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houseofwisteria · 5 months

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AFFILIATES,

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ORIGINAL CHARACTERS

Gabrielle Cameron - Kook, 15-20 FC Angourie Rice

Celeste Winters - Witch, 22 FC: Kaylee Bryant

Hope Donavan - Street racer, 28 FC: Lindsey Morgan

Sylvie Nightbloom - Seer, 15+ FC Maisie Williams

Aspen Lightfoot - Elven princess, 21+ FC: Ruby Cruz

Elizabeth Murphy - Teacher, 20+ FC: Dakota Johnson

Alicia Piao - Psychology Student, 20+ FC: Natasha Liu Bordizzo

Tiabeanie Florence - Princess,15 FC: Georgie Henley

Allison Roe-Scott - Fashion designer, 18+ FC: Leighton Meester

Grace Scott - Student, 18 FC: Sara Waisglass

Alwyn Oakdweller - Half-elf, 25+ FC: Henry Cavill

Dante Moore - Vampire, Forever 18 FC: Quincy Fouse

Astrid Green - Bar / Lounge Owner, 20+ FC: Zoey Deutch

Jacklyn “ Jack ” Esparza - Student, Soccer player, 18 FC: Ruby Cruz

Umi Okoye - Student, animator, 18 FC: Ayo Edebiri

Sergio Garza - Cps worker, 30+ FC: Oscar Isaac

Leslie Bishop - bodyguard, driver, 30+ FC: Jesse Williams

Aubree Fraser - Nurse Practitioner, 20+ FC: Jessica Henwick

Peyton Wong - Photographer, 19+ FC: Chase Sui Wonders

Greta Cohen - Event Planner, 18+ FC: Emilija Baranac

Ryker Cameron - Kook, 20+ FC: Ryan Gosling

Jaden Reeves - Werewolf, 20+ FC: Josh Hutcherson

REACHER

Jack Reacher (30) - FC: Alan Ritchson

Roscoe Conklin (28) - FC: Willa Fitzgerald

Oscar Finley (33) - FC: Malcolm Goodwin

Francis Neagley (28) FC: Maria Sten

NEW GIRL

Nick Miller (30) - FC: Jake Johnson

Winston Bishop ( 30 ) - FC: Lamorne Morris

EUPHORIA

Fezco (19+) - FC: Diego Tinoco

Jules Vaughn (18+) - FC: Hunter Schafer

Cassie Howard (18+) - FC: Sydney Sweeney

Nate Jacobs (18+) - FC: Jacob Elordi

Kat Hernandez (18+) - FC: Barbie Ferreira

THE WALKING DEAD

Rick Grimes (30+) - FC: Andrew Lincoln

Carl Grimes (18+) - FC: Tanner Buchannon

Glenn Rhee (20+) - FC: Steven Yeun

Rosita Espanoza (20+) - FC: Christian Serratos

Beth Greene ( 20 + ) - Emily Kinney

Carol Peletier ( 40+ ) - Melissa McBride

THE WITCHER

Geralt of Rivia (30+) - FC: Henry Cavill

Jaskier (30+) - FC: Joey Batey

Tissaia (35+) - FC: MyAnna Buring

Cirilla of Cintra (14+) - FC: Freya Allen

THE SOCIETY

Becca Gelb (18+) - FC: Gideon Adion

Harry Bingham (18+) - FC: Alex Fitzalan

Cassandra Pressman (18+) - FC: Rachel Keller

Kelly Aldrich (18+) - FC: Krstene Froseth

Gareth Visser (18+) - FC: Jack Mulhern

Gordie Moreno (18+) - FC: Jose Julian

GIRL MEETS WORLD

Lucas Friar (14+) - FC: Peyton Meyer

Maya Hart (14+) - FC: Sabrina Carpenter

Topanga Mattews (30+) - FC: Rachel McAdams

Augie Matthews (14+) - FC: August Maturo

Isadora Smackle (14+) - FC: Cici Balagot

Farkle Minkus (14+) - FC: Corey Fogelmanis

STRANGER THINGS

Eddie Munson (18+) - FC: Joseph Quinn

Jane Hopper (14+) - FC: Millie Bobby Brown

Jim Hopper (18+) - FC: David Harbour

Nancy Wheeler (18+) - FC: Natalia Dyer

Max Mayfield (14+) - FC: Sadie Sink

Robin Buckley (18+) - FC: Maya Hawke

Carol Perkins (18+) - FC: Chelsea Talmadge

Will Byers (14+) - FC: Jack Dylan Grazer

Tommy Hagen (18) - FC: Chester Rushing

Steve Harrington (18) - FC: Joe Keery

TEEN WOLF

Derek Hale (30+) - FC: Tyler Hoechlin

Stiles Stilinski (30+) - FC: Dylan O’brien

Liam Dunbar (30+) - FC: Dylan Sprayberry

Kira Yukimara (30+) - FC: Arden Cho

Jackson Whittemore (30+) - FC: Colton Haynes

Mason Hewitt (30+) - FC: Khylin Rhambo

ONE TREE HILL

Nathan Scott (18+) - FC: James Lafferty

Karen Roe (30+) - FC: Moira Kelly

Kieth Scott (30+) - FC: Craig Sheffer

Peyton Sawyer (18+) - FC: Hilarie Burton

HARRY POTTER

Luna Lovegood (18+) - FC: Evanna Lynch

Neville Longbottom (18+) - FC: Matthew Lewis

OUTER BANKS

Rafe Cameron (19+) - FC: Drew Starkey

Kiara Carrera (18+) - FC: Madison Bailey

JJ Maybank (18+) - FC: Rudy Pankow

John B Rutledge (18+) - FC: Chase Stokes

Ward Cameron (30+) - FC: Charles Esten

Wheezie Cameron (15) - FC: Julia Antonelli

Topper Thornton (19+) - FC: Austin North

ANIMATED TV & MOVIES

Catra (18+) - FC: Lulu Antariksa

Ballister Boldheart (30+) - FC: Riz Ahmed

Vi (20+) - FC: Brianna Hildebrand

HEARTSTOPPER

Nick Nelson

Charlie Spring

DISNEY MOVIES & TV

Evie Grimhilde (18+) - FC: Sofia Carson

Merida Dunbroch (18+) - FC: Amy Manson

Ben Florian (18+) - FC: Mitchell Hope

Queen Elsa (18+) - FC: Anya Taylor Joy

Kristoff Bjorgman (18+) - FC: Lucas Till

Olaf (10) - FC: Asa Butterfield

Fawn (18+) - FC: Maia Mitchell

Flynn Rider (19+) - FC: Ben Barnes

Amity Blight (15+) - FC: Kiernan Shipka

Jack Frost (19+) - FC: Thomas Brodie-Sangster

Astrid Hofferson (19+) - FC: Britt Robertson

Miguel Rivera (10+) - FC: As Himself

THE VAMPIRE DIARIES

Damon Salvatore (18+) - FC: Ian Somerhalder

Klaus Mikaelson (25+) - FC: Joseph Morgan

Bonnie Bennett (18+) - FC: Kat Graham

Vincent Griffith (30+) - FC: Yusuf Gatewood

Freya Mikaelson (25+) - FC: Riley Voelkel

LIFE IS STRANGE

Dana Ward (18+) - FC: Lily Collins

Alex Chen (18+) - FC: Brianne Tju

Chloe Price (18+) - FC: Emma Mackey

Warren Graham (18+) - FC: Austin Abrams

Stella Hill (18+) - FC: Maitreya Ramakrishnan

Luke Parker (18+) - FC: Ross Butler

Kate Marsh (18+) - FC: Grace Van Dien

SCREAM MOVIES & TV

Billy Loomis (18+) - FC: Skeet Ulrich

Mindy Meeks-Martin (18+) - FC: Jasmin Savoy Brown

Chad Meeks-Martin (18+) - FC: Mason Gooding

Noah Foster (18+) - FC: John Karna

Dewy Riley (23+) - FC: Dave Arquette

Tatum Riley (18+) - FC: Rose Mcgowan / Christina Hendricks

Wes Hicks (18+) - FC: Dylan Minnette

THE LAST OF US

Joel Miller

Ellie Williams

Dina

RED DEAD REDEMPTION

Arthur Morgan

Abigail Marston

TWILIGHT

Edward Cullen

Charlie Swan

Jasper Hale

MISCELLANEOUS ANIME

Saitama

Sakura Haruno

Naruto Uzumaki

Haruhi Fujioka

Tamaki Suoh

Arisa Uotani

Taiga Aisaka

Yui Hirasawa

FNAF

Vanessa Afton

SUPERNATURAL

Dean Winchester

Claire Novak

Meg Masters

MARVEL CINEMATIC UNIVERSE

Frank Castle

Peter Parker

Tony Stark

Jessica Jones

DC CINEMATIC UNIVERSE

Selina Kyle

Harley Quinn

Barbara Gordon

Dick Grayson

DUMPLIN’

Ellen “ El “ Dryver (18+) - FC: Odeya Rush

Bo Larson (19+) - FC: Luke Benward

#( dossier. )

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thebestworstidea · 9 months

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to set the scene this was in the winter of perhaps 2002? 03? My father was recently dead, and a friend of the family decided to send my mother a gift to distract her from her grief.

In the form of three Icelandic Sheep.

Let me tell you about sheep. They aren't too bright, but they're clever like goats. They tend to be easy going unless they get a thought lodged in their skulls because there's a lot of room to rattle around in there.

Icelandic sheep are not like that. They don't need you, and they know it. Every goat (and some chickens, rabbits and pigs) that came onto our land got a sudden stat boost to their 'troublemaking bastard' stat. (seriously, we bought goats that were described as 'sweet darlings' and they turned into assholes. We gave away some of their equally assholey children and they were reported as sweeties from their new owners. Our cats have an unusually high language coprehention and problem solving. It's weird)

Icelandic sheep do not need this. They can find their own food, and they refuse to let a little thing like 'the electric fence' stop them.

This led to them occasionally getting out and us having to chase them down.

One time they really got out. We had to track them. Picture Willow, several years out of school, still in decent shape and sliding slowly into a completely different form of depression than she was used to. Picture Kat, my younger sister, petite and just starting her foray into being a full time petticoat wearer. There is half a foot of height and about a hundred fifty pounds difference between us at this point. I pull out my minimum woodcraft and track the little fuckers. Out of their pen into the forest out of the forest into the forest across the street.

below the trees is about a foot of snow covered with a veneer of ice that the sheep occasionally break through.

I do not break through as much, for reasons unknown.

My sister, however breaks through every third step. into the snow. finding the drifts, all the way up to her peticoats. My mother and younger brother, watching from the street as I track the trail of the fucking sheep laugh.

I often joke that I'm two hobbits in a long sweater, but every now and again, I am reminded that my father was an elf.

Anyhow, we didn't find the sheep that day. A neighbor found one of them, unfortunately dead- apparently her wool had gotten tangled in a root and stuck her in place. We caught the other two but not before treating my brother like a cross between a herd dog and a pokemon (Star! use tackle attack! *brother immediately flings himself onto the sheep in a flying leap* (it worked don't laugh)) my mother going ass over tea kettle and catching actual air as one of them barreled past her, and my sister, who was leading one on a leash back to our hastily repaired/reinforced pasture suddenly realizing that the damn things had VTO because their hooves all four of them were at eye level suddenly. Somehow I managed to make it out okay.

Until we had to shear the damn things.

#stories that make people say 'yeah that never happened'#Musical at Four Oaks #my family #sheep #animals #animal death

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windsroad · 11 days

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Ok I will make a post explaining some stuff that happened in our pathfinder game and then try to brave sleep again

So I am playing Kat, a rogue, right? I have a habit of trying to tank with rogues. The heart of the party is Biz, a goblin fighter. Kat has become a semi important noble and Biz has become like her second in command. He also tanks, being a fighter.

Recently, a character warned us NOT to die. Kat jokingly nudges Biz. Biz looks up, sees Kat smirking, elbows Kat back. Haha, very funny.

THEN, the next in game day, BIZ DIES.

Biz comes back bc the god of trickery is like, dude, that death was SO not you! He died from being scared to death by phantasmal killer. The god is like bro, that was not glorious OR funny. You can come back to life, but you are gonna die permanently again soon, and I promise it will be either glorious or funny. And Biz is like awesome! That’s what I want! (He was a gladiator, he really does want this)

Comes back, tells the party about this. Now Kat is. Big distraught. She is a half-elf raised mostly around humans (I think?) but she’s super young. Only 22. She has not yet had to deal with the fact she will outlive all her friends. Biz is a goblin so he was always not gonna live that long. But now Kat is faced with reckoning with this idea MUCH SOONER THAN ANTICIPATED. FUN!

Ok. I try to sleep now. Wish me luck

#pointlesspointless #vilestraia campaign

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dcviline · 3 months

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𝐁𝐚𝐥𝐝𝐮𝐫'𝐬 𝐆𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝟑 𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐬

basic portrayal notes in lieu of full bios atm

Katryn (tav oc): Half-elf rogue. Has some draconic heritage but not enough to really do much for her. Tiny pink menace. She never knew her father and her mother was an infiltration specialist in the Guild, but she died during a botched heist, leaving Kat as an orphan when she was seven. The Guild let her stick around out of respect for her mother, but she had to earn her keep from a young age; it started with pickpocketing, but eventually she proved skilled enough to be trusted with her own heists. One high ranking member of the Guild saw potential in her and began training her kill, with Kat being unaware that she was being initiated into the Cult of Bhaal. She would be sent by this person to assassinate supposed rivals of the Guild over the course of a year, and believing these orders to come from Nine-Fingers, Kat complied and carried out each one of them, though growing increasingly wary of the blood on her hands. It all came to an end when she discovered that her last target was not a rival criminal at all, only an innocent furrier. When she confronted her overseer about this, they revealed to her that all of her targets were, in fact, mere innocents, marked for death by the will of Bhaal. They invited her to come present herself to the Murder Tribunal, but horrified and enraged, Kat killed them and fled the city in overwhelming guilt. She was captured by Mind Flayers shortly after.

Thanatos (dark urge oc): Can pass as an elf or half-elf, is actually an eldritch horror in mortal form born from the flesh of Bhaal. Powerful mix of fighter, sorceror, and rogue, as one would expect from the spawn of a deity. Once his father's chosen, wakes up with no memories of his past, only the overwhelming compulsion to kill and a variety of markings and scars upon his body that he cannot explain. Resists his urge consistently and tries to makes generally good choices in spite of himself. Mortified when he discovers the truth about himself and ultimately rejects Bhaal.

Shadowheart: Does not kill the Nightsong and turns against Shar. Becomes a cleric of Selune. Does not turn back to Shar, instead freeing her parents from their torture and choosing to honor their memories. Embarks on her own adventures once the Absolute is defeated, intent to embrace the beauty of the world rather than stay in darkness.

Astarion: Does not ascend. Kills Cazador but frees his fellow spawn. Also frees the Gur children and the other spawn in the dungeons. Post-game he finds them in the Underdark to take responsibility for them and teach them how to control themselves. Always seeking a way to be able to be in the sunlight again.

Lae'zel: Turns against Vlaakith. Either working with the revolutionaries to depose her or remains in Faerûn to forge her own path. I typically default to assuming Orpheus was freed and became illithid.

Gortash: I don't really diverge from anything, except he can survive the final confrontation if we want to write after his downfall. I'm also interested in AUs where he turns against the Absolute and helps the MCs (for his own benefit of course).

#᯽ ooc. ⊱ ── ❝ 𝘖𝘩 𝘯𝘰 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘪. ❞

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sophieswundergarten · 24 days

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SOPHHIEEEEEEEE HELLO I've got some QUESTIONS for you

Do you listen to music when you write?

3. Computer or pen and paper?

17. What writing habits or rituals do you have?

18. If you could collaborate with anyone, who would it be, and what would you write about?

21. Who is/are your favourite character(s) to write?

27. Favourite line/scene

36. Last sentence you wrote

40. Share some backstory for one of your characters

45. How much world building do you do?

46. Do you reread your own stories?

<3 <3 <3

HI, KAT!!!! <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

(I wasn't really sure you were going to send me ALL of these questions, goodness gracious)

1. Do you listen to music when you write? Depends on if I'm already listening to music. I don't really have specific stuff I listen to in order to write, so if I am listening to something it's usually to drown out background noise.

3. Computer or pen and paper? Computer! So much easier to fix your mistakes. (If I were brave I would try writing on the typewriter I have, but, alas, I am a coward)

17. What writing habits or rituals do you have? Not really

18. If you could collaborate with anyone, who would it be, and what would you write about? Ooooh, there are so many talented writers I would love to collaborate with, you can't ask me to pick just one!

21. Who is/are your favourite character(s) to write? As some of my friends will know, one of my favourite characters to write fic for is Sticky Washington

27. Favourite line/scene Hard one, but I think I'll go with the ending of "A Half-Empty Heart"

36. Last sentence you wrote "And, indeed, when Miss Perumal came to wake the boys up the next morning, she found them tangled together in their sleep, a peaceful look on either face."

40. Share some backstory for one of your characters Lyn Fanuidhol!! She's one of my DnD characters, and she's a half-elf. She was struck by lightning while doing research (And it may or may not have been her cousin's fault...)

45. How much world building do you do? As much world building as I can before I really have to sit down and write. I find it easier to take fully built characters and worlds and then play with them like dolls in a dollhouse asjdfk

46. Do you reread your own stories? On occasion. Not very often, because it makes me uncomfortable, but now and then I do.

#asks #ask games

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chaotic-miserables · 26 days

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Welcome to my CoS!

This is a blog about four silly traumatized souls in Barovia.

Taeral, the noble clean freak high elf paladin who is in a constant state of being a bitch and gay panic triggered by a certain monk. Wants to cure Doru's vampirism.

Rook, the said monk who triggers Tae's gay panic. He is a punk ass brat with a heart of gold and fists of justice. Aasimar with a dark past. Doesn't believe in being able to find a cure for vampirism.

Sannerig, our moon elf moon cleric, badass wine mom of the group. She is looking for her boyfriend and takes shit from no one (Yes Smithers that includes you!)

Kat, our half elf sunshine bard with a dark past who has befriended shadow demons who lived under the tables of the Bluewater inn and thinks a middle finger is a greeting (Thanks to Rook smh, She keeps flipping people off with no malice, please help her XD).

Guests

Ireena- Barbarian sister of Ismark, object of obsession of Strahd and silly girl boss

Taeral’s son and mooshroom mount, Sir Taeral Jr Beefsteak

Sannerig's cat, Garfield

Taeral’s cat, Beans (Fc is the dm's cat)

Rook's cat, Midnight

Kat's cat, Cupcake

Selune- Moon goddess, gave directions to her favourite cleric once before going back to shit talk the other gods.

Past party members

Leshwin, half elf druid and party dad. Retired to form his own druid circle with Isek's demon arm in hand.

Calliope, satyr monk who rammed her way out of problems and stayed with madam Eva.

Blog is run by Willow, Taeral’s player.

#funny #anime style #curse of strahd #curse of strahd 5e #curse of strahd characters #dnd character #dnd art #chaotic #Rook #taeral #kat #sannerig #dnd blog #dnd #dungeons and dragons #chaotic miserables

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weregoingtokillthequeen · 10 months

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We just posted character profiles! Right now we only have images of two of our leads. Hopefully, we'll have the rest soon.

Lamia Ambler Age: 32 Race: Changling Pronouns: She/Her Gender: Female Height: 5'4" Occupation: Thief, Con Artist, and Escaped Convict Class: Rogue Voice Actor: Kat Walker Shea

Lamia doesn’t talk about her childhood. Her best friend, Allie, is the only person who knows what Lamia’s upbringing was like. She also doesn’t talk much about what crimes landed her in prison.

Lamia and Allie, the Dragonborn Barbarian, have recently escaped from prison. Lamia acts as the brains while Allie is the brawn. Lamia’s a con artist and thief, and she considers herself as more intelligent than most people. She’s smug and her ego is often her downfall. She likes to be perceived as tough as nails, but she’s a lot more sensitive than she lets on. It doesn’t take much to hurt her feelings.

Due to her ability to shape shift into any humanoid, Lamia is able to blend into any crowd. She has the skills and brains to take care of herself. It’s just that her bloated sense of self-importance always lands her in hot water.

While on the run from the law, Lamia and Allie accidentally get caught up in a rebel group looking to overthrow the corrupt monarchy.

Abilities Shapeshifting: Lamia can change her appearance and voice to any Medium sized, humanoid creature she has seen before. The biggest downside is that she will still need to find appropriate clothing and equipment if she plans to deceive others with her changed appearance.

As a rogue, she’s good at stealth and sneak attacks. She’s highly skilled at melee combat, but she often can slip right by people without being noticed.

Languages Spoken: Common, Draconic, and Thieves’ Cant

Weapons: Crossbow, Dagger, and Crescent Moon Knife

Favorite Foods: Apples, Cakes, Sweet Apple Tart with a Caramel Drizzle, and Beef Stew with Sourdough

Yngve Omdahl Age: 134 Race: Half-Elf Pronouns: He/Him Gender: Male Height: 5'8" Occupation: Adventurer Class: Bard Voice Actor: Caleb Fietsam

Nobody knows Yngve’s real backstory because he tells everyone something different. He goes with the flow, or he’ll say whatever he needs to in order to get what he wants.

Yngve is a bullshitter. He often tells tall tales about himself at bars and rumors about him spread like wildfire. Whenever a story gets back to him, people have usually added more to it. If questioned about it, he just confirms the new additions are true. He will “yes, and…” anything you throw at him.

While he can hold his own in a fight, he’s not nearly as tough as he paints himself to be. He prefers to talk his way out of situations. His charisma allows him to get away with it… most of the time. He also likes to surround himself with people stronger than him for protection.

Yngve is blind in his right eye. This is due to optic nerve damage after an episode of optic neuritis. The eye functions, it just doesn’t relay information back to his brain. When asked, however, he always tells a different story as to how he lost his eyesight. It takes a long time before he trusts people with the truth about himself and, by then, it’s hard to convince people he is telling the truth.

Lamia and Allie meet him in a bar and he tells them about the underwater city, promising to guide them there for a fee.

He has a debilitating fear of bugs.

Abilities Darkvision: He can see in darkness for at least 60 feet.

Fey Ancestry: He’s less likely to be charmed, and magic can’t put him to sleep.

He is a musician and comedian. His instruments of choice are violin, harp, and lute. He also plays bagpipes and he’ll happily play them to torment people around him. He’s a big fan of terrible jokes, dad puns, and anti-humor.

Languages Spoken: Common, Elvish, and Abyssal

Weapons: Crossbow, Rapier, Shortsword

Favorite Foods: Cheese and Hot Beet Soup with Fresh Bread

Art by @countslimeula

#audio drama #dnd #podcast #dungeons and dragons #audiodrama #audio fiction #audiodramas #dnd podcast #fiction podcast #we're going to kill the queen #dnd art #dnd character #dnd oc #dnd5e #dnd ocs #half elf #bard #rogue #changeling

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simothys · 1 year

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truly i am obsessed with her. LOVE the tail i have an oc that is a borrower in the way of the books and has a lionish tail as well... a very excellent kind of tail to be sure!!!!!

does she have like. commonly-shifted-into forms?? if so what are they??

she sure does!! they all have different names too :)

Kat: they/them! childhood face! they wore this one commonly. probably a half orc, i havent decided

Dove Valor: he/him! blue tiefling. tall with delicate limbs and curly black hair and an elaborate back tattoo that i havent sorted out. he was married to Dmitri Valor, before he had to murder him in self defense.

Roxanne Andromeda: you are here! she/her, a fat feminine and short Khoravar (half-elf) with tan skin and so many freckles and moles that i always forget to add. dark hair and brown eyes.

Felicity “Felix” Diamond: she/her! Black winter eladrin. cold demeanor and a brilliant smile. used for fun, mostly! her go-to if she needs a different face fast

Malachi Rose: she/they! white human w choppy bleached blonde hair and green eyes! used for errands around Sharn where she doesnt want to be recognized as Roxanne

[ID: A digital portrait of OP’s D&D character, Dove Valor. Dove is a blue tiefling as described above. He is adjusting one of his gloves, and wears rumpled formalwear. A clawed scar is over his left eye, and he says, “Wrong answer,” as he smirks. Wedding rings hang on a cord around his neck. End ID]

this was art of a bad-end AU for Roxanne! i love Dove. RIP to him (im joking Roxy doesnt consider that face of hers to be dead).

SORRY THIS GOT LONG LMAO

#dagger chatter #miss roxanne #ask #dove valor #also thats WAY old art #roxanne andromeda

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portaltothevoid · 2 years

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For Whom the Bell Tolls - Chapter Nine - Detroit Rock City

Pairing: Eddie Munson x OFC (Kat Ramsay), sequel to Foolin’

Summary: Hellfire meets for the final time. Eddie and Kat take Chrissy back to his trailer…

Warnings: established relationship, mentions of doing drugs

Word count: 3.7k

Chapter song: Detroit Rock City by Kiss

Tag list: @munchabunch @madaboutmunson @michele131 @riffcrusader @prettyboyeddiemunson @idiot-parade

A/N: double post today! in my opinion, this chapter is far better than the previous one, so please enjoy and know that 10 will be on it’s way soon...

After their meeting with Chrissy, Eddie and Kat made a pit stop at his van to gather the rest of the things he needed for his final campaign. From there, they made their way over to the drama room where Hellfire was held. While Eddie was setting up his spot at the head of the table along with the story map and figurines, Kat went for a vending machine run, grabbing sodas and a few snacks for everyone.

“Are you ready for tonight’s quest, Kat the Magnificent?” Eddie asked her over his steepled hands.

“You bet your ass I am. Dustin got me up to level nine so I am a sorceress now,” she answered with a confident nodd.

Eddie smiled at her. “What a nerd.”

Before Kat could even retort, Gareth and Jeff bursted through the door. A round of greetings occurred before they questioned Kat about her level and her character. All of which she answered with ease as she had everything about that down, as for playing the actual game, she had her notes from Dustin handy.

Eddie had taken his place at the head of the table in his grandiose chair he dubbed his throne. Gareth and Jeff were on Eddie’s right side and Kat stood on his left when the door flew open. In sauntered Mike and Dustin.

“Wheeler. Henderson. You have better not be alone,” warned Eddie as Mike and Dustin sauntered in.

“Would we ever let you down, Eddie?” Mike asked. A young girl wearing an American flag as a cape paraded in behind the two boys.

Eddie’s hands were propped on the table, one over the other. He stared intently at the new addition to Hellfire, scrutinizing the girl in brightly colored and loud patterned clothes. After a moment’s pause, “Absolutely not,” he said.

“You asked for a sub. We delivered,” Dustin said with his hands out.

“This is Hellfire Club. Not babysitting club.” He leaned forward with a sarcastic smile on his face.

“I’m 11, you long-haired freak,” the girl fired back. Kat bit her lip to hide her smirk.

“My, my, the child speaks.” Eddie smiled up to Kat, who let out a chuckle even though it was at the girl’s attitude not at Eddie’s observation. He got up from his seat and asked, “So, what’s your name, child?”

“Erica Sinclair.”

Eddie chuckled. “So this is Sinclair’s infamous sister.”

Erica rolled her eyes and looked back at Dustin and Mike. “He’s sharp,” she said flatly, clearly being sarcastic.

Kat let out a laugh. She liked this girl already. Gareth and Jeff looked at each other and also laughed. Eddie gave everyone a piercing look that instantly brought their faces back to neutral. Even though as soon as Eddie’s head was turned again, Kat kept a smirk on her face.

“What’s your class and level? Level one dwarf?” Eddie taunted. Gareth and Jeff erupted into laughter again.

“My name is Lady Applejack. I’m a chaotic good half-elf rogue, level 14. And I will sneak behind any monster you throw my way and stab them in the back with my poison-soaked kukri,” Erica snapped back. “And I’ll smile as I watch them die a slow, agonizing death. So, we gonna do this, or we gonna keep chit-chatting like this is your mommy’s book club?” she demanded.

Everyone’s eyebrows shot up as she spoke. They all watched in anticipation, unable to predict how Eddie would respond. Mike winced as he waited. With the exception of Kat, who couldn’t wipe the smile off her face as she nodded in approval at how much fire and sass Erica had. She knew Eddie felt the same.

He stared at her for a moment before his face broke into a smile. He held out his hand to Erica and simply responded with, “Welcome to Hellfire.” Skeptically, Erica accepted and shook his hand. “Alright. Everyone, get in your seats. We’re starting this shit,” he said as he twirled his finger in the air to round everyone up.

When Mike and Dustin were beside him, he slapped them both on the back. “Good work, gentlemen. I had faith you two could get your bo-peeps on. Hellfire just might stand the test of time after all.” Mike jumped, startled by the aggressive affection.

“Thank you, thank you,” Dustin said with a triumphant smile.

Kat took her place at the table, still to the left of Eddie’s seat. He leaned in behind her, over her shoulder. “Oh and Kat?” he began, “Don’t try to control the outcome. Let the dice fall where they may.”

Kat shot her gaze towards Eddie. “Now what would be the fun in that?” She rolled her eyes at him. “I can’t believe you’d even thought to say that to me,” she glared at him.

He held his hands up in surrender. “Just wanted to make the rules clear.” He then went on to put the finishing touches around the room as everyone settled in. Erica sat right beside her and began setting up, but not before her, Dustin, and Mike exchanged questioning glances with each other, having overheard Eddie.

“Is she like…?” Mike mouthed to his friends.

Dustin quickly shook his head. “No. No. She can’t be. There’s no way…” He started out sure of his statement, but by the end, his face was filled with skepticism. Erica just questioningly raised her eyebrows, until she heard Kat address her.

“Erica, I’m Kat. Pleasure to meet you,” she said, holding out her hand.

“Mhm. Class and level?” she asked, shaking her hand.

“Chaotic neutral elf sorceress, level 9.”

“Pfft. And he gave me shit thinking I was a low level,” Erica said as she shook her head.

Kat leaned over to Erica, whispering, “Eddie was just testing you. Trust me, he thinks he’s rough around the edges, but he’s the closest thing to a human teddy bear I’ve ever met. You were in the moment you gave him sass, which by the way, I adored every second of.”

Erica couldn’t help but give Kat a small smile. “Thanks,” she quietly chuckled.

“Everyone ready?” Eddie asked the group.

A chorus of ayes sounded throughout the room. He dimmed the lights and slowly took his place once again at the head of the table. The candles that were lit flickered, casting an eerie glow. Behind his dungeon master screen, he looked over the group one last time before he got right into character.

“We last left off hearing voices in the far distance. As you all approached, it was coming from hooded figures… They are in the middle of worship, sending praise to the one with the utmost power.” He paused as everyone was listening intently, on the edge of their seat to find out what exactly this campaign’s epic finale entailed. “The hooded cultists chant ‘Hail Lord Vecna. Hail Lord Vecna,’” he continued. “They turn to you, remove their hoods. You recognize most of them from Makbar. But there is one you do not recognize. His skin is shriveled, dessicated. There’s something else. He is not only missing his left arm,” Eddie began to rise from his chair, placing his left arm behind his back, “but his left eye!” he emphasized as he used his right hand to also cover his own left eye.

Everyone’s reaction to the final boss reveal was priceless, all were clamoring.

“What!” Kat and Erica exclaimed.

“No! No! Shit!” Mike grimaced, rubbing his face.

Dustin threw his pencil down.

“Vecna’s dead!” shouted Jeff.

“He was killed by Kas,” interjected Mike.

“So it was thought, my friends. So it was thought. But Vecna… lives!” Eddie stated as he slammed Vecna’s figure in the center of the map. He then slyly asked, “Do you flee Vecna and his cultists? Or do you stand your ground and fight?” As the group took a brief pause to make their decision, Eddie encouraged them with a “Come on...”

“I say we fight,” Dustin said. “To the death.”

“To the death!” Erica agreed.

Everyone else followed by chanting and rhythmically slamming their hands on the table, “To the death! To the death! To the death!”

Eddie couldn’t have had a bigger smile on his face as he leaned back in his chair. “Well, alright then. Let’s play,” he said as his smile turned devilish.

The dice rolled across the board. When they landed in the group’s favor, they all clapped and cheered. But soon, they began to drop one… by… one.

First Mike was out. In protest he slammed his hands on the table as he shouted “No! No!” Next Jeff was down. Somehow Kat was still hanging on, having just enough power with her spells. At times she did need guidance, but everyone was gracious as they helped her out. Even Erica lent her words of encouragement after being briefed about how Kat even got a spot in the club.

When their rolls were high enough to cast some damage to Vecna, they cheered, but that was quickly short-lived as the next set of dice did not turn out in their favor. Her luck had finally run out.

“Come on!” Dustin yelled, throwing his hands up.

Eddie stood up “Have you had enough?” he challenged.

Dustin also got up to menacingly point at him. This campaign was sadistic, indeed.

Eddie cackled wickedly just before he knocked over Gareth’s figurine, signaling he was also out.

“Time out! Time out!” Gareth cried out as he tapped his hands together in a T shape. Eddie waved the group on as they got up and formed a huddle.

“Guys, I hate to say this, but we have got to flee,” Gareth said regretfully.

“I concur,” Jeff agreed.

“Didn’t we all just agree ‘to the death’?” Erica asked.

“That wasn’t literal!” Gareth spoke through gritted teeth.

“I thought you guys were ready to fight this asshole!” Kat added.

“Vecna just decimated us. We can’t kill him with just two players!” Jeff countered.

“You too?” Dustin asked, appalled. “He has 15 hit points left. Don’t be pussies.”

“Pussies? Really? Because we’re not delusional?” Gareth spat.

“Delusional? How about not cowards?” Erica shot back.

“Hey!” Eddie yelled from across the room. “If I may interject, ladies and gentlemen. Whilst I respect the passion, you’d be wise to take Gareth the Great’s concern to heart. There is no shame in running. Don’t try to be heroes. Not today, ‘kay?”

Dustin squinted his eyes at the dungeon master and held up a finger. “One sec.” The group returned to their huddle.

“What do you think, Mike?” Dustin asked him.

“How many hit points do you and Applejack have left?”

“Twelve,” Dustin and Erica said in unison.

“It’s risky as hell,” Mike noted. Dustin nodded in agreement. “But you’re the ones on the battlefield,” Mike continued. “So it’s your call.”

“What do you say, Lady Applejack?” Dustin asked.

“You really gotta ask?” she replied.

Briefly, Dustin pondered his choices. Then he quickly shook his head. “Screw it.” The huddle broke and he turned to face Eddie. “Let’s kill the son of a bitch.”

“The chances of success are 20-to-1,” said Jeff wearily.

Again, Dustin held up one finger. “Never tell me the odds. Give me the d20.”

With an impish smile, Eddie tossed him the die, which Dustin caught effortlessly. He took a deep breath before cupping it in his hands to give it a shake. It was now or never. He let it roll onto the playing board. The anticipation made time feel almost painful. They watched as it bounced and slowly… rolled… to… reveal… the… number…

Eleven.

“That’s… a… MISS!” Eddie yelled, shaking his head.

No’s rang out behind Dustin as he cried, “Shit! Shit!” He hit an empty can of Mountain Dew, sending it flying.

As Erica retrieved the d20, Eddie gave Kat a stern look, which Dustin saw. Kat stepped back and held her hands up, pushing them away from her in surrender. Dustin went to furrowed his brows, but was quickly distracted as Erica had the die in her hands. She clasped it. She shook it not once, not twice, not even thrice.

“Come on!” Dustin yelled.

“Please! Please!” cried Gareth.

“I can’t even watch,” Kat said, covering her eyes, but moved her index finger over so she could peak.

She shook it eleven times in her hands before letting it go. Everyone watched as it rolled, eyes giant with apprehension, mouths agape.

“Please!” Gareth repeatedly begged.

“Come on!” Dustin yelled again.

Until… finally… it stopped.

Eddie leaned forward while the group watched on with baited breath as they also peered at the die.

Somehow, some way, it had landed on twenty.

“Crit hit!” Erica cheered.

“Yeah!” Everyone shouted, clapped, and jumped up and down. The odds were stacked against them, but the odds were never zero.

“What!? What?!” Eddie exclaimed as he brought his hands to his chest and turned left and right, also in shock that they were able to pull it off. He clapped his hands once and leaned forward with the biggest smile on his face. “That’s why we play! That’s why we play!”

Erica turned to him victoriously with her hands on her hips. Eddie put his hands out to her and bowed. The group had beat his campaign, sure, but it was all thanks to her.

Slowly, the initial celebration, the hooping and hollering, died down as everyone gathered their things to head home. The high from the win was going strong. As everyone but Kat and Eddie headed out, their boisterousness could be heard from down the hall. Eddie’s smile never left his face.

“That was seriously the most fun I have had in so, so long,” Kat commented.

“I told you, it’s a fun fucking game.”

“Okay, okay, fine! You were right! I’m so glad, though, that this was the game I played.”

“You know what this means right?”

“What?”

Eddie zipped up his bag, having finished putting away the last of his things. He walked right up to Kat, leaned into her, and spoke into her ear. “You are officially a nerd.” She smiled as she rolled her eyes and teasingly pushed his chest.

Her smile was all of a sudden wiped from her face as a piercing pain shot through her head. Wincing, she immediately dropped to her knees, followed by Eddie with his arms outstretched to grab ahold of her. When the pain lessened, she looked up at him, eyes alight with worry.

“I know, I know. Come on, let’s get out of here,” he said soothingly.

“No, Eddie. This was different. I saw… I’m not sure what I saw. But it was like this red glowing… portal? I– We have to get to Chrissy.” Kat bottled upright and hurried to the van with Eddie right beside her.

“Did you see something’s gonna happen to her?”

“No, but… I wish I could explain. All I know is something doesn’t feel right.” Kat sighed, frustrated with having an exponential amount of questions than answers to anything.

When they arrived at the van, everyone had mostly cleared out with the championship game having ended around the same time that Hellfire did. Eddie had picked Kat up this morning, so she hopped into the van.

“Can you start the van, please?” Kat asked.

Eddie nodded. He knew she needed the radio on, so he turned it up. She breathed out a sigh of relief as Motörhead filled the van’s interior. He glanced in the side view mirror and saw Chrissy poking her head out to check if the coast was clear. She then quickly trotted across the parking lot. “I see her,” he whispered. Kat slid herself over til her side was flush with his, but that last for a brief second as Eddie got out to open the door for Chrissy.

“Your chariot of rust awaits,” he said with a bow. Chrissy giggled.

“Always one for theatrics,” Kat said with a smile.

Once Eddie was back in the driver’s seat, Kat moved herself right against him. She shut her eyes tightly as her stomach felt like it was doing flips now that Chrissy was next to her. To distract herself, she focused on Eddie’s words and the hum of guitars in the background. Slowly, her nausea subsided.

“So, how was the cheer thing?” Eddie asked.

“It was great! We won!”

“All thanks to you, I’m sure,” Eddie said, flashing her a galant smile.

“No, actually it was Lucas… um… Sinclair that scored the winning point.”

“Huh, I’ll be damned. At least missing Hellfire was worth it for him,” Eddie said, slightly gritting his teeth and pouting as his grip tightened on the steering wheel.

Chrissy looked concerned at Eddie’s sudden change in mood.

“Lucas missed the final Hellfire meeting for the championship game, so Eddie’s a little bitter about it. Don’t mind him.” Kat informed Chrissy as she leaned into her as he took a corner fast. “Also, don’t mind his driving,” she laughed.

“My driving is just fine!” he defended with a laugh.

“Yeah for a maniac!” Kat shot back.

“You’ve never complained before.”

“Because I’m from LA, I’m used to this. Poor Chrissy probably has her life flashing before her eyes.”

“I’m fine, really. As long as we don’t crash,” Chrissy giggled nervously as the music quieted while the song changed.

Within the first couple of notes of “Iron Fist” by Motörhead, Eddie and Kat both reached to turn it up. Kat conceded first, laughing to herself as Eddie turned up the volume. They were close to his home anyway. He tapped his fingers against the steering wheel to the beat, while Kat was head banging. “Black night, nothing to see. Invisible hand in front of me. Scared to death someone’s near. Scared to move, but you can’t stay here,” they both sang along, giving Chrissy a mini performance. She just watched, clearly amused by both of them and also moving her head to the fast beat.

After the first chorus, Kat reached to turn it down a few notches. “You’ll be my new best friend if you know who that song is by,” Kat said to Chrissy.

“I’m sorry, I have no idea.”

“Oh, Chrissy, we have so much to teach you,” Eddie said.

“Hang on now, we can’t force her to be a full fledged freak. Do you like the song?”

“Um, yeah, actually. It’s loud and angry? And I get angry a lot, but I always have to hide it.”

Kat put her hand over her heart and sighed. “She gets it. You get it! Yes! So this is ‘Iron Fist’ by an English band named Motörhead.”

“Oh! Is that what the patch on your chest is for, Eddie?”

He glanced over at her with a twinkle of pride in his eye. “That is exactly what that patch is.”

“Alright, I’m turning this shit back up! Now, one way to enjoy metal or rock ‘n’ roll music is to headbang. Just follow my lead!” Eddie shook his head back and forth so he was still able to see the road, while Kat went all out.

“Okay, I really should see you guys at The Hideout!” Chrissy said as she just let herself go after watching Kat for a handful of seconds. Her smile was plastered on her face as she laughed and just had more fun than she had in months.

Soon enough, Eddie slammed the van into park outside of his trailer. He cut the engine and blaring music ceased. He stepped out of the van, Kat followed behind him, and Chrissy gently hopped out.

“This is, uh, my castle,” he said as he slammed his door shut. With a few long strides, he got to the door and opened it, ushering Chrissy in first with Kat right behind her.

“Sorry for the mess,” Eddie smiled apologetically to Chrissy as he picked up trash he had neglected to throw away. “Uh, maid took the week off.”

“Jesus, Eddie. I’ve only been at my aunts for two nights!” Kat scolded as she went into the kitchen to clean it up and rummage for some snacks.

Chrissy was too distracted by the Munson’s collection of mugs and hats to notice. “You, um… You live here alone?”

“With my uncle. But, uh, he works nights at the plant. Bringing home the big bucks,” he said as he was searching in various places for the reason they had invited her over.

“How long does it take?” Chrissy asked quickly, her nerves clearly getting the best of her.

“Sorry?”

“The Special K. How long to kick in?”

“Oh, uh, well, it depends if you snort it or not,” he said, still searching through a drawer. “Uh, if you do, then, uh, yeah. It’ll kick in pretty quick. Oh, shit,” he muttered.

“You forgot where you hid it, didn’t you?” Kat asked absentmindedly.

“You sure you have it?” Chrissy asked.

“No, no, I got it. Um, somewhere.”

“Check your room. It was left over from last week’s party drop,” Kat suggested.

“Uh… right…” he said as he turned and trotted down the hall to his room. The girls heard him strum his guitar as he greeted it.

Kat shook her head. “If there’s anything he loves more than me, it’s that guitar of his, I swear.” She glanced over at Chrissy who was standing in the middle of the living room, nervously lacing her fingers together. The poor girl couldn’t stay still as she also kept shifting her weight from one foot to the other. “Hey, he’ll find it. Just takes him a while to retrace his steps.”

Chrissy nodded. “Does it… does it hurt to snort it?”

“It’s weird at first. I won’t lie, it’s a little uncomfortable, but you get used to it. It really does kick in faster that way, so you forget about it quick.” Kat gave her a reassuring smile, which Chrissy could barely return. She spun around and opened the fridge. “You want anything to drink? There’s, uh… Well, there’s not much. Looks like there’s milk. Gross. Some questionable orange juice… But of course there’s plenty of beer!”

Before Chrissy could even answer, she heard the clock that had been haunting her chime. Kat instantly stopped looking in the fridge, closed it, and froze. “Do you hear it too?” she asked Kat.

“Yeah… I do…” Kat said as she reached for the back of her neck to feel the goosebumps that caused her hair to stand on end.

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Fight or Flight Symphonia Side - Eight Fragment

Next one, I'm practically making Ozette a big deal because it's about Presea and Genis cares too much about her. One of my missions here is to make his feelings more... genuine? Something like that. It's not that they would end up together, no, since Presea's whole demeanor makes it clear she sees Genis as a kid.

However, I do want to make Genis actually liking Presea a strong point, and that their subsequent friendship develops in later parts when they can actually get to know each other.

Of course, no Raine means Regal is the only adult in the group right now (I refuse to consider Zelos one until much later and Sheena barely qualifies), so, I feel he would try to pitch in a little more since these kids are way over their heads with a lot of things. Of course, it doesn't mean some have to like it.

I struggled so much with the group discussion at first, but Kat helped me find the way to make it work, and I think the final result was pretty decent.

This fragment appears right after the seventh on Ch 30! Ozette sadness with Presea!

Word count: 2009

Presea's wellbeing

Ozette was on top of a big old tree. From what Sheena could tell them, people who didn’t like the busy life of the cities and academies went there to live quietly and without any care for what happened outside of the forest. It reminded Genis of how much Iselia was isolated from the rest of Sylvarant; perfect to protect a Chosen for sixteen years if the Human Ranch wasn’t right beside it. The hike was tough, though not as much as when they first visited Hima. Guess all the running from the Desians, Papal Knights, and angels paid off.

When they arrived at the entrance and came into view of some of the villagers, Genis immediately sensed the hostility. The second they laid eyes on him, they glared, not that he wasn’t used to that. Presea left them without a word. Genis called for everyone to follow. As they did, more stares fell onto them. Whispers started to fly around but Genis paid no attention, he just ran trying to not lose sight of Presea. He followed her down another giant trunk.

A house stood at the bottom of the tree, looking like it had seen better days. The wood was old and falling apart, vines were growing around it, the windows’ glass was broken and scattered everywhere. There was no way anyone was living there. Yet Presea approached it calmly. In the porch, a man with purple hair stood in wait, a grin in his face.

Genis recognized him. The weird man from Meltokio. What was he doing here?

That’s when a familiar feeling hit him. He’s a half-elf! But it can’t be, I didn’t feel anything in Meltokio. Had he been too tense back then to pay attention? Or maybe the man had a way to hide it. His pristine robes and golden accessories showed status, so having the means wouldn’t be impossible.

Both Presea and the man turned to the party.

“Presea! We have to make a Key Crest for you!” Genis said.

Presea shook her head. “My job awaits. Goodbye,” and entered the house without looking back.

Inside Presea’s house was just as unkempt as the area outside. Furniture strewn around and broken, giant cobwebs in the corners, more glass on the floor, everything covered with dust. The only thing that showed use were the tools Presea had gathered in the table. The party walked further to the back where there was a room with beds. One of them had a lump covered by sheets that looked like they hadn’t been washed in years.

An awful smell filled the house, expected due to lack of cleaning, but it was more noticeable in that room. He noticed Lloyd step back when he entered the room. Then, Genis covered his mouth and gagged.

“That smell,” Lloyd gasped.

The party saw Presea running from the occupied bed to a cabinet that had lots of small items, mostly bottles, on the top. Sheena approached the cabinet but refrained from touching anything because Presea’s eyes were on her.

“Medicines. They’re empty though,” Sheena turned to the bed.

Dread filled Genis. The lump wasn’t moving at all, not even a hint of breathing. Didn’t Presea notice? He approached the bed. Inside it…

Genis screamed.

Someone dragged him away as fast as they could. He hadn’t noticed falling on the floor. How could he? The sight was too ghastly, Genis was bewildered he didn’t faint there. Still, his terror hadn’t done anything to alert Presea, she just kept watching the cabinet. Everyone’s looks ranged from disgust to pity.

Genis clutched his fists. Cruxis is unforgivable. He really wanted to run outside to escape the smell and that view, yet his worry for Presea kept him rooted to the spot.

In the middle of all the horror, Genis didn’t notice who dragged him away. He turned and saw Colette, whose hands were hovering over his shoulders. When he looked closer, her arms were trembling, and her eyes were holding back tears. How has Colette been feeling this whole time? She was indirectly the closest to this situation, having been a victim too, and Genis couldn’t imagine the powerlessness that filled her after seeing this. He nudged at her, but Colette didn’t notice as she was lost in her thoughts.

“How could this happen?” Sheena said.

“It’s probably the exsphere…” Zelos replied while covering his nose. The smell was starting to become unbearable for everyone. “And there’s a chance she has no idea what happened here.”

Regal approached the cabinet. “Presea, are you not coming with us?”

“I must do my job,” Presea turned and answered automatically.

Regal’s shoulders slumped and let out a short breath. “We should leave her here,” he said dryly.

Genis frowned. How could this guy start making decisions for them when he had barely joined? Unlike everyone else, Genis still wasn’t cozy with having a former enemy —Sheena would always be an exception to him after everything they went through— join like nothing happened.

And he wasn’t the only one, apparently. Colette and Lloyd looked at Regal in shock. Genis got up from the floor and glared.

“Are you serious? Here?!” Lloyd yelled.

“There’s no way we’re doing that!” Genis joined.

“Regal, we can’t do that,” Colette finished.

The three had their own reasons to speak up. Genis’ was he couldn’t leave Presea alone in such a place. When had he become so stubborn? That was Lloyd’s job.

“What if something happens to her?!”

“We can’t take her against her will,” Regal said calmly.

“Leaving her alone would be much worse. You saw how people looked at her when we entered this place.”

“I doubt anyone will try anything if they’ve seen her use that axe.”

“But what about that guy who just left?” Lloyd raised his concern. “He could have someone come and take Presea prisoner while we’re gone.”

“He could be with the Church of Martel, too,” Colette said. “Presea is strong but she’s vulnerable to orders from them.”

“Guys,” Sheena interrupted. Everyone turned to her. “I get it, I’m worried too, but… it would be faster if we go to Altessa’s place and get the Key Crest repaired.”

“Sheena!” Genis yelled. “Are you really going to listen to him?”

“Genis, it’s not-”

“It’s not that, brat,” Zelos spoke for Sheena. Genis directed his glare at him. “Remember what Kate said, she’s just like sweet Colette was. Unlike her though, we don’t know how longer Presea can afford to stay that way. It’s better we leave right now.”

Lloyd grimaced. “Yeah, but…”

“The church has a need for her. They won’t harm her,” Regal added.

Genis’ frown grew deeper. He didn’t like Regal. The interest he showed about Presea’s wellbeing didn’t help either. Genis wanted to help her too.

If Raine was here, she would probably declare this whole argument pointless when they all wanted the same thing and call Genis out for being so petty.

“I know but maybe it’s better she comes with us,” Colette said.

His sister wasn’t here though.

“Colette is right! We can’t leave her anyway!” Genis argued.

“It’ll be much faster to take her to Altessa’s house rather than-” Lloyd started but got interrupted.

“Okay, that’s it!” Sheena raised her voice, her eyebrows and eyes in a scowl. Genis got startled; Sheena rarely directed anger at anyone that wasn’t Zelos. “Did you guys forget in what state Presea is? If we try to move her now, she’ll retaliate.”

“But-” Lloyd, Genis and Colette spoke at the same time, yet the three got shut down immediately.

“No. Yuan told us that day what will happen. If we do anything she considers a danger to herself, she’ll attack. Are you prepared to fight Presea head-on if that happens?”

Genis’ face paled. He was pretty sure Lloyd and Colette had similar reactions.

"Wait, you mean like when Colette almost sent me flying down the stairs in Meltokio?” Zelos’ eyes widened in slight terror. “No way, I don't want my beautiful face to get hurt!"

“Shut up, idiot Chosen!” Sheena breathed deeply. “The point is you kids need to calm down. I know you want to help but fighting like this is not the way to get what you want.”

“Sheena, that’s not it…” Lloyd spoke weakly.

“Stop it. Regal is right. We’re leaving Presea here because I refuse to put any of you in danger over misguided feelings.”

Colette grimaced. “It’s just… I feel so sorry for her. This is unfair.”

Sheena sighed, putting a hand on her shoulder.

“Colette, this isn’t your fault.”

Colette nodded with a smile, though her downturned eyes said a different story, and left the house. Lloyd went after her.

The tension got cut after that. Genis’ nose was irritated and his head throbbing. He understood Sheena’s feelings but… Genis didn’t know when to stop sometimes. There was a last thing he could try, even though it made him sick to his stomach to do it.

“That man we met is a half-elf.”

Revealing the man’s secret without asking was wrong. Genis would have never dreamed of exposing another fellow half-elf like this. He still had to try though, Presea wasn’t safe here no matter what everyone else said.

Despite those feelings, something about the man rubbed Genis the wrong way and it was best to let the rest know anyway. With the significant influence Cruxis had in both worlds, he couldn’t cross out the possibility the man had ties with them.

Sheena didn’t look taken aback by this information like the others. “That could explain some things. He smelled of blood. If he’s got some ulterior motive with Presea, we should hurry.”

Nothing, huh? Guess I won’t convince them.

This wasn’t right. A rift was starting to appear in the party, and Genis didn’t understand why. Even with all the disagreements they’ve had in Sylvarant, it never felt this hollow. Not even Sheena joining them after Raine healed her in Luin per Colette’s pleas or their discovery of the exspheres’ creation had made any of them fight like this.

At least with Raine and Kratos there had been a strange sense of union between all five of them. Here, without his sister or the mercenary —Genis should drill in his head Kratos almost killed them and no amount of help after the fact would change that—, that union was still missing. Worst of all, Sheena was forced to assume a role that clearly wasn’t for her. If at least Raine was here, Genis was sure she would keep them all, especially the kids, in line and none of this would have happened.

Zelos sighed and left, his nose red from pinching it close due to the smell. Sheena looked between Genis and Regal, something clearly bothering her, but shook her head.

“Let’s go,” Sheena turned and left.

Genis checked on Presea. Even through all the arguing, she never moved from her place in front of the cabinet nor stared. Her mind was somewhere else, the presence of the party that had brought her back home became unnecessary to recognize. Genis wondered if their helping Presea was the right choice. When she was freed from the prison her heart was in, how would she react? If Zelos’ assumption was right… I still want to help Presea. They all wanted to, so why couldn’t they agree on what was the obvious choice?

Genis swore he would make up to her for all the trouble she went through for them, that hadn’t changed. That’s why, when Presea was able to feel and speak with emotion, when she saw what became of her house and village, he would make sure to be there for her, not as a protector, but as a friend.

“Genis.”

Regal was about to leave but called for him. Genis didn’t reply, instead approached Presea. “We’ll be back soon, don’t worry.” He then turned towards the exit, never giving Regal a look.

“About what happened-”

“Who went and put you in charge?”

Genis ran outside.

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