as she grew. And as she did grow up strong but silent, Asya finally figured out a name for her now three month old, based purely on the appearance she inherited...

Sira, after her late grandmother, Gasira Mutheru, and Citrine for her middle name, after Apophis's daughter, the dragon who was meant to become the next Dragon Queen were it not for the Founders.

....... Growing up on the ship soon became a challenge all on its own for Sira, as without a voice or a clear way to communicate, the young Dragonkin was easily ignored due to how chaotic and loud everyone else was, despite their love and care for her. So, instead of trying to stand out to be seen, Sira opted to simply hide and be patient, wait for her turn for attention to get the things she needed, or simply go to Solclave, Blue Heron, Hawk or, more frequently, Divot for help.

Her visits to Divot and Drill to get away from the frantic lifestyle of her family grew more and more common, even more so when Sira became fully fluent in hand sign alongside her parents, her brothers and sister, and of course Divot, the only person quiet enough to listen to Sira who aided in helping her learn. Now with a more visual way of communicating beyond being dragged around, pointing and writing to show Sira's needs, the blue Dragonkin and the child of the bard quickly became a common sight around the ship, as they grew into mischievous teenagers and eventually witty young adults, masters in the ways of a warrior and seafaring pirates.

Mastering her icy blue flames and the ballet-like grace of her steel barbed whip, a weapon she hides as a belt under her sash while her leather corset protects her skin, Sira grew up into a formidable warrior due to the speed of her attacks and the range of both her fire magic and her weapon. However, Sira's greatest strength lies in her stealth and silence, alongside her quick wit and the trust she has in Divot.

~ Appearance ~

As she grew and neared her pre-teens, Sira looked almost entirely human during this phase of her childhood development, were it not for her sky blue hands and feet (aside from her soles and palms, which were the normal pale brown befitting a person of colour) alongside the very tiny stumps for horns hidden in her afro of dreadlocks. But as she reached her mid-teen years, she developed the traits befitting a blue Opal Dragonkin, with clawed draconic feet upon scaly legs, sharp clawed hands and fangs, a long tail with a short black tuft of fur at the tip, and short, slightly curved, gazelle-like horns. She hated this form of puberty since Dragonkin grow their scales through pimples, just like a human teenager with acne, but are extremely itchy as they emerge and become scales along the skin, which is also oily to help the scales develop into strong, vibrant and hard armour... but it stinks like rotting fish, unfortunately for Sira.

Fashion wise, Sira wears dusty-pastel blue, shoulderless blouses with long draping sleeves, all of them being made of silk or any soft fabrics she can find due to her finding cotton and linen too rough for her comfort. This is normally paired up with simple navy or dark blue pants that only reach her knees, to accommodate for her digitigrade legs, held up by a scarf belt Asya weaved for her 18th birthday, made of dark green and yellow cashmere... The colours of her crush, Divot, which she started wearing as a belt on the day Divot explained their pronouns to show her support for her She/They friend. (Yes, Asya knows this, and she excitedly ships them... She already has a golden cow statuette ready to give to Drillburst, as it is Jokani tradition for a parent or partner to give the family of the betrothed a cow as their dowry) And due to her constant reading, Sira developed bad eyesight and at the age of 12, earning her rectangular glasses that she cannot take off for anything other than baths and sleeping.

Sira inherited her mother's ebony skin tone, but due to her half-black genes, she's just one hue lighter than Asya but is still MUCH darker than Blue Heron. Alongside the Jokani completion, Sira also inherited her mother's long curls, and so keeping in her half-Jokani tradition and for easier hair maintenance, Sira has skinny and tight box braids that only reach below her chin and jaw, styled in a side-swept bob, with a few colourful beads to decorate the very ends of some of her braids in the colours of her parents:

Orange for Asya, Red for Kevin, Dark Blue for Brynjolf, Sky Blue for Elbent, and Emerald Green for Verglaust.

Two pairs are on the first two braids framing her face, to represent all four parents evenly, and two more pairs are on either side of her ears....... And yes, when it's windy, they do tend to whack her glasses.

~ Personality ~

Due to her growing up surrounded by loud, energetic and constantly busy family members, and an even louder ship full of crewmates constantly arguing, bantering, singing and fighting monsters of the sea or other pirates, Sira grew up feeling invisible for most of her life, finding comfort in books and solitude. But because of this lifestyle, she never felt the need to be emotionally expressive to make up for her lack of a voice, for who would even see her expressions or emotions when no one can hear her or remember to look her way?

As such, Sira doesn't speak, or rather sign, as much as she'd like to, simply because she rarely has much to say knowing she would just end up being talked over or not given attention in order to communicate at all, due to her mutism and her need to have someone who knows hand sign to speak to. So, when she does hold a conversation with someone, she often has a chilling and stoic aura around her, almost like an inability to use any of her emotions, which surprisingly aids in showing just how intelligent she can be.

However, Sira is actually very shy and introverted, and oftentimes finds herself acting rather awkward in most social situations due to her solitary lifestyle. This is where Divot comes in as her saving grace and her advocate.... For without them, Sira would be even more antisocial and outright afraid to even approach people, due to the huge barrier her disability causes.

When she's with Divot, Sira is much more expressive, relaxed and happy, to the point that no one on the entire ship, other than her parents, have ever seen her smile without Divot being there. It's gotten to the point, now that they are all older and have formed their adult lives on the ship, that every time Divot enters the room, Sira immediately brightens up and her fire magic flares due to her magic being fueled by her emotions and her literal heart. They usually show up as a smoke-filled sigh that comes out in the shape of a heart, or her tail tip catching fire suddenly. Divot has yet to realize this, much to Sira's relief in her hope of revealing her fiery heart's desire to them one day~

| Bori (Third child of Asya, Last child born on the ship to Elbent's family- Son of Asya and Verglaust) |

(Art belongs to PammyJammy117 on Twitter... I'm just using it as a placeholder cause HE EERIE LOOKS JUST LIKE VERGLAUST AND ASYA BUT WHITEWASHED, LIKE DAYUM)

He/Him, Pansexual

Voice Claim- Lon'qu from Fire Emblem Heroes Singing Voice: Rengoku's part in this... Bori would most likely sing this with Flora (Nicole's daughter) for a karaoke night of drunken fun.... but also I just really like this song ;3;

His full name is Borealis Kaito O'Murchadha-Mutheru, and instead of gaining a badass pirate name like the rest of his family... his appearance and the teasing from his much older siblings led to him earning the nickname "Panda". But, when he's finally treated more seriously, he bears the proud moniker of his name, Bori, after the adoptive albino Dunefarer that Asya considered her true father in her past.

His usual reaction to being called Panda is to immediately snap/spin to the one who called him that (usually just his siblings) and yell at the top of his voice "YOU..... Shut your face!!" and then just as suddenly return to whatever he was doing, including speaking at a calmer and quieter tone, as if it never happened. It's become an inside joke to the O'Murchadha-Mutheru siblings, to see just how far away they can be to see how loud Bori's voice can get.

Bori became the strongest person on the ship, in order to inherit his father's role as the protector of the Immortal Sun. And thanks to the crystal magic Asya discovered during her battle against her father, Bori soon gained the ability to transform into a 35 foot long white Lindwyrm.

Because he's the youngest on the ship, Bori was half raised on Joka Ardhi until he was around 20 years old, when he felt ready to live on the Immortal Sun away from his parents. During his time on land, he discovered his orientation and became a bit of a playboy amongst the Jokani. He did meet and eventually fall for a Dragonkin transwoman with lavender scales named Djamila, whom he visits once a year when the ship returns to Joka Ardhi for their annual family meeting to keep in touch. He hopes one day to bring her with him for the year to see the world beyond the southern kingdom's shores.... and marry her~

Should anything happen to Njeri or her future heirs when they becomes the next Dragon Monarch after Asya, Bori has given his consent to come back to Joka Ardhi and step in as a "stand-in" Dragon Lord until a suitable heir can replace him, be it his own children or someone he feels can bear the mantle of the crown. So, despite his Opal Dragonkin birth and his lack of coronation as crown prince, Bori is a real prince, and a cautionary heir apparent to the Throne of Crimson Sands. And should he actually become Dragon Lord, none would dare to oppose him due to his strength and kindness.

~ Backstory ~

Once again, the baby blues hit a now fully transitioned intersex Asya, only this time she was more severely warned by her husbands and wife that she cannot, under any circumstances, carry a child. Not until they were truly sure of her body being capable of undergoing such a taxing event and survive.

So, a deal was struck... Kevin would carry the child by undergoing an upgraded and longer lasting gender-bending potion, and through a mix of science and meticulous magical aid, a piece of Asya's DNA (her "seed") was altered to ensure she was the biological mother of the child. And, with Verglaust chosen as the sire, Kevin would henceforth be their gender-bent surrogate to the very first Half-Fauna dragon-hybrid, that being a half Desert Lindwyrm Dragon - half Sea Dragon.

Despite their worries of Kevin possibly facing body dysphoria and pain from carrying a child, let alone one bearing a plethora of sturdy genes (of both an increased dragon bloodline instead of a half human one, and Verglaust's dominant giant-size gene), Kevin had no issues and instead experienced a surprisingly pleasant pregnancy and birth... At the result of him realizing that he was genderfluid and loved appearing as masculine or as feminine as he felt each day, to the point that he and Elbent now have daily arguments over her dresses that he steals borrows.

When the baby was born, there was no question on what to name him, especially after the shock wore off from the fact that the infant's ebony skin had white Dragonkin traits. The white scales of his Dragonkin features would soon lead to his parents deciding on the name Borealis, after Asya's father figure who often wore a white wolf pelt to cover his pale, albino skin.

However, because of his literal "black and white" appearance, as well as his early growth spurt making him as tall as Elbent by the time he was ten, his siblings and most of the crew started calling him "Panda". This, however, would be a name that he'd greatly benefit from as it perfectly described him in personality too... For when the day came that his parents decided to leave the Immortal Sun and live in Joka Ardhi, bringing Bori with them after consent was given to let him be raised by his parents until he was ready to return to the ship, many of his now adult aged siblings were given the roles of their parents, be it by the child's choice or inherited by birthright.

And so, Bori grew up for half his life in the royal palace of Joka Ardhi, a designated prince by blood as he grew in both size and power, while also growing up hearing the tales of his parents' heroic deeds during their decades at sea. And as he grew to be just as big as his father, Bori was inspired by him and so chose to inherit the role of the "guardian" of the ship, once he was old enough and felt ready to leave. During his final month in preparation for his departure, his mother Asya revealed to him the secret of her family, of how she won the war against her father for the crown... The crystals that bore the ability to change a dragon from before the Founder's War into humans could also allow humans bearing their blood to turn into titan sized dragons.

Immediately, Bori took his chance to fully embrace the old mantle of his father and gained the ability to turn into a giant Lindwyrm at will, just like his mother could, but one capable of rapid speeds through both air and sea thanks to his inherited White and Yellow fire magic allowing him to hop and glide through the air, while his father's sea dragon genes allowed him to swim faster than the wind... Even though he requires a potion to grant him gills.

~ Appearance ~

Bori is the only one so far to be JUST as tall as Solclave once he's fully grown, all thanks to his father's tall genes and his mother's Dragonkin size boosting genes adding onto it. It certainly doesn't help that he's also huge in a physical way, due to his training to tone his growing body and prepare it for his chosen role as guardian of the ship, a mantle he eagerly wished to gain to honour both his father and maternal grandfather-by-choice.

As such, Bori usually wears armour that mostly consists of leather pants, metal knee pads and boots, leather straps crossed over his bare chest (that constantly creak with strain when he crosses his arms) that hold his twin sinmalayat swords at his hips, and a metal pauldron covering the entirety of each shoulder down to his bicep, one cut in the shape of a wolf skull, the other of a dragon.

...... He refuses to wear a shirt or coat.

Beyond that, he mostly inherited his father's looks, but he has his mother's ebony skin tone, though his is a bit lighter and towards a bronze hue. He also has central heterochromia, with his father's sunset-orange eyes being in the center while his mother's aquamarine-blue hue surround the rings of orange... And sometimes, when his eyes are half-lidded, they appear just like a golden sun on the sea horizon. He often wears his black, wavy curls half-up in a messy bun to hide them, while the rest of his hair reaches just past his shoulders, with three beads (green, orange and red for his father, mother and surrogate carrier) in a single row woven into the hair-tie, as is tradition of a Jokani child.

~ Personality ~

Upon first impressions, Bori appears stoic, intimidating and a terrifying presence to be near, which certainly fit his overshadowing appearance and height. However, once someone gets to truly talk to him without showing him any fear, Bori finally reveals his true personality...

A kind, mannerly, sweet and caring guy who tends to be rather sheepish and easily flustered at the simplest of compliments.

He is very playful with his siblings, since they rarely saw each other before he joined the crew once he was of age, and to make up for lost time they constantly prank each other. In turn, he is very protective of his older sister Sira, the only other Dragonkin on the ship, and the two form a close bond as they celebrate both sabbatic and religious traditions of their Jokani culture together, to honour their mother and family when they miss them.

And when the day comes that he finally brings his girlfriend on board, they celebrate their Jokani ways as a new family to help Djamila (often called Millie for short) settle in and enjoy her time on the ship... just as the crew did when Asya first came on board~

And to finish this off.... here's everyone's heights, with Asya (in her true Dragonkin form), Verglaust, Elbent, Kevin and Solclave for comparisons.

#pirateformers au #tigracespace #ezra iolite og work #character bios #Conduit #Sira #Bori the Second

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princesscatalina99 · 1 year

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This will be most likely on instagram but I haven’t fully decided yet.

Small Introduction

Hey there. This isn’t my first roleplay, but it’s my first time doing it on this platform. I’m not sure if I’m using twitter or instagram. I’m leaning towards insta but I may get more people on twitter.. I really hope you guys like this group and we can all have some fun!

Plot

It’s basically what happens in season 3. I put a small synopsis in case you forgot. I may just watch it on Netflix to try and remember everything.

Season 3 took place primarily during Archie, Veronica, Betty, and Jughead's Junior year of high school. Between gang wars, cult rituals, and musical rehearsals, they actually went to prom and took the SATs.

Here’s my character’s backstory. Catalina Andrews doesn’t remember much from her younger years in Riverdale but she remembers more than her mother claims to have. She was a year younger than her brother and he was her favorite person in the world. She remembers the last Christmas they spent together. The Andrews went to the zoo and she saw a red panda and every time they went to see Santa, she begged him for a red panda. And even though it wasn’t a real one, she got a stuffed one that she named Jasper. She remembered going to Pop’s and she got a chocolate milkshake and tried to steal Archie’s French fries.

Well.. all that changed when her mother Mary, for whatever reason, decided to take her away from Archie when she was only 4 years old. Catalina cried as she was torn away from her favorite person in the world. She and Mary moved to Chicago.

While she lived there, she had quite a gloomy life. She hoped every day that she could escape and run back to Riverdale to find her brother. Her mother told her that he would never remember her anymore and he wouldn’t welcome her back. When she was just about to turn 15, she snuck out and ran out. She took her sketchbook, a few snacks and Jasper in her bag and ran out. She has finally arrived in Riverdale after 11 years and no matter what the differences are, she just wants to be with her favorite big brother in all the world. She just hopes her mother wasn’t right and be rejected from her own brother and father.

Rules

1. Please know the show, characters and season before you choose the characters

2. This includes a little bit of sex so please make sure you’re 18+! If you’ve seen riverdale you should probably know that already.

3. I would prefer if my character was the only oc. I don’t want people to take ocs and no canons. So I’d say please choose canons before ocs.

4. Please try to be literate. I would like people to do 3+ lines. Please only speak English and use no *..* when roleplaying and use full sentences.

5. Lgbtqia+ ships are allowed. Please no homophonic slurs or you will be removed.

6. You can play as many characters as you can control.

7. Please try and stay as active as possible.

8. Please stick to the ships I have put down below. You may make new ones if you’d like to.

9. If you would like a course on how to roleplay, just message me and I help.

10. Have fun!

Roles (in alphabetical order)

Alice Smith: Open

Archie Andrews: Open

Betty Cooper: Open

Black Hood: Open

Catalina Andrews: Taken by me

Charles Smith: Open

Cheryl Blossom: Open

Chic “Cooper”: Open

Claudius Blossom: Open

Clifford Blossom: Open

Edgar Evernever: Open

Ethel Muggs: Open

Evelyn Evernever: Open

Fred Andrews: Open

FP Jones: Open

Gargoyle King: Open

Gladys Jones: Open

Hermione Lodge: Open

Hiram Lodge: Open

Jellybean Jones: Open

Joaquin Desantos: Open

Josie McCoy: Open

Jughead Jones: Open

Kevin Keller: Open

Mary Andrews: Open

Moose Mason: Open

Penelope Blossom: Open

Reggie Mantle: Open

Sweet Pea: Open

Toni Topaz: Open

Veronica Lodge: Open

Ships

Betty Cooper and Jughead Jones

Veronica Lodge and Archie Andrews

Cheryl Blossom and Toni Topaz

Kevin Keller and Moose Mason

Mary Andrews and Fred Andrews

Hiram Lodge and Hermione Lodge

Thanks for reading everything! I really hope you have taken the time to read everything through. I hope I’ll see you all here! Please comment below what character(s) you would like to play.

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waterloou · 3 years

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Numbers 5, 17, and 44 for the spotify wrapped ask!

Probably my George Weasley x oc pairing! They’re sweet, domestic, and just compliment one another so well

Probably my Gargoyle Gang oc, Jynx. She’s wild, chaotic, and dabbles in dark forces(that end up getting her killed. Also a sadist

I’m gonna be honest, I’ve got no clue for this one

#oc: bennett weasley #otp: laughter is the best medicine #oc: gabriela jynx papela #gargoyle gang oc

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southsidearchive · 5 years

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FALLOWEEN 2019 - Things on the Southside are about to get a whole lot spookier.

Announcement with more information coming on 1st October 2019.

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n0-eyedtaissa · 5 years

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The Gargoyle Gang : An Introduction to the Descent into Madness

Aiden Kurtz: He can remember how it started, but he can’t seem to put the pieces together in order to figure out how things got this bad. It wasn’t always like this. It started at Southside High School, in Mr. Phillips’s English class. The man took a particular liking to Aiden, told the teenage boy that he had potential but he needed to apply himself more. Started calling him by his last name, “You know, like the character from the novel? Or have you been skipping out on your readings?” The kind teacher looked at Aiden with expectant eyes, holding up a well-marked copy of Heart of Darkness. Not wanting to be chastised for spacing out in class, Aiden nods along, zipping up his black JanSport and throwing the backpack over one shoulder. “Come by my office after school, kid. I think you and I could help each other out.” He trusts his teacher enough not to think ill of him, so he reports to Mr. Philips’s room right after seventh period ends. “Ah, Mr. Kurtz! Glad you could join me!” Aiden liked the way his last name rolled off the man’s tongue, he made a mental note to tell his friends that he just wanted to go by “Kurtz” now. The trusted teacher clapped a friendly hand over the boy’s shoulder, steering him down the hallway and down the chilly metal stairs and into the depths of the old school’s basement. Fizzle rocks. It’s an invitation to a world that Kurtz wouldn’t be able to get out of until it killed him. “You can’t tell anyone about this, Kurtz” And he doesn’t.

Hunter Alex: Seeing red was easy for him. Anger was a palpable emotion, one that was easy to relieve himself of. There’s a fist-sized hole in the drywall of his bedroom, he covers the hole with a poster of a loud band that really couldn’t be classified as “music,” just noise. The pills get handed to him every morning before school, and again just before he goes to bed. Mom used to keep the orange plastic bottles in the bathroom medicine cabinet until she caught Hunter double-dipping one too many times. He was torn between wanting to feel everything and nothing simultaneously. Hunter can remember his mom crying after he broke the hallway mirror, glass shards poking out of the peaks of his now-split knuckles. “I just don’t know what I’m supposed to do with him! He scares me, I’m scared of my own son! What kind of mother can say that?” The woman lit up a cigarette as she ranted to Clint, or as Hunter liked to call him, husband number three. “Send his sorry ass off to military school, that’s what my dad did with me and I turned out to be a damn good man!” The big man is boisterous as he takes another long swig off a warm can of Coors Lite, the neckline of his wife-beater soaked with a thin layer of sweat. When Hunter notices the hand-shaped bruises on his mother’s arms, he corners his step-father in the kitchen, pushes the man in the nook between the refrigerator and the stove and delivers a swift uppercut to Clint’s jaw before repeatedly punching him square in the nose. “Who’s a good man now?”

Jackson Schulz: When he was a kid, he remembered telling his parents that he wanted to be a scientist; a physicist or a doctor. He couldn’t even spell the word “physicist,” but he thought that he would make a good one. His parents are supportive — they buy him the toy kits, the plastic test tubes and the junior microscope, take him out to dinner when he wins first place at the science fair, brag to all of their snooty co-workers about how smart their boy was. He thinks about those days, when everything was innocent and no one was getting hurt. The prodigal son of a doctor and a lecturer, meant for greatness but always falling short. Jackson can remember the first time he watches his father exchange his stash of medical-grade pharmaceuticals for money; There’s a young man with curly hair and wide eyes standing at the back door of the big yellow house, waiting for the sleight-of-hand exchange of money for the big sack of pills. It was right after Grandma got her diagnosis, the cancer came back after being long-dormant and it was aggressive as ever. The insurance company wasn’t going to be able to cover the cost of all the expenses anymore, so the family was forced to reevaluate their options. Jackson watches the shallow rise and fall of her breathing as she sleeps, Hospice set up a bed in the living room now, complete with all the tubes, bells, and whistles. He tiptoes over to the staircase and watches as his father injects something into the IV drip. It’s the first time that he realizes chemicals have a certain kind of power.

Wyatt Hudson: Curiosity may have killed the cat, but hey, at least the cat got its answer. He was born with too many questions and not enough answers. Wyatt’s mom swears to God in Heaven that her son’s first words were “But why?” The young boy had a hunger for knowledge and thought that he could answer every question in the world if he asked the right people. When the family was forced to move into a different, smaller house; But why? When mama said that daddy wasn’t coming back now or ever; But why? When Wyatt’s older sister Raven ran off and left her newborn baby at home; But why? There were so many questions he had yet to have answered, but some that he was too scared to ask. He finds a boy who’ll answer almost anything (within reason), and promises that he’s found a way to make sense of things, to make sense of everything. “It’s just a game, what’s so special about it?” Kurtz smiles, which is an unnerving expression with his gaunt features, lifeless eyes and pupils that look wrong and too big. “It��s not a game, it’s so much more,”. He grabs Wyatt by the hand and leads his friend over to the locker bank. Kurtz’s fingers are cold and shaky as he dials the combination, pulling out the worn paperback player’s manual. Turning on his boot-heels, he tosses the book at Wyatt, who fumbles to catch it. Gryphons and Gargoyles. It scares him and excites him all in one. When things get bad, when it becomes more than a game, and Wyatt can’t bear to look himself in the eye, he has one question for the person that got him into this mess in the first place.

#riverdale gargoyle gang #gargoyles #gryphons and gargoyles #riverdale kurtz #gargoyle oc #jonathan whitesell #charlie heaton #dane dehaan #sol goss #riverdale oc

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missvifdor · 3 years

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My MC /OC /YUU, in the doorframe of the entrance to Ramshackle:

My MC /OC /YUU: W -Why ..? Grimm, I'm not crazy, it's not my birthday. Or yours yet?

Grimm: No but I'm not going to complain, it smells so good! * Dive into the assembly of packages and gift packages in pink and red *

* The First Year Gang arrives to look for MC for classes like every morning *

Deuce: Eh! I didn't know you were so popular MC!

My MC /OC /YUU: Me? Popular? I reassure you right away, in my world I was considered as the weird and silent child of the class. So popular I have never been very popular.

Ace: Do you know at least what day we have?

My MC /OC /YUU: No ...?

Jack: It's Valentine's Day * Sniff the air * Ugh! All this sugar gives me stomach ache and toothache ...

Grimm: It's so good MC! * Eyes that glow * Free chocolate! I'm going to be happy to eat it all!

Epel: Easy, Grimm, they're at MC you should ask her before you binge without permission.

Grimm: * Touching eyes and adorable gaze *

My MC /OC /YUU: * Sigh * Isn't that risking your health at least? I mean .. you really look like a cat and chocolate is poison to them.

Grimm: Who do you take me for? A vulgar animal? I'm a monster, obviously I can eat anything!

My MC /OC /YUU: Alright. You can take it but out of the question that you abuse it and fall ill afterwards, understand?

Grimm: You are the best Dorm Leader! Yahoou! * Plunges back among the packages happily *

Sebek: IF WE DON'T HURRY, WE WILL BE LATE FOR CLASSES!

My MC /OC /YUU: Sorry, Sebek, I'm making you late ... Go ahead I'll take the packages inside and I'll join you!

Jack: Do not be ridiculous, we will help you it will go faster.

* Our happy group of friends are going to their first class of the day *

* My MC /OC /YUU going to sit in his usual place *

My MC /OC /YUU: Is it really happening ...? * Turns all red * I even get flowers, now.

Ace: * Smirk * You look so shocked, like this is the first time this has happened to you, Hehe!

My MC /OC /YUU: ....

Deuce: Is this the first time this has happened to you ?!

My MC /OC /YUU: I told you before, I was not very popular and not very pretty. Boys and girls aren't really used to looking around in my path and neither am I.

Ace and Deuce: * Mumbles * His world must be filled with blind people ...

* Later that day they pass Cater, Trey and Riddle *

Cater: * Put his arm around MC's shoulders * Hello lovely young lady! What are you planning to give me for Valentine's Day? Although, you know I prefer the salty.

Riddle: Cater! This is inappropriate!

My MC /OC /YUU: Don't worry, Riddle. Well Cater, I completely forgot that it was today and I don't have a present for you, I'm sorry. Besides, why do I have to offer you one, we are not in a relationship?

Trey: Tradition has it that girls give chocolates to their friends and loved one. Doesn't that work in your world?

My MC /OC /YUU: Actually, no. Valentine's Day is only a day for couples, at least that's how it is in my country but I know that in Japan, another country, it works the same as Twisted Wonderland. But if you really want chocolates, I can make some for you, that makes me happy! I'm only sorry I didn't give them to you on the right date ...

Riddle: Don't bother if you don't want to, MC!

My MC /OC /YUU: I really don't mind, I would only need to borrow the kitchens from Heatslabyul. That of Ramshackle is not sufficiently equipped or even in good condition to work in good conditions. Dust is falling from the ceiling all the time, I wouldn't want that to end up in the preparation.

Trey: It works, come see me after class when you finish I'll give you the keys to the kitchen.

* Later that day, in Heatslabyul's kitchen *

My MC /OC /YUU: Well let's see ... Rose and violet chocolates are for Riddle. The orange and blood citrus ones are for Trey. The spicy beef and chicken mini skewers are for Cater. Ace has his pastry cream strawberries. Deuce to his red berry and chocolate pancakes. Leona ... Her filet mignon meal basket with sweet and salty honey. Ruggie his donuts and donuts are ready, all they need to do is garnish and fill them. Jack doesn't like things that are too sweet or unhealthy ... so a mango and coconut sorbet. Azul pays close attention to her figure, so poached pears in honey. Jade un Canteloupe and blueberries with green tea and lime. Floyd strawberry chocolates in the shape of shrimp and sea animals. Kalim and Jamil hot chili chocolates and rhubarb and date jam that they can put on homemade brioche toast. Vil, Rook and Epel fresh fruit salad, French pancakes with rum and apple clafoutis. Idia ... chocolate and peanut butter pop cake with a Bubble Tea with tapioca pearls and mango and candies for Ortho. Malleus popsicles in the shape of a gargoyle and a bouquet of chocolate in the shape of roses, Lilia macaroons with mint and vanilla in the shape of a bat, Sebek ... A mini figurine of Malleus in dark chocolate and food coloring, for Silver it will be passion fruit Pasteis De Nata. And Grimm ... Squid with seafood and vegetables. Lord! I've never cooked for so many people! I'll put it all in the fridge and go home!

* My MC /OC /YUU coming home exhausted *

My MC /OC /YUU collapsing on Ramshackle's living room couch: Lord! I am so tired!

Grimm: Your hands smell full of delicious smells! Am I going to have some too?

My MC /OC /YUU: * Smells his hands and grimaces * Ugh! It especially smells like chocolate fish! It makes me sick ... I'm coming back I'll try to make this smell available, by all the gods ...

* Grimm who decides to wait for him while eating another packet of chocolate intended for MC *

Grimm: * Starts at coughed, disgusted * Yuck! These taste too weird !!

My MC /OC /YUU who comes back with his hands washed aggressively: You make a funny face, what's happening to you?

Grimm: These chocolates are too weird, I don't like them.

My MC /OC /YUU : Let me see? * Frowns and takes a chocolate to eat it * * Chew gently * Hmm ... it's true they have a weird aftertaste ... I feel weird ... M-My head spinning ... I can't feel my legs anymore ... * Fainted on the ground *

Grimm: Nyah! MC! Don't move, I'll get help!

* A few hours after taking MC to the infirmary, the strange chocolates were analyzed and an emergency meeting of the leaders and vice-dormitory leaders be given *

Professor Crewel: The results are clear ... The chocolates contained a love potion prepared in the most mediocre manner I have ever seen. So this has the effect on the Prefect of Ramshackle that she is falling into a deep sleep.

Kalim, with tears in his eyes: Is there no cure ?!

Crewel: Yes.

Leona, hiding her concern with aggression: And ?!

Crowley: The only solution for my dear MC to wake up is the ... The kiss of true love ...

Azul: I thought it only existed in children's books .. What if it doesn't work? How is it supposed to work?

Trein: That's the problem. The person kissing MC must be the person they love.

Ace who holds Grimm in his arms because the poor thing is absolutely devastated: Does MC at least love someone ?!

Jade: You are his closest friends, you should know that.

Deuce: MC never talks to us about that kind of thing and neither do we, she says all the time that it's her private life and that it's none of our business .... Oh MC ...

Jamil: Grimm, do you know?

Grimm who sniffs and holds back his tears: NOOooOoo ...!

Ace: Don't worry Grimm, we'll find the person who did this to her and she better be sorry for even entering this school.

Azul: Floyd will certainly be happy to help you find him, he has a special affection for MC.

Riddle: You can count on us too! We will make him regret acting in a manner so disrespectful and dangerous towards MC and the school rules!

Crowley: Come on gentlemen, let's try to act in a neutral and professional manner * Whisper to himself * If I find this little fool I'll be happy to kick him out of this school forever!

Malleus: If you let me deal with this man's case personally, I can assure you that he will never return to this school. Because he won't have any legs at all.

Idia: I'm still going to do some research approach to find out if there are no other solutions with MC!

Ortho: Big Bro, you'll have to come and try to wake MC up with a kiss first.

Idia panics immediately: I- I don't think it will work w-with me! How could MC love a geek like m-me ?!

Ortho, happily: Don't devalue yourself, Big Bro ! You have all your chances!

Rook: Oui, Mon cher, you have every chance! MC must obviously have noticed your unique charm!

Ruggie: * Whispers mockingly * Ah that, to be unique, he is! Shishishishi!

Lilia: * Laugh slightly * Let's see if our dear Idia has the courage to come out of his den.

Vil: That's enough you two, what we're talking about is serious. It is not time for jokes!

Trey, whispering sadly to himself: And to think that a few hours ago MC and I were talking in the kitchen and cooking like nothing had happened ... She had put so much heart into her preparations...

* Everyone is gathered in the infirmary plus the rest of the boys *

Riddle who blushes a lot: So uh ... how do we do it? Are we in line?

Crewel: The best is if you all wait outside and come one by one to Miss MC. If either of you ever wakes her up, I think you both need to discuss it.

The boys went by one by one and finally ....

Twisted boy: Okay ... It's my turn. * Enter the infirmary and approach MC * Hi MC. I'm sorry to kiss you without your consent but ... we have no other solutions at this time. Please forgive me .. * Kiss her *

My MC /OC YUU: * Wakes up coughing very hard until spitting out a piece of half-melted chocolate * WHAT THE HELL ?!

Twisted boy: You're awake! * Hugs her *

My MC /OC /YUU: * hugs him back * What's going on ?!

Twisted boy: * Explain everything to her * That's why I kissed you. Aren't you angry?

My MC /OC /YUU: No, no! I understand that was the only solution, thank you for freeing me from the negligence of the fool who gave me these cursed chocolates!

* My MC /OC /YUU finally realizes what it means *

My MC /OC /YUU: So uh .. Yeah I love you I guess ... But if you don't feel anything for me I totally understand and we can stay like we are now! I promise not to make this awkward or weird!

Twisted boy: Actually, it's good because ... I also feel the same way but I didn't know how to tell you.

My MC /OC /YUU: ... So ... you wanna go on a date with me?

Twisted boy: I would love that!

* Grimm who goes into the infirmary like a cannonball *

Grimm: MC! YOU ARE ALIVE ! MY HANDMAN, YOU WON'T EAT ANY MORE WITHOUT I TASTING IT FIRST! * Hopped into MC's arms to give her a hug *

#Twisted Wonderland MC #Twisted Wonderland Yuu #Twisted Wonderland Grimm #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland imagines #disney twisted wonderland imagine #Disney twisted wonderland #Twisted Wonderland #Twst #twst x reader #Heatslabyul #Savanaclaw #Octavinelle #Scarabia #Pomefiore #Ignihyde #Diasomnia #Ramshackle #Night Raven College

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technicallyoneofakind · 2 years

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I decided to remimagine an old oc as the father of my Fallout 4 character, Lucille.

Gardio Chapel was a very tall and large man. As a detective he aimed to be kind, just, and fair to others around him. He wanted to make sure that his little girl Lucille had the best of the best. Despite being compared to an intimidating gargoyle, Chapel was a big softie around those who got to know him.

While Chapel had no involvement with Winter's End, he occasionally bumped into the lead investigator of the case while working one of his own. He always walked away thinking he was a pretty stand up guy. He even hoped he could work with him one day. Unfortunately, that day never came.

Lucille adored her father. He's the entire reason she became a lawyer. She often grapples with the guilt that he may have disapproved of her getting involved the the Red Fox gang- a group of Robin Hood types that stole from the rich to give to the poor.

The second image is after she came home from taking the dreaded BAR exam. She's tired. Her dad's petting her head and probably telling her to get some sleep.

These were inspired by my conversations with @syntheticmelancholy .

#fallout 4 #fo4 #sole survivor #fallout 4 oc #Lucille #Lucille Chapel #Gardio Chapel

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thenixkat · 3 years

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HCs and OCs for a fic

Toyomitsu family: Descended from one of the first giant mutants in Japan. Tend to have monster or animal related transformation quirks in addition to being huge. Own farmland and forested areas all over the Kansai region. The family founded the Devil’s Market yakuza group which has been extremely long-running and focused on buying and selling illicit goods, general goods, and general supplies and labor for larger people. A Toyomitsu has been either the boss or first lieutenant of the Devil’s Market for as long as it’s existed. They had to move out of their Osaka base when All For One set up shop, their current main base of operations is in Esuha city. The family also runs a franchise of butcher shops across most of Japan under the name of Oni Meats which carries a vast selection of animal protein from around the world. Nearly all members of the family have prey drives from their monstrous transformations.

Ma- Manami- (Quirk) Bugbear- transformation quirk. If the user is sufficiently fat then they can transform into a hybrid bear/reptile monster. Has great senses and night vision as well as enhanced strength. Can induce fear by staring someone directly in the eyes. -->Prefers not to be involved with the less legal dealings of the family and Devil’s Market. She’s more than capable of being as much of if not more a terrifying mob boss than her little brother. She just likes farming better. -->Generally doesn’t look people in the eyes unless she doesn’t like them b/c her terror-inducing power stays active regardless of her form. She prefers not to scare folks who don’t deserve it. -->Gets on very well with her sister-in-law, if she wasn’t married she’d steal her brother’s wife. -->Met her husband in a fighting ring. She eviscerated him with her claws and he broke one of her arms and several of her ribs. They started talking while getting patched up. -->Is about 7’10” and built like a well-padded brick house. -->Is the one who judges new recruits into the gang. Tends to have them do farm work for at least a month to get a bead on their personalities.

Pa- Noel ‘Blue Devil’ Diablo nee Toyomitsu- (Quirk) Energy absorption- emitter quirk. Can absorb, temporarily store, and redirect kinetic/thermal/electric energy. Too much energy kept in the body for too long causes reckless and impulsive behavior and hyperactivity. Devil- mutant quirk. Has devil-like horns and a tail. -->Used to be a nomad b4 settling down with his strong beautiful wife. Supported himself on his travels with fighting, gambling, handyman skills, and musical skills. -->Brings nothing to the table in his household other than his good looks, good nature, and knack for fixing things and a broad range of skills. -->Holding in excess energy makes him glow blue, especially his horns. -->Loves his family just so much. Is the goofy dad and great flirty husband. -->Loved to carry his kids until they got waaaay too big for him to pick up. Stands on a char to talk to his kids and wife on their level. B/c they are just so damn tall. -->Is 6 ft tall with a strong build with very little body fat b/c of a side effect of his quirk. He gets cold easily b/c of this and it bothers his joints.

Grandpa- Ryuji ‘The Dragon/ Dread Emperor of Giants’ - (Quirk) Dragon- transformation quirk. Can transform into an eastern dragon or humanoid eastern dragon with the severity of the transformation depending on percentage of body fat. Can also control the weather. -->Controlling the weather means that his farms never have a bad year. He does sell this service on the black market through the Devil’s Market. -->Wanted to be a hero when he was young and stopped when his mom got sent to jail for vigilantism and murder for stopping a serial killer from preying on women in the community -->Retired after a betrayal from some too ambitious underlings lead to a crippling knee injury. Still acts as a source of wisdom for the family and the gang. -->Is the go-to babysitter. -->Prefers to be in his transformed state and hates the anti-public quirk use laws with a passion. -->His full dragon form is as long as a bus and can fly. His humanoid dragon form/human form (sans antlers) is 8’5”

Grandma- Akane- (Quirk) None. -->An ex-mercenary who beat Ryuji in his prime AND in his full dragon form with nothing but some rope and her bare hands. -->Very good with guns and knives -->Takes advantage of the fact that as a plump quirkless woman she tends to get overlooked by people with powers to end fuckers. -->Was the one who got rid of the over-ambitious underlings who attempted a coup against her husband. -->Is about 5’10”, very chubby, wears glasses, and is rather soft-spoken. -->Is an icon to the quirkless members of the Devil’s Market and teaches them how to fight people with powers.

Uncle- Wani ‘The Butcher’- (Quirk) Crocodilian- transformation quirk. Similar to grandpa but crocodile instead of dragon. Has a great sense of smell and hearing as well as night vision. Is bulletproof at full strength. -->A strong proponent of community defense to the point where more people came to him about community issues than go to police or heroes. He gets problems handled permanently. -->Also heavily invested in technology and occult studies to see if there was a way to make life easier for people -->Also prefers to be in his transformed state -->Caught and ate 3 quirk diagnosing doctors in the area who were trafficking children into human experimentation. Managed to rescue most of the kids. -->Was arrested and sent to Tartarus for a string of killing corrupt cops and heroes fucking around in his neighborhood. His family often visits him. -->Fell for his wife when she bet him she could drink him under the table with the loser paying the tab. She won. -->Is about 8 ft tall and at least half as wide b4 going to jail. In prison he rapidly lost weight, the family is planning a jailbreak.

Auntie- Jay ‘Jaybird/Hummingbird’ Johnson nee Toyomitsu- (Quirk) Fast Twitch- emitter quirk. A speedster type. Can move and think at superhuman speeds for a few minutes at a time every hour. Has a very high metabolism and needs to consume large amounts of food in general. -->Was a villain before settling down. Still pulls off a robbery every now and then and has a fondness for gems. -->A Black American who came to Japan to hide from law enforcement after a heist gone wrong. -->Thinks that the way people throw the word villain around to just about any fucker committing any kind of crime while using a quirk really dilutes the word. Thinks that villains need fun costumes and proper themes and intent. -->Her sister-in-law was one of the first women she’s ever met who never criticized her eating habits and she would kill for the other woman. Ride or die friendship. -->Is constantly hungry due to her speedster metabolism and has to eat a lot. -->About 5’8” and leggy with plenty of visible muscle.

Sister- Onini ‘Oni/Gargoyle’- (Quirk) Gargoyle- transformation quirk. Can transform into a stone-skinned gargoyle with the severity of the transformation being dependant on amount of body fat. Heat Sink- emitter quirk. Can absorb, store, and release thermal energy. -->Tried to become a hero but was bullied out of school -->Named after one of her mom’s friends -->Considers cousin Kenji to be effectively one of her brothers -->Became a firefighter and uses her quirks on the job even tho it’s illegal. Not like the people she’s saving are gonna complain. -->Tends to flirt with strong women. -->Actually tends to stay partially transformed b/c she likes having a tail and passes herself off as a mutant -->If she gets too hungry and loses control she can become a heat vampire and freeze things to death while feeding on their body heat. -->Spends a lot of time helping out on the farm and her mother is most likely to pass ownership of the family land to her once she retires. -->The most likely person in her generation of the family to have biological kids. --->Keeps teasing Fatgum about when he’s gonna officially adopt his interns. -->Is about 7’5” and technically is too heavy to fly but she glides pretty well.

Cousin- Kenjiro ‘Kenji/Ken/Shuten’- (Quirk) Fast Oni- transformation quirk. Can transform into an oni with enhanced speed and strength. Transforming causes his metabolism to speed up and he burns fat to stay in oni form. Has a speedster metabolism in regular form, if he doesn’t eat a substantial meal every 5 hours he starts losing weight (fat and muscle) rapidly and is consequently always hungry. -->Would love to stay in his transformed form but can’t due to the timer. -->Is jealous of Taishiro’s height and metabolism so he makes fun of the way Tai’s face looks when he’s transformed. Also jealous of Onini’s ability to not be constantly hungry. -->Is constantly hungry from the day his quirk came in and had to take appetite suppressants during puberty to keep from losing his head and chowing down on anything and anyone in reach during his growth spurts. -->Has been mistaken for Fatgum more than once due to their similar-ish size and clothing choices. It frustrates him to no end b/c he’s way darker than Tai and prefers wearing blue or white. -->Has intentionally eaten people. Most notable example being him ending a war with a rival yakuza group by capturing, butchering, and cooking the rival leader and openly serving him for dinner at the peace treaty/gang merger. -->Strongly supports Fatgum as a hero and the two combine resources to help the community whether that is through funding housing for the homeless or getting a very good tailor the resources to make clothing for specific clientele or sending the other to deal with a situation appropriately. -->Brings a knife to a gunfight b/c he’s a superstrong speedster and a gun ain’t go do shit if you ain’t got no hands. -->Thinks Overhaul is a stupid asshole b/c it’s not that hard to get blood out of a kid or train a kid to be ok with it. -->Is about 7’10” and has heard every short joke under the sun from Tai

Fatgum-Taishiro ‘Tai’- (Quirk) Fat Absorption- Transformation quirk into an uncanny valley cartoony blob man that is as strong as the amount of body fat he has. Can absorb, neutralize, or release kinetic energy. Eyes glow in the dark like a cartoon when his quirk is active. Has a great sense of taste and is incapable of feeling sated/is always hungry. Also has an extremely efficient digestive system that breaks food down in seconds. Can also convert fat into muscle as well as generally having enhanced strength and speed while transformed. -->Was a late bloomer. His quirk didn’t start coming in till he was 8 and it took a while b4 he was fat enough for it to have notable effects. -->Preferred being in his skinnier form during middle and high school due to bullying and self-esteem issues that he didn’t work through until his early twenties. -->Started high school at 5’7” (170 cm) at 14 yrs old and was 8’2 (250 cm) when he graduated at 18 yrs old. Puberty was hell and pants were his enemy. -->Had a friend in hero support who took it as a personal challenge to make him clothing that he couldn’t destroy, that would grow and shrink with him, and that he couldn’t outgrow heightwise either. Ended up inventing ‘indestructible pants’ and making bank. -->Does not have canine teeth due to a mutation related to his quirk. Does have several rows of teeth that can replace themselves like a shark’s due to the same mutation. The fuckery of his mouth is only really noticeable if he’s ‘stretching’/pushing his transformation to its fullest extent or if someone’s feeling around inside of his mouth for whatever reason. -->Does not have a gag reflex -->Has been constantly hungry since his quirk emerged and like Kenji had to take appetite suppressants during his growth spurts to keep control of himself. An asshole classmate once replaced his appetite suppressants with appetite stimulants to see what happens. Several people ended up hospitalized, Taishiro still has nightmares about it and said asshole student actually managed to get expelled. Has a restraining order against said asshole classmate who fucked off to England to be a hero there. -->Is so glad he’s done growing. Went through clothes like water when he was a teen. -->Going several days without getting enough calories in tends to activate his prey drive and he really doesn’t like that b/c heroes shouldn’t murder or maul people. Figured out this aspect when he mauled a bully after his quirk just came in and later during a survival training exercise in hero school in which he ended up eating a live bear after several days of living on trail rations (scared his teammates for life with that one). -->A lot of aspects of his costume with the bright colors and friendly mannerisms is to reduce the intimidation factor/terrifying aspects of his appearance. He is aware that in his transformed state he’s a giant uncanny valley cartoony egg man monster that can fucking absorb people into his body. -->While transformed his limb, mouth, and eye proportions are extremely fluid and change nearly at will. If he wants to his face can be entirely mouth, which he knows is terrifying to other people. His arms and legs can rubber hose it though they aren’t as strong when he does that, does mean he can grab from angles that shouldn’t be possible. -->Was bullied as a kid for being ‘quirkless’ b4 his quirk manifested and then he was bullied for being fat. It did a number on his self-esteem as a teen leading him to prefer using his thinner form as his default. -->His thinner form was considered a heartthrob in school to his frustration. Didn’t mean he didn’t take advantage of the fact people found him hot to make money or flirt a free lunch off of someone. Was in a hot guy calendar made and distributed by one of his classmates. -->It absolutely gets on his nerves when people only find his skinny form attractive. -->After graduation, he lost muscle b/c that starter hero paycheck ain’t shit and the Hero Commission refused to let him write off food costs as business expenses. Had to save his food money for patrols leading to him losing weight. -->Participated in underground fighting rings to both make some money on the side and get better at using his quirk -->Has tried Trigger b4 and carries a small vial of the good version of it just in case he really needs it one day. (Listen, you ain’t finding shit trying to pat down fucking Fatgum) -->While transformed the absorbing things into him thing is automatic, put too much pressure on the flabbier parts of his body and you’ll just sink in. It takes effort to release things and took him a while to learn how to do this as a kid. Before he learned how to release things, he’d just turn off his quirk to get things out of him. -->Was blackmailed into working for the cops after getting caught during a raid of one of the fighting rings he was participating in. Decided to be a double agent and give away info on cases to the Devil’s Market to help them stay ahead of the cops. Also blew a decent chunk of the Osaka police force’s budget on his feeding since they wanted to use him. Ultimately this is what caused the police to break their partnership with him b/c he was too damn expensive to keep on the payroll. -->Once he became decently popular he and the Devil’s Market started funding a superhero trade school to get people who otherwise wouldn’t be able to get into hero schools for various reasons trained up and educated enough to get a hero license. -->As a hero he just doesn’t enforce the dumber laws like anti-public quirk use laws b/c who cares if people use their quirks if they aren’t hurting anyone. Also prefers not to label criminals as villains unless they’ve done some truly heinous shit b/c he knows that villains get harsher punishments in the justice system. Is also a strong proponent for rehabilitation for criminals. -->Once got caught in a scandal where he and a close friend and classmate managed to get a quirkless friend of theirs enrolled in their hero school with the help of a hacker. It took months for the school to catch on, during which said quirkless friend excelled in the hero classes. Fatgum and his friend nearly got expelled when caught. Later he helps that quirkless friend get a provisional hero license to become Japan’s first quirkless hero. -->From his family history, to his accent, to his size, to his ancestry Fatgum got torn apart by the media when he first started making waves. It took years but his image as a fun friendly beloved hero won out over ‘loose canon with criminal ties who’ll probably turn villain any day now’ -->Most of his sidekicks are folks he knew in his underground fighting days or rehabilitated criminals. Sidekicks and interns from actual hero schools are picked based on both potential as well as ‘how well can you bend the law/see in shades of grey instead of black and white?’. Essentially interning with Fatgum is a long process of unlearning propaganda and a practical application of morality on a case by case basis. -->Is aware of the hornier corners of his fandom and doesn’t know how to get them to understand that death via snusnu is not a way they want to go out (“How do you know this?” “...No comment.”) and telling them that they would def either die or require medical attention only makes them hornier. He finds it distressing and tries to avoid these people. -->Only found out that his name and birthday were puns when he was in middle school. He was not pleased. His parents had a blast since they were waiting for him to figure it out. -->When transformed his face, hands, feet, knees, and elbows are the most vulnerable parts of his body. Hence the leg armor (and occasionally arm armor). -->Due to his size, he’s got a few glaring blind spots, the main one being that he simply can’t see past his belly when looking down. He has tripped over short people b4 b/c of this. At least one of his friends from school would take advantage of this when he was in his larger form to sneak up on him.

#long post #nix meows #headcanons #my hero academia #fatgum #ocs #aus #probably repeated myself at least once #cannibalism #body horror #cause i know what i'm about

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moonlitalien · 3 years

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Would you be OK with someone making their OC join the Viper Court? Or any other organizations lead by one of your OCs? I really love your worldbuilding.

Yeah of course! All you have to do to be able to join the Viper Court is

Be loyal to Darth Envisaar & her ideas/morals

Be an Imperial citizen or an ally of the Empire

Be anti-slavery

If you're interested in other clans/cartels/etc I've created, there's my OC Delta's Gargoyles, a biker gang on Nar Shaddaa, and the Latzvab Cartel, a crime empire led by my OC Panguur, also on Nar Shaddaa. Feel free to ask if you have any questions about them!

#val answers #swtor ocs #star wars ocs #OC: Darth Envisaar

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dumbledamnn · 2 years

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Party Like It's 1974 (Ch.2)

Characters: Marauders, OCs

Pairings: Remus x fem!OC, Marlene x Dorcus, Lily x James

Word Count: 3570

Warnings: Language, little angst

Summary: Kat and Emma go to Hogwarts in 1974 lol

Despite it being Hogwarts' 984th year, the magnificence of the building never faded. The training grounds of some of the greatest witches and wizards of all time, the whole castle emanates magical energy. With its twisting, grand spires casting geometric shadows over the tree-coated landscape and its steely grey stones pressing firmly against the star-speckled sky, there are hints of mystery tucked behind each rotating stairwell and engraved door. Each day, hundreds of secrets are whispered between the golden-framed paintings on the walls as the stone-cold gargoyles witness each student’s story unfold.

It would take far more than 7 years for a student to experience all the adventures Hogwarts has stored in its ancient walls. Although, that doesn’t mean there aren’t those willing to try.

As the students march under the tilting stone entryway, they have little time to take in the genuine scale of their new place of residence. They are ushered through the winding hallways, up the shifting stairs, straight to the open doors of the Great Hall.

As it is every September 1st, the hall gleams with tradition. Four sprawling mahogany tables line the floor of the room, covered in empty tableware. Above them hover colored flags intermingled with glowing candles and mystical stars. The flags designate each table to one of the four houses at Hogwarts, a natural pairing of like-minded students. The students flood in, rushing to whichever house table they belong to, filling the hall with echoes of joy and excitement as the students reunite with their friends.

At the opposite end of the room, the current selection of professors watch intently as their previous pupils fill the seats. Dawning ornate robes, they stand above the students giving off a sense of gentle authority. Smiling and waving politely, their excitement is calmed by their maturity and stature.

It isn’t until Sirius and his gang of misfits enter that they break their air of posterity with a uniting sigh.

“It feels so magical” Kat takes a seat next to James at the Gryffindor table.

“Astute observation Sherlock,” Remus adds as he and Emma slide into the bench across from her.

“It’s almost like it is magic.” James’ eyes grow wide with sarcastic shock.

“Wait a second…you’re telling me that-”

“Oh my god, I get it.” Kat rolls her eyes, sharply cutting Emma off. Sirius and Peter take the end seats and the group takes in the place they call home. As their eyes roam for familiar faces, they barely exchange any words. There is so much chatter in the hall, it is almost impossible to think.

“Hey dorks!” The hall is silenced by a bellowing voice from the doorway. Like a wave, each head turns towards the noise.

“Marlene, oh my god.” big smiles grow on the gang’s faces. Posing like the top auror on the cover of Witch Weekly, Marlene McKinnon stands in the center of the doorway. She smirks as she surveys the nearest batch of students.

Behind her, an equal but extraordinarily different presence exudes the same slightly threatening energy. She rolls her eyes at Marlene.

“Come on Dorcas, I’d never pass up a chance to make an entrance.” Marlene turns and winks at the girl behind her.

The two are practically each other’s reciprocals. Marlene’s hair is like strands of starlight and her skin is like seafoam while Dorcas’s hair resembles short waves of darkness and her skin is like espresso. Marlene wears her clothes as though they were a blanket, tousled and lounging on her arms while Dorcas stands tall and prim, clothes tucked in and well-fitted. They are the embodiment of yin and yang.

Across the room, Sirius mounts the table, planting his feet firmly between dinner plates. He cups his hands around his mouth, prepared to shout some witty comeback at Marlene, but before he can get the words out, another strong presence enters the arena.

“Ms. McKinnon, will you please seat yourself at the Gryffindor table. You as well Ms. Meadowes. And Mr. Black, get your feet off the table. You are to be setting a good example for our new students.”

Sirius meekly climbs down while a group of Slytherin’s snicker from across the room. Marlene and Dorcas nod at the voice, scuttling over to take the seats next to Kat and Emma.

The shrill voice belongs to Professor Minerva McGonagall, the head of the Gryffindor house. Her shrill British accent was nothing less than a cover to her strong will and domineering presence. She could whip any student or professor into shape and never lift a finger.

Behind her, a crowd of twitching and chattering first-years stares in awe at the room before them. For some, this is an experience they waited for their whole life while for others, this is one of their first experiences with magic. The nuance was not lost on any of them

Professor McGonagall makes her way to the front of the hall, taking her position next to a rather old hat on an even older stool. The first years pack the center aisle, their nervous mutters and shuffling feet echoing into the galaxy above. They know what is coming and it will determine the next 7 years' worth of their life.

The hat, sitting on the stool, has a wide brim with a tall body, the fabric coming to a slumped, dull point. It is covered in patterns and patches of all mismatching sorts, its only cohesion is its incoherency. If you look hard enough, it seems to heave soft yet deep breaths. This slump of fabric is the one thing standing between the freshmen and their futures.

The entire student body stares at Professor McGonagall waiting for her to speak. She stands, hands folded, mouth thinly closed, staring back at the curious eyes. Nervous silence fills the room with tension.

A twitch and suddenly every eye moves from the professor to the seated hat. As though it was a mouth, one of the creases in its fabric begins to speak- no, sing, filling the hall with its melodious and deep voice. The shock on the students' faces was nothing compared to the shock on the professor’s faces when they heard the song the Sorting Hat began to sing.

“Honey honey, how I’ll sort you, a-ha, honey honey

Honey honey, it’s a contact sport, a-ha, honey honey

I see your ambition clear

Cunningly, the crowds you’ll steer

And soon they’ll know what I mean, you're a Slytherin

Oh, you make me dizzy!”

It would not be an overstatement to say everyone’s jaws had dropped. The Sorting hat sways side to side, grooving out to its own voice sprawling across the walls.

“Honey honey, let me hear it, a-ha, honey honey

Honey honey, can’t conceal it, a-ha, honey honey

The things that you tolerate

The work that you dedicate

A Hufflepuff’s a true friend, there till the end”

“Hell yeah! Sing it out Sortin’ Hat! Sing it out!” Sirius throws up his hands in an attempt to start a communal clap, cheering at the hat’s groove. As the Sorting Hat continues its jam, slowly the clap spreads across the Great Hall, turning the age-old tradition into an all-out concert of sorts.

“I don’t wanna miss my chance baby, My knowledge I will advance

So stay in reality girl, you best take my advice

But I've got the wit for you boy, you'll never outsmart me

There's no other house than Ravenclaw I rather would be.”

The Ravenclaws cheer at the end of their verse while every student now waves their hands back and forth in a unanimous sway to the song. McGonagall’s shock fades into a sort of amused grimace. Behind her, many of the professors follow the lead of the students, happily tapping their feet to the new stylistic choice of the Sorting Hat.

“Honey honey, dare me baby, a-ha, honey honey

Honey honey, thrill me baby, a-ha, honey honey

You’re chivalrous, you bravely rawr

But I know just who you are

And honey, to say the least, you're a Gryffindor!”

The students practically ascend with cheers and applause as the song comes to end. Students who were filled with jittery anticipation only moments ago now throw their worries to the wind as they clap with their fellow classmates.

After a few moments of joy, the cheering halts to the clearing of a throat. Professor McGonagall lifts her hands to reveal a scroll of names.

“Now…” she clears her throat again, glancing at the Sorting Hat in slight exasperation, “When I call your name, you will put on the hat and sit on the stool to be sorted.”

“Lilian Abernathy” A rather small young girl makes her way to the front. She climbs up atop allowing Professor McGonagall to set the hat on her head. The Sorting Hat almost consumes her, barely balancing on the top of her large circle frames and folded ears.

The freshmen watch as she pioneers the experience of being sorted. Sorting is a silent endeavor, a very personal moment between you and the hat. No one truly knows what goes on in the moments when the hat presides over your head except for you and the ageless piece of apparel.

“Gryffindor!” As it is when any student is announced to their house, the Gryffindor table stands and cheers in a welcoming wave for little Lilian Abernathy. She scurries over and takes a seat at the table, bombarded by welcoming pats and handshakes from upperclassmen.

McGonagall continues through the list, an even sprawl of students heading off to each table. For some, their house is practically etched into their personality. Emma is one of those people, a Gryffindor down to her bones. For some, their family lineage creates a pathway for their house, like James whose parents were also Gryffindors. For others, the Sorting Hat shatters the expectations of the world. For example, breaking the age-old tradition of the Blacks as Slytherins by sorting Sirius into Gryffindor. Lastly, there are the wild cards. Whether they are muggle-born or from a mixed house family, some people are unpredictable variants only the Sorting Hat could be able to dictate. Such was Kat, an outlier to the wizarding world. Anything goes for those types of people.

“Barty Crouch Jr.” A scraggly boy makes his way to the front of the room.

“Ah, here we go,” Peter mutters, turning his gaze away from the front of the hall.

“Who’s that?” Kat asks.

“My family always raved about his dad’s work in the Ministry…” Sirius nods at Barty, whose eyes stare directly at the brim of the hat placed on his head.

“Oh. Got it. Not a fan of him then.” Emma looks away from the front, turning her eyes to the ceiling’s infinite bounds.

“I’m guessing that's a bad thing?” Kat searches for more answers but all her friends have little care for the boy at the front of the room. She looks back at Barty. His leg is violently rushing up and down and he seems to be muttering something. The hat sways as if muttering back to him. Barty finally looks down, letting out a long breath of air as he squints his eyes shut.

“Ravenclaw.” The Ravenclaw table offers a few claps but it's obvious that many of them share similar feelings to Sirius and Peter. The sorting continues.

Finally, one girl stands alone in the center of the room, the last to be sorted.

“Caroline Winters. Come up here dear.” She marches up to the plate, pivoting sharply on her heel, crossing her legs when she sits.

“Quick, what do you think it’ll be?” James challenges.

They all let out a practically synchronized whisper of “Slytherin” right as the Sorting Hat announces the same answer.

A sea of green claps and cheers, almost hissing, bursts out as Caroline saunters to the table and takes her seat.

“Damn. So much potential wasted Ms. Winters. I really wished for better for you.” Emma shakes her head in disappointment. The gang snickers while a sea of glares shoots them down from across the room.

“Marlene, you owe me 5 galleons.” Dorcas holds her hand out, palm up in expectation.

“No way. Already? I haven’t even done anything yet.” Marlene protests, eyes searching across the hall. “Oh damn, you’re right. God, Fern, get a life. I’ll pay you when we get back to the common room.”

“Wait what?” Emma says, smiling at the two bickering ladies.

“Dorcas bet me I couldn’t get past the Welcome Feast without Fern glaring at me. I almost made it too.”

Emma cackles in response. “Wait, wait, I got you.” Emma searches for Fern at the Slytherin table. With her silver hair and piercing green eyes, she’s never difficult to find. What makes it easier is the fact that Fern is always paired with her best friend Scarlet. Scarlet is just as noticeable with her dark skin marked with slashing scars. It looks as though she's been through at least three wars. Rumor has it that she got into a fight with a clabbert and she definitely lost.

Emma shoots an even more aggressive glare across the room to the both of them, receiving matching eye rolls in response. “Oh, this is gonna be a fun year.” Marlene laughs, throwing her arm around Emma.

Suddenly there is a flash at the front of the room, filling the space where the sorting hat used to be with fog. It forms together, spiraling upwards until it shoots back to the ground in a grand clash. As if one blinked him into appearance, Headmaster Albus Dumbledore now stands behind a pedestal.

“Welcome, welcome my dear students to another year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I want to thank you all for coming for without you I would not have a job.” He chuckles alone. “There are no new professors so, for you first years, a quick introduction is due. I am Albus Dumbledore, headmaster of Hogwarts. I am akin to the bowtruckles of the forest. Many legs with many talents. Professor McGonagall, Professor Mullein, Professor Flitwick, and Professor Slughorn are the heads of the four houses respectively. The rest of these professors hold faces you will see very often, so I do hope you take the time to get to know them.”

He continues to ramble for a couple more minus, outlining rules that many of the students heard before and making references no one understands.

“And be careful not to let the snarggle’s sleep in your dresser. That will only leave you in a tizzy. And now, without further ado, let the feast begin.” He lifts his hands outward, seemingly conjuring forth a meal fit for a kingdom. The four tables are filled with platters of roast beef, sausages, bacon, and pies. Bowls appear with potatoes, ships, Yorkshire pudding, and peppermint humbugs. No space was left unoccupied with some sort of delicious dish waiting to be eaten. The students erupt in a carnivorous outcry, snatching up food as if they had never been fed.

“This is, by far, the best part of the year. Hand me the potatoes please.” Emma says, a bread roll stuffed in her mouth. Remus fulfills her wish, grabbing the nearest bowls of chips, potatoes, and mash.

“Yes!” Emma scoops out handfuls onto her plate, making many noises that resemble a cavewoman.

The gang feasted to satisfaction. It really was the best time of year.

“Wait, Kat, where is Gub?” Marlene asks before taking a big bite of a lamb chop.

“I’m sorry, what did you just ask her?” Sirius jumps in. He and James stare down Marlene as if she just insulted them and their ancestors.

“You guys are kidding right?” Dorcas says, stealing a piece of broccoli from Marlene’s plate.

“Dorcas, the bowl of broccoli is literally right there.”

“I want yours.”

“Don’t try to change the subject ladies!” James tsks at them causing Dorcas’s face to turn a slight shade pinker.

“I think he said he was gonna sleep through the feast to defeat the whims of jet lag.” Kat sighs.

“It’s not worth the battle guys. Poor Gub would need to pay rent if he wanted to exist in their world.” Emma sighs, glaring at Sirius and James. They hold their hands up like caught prisoners.

“I swear on James’ life I have never heard of a Gub so don’t blame me,” Sirius shouts in defense.

“Well, I swear on Sirius’s life that-”

“You’re swearing on Sirius’s life, what?” James is cut off by the only voice that could turn his face bright red.

“Lily! Uh-hi I was just hi.”

“Smooth James.” James kicks Sirius’s foot under the table.

“Potter. Boys. Good to see you guys.” Lily smiles politely, then turns to the ladies of the table. “Hi, guys! How was your summer?”

Lily is, for better or worse, the most responsible member of the gang. She is kind, organized, a real type-A girl whose motivation and wit know no bounds. Which is what made James’s crush on her even more hilarious. The more he tried to get her to notice him, the more she hated his guts. Yet somehow, they were always stopped at corners getting into tiffs or pushing each other teasingly in the hallways on their way to class. Though she might not notice it herself, Marlene swears she cheers even louder when he catches the snitch during the Gryffindor quidditch matches.

The girls let out a barrage of hellos and offer just as many hugs.

“Do you wanna sit with us? We can make room?” Kat asks, squishing closer to Dorcas to offer up a seat. Lily looks at the space, then at James.

“Um… No thanks. I’m actually on my way to say hi to a friend, but I thought I’d say hello before we saw each other in the dorms.”

James’s smile drops into a scowl. “Let me guess. Snivellus.”

“James. Don’t call him that.” Lily’s tone shifts, targeted anger at James.

“Why do you like that freak?” James scuffs his feet on the ground, almost like a toddler throwing a tantrum.

“Why are you so insistent on being a bully?” Lily grits her teeth.

“You think I’m the bully? Do you even know what he says about us? What he says about you when you’re not around?” James turns, almost shouting at Lily. Her face turns red, clenching her fists tightly at her side.

She responds in a violent whisper. “You have no idea what you’re talking about. Goodbye Potter. See the rest of you in the dorm.” She whips around, marching away towards a daunting figure at the end of the Slytherin table.

Severus Snape sits, a hint of a smirk on his face, watching the scene as James slams his hands on the table while Lily huffs away from him. His greasy black hair obscures his eyes but it is easy to see the hint of malice in them. He is cruel, and Lily’s blind trust prevents her from protecting herself against him and his evil intentions. Or so James thinks. Whenever the topic shifts to Severus, he practically implodes with anger. As does the rest of the gang. But when you’ve witnessed Snape degrade people based on their blood status then talk to Lily like he’s the most innocent boy in the world, it sets a fire of injustice in your soul.

“One point Snape, zero for Potter. Who will win this year?” Sirius remarks,

“Ugh. I hate that she talks to that snake…This sucks.” James drops his head onto the table. Kat pats him on the head.

“There, there James. Just… think of this as quidditch and Lily is the snitch. You know, you might not see her the whole game and she might avidly avoid you and other people might be swinging their bats and quaffles all around her but eventually, after waiting patiently, you’ll zoom at her on your broom, reach out your hand, and snatch her from the sky winning 100 points for Gryffindor and we win!” Kat throws her hands up in victory.

“Yeah, no offense Kat, but that wasn’t the best of metaphors,” James says into the table.

Kat shrugs, patting his head one last time before returning to the food on her plate. “I liked your metaphor Kat, don’t worry,” Emma says, giving her friend a knowing nod.

“I think what she meant was, eventually Lily will realize what scum Snivellus is and that there was someone better waiting for her and chasing after her this whole time.” Remus offers a spark of hope to James, enough for him to lift his head and reach for a piece of treacle tart from across the table.

“Thanks, Rems.”

“Or maybe Lily will finally realize what a hunk I am and finally go for the real man of our group,” Sirius says, puffing his chest out in an obnoxious manner.

Marlene practically spits out her water. “You’re kidding. If Lily wanted a real man, she’d date me. Nice try Sirius.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” And once again, Sirius and Marlene are bickering at the Gryffindor table.

Laughter returns to the group and even James joins in on the smiling. It is the first of many days ahead of them this year, a rather daunting thought. Yet, all they could think about is how good it feels to be home with family.

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