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enderwoah · 3 years

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ORIGINS SMP HEADCANONS (because i love them): SEASON TWO EDITION BAYBEEE

(this is really long ENJOY :gun:)

tommy

he is phil's son smile

phil's most recent son at least

he's got like one more somewhere

he picked this one up off the dangerous streets a few years ago and he's been sticking with phil ever since

his wings are small- not too small to fly, but they're untrained to the point where it would take a lot or work to get him off the ground

but at first, he didn't really seem to want to learn all that much?

(he has three scars on his face- all from trying to learn how to fly when he was younger)

(he gave up after the third one)

("if at first you don't succeed; try, try again" is his motto, and he tried all three times)

but!! phil and wilbur are very persuasive :) and now that he knows he can fly, he's not going to rest until he does

he's a little manipulative to get what he wants sometimes, but can you blame someone that lived on the street for so long?

he had to do that to survive! it's not his fault.

(it's a great excuse.)

he laughs like a kookaburra amen

he squawks when he gets scared

he chirps. he tries not to because it makes phil go absolutely bird-brained but he does sometimes and he hates it.

tubbo

NOW'S YOUR CHANCE TO BE A B[GUNSHOTS]

god he is. so fucking annoying (/rp)

he simply does not know when to stop

he ignores social cues to see when someone is annoyed

(see: he can read social cues. he does read social cues. when you get annoyed that's when he starts being more annoying, because you're more likely to give him what he wants to get him to shut the fuck up.)

he loves talking to (at) people, especially people he doesn't really know that well

so he's trying to be friends with ranboo, but the absolute prick keeps trying to avoid any actual conversations, so that's not working

he buzzes when he gets excited-happy

his fingertips are completely blackened and horrendously sharp, functioning as ten individual stingers

they don't do any actual damage but he's working on that

techno

wither hybrid (??)

how can you be a wither hybrid?? nobody got down and dirty with the wither

he's an experiment

the reason we haven't seen him yet? he's staying away from the main area of the smp

he doesn't want to ruin its natural beauty with his withering effect, so he keeps to himself on the outskirts of the smp

which sucks

withers get health from killing things

he's not fully a wither, so he gets energy from being around people and sort of draining their life force a little bit

he feels terrible when he's with just one person because they are Literally his life support and it makes the person feel like shit

when he's with a big group of people its great!! he only has to take a little bit from everyone and its barely noticable!!

but then there's the wither part. so he has to stay away.

he's always tired

always exhausted

he's a farmer, so taking it from animals works, but god does he miss people

but he can only visit a few times and for very short

(he's afraid that one of these days he'll get so bad that the next time he sees someone he'll accidentally kill them)

(it already happened once. he's blessed that he's been forgiven, even made friends with by the victims, but he doubts he'll be able to pull that off again with no consequences like last time)

wilbur

phantlings are dead elytrians, and given that wilbur was phil's son...he's a phantling

he died in the late 50s and was a librarian when he was alive, so he's very possessive (ha) over all of his things

you should never ask to "borrow" anything from him, he will hound you about it until you give it back

it's best to just say that you want something from him to keep

even if youre going to give it back

just for your own peace of mind

phantlings can feel fear and get a genuine feeling of elation from scaring people

of course, sometimes its unwelcome (feeling large amounts of fear from someone they care about in a bad way just makes them pissed)

but for the most part, wilbur loves appearing in the corner of people's visions just to jumpscare them a few minutes later

all in good fun, of course!! it's just hilarious :)

being the lighthearted, fun guy he is, he's not particularly secretive about his method of death

"how did i die? well, it all started -- ended -- on november 16th, 1958!"

"i walked out of the library late, since i took the shift for my wife since she was feeling sick and i worked there anyways,"

"the streets were dark and only lit up by gaslamps...and out of an alley...appeared..........."

techno.

he didn't mean it. wilbur isn't at all mad at him (anymore)

he was starving. he didn't know that one touch would be enough to fully revitalize him...

and murder wilbur where he stood.

sneeg

has details on everyone on the server

you Cannot Hide Shit From Sneeg

its impossible

if you find of his any shittly little mouse holes then you're doomed

you find one and there are twenty more

he's under your floorboards while you're having your important discussion about trapping the nether roof

sucks to suck ig??

he seems to be the favourite of many, which is weird since he rarely goes out of his way to actually talk to many people

he's the only person that tubbo doesn't actively try to annoy (or maybe he just doesn't find tubbo's antics all that annoying)

he's the only person that ranboo stays around (or maybe he stays around ranboo- he and Phil seem to be the only ones not off-put by his slightly sadistic and whiny demeanour (not counting tubbo, who annoys him anyways)

phil seems to be more protective of him than he thinks is normal (he lets sneeg ride on his shoulder while travelling, so he doesn't really complain)

niki is completely protective over him (again, not complaining)

contrary to popular believe, he does not get high from sugar

if anything he gets

high-per

(get it)

(high-per)

(hyper)

he's literally just a nine-year old getting a sugar rush leave him alone

phil

take the normal "bird-brain" headcanons and multiply it by like sixty-four

and you've got origins phil

he can't see glass- or, rather, he can, but it doesn't register that 'hey, this is a solid surface i am going to slam into'

its very funny for everyone else but he's pretty sure he has permanent brain damage from the blunt force trauma

if there is ANYONE on the server who dares to chirp, bird or no, they must understand that they are signing away their privacy and giving phil the right to go absolutely bonkers over them momma bird style

(shoutout to tommy, wilbur, ranboo, and fundy for having to suffer through this)

"oh??? you don't have wings?? you don't have feathers?? omg?? then what's this im preening?? what do you mean im just braiding your hair?? nono this is preening smile"

god help you if you dare to have wings

poor tommy, wilbur, sneeg, and tubbo

phil can't help himself alright

do you think he wants to be any sort of protective over sneegsnag?

no!! but he cant stop himself!! sneeg might damage his wings if he keeps flying those super long distances!!! nnnno! carry the bug man!!!

it's weird, he's always had that protective sense over ranboo, too

but ranboo very obviously doesn't have wings, so he doesn't get it...

ranboo

yes ur a peasant

yes ur poor

yes im cooler than u

what r u gonna do about it

the enderdragon's son! partially a dragon, partially enderman, partially human (don't ask, his other mom is a hybrid), all spoiled brat!

given that he has a ton of dragon genes, he's extremely possessive over his stuff and Yes He Does Do The Hoarding Thing

he has a pile of rings and gold chains and necklaces and most of his jewellery hidden underneath his bed

(if you ask him, no, he doesn't)

not to wear

just to Have

one time, fundy stole one (1) bracelet from the hoard and ranboo was sent into a panic for a good 24 hours

he wouldn't leave his cave and kept counting and recounting as if that'd make the missing piece reappear

(when fundy had to give it back because of the guilt, he expected to get his face bitten off)

(instead, he just watched as the prince was flooded with relief, telling him to get the hell out and nothing more)

it's weird, he has so much gold and even a crown, and yet here he is

living with all those people ^^^

truth be told, the enderdragon isn't a very nice dragon

nor is she a very kind queen

nor was the other queen

nor was her son

there was a mutiny in the end, leading to the dragon queen and her wife being killed brutally by the crowd of angered people

they went after their son next, who had ordered executions and worked servants to the bone just as much as they had

they cut off his wings in the middle of the square

he was sure he was going to die until a random person (a peasant) jumped up and yelled at them for publicly torturing a child

but ranboo didn't really catch all of it, given he was delirious from pain

he got to get some stuff quickly and escape with his life

this wasn't too long ago, either, so he's still trying to...adjust...to people talking rudely to him

(he's also trying to adjust to not having wings)

(hence why he hurls himself off the edges of cliffs and then has to teleport to the bottom instead of glide. he keeps forgetting.)

#this is so long #origins smp #originssmp #ranboo #tubbo #philza #philza minecrft #sneegsnag #wilbur soot #technoblade #tommyinnit #help this is so long

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rpmemesbyarat · 3 years

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RP Meme from Oliver & Company

Now, it's always once upon a time in New York City.

It's a big old bad old tough old town.

Let me have one, please.

Right away, you're making time and making friends

If they pick you out, you're on your way.

Get out there and go and try.

Why does nightfall find you feelin' so alone?

Dreaming is still how the strong survive

Keep your dream alive.

Got to look out and open your eyes,

You're in the fast lane

What's the matter with you? I said get outta here.

I don't eat cats. It's too much fur.

I've been watching you, and I think you're in serious need of some professional guidance.

I'm an expert at these things.

All you gotta do is learn some moves.

This city's got a beat.

When are we gonna get those hot dogs?

I hate to break it to ya, but the dynamic duo is now the dynamic uno.

Our partnership is herewith dissolved.

You're not being fair!

Fairs are for tourists, kid.

Consider it a free lesson in street savoir faire

Hey, wait! I helped you get those! Half of those are mine!

Why should I worry? Why should I care?

I got street savoir faire

You can wear the crown!

Everything goes.

Everything fits.

They love me at the Chelsea, they adore me at the Ritz!

Stop that racket! I'm trying to watch this show.

Shut up, you little rodent.

Come on, let's watch some boxing. I wanna see some action

You think this place is big enough?

What we need is some good quality stuff

Oh, shredded leather.

You insulted my pride! That means death!

It was your turn to get the food today!

You remain our preeminent benefactor.

It was tough. Only I could have done it.

I love a story with food in it.

Enter the opposition.

Gang war! Gang war! Watch out! Here comes a gang war!

Take cover!

It's just a cat.

I followed this dog.

He's lying! He's lying! He's lying! He's lying!

Oh, boy! Dog pile!

Don't let me down!

What do you got?

Let's see what you got.

I was just on my way out.

Actually, I've got something much better than money.

Some luxury items that should make a considerable dent in my debt to you.

Oh, my! You waxed your car, didn't you? Did they use the buffer on it, because I can see myself.

I don't think you grasp the severity of the situation.

Now, I lent you money and I don't see it.

People like you get hurt.

I can't figure out why you'd rather hang around a dump like this when you could be living uptown with a class act like myself.

Isn't it rather dangerous to use one's entire vocabulary in a single sentence?

You bad, man.

Hey, you got something to say to me, fat boy?

Why don't you pick on someone your own size?

Oh, I'm having a bad day!

I like cats. I like to eat 'em.

Your master's calling.

Come on and say it to my face!

How am I ever gonna come up with all that money?

It's hopeless.

That took a lot of guts.

All right. Time for bed. We've got a big day tomorrow.

We've got two days to do or die.

You got a lot to learn. And if you don't learn, you don't eat!

But if you're tough, and always use your head, you'll be right at home, on the street.

When you got talent, everything is free.

You're gonna see how the best survive.

These are streets of gold.

You'll take the town, and you'll take it with style.

You're in charge of electronics.

Hey, but what about me? What do I do?

Ready? Go!

What have I done? Poor thing.

You oughta be ashamed of yourself!

Run along, little fellow. Go on, now. Shoo.

Be a lookout.

I only got one more wire, okay?

Oh, you poor kitty. Here. Let me help you.

Where's the kid?

We can't just take in a stray off the street.

Don't worry, kitty. I'll take care of you.

Your public awaits.

Girl, we've got work to do

Pass me the paint and glue.

Perfect isn't easy

When one knows the world is watching, one does what one must.

See how the breeding shows

Sometimes it's too much for even me!

But when all the world says "Yes", then, who am I to say "no"?

Don't ask a mutt to strut like a showgirl

Perfection becomes me, ne c'est pas?

I'm beauty unleashed!

So classic and classy

They're barking up the wrong tree!

I have your hearts, and you have my pity

Pretty is nice, but still it's just pretty!

I wouldn't go in there if I were you.

What is the meaning of this?

I guess I'll have to handle this myself.

And do you have any idea whose home this is?

Isn't he cute?

What in Heaven's name are we waiting for?

Alas, our beleaguered benefactor bearing the brunt of our futile endeavours.

Cool it!

Our mission begins at daybreak.

I don't hear any practicing.

Oh, you wanna practice too!

We two can be good company.

You and me, just wait and see.

I'll handle that ruffian.

Body slam! Body slam! Oh, come on, you fool! Hit him! Hit him!

Come back here!

Huh, this place looks pretty nice. I mean, how bad off could it be here?

Chagall. Matisse. These are all masterpieces.

Hey, man, if this is torture, chain me to the wall.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Calm down.

Don't come any closer! I knew this would happen one day.

It's not you I'm after.

Not good enough for you?

I mean, do you even know who I am?

GET AWAY FROM ME, YOU LITTLE BUG-EYED CREEP!

Something's not quite right here.

Shh. Quick. Before he comes back. Follow me.

I mean, let's just forget the whole thing.

No, no, you can't do that! You don't understand. The poor dear's so traumatized.

What is going on here?

Hurry. Use the fire escape.

Ooh, I could've danced all night! I could've danced all night!

You were very good.

I was rather good, wasn't I?

You okay, kid?

I have another home now. And someone who loves me.

You're in the gang.

I just wanna go back.

You wanna leave? Fine! There's the door.

You lighten up!

Oh, it's hopeless.

Looks like you're doing all right for yourself

So that's where you've been!

Feel it. That's it. Very good.

This is an airtight plan

I'll even toss in a little extra for your patience.

It's my final offer. Take it or leave it.

I said, push!

No, you don't kill 'im yet.

Did we bring something green and wrinkly to make me happy?

I'm getting your money tonight! It's coming tonight!

Hey, I think there's hope for you yet.

Yeah, you're starting to think big.

It's creepy down here.

I drew a perfectly good map.

A child could read that map.

I didn't do it! I didn't do it! I was framed!

This is a tough neighborhood. You'd better go home.

I came to find my kitty.

You brought a piggy bank.

What kind of a person would steal a poor little kitty?

I'm so scared. I don't know what to do.

I found a little lost kitten.

No! No, wait! You can't do this!

Keep your mouth shut.

Stop! Stop! Time out!

There's gotta be some way in.

Peasants.

Well, it's nice to see that one of you has some manners.

After you, my little croissant

And remember, quiet.

Oh! I broke a nail.

Oh, balderdash.

Freeze!

I don't think you really appreciate the situation. Somebody could get hurt.

You smell that?

It's party time!

Where are those dogs?

I thought I'd never see you again.

What's the occasion? Come to rescue your little friend?

All right! What a woman!

Heigh-ho, heigh-ho, it's off to work we go

This has all been very entertaining. But the party is over.

Hey, man, you're ugly!

Aah! Save me!

Hey, get off my back, woman! I'm driving!

All right, anybody want some cake?

Murder him! Twist his arm!

The gifts were great.

We'll start with a bath.

You know, you're not so bad for a bug-eyed little creep.

You come back here this minute!

Tell me why should I care

What a delightful scoundrel.

#rp memes #rp meme #rp starters #roleplay memes #roleplay starters #roleplay meme #oliver and company

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doodle-zombie · 3 years

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Lamia Bonding #17

*Takes place immediately following the massive RP I did with @theriverpersonshadow

“Hey,” Val drawled tiredly, stifling a yawn as she put the car into park and cut the engine. They’d finally arrived back home after a long drive filled with too much caffeine and not enough entertainment so she was making good on her promise to contact Nikolai. Of course, nobody was awake at this hour and she’d gotten an answering machine so she figured a voicemail was just as good. “We made it back home safe and sound. Piper is about to break free for the first time on the property. I’ll send you a video of the zoomies!”

She paused, dragging herself out of the van and unleashing the terrors upon her land. Sangria was watching from his basking rock, coiled up with a look of such heavy disgruntlement that she was immediately filled with fondness. Much of his ill-temper was feigned, she knew, and his inability to properly translate his thoughts to her. He’d had the good sense to keep Admiral contained in the house, for now, giving Piper time to stare at the surrounding trees with awe. Valerie was quick to finish her voicemail so she could take a video of the moment. Piper would never have seen such open spaces before or trees packed that tightly together.

At first, he looked between her and the surrounding forest before it seemed to click that he was allowed to explore this new world he found himself in. It was a good thing she’d already been recording because he started to zoom and keeping track of him was a challenge in itself. The grass was well maintained despite the fact she was out in the middle of nowhere and nobody ever came onto the property (her mailbox was a hike away and packages were picked up at the post office) so Piper didn’t disappear into the weeds as he zipped around.

“Wowie,” he was chanting. Over and over again, enchanted by this brand new world he’d never seen before. It must have been the smallest bit overwhelming because Piper didn’t seem to be able to form any other words.

“What’s that on the big rock, Piper?” Val called out, trying to muffle her laughter when Sangria gave her a betrayed look. Piper’s eye lights got huge in his sockets when he spotted the iridescence of Sangria’s scales, darting over and clamoring up the rock only to get distracted by the lingering warmth upon his scales. “Ah yes, Piper has discovered the coveted basking rock!”

Marmalade hummed from behind her, his tone amused when he spoke. “it was a good thing we moved it then.”

“Yep.” Valerie panned the camera around the clearing, showing off the cabinesque structure that served as her current home. Everything else was trees, trees, and more trees! “That spot gets sunlight all day and keeps the heat for a while afterward. The most coveted position on the property.”

“second most coveted,” Currant grumbled.

Oh yes, the first most coveted spot on the property was wrapped around her. Not that Valerie ever seemed to compute that they only went to the rock when she wasn’t available. It was right outside the window that faced her desk so she always had a good view of it and they always had a good view of her. When she was working at least one of them would be upon the rock.

“And here we have the pride of the property, the lord of my castle, Sangria!” Valerie had walked over to the rock, zooming in on the Mamba’s expression when faced with the delight of Piper’s company. Sangria appeared grumpy at first glance but she could see just how happy he was to have a young one to protect, the end of his tail curling around the bitty Pygmy. “The rock is his stage. Look at those scales!”

“THAT IS HARDLY MY GOOD SIDE,” he huffed, obligingly moving his tail so the shining scales caught the light and shone a rainbow of colors. “ENVY MY SCALES, PEASANTS.”

Adorably, Piper seemed to be making a similar attempt to show off how pretty his scales were and Val cooed at the pair of them. She had no illusions that Sangria was simply humoring her while the camera was on. As soon as she was alone he would likely have words for her so it was good to butter him up by loading on the praise in front of an audience of unknown numbers. Plus, Sangria was beautiful enough she loved showing him off.

“You are a very handsome Lamia,” she agreed.

“Piper handsome too?”

“Very much so, little jewel. Now, would you like to meet Admiral and Lapis?”

“Yeah!”

“VALERIE.”

She very pointedly ignored the tone used to say her name, scooping Piper up with one hand and marching towards the front door. Admiral made no secret of his location, peering out from one of the front windows and following their path with his one eye light. Lapis was nowhere in sight but that didn’t mean he wasn’t also watching.

“Ignore Sangria, he just doesn’t know how to ask for things yet. Work in progress.” Getting the door open took a bit of juggling but her full-sized Pygmy slipped out of the door as soon as it was open and began to climb her. Valerie angled her phone to record his progress until he was shoving his skull into her neck for a welcoming nuzzle and peering at Piper. “Where’s Lapis at?”

“Desk,” Admiral replied. “Hi, ‘m Admiral. Nice to meet you.”

“I’m Piper! Hi!”

Carrying two Lamia and managing her phone wasn’t as difficult as it sounded since Piper and Admiral were more than capable of hanging onto her themselves to keep from falling. So Val easily navigated the entryway and scooped up the surprised Corny that had been napping in the sunlight on her desk. Lapis was basically a limp weight in her grasp, confident with the knowledge she wouldn’t let him fall.

“And this sleepy skull is Lapis.” He lazily waved at the camera, falling back asleep on her shoulders once she settled him there. His shenanigans must have thoroughly exhausted him while she was away if he was still tired. “The devious prankster that gave a Pygmy caffeine and incited chaos at Caring Coils.”

“you got a bone to pick with me?”

“Several,” she teased, setting him back into the warm spot he was napping in. Poor boy was too tired for more shenanigans. “I don’t know the last time Piper had protein so I’m going to feed him when it’s time for the boys to have their frozen-thawed food and if he wants anything between then and now I have some perfect snacks.”

As much as she would have loved to avoid Sangria for the rest of the day it would only incite his anger if he was put off. Admiral could tire Piper out showing him around the house while she dutifully went for a Mamba scolding. She sent the two Pygmy off with little pats to the skull, watching them slither quickly away. On her way back out to the yard she spotted Currant and Marmalade flopped atop the basking rock, having evicted Sangria from his position. The Mamba in question was carefully coiled on the edge of the clearing, staring at her without blinking as she trudged towards him.

She would have found it terrifying if she didn’t suspect that Sangria was worried about his position in the family more than anything.

“How many more?” he asked without preamble. Valerie couldn’t be sure but she felt like he was purposefully making himself smaller just so she felt more at ease. As if his large personality wasn’t something she enjoyed.

“However many fit,” was the answer she gave, sitting on the grass beside him. “But that’s not what you really want to ask, is it?”

Sangria was silent, expression soured, so she sighed.

“Every lamia that comes into my life is meant to be there,” she declared. “I feel it. So I can’t give you a number.”

“You can’t possibly have enough time for all of us.”

“Sure I can! You’re not a dog or a cat that relies on me entirely, Sangria.” Gentle fingers cupped the back of his head, pulling him against her shoulder. He avoided looking at her but that was why she brought his head to her shoulder, arms going around him. “Everyone has a place in this home. We wouldn’t be so safe if it wasn’t for you. I wouldn’t be able to tolerate going shopping if I didn’t have Currant with me, where he was safe and happy. I can’t imagine going a day without feeling Marmalade’s bond to me. All of you have a place in my heart and my heart has a lot of places for more of you. So don’t think I’ll ever forget you.”

He didn’t speak or cry, not that she expected that from him, but his gloved claws did sink into the thick material of her shirt. Like he wasn’t ready to give up some alone time yet.

That was fine, she didn’t have anywhere else to be.

#zombie writes #lamiatale #sangria #marmalade #currant #piper #lapis #self insert #Feel free to imagine Val never turned the video off #so she sends the whole thing lol

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ursaeregina · 4 years

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The Pains of Wealth | Closed RP

famesardens:

Annoyed/Frustrated Sentence Starters @ursaeregina

“You’ll endure.”

The words were no doubt tinged with amusement as Ozai watched the servants drape yet another layer atop the princess’s already elaborate outfit.

“And, once we are done, you can burn it to ash and force the servants to sew another.”

con’t

@famesardens

Ursa let out a dubious groan, expression tugging into displeasure even as her muscles all complained at the mounting weight of her formal robes.

“I don’t know, that sounds like an awful waste of fabric...” she murmured.

Perhaps that was just the sort of thing they did in the capital, though. She certainly wouldn’t be all that surprised. She’d been witness to many bizarre goings on since she’d come to Caldera some months ago, prepared to live anywhere other than the backwood that her family had raised her in.

Being from a poor, country, noble family (disgraced, her mother had said -- we do not speak of him), Ursa had never been surrounded by all that much finery. The South had been a good hiding place for her to grow up in, far away from the Court that her mother so feared, and her father so longed for. But it had meant that they were little better than peasant labourers anyway.

Any pension that might have been afforded to other noble families had never been available for them. They had worked the land and sold their crops as a means to an end -- feed themselves and their tenants. Keep the little town that her father oversaw running and the people relatively happy. As happy as could be expected.

Draft them into the military where possible.

Maybe she could have the many layers of this impossible outfit sewn into several outfits. Surely her new father-in-law could have no objection -- or Ozai.

“It could be salvaged for clothing for our children. Whenever...We have children,” Ursa said aloud. Her face heated despite her desires regarding the matter. She swallowed around a suddenly dry throat.

“You must be so proud of your brother; for his achievements in the Earth Kingdom. They’re very impressive.”

As soon as the words left her mouth she knew she ought to have known better. Ozai hated it when she talked about Iroh. He hated it when anyone talked about Iroh.

She closed her eyes, bracing herself.

#The Pains of Wealth #rp #famesardens

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drev-the-procrastinator · 4 years

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1, 8, 12 and 52 for the writing thingy!!!

Look at me finally answering these after like a whole month lol

Thanks for the ask!

1. Tell us about your WIP!

Which one lol, I’ve got many of them. Too many. Really. That, coupled with the fact that I am a slow writer because I keep getting distracted and procrastinating (like with answering these asks,,,,) means that pretty much everyone on this site will die of old age before I finish like any of them :’D

Anyway, I guess I’ll give brief summaries of all of the… main ones. This is gonna be a long one, fellas! I guess in the order I came up with them? Or the order I’m pretty sure I came up with them in.

TT: My original story I’ve been low-key working on and reworking since… 2012…? It’s a fantasy story, and it is… way too long probably. Also needs a lot of work. Worldbuilding and character building and plot building… At the moment, I guess I could summarise it as, our world gets wrecked for some reason, and the main characters, these two girls, who got saved into another, fantasy world with like… a bunch of other survivors, leave the Earth-refugee camp and get tangled with like, politics? Of that world? Well, politics and then eventually like, a war type thing… I didn’t say it was good, and I did also say it needs a whole lotta work. I’m pretty happy with some names younger me came up with though! Also it has dragons, so. Yup.

Fantasy fanfic: I am very good with names, as you’ll come to notice. Anyway this is a.. Hetalia fantasy fic..? I came up with in, like, 2014. I’m not actively working on this one at the moment, but I would like to maybe write it one day, and my most beloved OC originated in this story, you may have seen me mention her in my tags? I haven’t managed to come up with a name for her, but I call her the Asshole Goddess, because she’s a goddess, and also an ass. So.

Anyway this one’s pretty cliche, and it’s like, an absurdly large cast of Hetalia characters ending up in a fantasy world, where a bunch of other characters, who’d gone missing earlier, have apparently been taken to? Then it’s a journey to find and get them back, friendships are formed and magical things are encountered, but uh oh! They’re mortal here and can die! And many do. You may note I was 14 when I came up with it, so. Well. It is quite edgy. Had some good concepts though!

Kingdom AU: Great with names, as I said. This one is also a Hetalia fic, because that is the fandom I’ve been stuck in forever, though mostly just because I’ve so many fics for it. This is the odd one out in my fics though! This is like, a royalty AU of an rp AU me and my friend made by accident one time? The RP, not this AU, this is all my invention. It’s really just for me and my friend, since it’s based on that strange RP and the main thing in it is like and OC x canon character ship? That’s also why it’s the weird one, I don’t usually have much romance in my fics because I’m not big on ships and just prefer gen stuff, but this one is like primarily romance? Lots of pining. And it’s very soft. And I love this AU with all my heart. It’s also got a whole lotta angst!

Basic plot is the more or less classic, kinda cliche, peasant girl goes to get a job in the royal palace to help her poor family and meets the crown prince, and they become friends, and slowly fall in love.. Except, well, this is weird also in that the end point isn’t them getting married or confessing their love or anything, that’s like...Maybe the midpoint? There’s also politics, kinda worldbuilding? It’s set in like a 1700s type setting, I think, And while it’s not really a fantasy world since no magic, it’s not like, a real world setting. Anyway, yeah, this is near and dear to my heart.

The Home Front Fic: This! This is the one I’ve been trying to work on lately! It’s about life on the Finnish home front during WWII, and yes this is uh, also a Hetalia fic. Sorry. Though to be fair with this one and the previous one everyone’s probably gonna be so OOC and the setting is so different they might as well just be original works lol. Anyway, it’s a human AU, and also had a lot of OCs for that reason because it’d be tough to make a story of this scope with like. Three characters.

Basically! Tino is a 8, soon to be 9-year-old boy living in the Finnish countryside in 1942. His dad’s gone off to war, as well as the farmhand they had at the farm, and his mom and grandma can’t take care of the whole farm by themselves. So when they hear a nearby factory and some other farms in the area are getting extra work force in the form of Soviet prisoners of war, they decide to ask for one, too. They get a worker, his name’s Ivan. It takes some time, since they’re technically enemies, right, but eventually Tino befriends him and slowly he kind of becomes a part of the family… But you know what happened when the Continuation War between Finland and the Soviet Union ended in September 1944? :) Well, I’ll just say that Stalin did say “There are no Soviet prisoners of war, only traitors.”

This one also has angst. But it also has found family! I like it a whole lot, I wish I’d written it already, but I have been having such a hard time starting it. :(

That BNHA Fic: I can call it that because I’ve only got one so far! So this is a My Hero Academia fic, and hmm. I haven’t talked about it too much, but I do like it, even though my focus has been pulled back to the Home Front Fic again. I do wanna write this one!

So this is like a future fic? It’s canon divergent because some stuff happening in the manga rn is not gonna work with the plot, I guess it’ll diverge at least from like… all the New Year’s chapters? I don’t remember what the number is.

Anyway, the main character is Eri, who’s been going to like this boarding school meant for kids with volatile quirks. She wanted to go there herself when some years ago her quirk had gone bonkers, she thinks? Something like that, she doesn’t remember that well anymore, but anyway, she’s going to apply to UA! Just the Gen-Ed, her quirk isn’t any good against robots. She’d love to be a hero, though, she knows so many heroes and she just wants to help people, but her quirk is no good. :( Anyway she’s back in Musutafu for the summer break in her last year of middle school, and she meets Mirio and Aizawa at the train station, and they go around the town meeting everyone! In the entrance exams she meets Kouta, who for some reason doesn’t want to be a hero though he’s got a really good quirk for it, and he’s proud of his parents who were famous heroes! They both get into UA, and she manages to convince him to try to get into the hero course through the Sports Festival, and he does! She doesn’t get that far in the festival though, because even though she’s practiced using her quirk, she’s scared to use it on people when in battle and stuff. Anyway, she’s very upset about it, and when she tells Mirio about how she wants to help people, but can’t, because her quirk sucks, he gets this look on his face and later tells her that he knows someone who could help. They go to meet this scarecrow lookin’ dude, and oh wait, is that All Might?? Why’s he refusing to help her out from Mirio’s request?? And later, what’s this One For All Mirio’s talking about?? And whose kind arms does she keep dreaming of in her sleep???

So yeah. That’s the BNHA fic. One more WIP to go!

Space Fic: Back to Hetalia, and this is technically an older fic but I decided to someday actually write it just recently. So it’s my Historical Human AU No. 3. It’s based on a space facts video fact, where it said that in 1963 Kennedy had proposed the USSR and US go to the Moon together, and Khrushchev had been meaning to agree, but then Kennedy died and the plan was abandoned. This story idea was like, but what if they’d gone through with it? And then, because why not, what if they’d included other countries as well? And this WIP was born. It’d be like, the main characters would be representatives of their home countries, sent to take part in the program and they’d all be candidates for going to the Moon, but there’d be only 3 spots on the rocket so like, they’d kind of have to compete for the spots? And the ones that wouldn’t pass would take part in the mission on Earth. So then there'd compete, there’d be personal drama, their personal relationships would be affected by the relationships between their home countries, but overtime friendships would be forged, and they’d all just become… one big ole found family. A space family. A big ole found space family. And the Overview Effect would also play a part. This is kind of on the back burner, this’ll need lots of research and the Home front fic also needs a lot of it, so I’ll try to.. write that first, I guess? We’ll see.

So that’s all my WIPs. There are other fic ideas that I haven’t put much thought into yet so they’re not on the list, but yeah!

8. Do you have any writing buddies or critique partners?

I don’t have any one person who I’ve talked to about all of my stories, but I have discussed my stories with a few people! Both online and irl. I’m also on a couple discord servers that are for writing or where people talk about writing, even though for the most part I’m too shy to talk much on any of them ;u; But the people who’ve been awesome enough to listen to me ramble about my stories have helped me a lot!

12. Which story of yours do you like best? Why?

Aaaa, don’t make me choose between my children! ;__; I love them all,,,

Well, I am very fond of TT, since it’s my own original story and I’ve worked on it the longest… Then again, the Kingdom AU has a lovely aesthetic and those two pining idiots in it… But also, that BNHA fic has some really nice plot and character moments? But also I’ve spent so long researching for the Home front fic and it’s got my boys in it! And the atmosphere in it is so nice, and it has found family,,, But then also… Space??? And even the fantasy fanfic has the Asshole Goddess in it?? And a nice storyline with Liech?? See I can’t choose ;_;

To be fair, the story my dumb brain takes interest in changes every now and then, for example lately I’ve been mostly thinking about TT, the Kingdom AU and the Home front fic, so I guess those would be my favorites at the moment? But a couple weeks ago I was really into the Space Fic, and at the start of the year it was the BNHA fic. So it depends! But I do love them all.

52. Who do you write for?

Well, primarily probably for myself. I do often find myself in a situation where I’m looking for fics or books to read but none of them really click, and then I realize I’m looking for my own story. Which I haven’t written. So that’s definitely a big one! Then, to some extent, I also write for the people I’ve rambled about my fics to, so they might maybe someday get to experience the whole thing through something other than just my ramblings :’D But mostly for myself, I think.

Thanks for the ask again and sorry for taking so long!

#it's been 84 years.....#long post #drev's fics #did i have an ask tag? i don't remember

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ala mhigans complain too much though??

I normally delete asks like this but I’m not in the best mood right now. I’m sick, I’m tired, and I’m not looking forward to classes starting tomorrow, so yeah. I find that Ala Mhigans have plenty to complain about. (And so do I, apparently, LMAO)

Disclaimer: I will say nothing that I cannot back up with a source explicitly from the game (or lore book). Those of you who follow me know I don’t care for copy-pasting, but I feel like I need to show exactly what the game shows us of Ala Mhigo, as I have seen misconceptions for ALL city-states due many reasons, such as how some people choose to RP. (I am not condoning any type of RP—play your character how you want. I’m just saying that I have seen and talked to people who have based their conceptions of places in-game on RPers, which I think is unfair, but not necessarily their fault either.)

Imagine this. 25 years ago, your king outlaws the state religion of your home (one that has gone on for centuries), slaughters the monks of the Fist of Rhalgr*, and starts going off on a French-Revolution-esque purge of your entire city-state.

(cut because this got long)

*The Light Sect of the Fist of Rhalgr, a religious organization that had been assimilated into Ala Mhigo’s army and given exclusive political rights. Gone. Overnight, an entire level of society was eliminated, with several other to follow. “Monks, novices, devotees, elders, refugees, servants, and peasants” (Erik, in-game) were all massacred in one night, simply because they were in the monk’s temple. And that was just the start.

This purge continued to eliminate any and all Ala Mhigan royalty (except Wid and any other scraggler that somehow escaped that we don’t know about). After that, it was anyone who could have any ounce of claim to the throne. Then it was merchants and the wealthy. “Beheadings were commonplace, carried out daily,” (Erik, in-game). The lore book even says that “the purge extended to even those smallfolk who had accrued even the slightest amount of wealth.”

For five years, King Theodoric killed every person with an ounce of power in Ala Mhigo—even his own allies. People wouldn’t leave their houses, for fear of being the next head on the chopping block (Erik, in-game). The people revolted, the guards simply let them enter the palace, and Theodoric committed suicide.

We all know what happens next.

Garleans come in and topple the city. And it was not peaceful. The Ala Mhigans could not resist because resistance was futile.

Cid: Aye, I will not deny it. The magitek weapons we created laid waste to Ala Mhigo, and slaughtered its people. (source)

“The Garlean Empire used enormous magitek airships to destroy the city-state of Ala Mhigo.” (source)

Those airships being “armored monstrosities designed for the sole purpose of destruction.” (source)

“In its weakened state, the city fell to the might of magitek with nary a fight, leaving what loyalists remained to scatter to the safety of other nations or be hunted down.“ (source)

Minfilia: You will have heard stories of how the men and women of their armies did their best to repel the enemy, only to find their iron blades and modest magicks no match for the Empire’s machina. (source)

“Neither the Ala Mhigan army nor the lay fighters stood a chance against the flood of enemy soldiers.” (lore book)

Sundhimal: Memories of the atrocities committed by the Empire still haunt many in this city-state, for a large number of refugees fled to Limsa Lominsa after their nation fell. (source)

Arthurioux: It has been over fifteen summers since the Empire’s razing of Ala Mhigo… (source)

Gaius Van Baelsar: All you can hope to do is decide the manner of this realm’s demise. This is the mercy I offer. A choice─an end by the red moon, or an end by Garlean might. (source)

By the way, in 1.0, Kan-E-senna herself has said that Gridania stands no chance against the Garleans unless all of the city-states joined to defend it. So 1.0, the game of treesin and elementals and all of the defensive mechanisms that the Shroud had could not defend against a Garlean invasion.

Nevermind what happened after occupation. Under Gaius.

Cid: He spoke of rapid fortifications being made in Ala Mhigo, and of Ala Mhigans being driven by lash and brand to make them. (source)

Cid: “He painted a godless picture, and I fear the reality of it even worse. He had to stand by and watch Ala Mhigans beaten and worked and starved to death.“ (source)

“The children of Ala Mhigo, having grown up knowing only Garlean rule and ideology, were enlisted to bolster the ranks of Darnus’ VIIth legion, and the XIVth was ordered to support them.” (source)

“The Empire is using Ala Mhigo as a breeding ground for new soldiers. Once children reach a certain age, they are taken from their parents and sent into the north for training…never to be seen or heard from again.” (source)

Report from a spy in Ala Mhigo: “They force us to kill daily─something, anything. If only to keep us in the habit. They seek to make it a reflex in us. My grip on things is slowly slipping─on my faith…and my mind. I don’t know who or what I am anymore.” (source)

“Now, Ala Mhigans are forced to work for pittance in great smoke-belching factories…” (lore book)

“Many [Ala Mhigans] live in squalid conditions, their lives little better than those of slaves.” (lore book)

Widargelt: “Living in constant fear of death. Struggling to stay warm enough to sleep. Eating crumbs to fight hunger.“ (in-game)

“For every man and woman you see here standing before you, there are a thousand more who remain trapped in Ala Mhigo, suffering under the weight of the Empire’s rule.” (source)

So. That’s just Ala Mhigo. What about Ala Mhigan refugees in other Eorzean city states? The ones who refuse to attempt a living in other city-states get to rot away in a dust-and-disease-filled cave, being whittled away by poison from the Corpse Brigade and getting abducted by the Amalj'aa.

Hiebert: Good many Ul'dahns ain’t pleased none at all by this influx from Ala Mhigo. Best not to say as much round here, though–if ye value yer life. [The Platinum Mirage] here is one o’ the few places willing to give poor bastards a bit o’ work. (source)

Bernier: I thought a shop here would do quite well, but they’ve no desire to buy from an Ala Mhigan. (source)

Berthar: I ain’t no Ala Mhigan. You should say as much yourself, truth or no. (source)

The Platinum Mirage was literally going to release a blood-thristy beast into Little Ala Mhigo just to bet on the outcome. (source)

Their work is unappreciated and they are pinned as lazy, unethical, and leeching immigrants. “…that the bloody oaf has no work ethic about him–just like an Ala Mhigan.” (Gagaruna, in-game)

Otopa Pottopa: They work hard without complaint, and for mere scraps. I suppose we have the Garleans to thank for all this cheap labor. Hahaha! (source)

Lulutsu: He’s not much on the bloodsands, but then most of these poor sods crawling in from Ala Mhigo aren’t. I’m not even sure why the Coliseum still tolerates them. (source)

Faramund: They’re hardened soldiers, all, and no strangers to discomfort, but it’s a trying experience, being in a place that loves you not. (in-game)

#ive been getting asks like this for a while and i dont understand why it's me but here you go #asks #Anonymous

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Review (Warlock Karkat)

Hi!! There aren’t any prompts in the queue, right? Do you mind reviewing this for me? Thank you so much~

FANTASY AU - FUGITIVE WARLOCK KARKAT

((Hello, Cherubplay! This is a prompt in which Karkat is the High Warlock of Alternia, handling all of the kingdom’s magical affairs. After an attack, Karkat is framed for treason and sentenced to be executed. Using his magic, he escapes and becomes a wanted fugitive of Alternia.

You can play any character you want! The only ones I won’t accept are genderbends and OCs. I do have a preference for male characters and will only do shipping with them, but please feel free to play as a girl! I do not require you to match this length. I am not evil. All I ask is that you give me at least 3+ paragraphs with something to work with. As this will be a PLOT-centered RP, I would ask that there be no pwp. I don’t mind smut as long as you are of legal age and that the RP does NOT revolve around smut.

I would love it if you would discuss worldbuilding and the plot with me before we get started on the roleplay. Thanks for reading, and I hope that we could have a wonderful roleplay together!))

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Alternia was a nation that thrived on war. Their exports were weapons of the highest calibre and finest craftsmanship, their warriors and mages were the fiercest and most skilled among the other kingdoms, their beasts were bred for war; horses that ran faster and longer than any other, direwolves that were trained to rip their enemies to shreds, messenger birds that carried letters faster than any other. The vast riches that Alternian citizens enjoyed were the spoils from past victories, and there was a continually growing influx from current conquests.

At every given moment, Alternia declared war on the closest country. Almost every time, Alternia won and brought home glory and fame. Unfortunately, Alternia also brought home enemies. As every succeeding emperor grew in ambition and pride, so did the list of opposing kingdoms. It wasn’t a surprise when a siege was laid on Alternia’s capital.

It was in the middle of the night. An entire squadron of mages brought the magical barrier protecting the capital down, insurgents stormed through the gates, launching spells and volleying arrows. Flames erupted within the castle walls, servants lay dead on the cold floor, staring up with lifeless eyes, blood flowed from corpses like a river, bathing everything in a blinding, crimson red.

Once dawn broke, and the sun slowly peeked over the horizon, the carnage was brought forth into the light. There were piles of corpses and broken weapons lying about. Warlocks and soldiers, knights and oeasants all lay tangled as the sun shone on the morbid scene. As the Alternian ruler became furious and demanded an explanation, nonone came forward. Not one of his subjects dared to speak. The aggressor of the attack was unknown. There were dozens of kingdoms that held a grudge and could have launched the siege. No one knew where their enemies came from, or whom they were serving.

Without an enemy to blame, Alternia soon began to point fingers at each other. Alternian nobles feared for their lives, blaming everyone they could see in order to save their own skin. The peasants began an uproar, demanding to be protected by their monarchy. Knights pointed their swords at each other, questioning each other’s loyalty. Unable to placate the masses, the ruler decided on a simple solution. They would use a scapegoat, and divert the public’s attention elsewhere. If a man were to suddenly be accused of being a spy and bringing down the capital’s protective barriers, the people would be satisfied.

That was the solution the Alternian government found, and Karkat was the poor unfortunate soul they decided to use in order to regain control. To say that he was angry was an understatement. Karkat was absolutely livid. He was teeming with rage and betrayal. After all the years of hardwork and backbreaking labour, all the sacrifices he had made for the glory of the Empire, and he was rewarded with THIS!

Karkat had both of his hands bound in front of him, and he was standing on a platform, facing a crowd of people that screamed his name. A noose was tied around his neck, hung on a beam above, and a magic suppressor was clamped tightly around his neck. Karkat was about to be hung for a crime he did not commit. All to soothe the masses doubting the glory and power of Alternia.

From beside him, his executioner raised his voice, reading a scroll listing his charges. “Karkat Vantas, High Warlock of Alternia, you are charged with treason on the imperial court, and conspiracy against the ruler of Alternia. After the testimonies of your fellow warlock, and knights whom you have fought with for the glory of our wonderful empire, we have found evidence of you working with hostile forces in order to create chaos within the Alternian capital. You are hereby sentenced to be hanged for your crimes.” The crowd cheered. “Do you have any last words, Karkat Vantas?”

Without missing a beat, Karkat answered. “I am not guilty.”

In that instant, the crowd erupted into furious screaming. “You lie!” “Kill the traitor!” The crowd soon became unintelligible as they all cried for Karkat’s blood. A voice stoid out from the crowd. “You were the high warlock! You must have lowered the barrier so we could be attacked!” The crowd grew angrier.

Karkat knew that no matter what he said, he would not be absolved of his crimes. Someone had to take the fall, and even if he was being framed, all of Alternia saw him as a traitor. The only way for him to live was to escape. For him to run and become a fugitive. If he managed to get away, he could even find the real culprit and clear his name.

“Karkat Vantas, you are hereby sentenced to death!” As the executioner raised his voice and reached for the lever that would open up the platform, and bring Karkat to his doom, Karkat let out every single ounce of magic he had. The suppressor sparked in protest, but Karkat didn’t stop. Sparks of his magic flickered in and out of existence. It was a feeble attempt compared to the full extent of his magic, but Karkat would work with whatever he had.

Despite the strain the suppressor put on him, Karkat managed to cast a spell. A cloud of smoke exploded in the crowd, quickly spreading throughout the castle. Karkat managed to remove the noose from around his neck (though he couldn’t do anything about the suppressant) and flee. Shoving people out of the way, he burst out of the gates, indignant cries following him.

He was a fugitive now, and no man or woman in Alternia would help him. Without magic, Karkat was defenseless. In order to hide from his pursuers, Karkat headed for the forest. He pulled his black cloak tighter around himself as he slipped further inside the woods, running through brambles and getting scratches on his skin and clothes in his desperate bid to escape his death.

I apologise for the wait: it would be a lie to say I haven't been neglecting this blog, and this will certainly be rusty. Anyhoo, here goes.

So overall, I like the prompt/setting. It brings up the nasty bits of war and monarchy, without being overindulgent on the fact that Karkat is the victim. That being said, there isn't much 'pull' to it. I don't feel like I could just bowl in with fifty different ideas, as the ending of the prompt is too open: a 'passive ending', if you will. Karkat is just running away into the woods, painfully aware of his situation. How would someone else fit in here, since he'd likely just bolt off?

Instead, have Karkat run towards something; timeskip to later in the day, where he's looking for some place to settle down for the night, perhaps a seemingly abandoned camp. Only, it turns out the camp isn't abandoned. Maybe he ends up having to steal from someone to get food or clothing or armor, but don't leave it up to the other person to wiggle themself in.

Another way to pull people in, is to add details. Some of the exposition of Alternia can be sacrificed to draw attention to Karkat and his dilemma. What does he look like, what is the hard work and sacrifice he made? What stood out about him that the government chose him as a scapegoat? From what it says about his service, he'd almost be too valuable to kill. Maybe he was lacking in another area, or was easily distracted by the needs of his friends?

Which brings me to another question: what happened to the skirmishers that attacked the capital? It seems like they were never caught, but generally if the capital falls, they would continue to take other parishes while the kingdom was weak and confused. It could have been a mere scare tactic, but I'd include more info on that: otherwise it seems like a plot hole.

As for grammar, there are a few nitpicks, mostly spelling errors, or simply this not sounding right.

At every given moment, Alternia declared war on the closest country: At every opportunity? Otherwise, it sounds like Alternia is literally declaring war every moment.

noone: no one

If a man were to suddenly be accused of being a spy...: If a man were to be suddenly accused of being a spy...

stoid: stood

Not to mention the ending falls a little flat in terms of syntax: I see a lot of 'He this', 'He that' and 'Karkat this', 'Karkat that'. Write some more about the crowd, or the terror flooding through him. Don't be afraid to put those subjects in unusual positions.

-Mod Angsty

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rpmemesbyarat · 3 years

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RP meme from "The Company of Wolves" film

Any presents for me?

She's a pest!

Pest, pest!

You have to come out sometime - you can't sulk in there forever!

What makes you so different anyway!

It's not because I want you, either

Poor little lamb!

You don't know these things, you're only a child!

There, there, pet.

It's a long way through the wood, but safe by daylight. Safe if you keep to the path.

Once you stray from the path you're lost entirely!

Never stray from the path, never eat a windfall apple and never trust a man whose eyebrows meet!

A wolf may be more than he seems. He may come in many disguises.

The worst kind of wolves are hairy on the inside, and when they bite you, they drag you with them to Hell!

Don't they have girls where you come from?

Come out of the shadows. Let me see you, my love.

So you think I'm handsome?

The first thing I noticed about you - was the way your eyebrows meet.

I told you I heard a wolf last night!

Your children - but not my children! Whore! Adulteress!

You hoped I'd never come back!

I thought the wolves had taken you!

I'd never let a man strike me.

Oh, they're nice as pie until they've had their way with you. But once the bloom is gone, oh, the beast comes out.

When the real wolves mate, do the dogs beat the bitches

afterward?

Of course you won`t stay a young girl much longer.

Caught you, you snotty-nosed ragamuffin!

Least said soonest mended.

Shall we play now?

Does he hurt you?

If there's a beast in men, it meets its match in women too.

I've brought you a little present.

They're the best of all roses, picked from the grave of a princess.

They say that priests' bastards often turn into wolves as they grow older!

Waste not, want not!

That's a horrid story! I didn't like it at all.

The Devil's one thing, but a priest making babies is another! I don't think our priest would have it in him.

You can't trust anyone, least of all a priest!

Well, what a silly game!

He only asked me to walk with him. What's wrong with that?

Don't stray from the path!

Why are you so crabby today?

I like you well enough.

Well why won't you kiss me?

You're afraid, aren't you?

That wasn't very good. Give me another!

Have to catch me first!

Wolf! Wolf!

Get your hands off him!

Don't you hit my boy!

I'll cool you off!

Where have you been? And in such a state!

This is all these beasts understand. Kill them before they kill you.

Clowns are what the village boys are!

When will Daddy have done with the killing?

A hard winter brings out the wolves.

We must hide in the trees!

Douse the lights! Into the trees! Quietly!

How can a wolf be worse than it already is?

Are you going to tell me a story?

No one would have suspected a thing.

A taste of what's to come!

So - I wasn't good enough for you. I was, once.

The wolves in the forest are more decent!

Where did you hear a story like that?

It's not a story, but God's honest truth!

But what pleasure could there be in that?

The pleasure would come from knowing the power that she had.

When I killed it it was a wolf, and it turned into a man.

Seeing is believing.

Get it out!

Whatever it is, now it's dead meat!

Maybe you shouldn't go.

Mind you don't stray - and take something to protect yourself with.

How about a knife?

You're not afraid of anything, are you?

You're a fearless child, I'll say that.

You won't be lucky twice.

Let me come with you - you'd be safe with me!

Go into the woods with you? After what happened last time?

Did I scare you? I am sorry.

At least you have your clothes on.

Lost your horse?

I know the very place up the way for a picnic!

Don't you know how strong that stuff is?

I don't believe it, even though I see it.

Aren't you afraid of the wolves?

Why should I be frightened of wolves?

You must know the worse wolves are hairy on the inside.

Old wives' tales! Peasant superstition!

Here - take my hat as a token of good will. Wear it, until we meet again.

Get you back to Hell from which you came!

What do you know about my kind?

Are you very much afraid?

It wouldn't do me much good to be afraid, would it?

What big eyes you have!

All the better to see you with.

They say seeing is believing, but I'd never swear to it.

You must be wet through. Why don't you take off your shawl?

Your kind can't stomach clothes either.

I love the company of wolves.

Poor creatures. It's freezing cold out there, no wonder they howl so.

You're a bold fearless girl, aren't you?

And now you must give me back my gun, my dear.

Are you our kind, or their kind?

My home is nowhere.

My, what big arms you have.

Will you be honorable and pay me, or not?

I never knew a wolf could cry.

You'll be all alone.

This is holy ground!

Can you speak?

Are you God's work, or the Devil's?

It will heal, in time.

No! Don't shoot!

As you're pretty, so be wise

Wolves may lurk in every guise

Sweetest tongue hides sharpest tooth.

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