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if-the-crown-fits-translate-it · 3 years

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Duchy Conversation 8

[The following transcript details the conversation is between one of the Crown ARG Discord members and Duke on Twitter]

Donti: “Its always a roll of the dice as to who I will talk to! Who is it today, I wonder? :Dc, Hello!”

Duke: “Hello there, Donti. I do hope I haven't kept you too long. It is the Duke, little lamb.”

Donti: “Hi Duke!!! Sorry I kept you waiting, didn't notice you had messaged me ^^'

How have you been ?”

Duke: “Apologies are in order for myself as well it seems, the little bird did not notify me you responded!

I have been doing as well as I can be. My sister is hurt and it is the fault of a cretin, it is not something I am in joy over.”

Donti: “Oh, I heard about that, I'm so sorry :(. I hope it didn't change your views on the family, I'm sure they regret it

((we are simply the best at responding))”

Duke: “Oh indeed we are truly the most wonderful at responses! It does my heart well to see such our skill. In a more serious tone though, I will say that it did in fact impact my view of the family. How could it not?

Donti: “That's fair, I was just being overly hopeful :/ How are you feeling? About it I mean.?”

Duke: “I feel disgusted.

These people are animals, brutes. There are few in this family who can even have the honour of being called kind - Prince, Baron and Jester are the only ones suitable for humanity. Countess perhaps as well, although I am unsure.”

Donti: “Those are strong sentiments Duke, even if they are justified... Have you talked to Crown about it? He cares about your well-being, after all.”

Duke: “I will not speak to Crown on this matter. I do not think his constitution can handle the reveal of my inner feelings. What will he suggest, that I simply apologize? That I forgive and forget? No. I will not.”

Donti: “What are you going to do then? Hold a grudge? I have learnt the hard way that people don't enjoy those.

When you hold a grudge. People will make you let go of it.”

Duke: “No one will make me do anything.”

Donti: “That's a good thing.”

Duke: “I will rise with the sun and set with the moon. I will traverse oceans and watch mountains crumble. I will live and laugh and love but in my heart, I will gaze upon these beast's faces and know that I will howl with joy at their demise.

They hurt my sister, Donti.

They hurt her.”

Donti: “Yea... Did you talk to her about it?”

Duke: “I have. She is doing much better now, but the fact still remains sight will never return to one of her eyes. Her face is forever scarred because she had the audacity to care about me. They have lied to us, kept information from us, mocked and jeered...... And now this.

If you cannot see my reasons for a "grudge" as you call it so then I am afraid I do not understand your way of thinking, little lamb.”

Donti: “Oh I see your reason for a grudge. Don't worry. I would do the same. But are you planning on,,, acting on this? I wouldn't advise it, but if you are, don't be rash.”

Duke: “I have no plans as of now. My current goal is to ensure my sisters' safety and comfort as she adjusts to her current prediciment.

Of course, if King or Baroness notice a few missing items they adore then it is not the fault of I, but a wonderful coincidence”

Donti: “If by chance it were to happen, it would be well deserved. Although, I would suggest that the plants be left alone... I would feel bad if a living thing were to die for a grudge against another.”

Duke: “I do not view plants the way you do but it is understandable, I suppose. I'm sure whatever hooligan is committing such crimes will know.

May I ask you something Donti?”

Donti: “Of course you may ^^”

Duke: “Do the strong not devour the weak?”

Donti: “... They do. I have learnt that many times over.”

Duke: “Then if that is how the world goes, is it so terrible to be one of the strong? One of the victors that taste the honey-sweet sense of delight?”

Donti: “But to be one of the strong. Certain things must be sacrificed. Pity. Kindness. Empathy. To taste victory, one must pay the price”

Duke: “And if the price has been paid, who would we be to deny the gift thats been given?”

Donti: “And if your fellow lions defend the mice?”

Duke: “Then the lion must bring itself to slaughter.

Do not fear though, this is much more of a.. Personal issue then one that deals with your flock, little lamb. I hold no ill will towards any of you”

Donti: “It looks like you've already paid the price of victory... Not that I blame you. I would be a hypocrite to say otherwise. But sometimes the lion who cares for the mouse will call upon the mice and see that it is answered.

Is it worth losing the trust of many.. Even all?”

Duke: “Then how does the lion prevent the mice from coming for the mouse?

What I crave, what I've decided, hurts no one physically. Those who may grieve for a moment will move on with time, and if not? Then they can weep, for I have conquered.”

Donti: “Well said. Although. One must remember why he chooses to conquer. Or he may lose sight of his goal”

Duke: “I want to live, Donti. Is that so bad? So selfish? To have a life that is my own?”

Donti: “No. It isn't selfish. But you have to remember that you share your life with others. Or you'll find yourself losing everyone.”

Duke: “Of course, of course. One would be foolish to forget that, after all people enrich our lives. Without my sister life would be horrid, a misery existence filled with only shades of grey.”

Donti: “Losing a sibling is terrible, I hope it never happens to you.”

Duke: “Do you have experience?”

Donti: “My sibling and I simply drifted away... We were close, once. Sometimes they visit me, and I them... But. It's just not the same. We have chosen different paths

Nothing that you could help...”

Duke: “How terrible, little lamb. I mourn for your loss. Perhaps the Crown could help fix that - but I must say I do prefer you as you, dear one.”

Donti: “Yea.. Maybe. But I enjoy being myself. My other self has never awoken... Not that I try to contact them.”

Duke: “You are you. There is no one else, and if there is? Pay them no mind. You are yourself. Do not contact them. Do not engage. Only you exist, only you must be in mind.

You are you.”

Donti: “Oh, alright.. Why are you against it? Aren't you sharing another's mind?.. Although. Your counterpart is asleep..”

Duke: “Do not speak of him

Do not.”

Donti: “Alright! I wouldn't want to make you uncomfortable ^^”

Duke: “There is no one else in this body but I. There is no one else here but I. And if there was? He does not matter. He is weak and I am strong. I have won, but that is redundant because. There. Is. No. One. Else. Here.

I am myself, Donti. All of it.”

Donti: “Of course. I'm sorry for bringing it up”

Duke: “Good. Thank you for apologizing, little lamb. What you said was quite rude.

It is alright though! Do not fret. I forgive you, it was just a simple mistake after all. Do not fret.”

Donti: “Yes, thank you for forgiving me, i think i forgot my manners ^^""

By the way, have you ever played video games?”

Duke: “You did, little lamb. You did indeed. I am forgiving however, and you are young. Do not worry, such transgressions are already forgotten. We are friends after all, and it would be cruel of me to hold it against you so.

On the topic change, what is a video game?”

Donti: “Oh! it's a type of digital entertainment? There are many different kinds of them!

Us lambs enjoy them, and there are a lot of multiplayer games that I think you would enjoy”

Duke: “Fascinating, what exactly do you think might be suited towards my taste? I find myself intrigued.”

Donti: “Hm... You seem like someone who would enjoy RPGs? Roleplayers games! There are also online competitive games you might enjoy...

Before we... Drifted. My sibling and I would play cooperation games! Two people would share a keyboard and work towards a common goal. I would suggest you look into a few”

Duke: “Those do not sound so bad. Perhaps it is time I look more into these things instead of letting new experiences pass me.

I am sorry about your sibling. I truly am. Perhaps have them be dreadfully injured so you must nurse them back to health? A bond will grow out of the feeling of debt if nothing else.”

Donti: “Ah. My sibling is very. Independent.. Even if they were to be injured, they would deal with it on their own. If I were to help them, they would go. I love them, but they don't need me anymore. I’ve accepted that..”

Duke: “Oh dear, you poor thing. It must be horrible, to be all alone. I knew how that felt once. With so little support, barely anyone to depend on..... I think the worst part of it all is the quiet, no? The lonesome silence that settles into your skull.

You need not fret, while I am sorry about your sibling you do have my sister and I. We would never do such a cruel thing to you.”

Donti: “Thank you Duke.. That is very kind ^^ It hurts to think that you have been here too. I'm glad you're happy now!”

Duke: “Thank you. I am glad to be in such a place now, after that dark time. One day you will be here too.”

Donti: “That's a possibility I hope comes true!”

Duke: “It will”

Donti: “Unfortunately, it's getting late :( I must regretfully take my leave

Until next time!”

Duke: “Until next time, little lamb. I hope you rest well.”

#on:twitter #by:duchy #by:duke #if the crown fits

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readbythestarlight · 5 years

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c2e62

Oh my god he’s starting the ad off actually talking about D&D Beyond??

"I have between 2-4 minutes every night to do whatever I want" a terrifying concept

Oh Sam. We made it 2 whole minutes without talking about genitals smh.

I’m so excited about them making a home here

I hope they post a picture with everyone’s rooms mapped out later

Caleb just using his cat’s paw to help Cad plant his garden

They’re all so cute and excited about the house (except maybe Fjord)

Wait he’s gonna grow his magic giant tree atop the tower???

Okay I love it, Cad and his giant tree atop his tower

Well now everyone knows where the weird heroes of the dynasty are living

Cad’s gonna just grow so much

Everyone else is decorating and Fjord’s worried about putting security shutters on the windows

He’s the only one not having fun with this, poor guy

AWWWW JESTER THAT’S SO SWEET

painting Yasha a pretty mural of flowers I cry

I’m having FEELINGS this is so SWEET

Caleb installing his own alarm system

Cad: "what this—" *leaves, buys copper* "there we go, chimes." :D

Ouch. That’s a 450 worth of gold, 250 if he has to do more than once

200g to keep his garden alive and sunshiny. Worth it.

Cad’s gonna make little fairy lights!

The neighbors are jealous of Cad’s fairy garden

AYYYYE finally working on the teleportation circle

Which.... makes me nervous because Yusah could easily trap them/hand them over to the Empire

LB, about the tree: "will it be like that all the time?"

F: "I think that’s how trees work, yeah."

—

L: with a Nat1 "I’m gonna go ask Fjord"

T: Nat20

Oh wait did he say Dark Tow?

"I’m fine" Fjord you’re a fucking LIAR

!!!!! Caleb put together the Alchemical lab for Yeza!!!!

Oh my god all I want now is Yeza and Luke and Veth living in a house with the M9 and they

Oh no

The letter

Fuck

Forgot about the letter

Oh no

I don’t think they said anything about money and inheritance did they?? And they mentioned Caleb’s name didn’t they?? Fuck I can’t remember what they said

OH HOLY SHIT IT��S FROM CALIANA

Gotta go back soon

Oh shit it’s from Solstrice fuck

Oh god they put their names

SOMEONE FIND ME THE CLIP FROM THAT LETTER

Yes god plz message mom and make sure she’s okay and warn her about anyone named Astrid or Ikathon

FUCK god what will this do to Jester and Caleb if they’re watching her or if they take her

These people have already hurt Nott’s family and now they could hurt Jester’s too and Caleb’s gonna feel so bad

N: "I just wanted you to have a friend."

C: "I have friends."

N: "Well you didn’t then."

IM HAVING FEELINGS AND IM SCARED

Caleb’s real jittery now

Mmmm given that you haven’t confirmed no bugs we shouldn’t be talking about Dairon maybe

While Caleb and Nott or Caleb and Beau are having serious conversations, the clerics are planning to build a spa xD

Boy I can’t wait for Caleb to corner Fjord I hope he gets something out of him

Caleb just whips that medallion out any time, like he has that thing ready

THAT’S SO MUCH GOLD WTF

Ohhhh I physically hurt

1000g that they could lose

I hope they call the house the Treehouse from now on

Ayyyy Essik!

B: "do you want to stay for dinner?"

Me: do you want to stay forever?

Ohhhh I didn’t catch that they took their surenames from the dens

"Show me"

Oh gosh

Caleb honey the cat? Really?

C: "My people are perverting your magic. I wish to understand better, so that I can better help."

E: "Are you busy right now" WHAT

E: "May I?"

B: "I invited you twice but yeah yeah enter."

They’re HOSTING

This feels like a trap

Like that’s as too easy right?? He only rolled a 12

"Let me teach you a few things"

OH MY GOD

WHAT

UP TO 3 SPELL LEVELS OF DUNEMANTIC MAGIC?!??

WHAT

FUCKING

WHAT

It’s a trap right it’s gotta be a trap

"Bending of fate, destiny" the whole table freaks out

Fucking

This is gonna be a trick it’s gotta be a trick

Frick guys I’m so in love with Essik

B: "Caduceus calls it a ‘White Xhorhassian’—"

E: "...Mildly racist, but..."

God I hope that wasn’t some sort of trick or trap for Caleb

Fjord and Caleb talk now oh boy

OHHH SHIT WAY TO LEAD IN CALEB

Why you lyin’ Fjord why you always lyin’?

Caleb’s trying to... help?

Boy remember when I felt like Fjord and Caleb were gonna be the bro’s

"What do you think, we’re gonna chase you out of here, run you off?"

YES THAT’S EXACTLY WHAT HE THINKS

"I found myself reinvented when I woke up on that shore"

"I didn’t care for that life, didn’t care for me. I prefer to leave it in the past. It’s not that I’m hiding anything from you, I... I don’t wanna bring things from my old life into this one. I can sound like many people, do many things."

God why do so many people in this group have pasts they need to hide from???

They’re both so scared the past is gonna swallow them up, hurt them and the people around them

C: "Because I worry about you all. And maybe I just want to know that you... are not worried about that as well."

F: "There is nothing that nips at my heels or at my back that is a danger to anyone else in this group." BUT IT’S A DANGER TO YOU FJORD AND THAT WILL MATTER TO THEM.

This talk is hurting me

C: "We can remake ourselves into something better."

F: "Yeah, I... that’s what I thought I was doin’. I can promise there is no danger from my past. I like this me, I love it."

God I’m so sorry that I ever suspected Fjord because I feel like a heel now

Caleb, trust him and don’t push. He’ll come to you when he’s ready.

C: "The only reason the group knows about me is because I am... Crazy"

F: "I don’t think you’re crazy, you’re one of the more out together people I know. At least that’s what you show. Thank you for... I want to say caring."

C: "That is accurate. Give me your hand. I am not a good person, but we are friends."

Also who else is crying because Caleb called them family

Also "give me your hand" slayed me I’m such trash for casual touches especially in a non-romantic sense

Perception check why

Back to the sword good good good

I thought for sure he was gonna say her hair was gonna start falling out

J: "By the second day it’s starting to turn greasy."

C: "My how the tables have turned."

Poor Sprinkle :(

Making a weasel nest in the tree

POOR SPRINKLE

"The big bad has been revealed" xD

"You throw some rats in there—" Taliein is dying of laughter

Sprinkle is going to run away

Guys Bryce is a town guard they don’t have time to just personally escort Luke and his guardian

They definitely need to get back to Luke, but it’s going to be hard to do at this point

Mmm Caleb wanting to ask Essik to get them to Alfield

Call me crazy, I wonder if they could ask the Gentleman for help

Or like, Cali or Keg or one of their friends

LIKE SHAKASTE

THAT’S RIGHT good thinking Nott! He’s not in Alfield probably I imagine, since y’all last saw him up near Shady Creek Run, but he would def help I’m positive and then he could guest star again

I feel like robbing a shop is probably not the best idea right now? Like even if they have a good reason I don’t think it’s the best plan

F: "Moro I don’t know how to say this but I... need you."

Oh my god FJORD xD

The glow is gonna be something stupid and pointless

The glow is something alive?? Someone invisible?

Hmmm interesting

"Oh my god it’s a front"

Of course they found drugs

Oh dang ground white stone. 1000g enchanting??

Okay so can they use it to help pay for Yasha’s thing?

Okay why does she have enchanting dust

In a place where an Empire spy is supposed to go

Ohhhhh they got a map!! New map new map!

Gonna lie I don’t like the idea of M.T. House. It’s nice to remember Molly but... idk

AYYYY GETTING IN TOUCH WITH SHAKASTE

We had so better get Shakaste back on the show!!

Please please please bring Khary back!

Oh dang yes the scrying worked!

Oh boy

"My liege"

If they choose to tell the Dynasty about this they’ll 100% be traitors, once and for all

Which like... I’m okay with. I don’t have any preference for the Empire and I like things about the Dynasty.

Scourgers...

Royal assassins

"My liege" is the King isn’t it

I really think they need to tell the Bright Queen

B: "Were they training you to be a scourger?"

C: "I think so." holy shit

God what if Astrid and whatshi are scourgers already

Have I mentioned how amazing Matt is to come up with all this and connect all these threads

Mmm Cad and Jester being a voice of reason

Cad: "Some things are too big to get on top of. Some things are bigger than us."

Cad’s being smart. They need to give a warning, not try to also control the situation.

Go immediately.

Where’s that whole thing coming from, Caleb? There’s really no reason to get that involved. Just like tell them what’s coming, that’s all you have to do. Listen, Caduceus is right.

Poor Beau

She’s kinda been stuck in a corner where she has to betray a homeland she’s not that fond of, but she is fond of Dairon

Oh gosh, Beau. :(

This is such a good moment for her, realizing that people are people wherever they are, that she doesn’t want to betray the people in the Empire, as little as she cares about the Empire itself

She’s not gonna slit your throat honey it’s fine

Boy next week is gonna be really intense again

#and now we’re caught up again #emi watches critical role #critical role #cr spoilers

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weirdness-on-the-roof · 5 years

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Shitty episode 49 notes

so this time its mostly dialogue. I’m not a fast typer so i definitely missed stuff and my spelling is atrocious, but I did use the break and until the live stream ended to fill in the gaps I could. This is pre and post break notes. Obvious major spoilers, lots of weird details i wrote down that matt said b/c we never know when something is gonna be important or come back/ be relevant.

Also I love Beau with all my heart.

Have fun ya nerds :)

Episode 49 Notes:

Chair has replaced uktatoa for echoes

Matts wording in the summary are so careful

Short brown hair, green and black robes necklace with circular gems lots of rings, middle aged/ young for an elf

Nott knows a place--- river bank spot

They were noted by the locals

Pretty river with shaded trees

Beau checks to see if followed 21 perception, people aren’t keeping watch but the righteous brand are gathering at the southern fields where the operatives were coming from

“What the fuck”-Jester

thanks Laura for voicing not only Jester but the entire fan base

Nott doesn’t want to leave “you can leave but i need to stay” ouch that hurt

Nott doesn’t expect them to stay

“We are a target”- Cad

“Your son????” -Jester “is it your son or are you even a goblin??”

Nott “[we don’t need to pretend we don’t keep secrets]”

Nott feels chained and not able to move forward, is ok with being open and honest so ‘we can move ahead’

Rephrase from episode one broke my heart

Nott: “Well hi, my name is Nott the brave and I’m a little goblin girl. But, once upon a time i was Veth, a young halfling woman and before that, a halfling child who grew, um, up being told that she was pretty and not brave and not coordinated and not smart and just not..

Jester line

Nott: Yea, I was. And then, ya know, time went by and i got older, i was made fun of quite a bit. I had this um, Ppl thought i was strange, b/c i collected things, i collected lots of things, they were outstanding. They were wax seals,and pieces of colored paper, and some buttons and fabric,

Beau line

Nott: All kinds

Beau line

Nott: Well they didn't think so, i had brothers and people in town who would just ridicule me

Jester: that was here

Nott: Yes, and one day i um i was playing a game with the other boys and they dared one of their friends to give me a kiss, and the boy was very nice and he actually seemed to like it and he and i became friendly and eventually did what people do and got married and he didn't mind my strangeness and i helped him get his apothecary up and running and he was a brilliant chemist and could make acids and potions and oils and bleaches for fabric for all sorts of things and he helped me. Eventually we had a baby named luke and he was a bright boy, very smart, he learned to talk very early and walk very early. Such a smart boy and that's who you saw back there is my son.

Jester: so was he right, did you die?

Nott: I think so, I think so, uh. We had a rough winter in felderwind, there were not a lot of crops and i think some of the animals had died that winter. This river i brought you to this sort of, it's a beautiful place i used to come here with yeza and it's an important place i used to come here with yeza… the goblins would come from over there, they would raid from over there [points]... They came into town and raided more and more, they took us. They took me and my husband and my child, they held us in one of their camps. I don’t know if it was days or weeks or months. Luke, he wasn’t doing well….. We ran, we ran in the dead of night, they were fast, i've been chased a lot… i told them to run… the goblins followed me and when they found me i fought, i had a vial of acid and i threw it in the face of the one trying to catch us, they took me back to the camp. I think he died from his wounds…[I think he was a type of leader] i think he had a wife. This goblin told the woman ‘make her suffer’ and they did. They brought me to this river and they drowned me in it. I can still feel the water in my lungs and in my ears and in my nose. And then nothing. Until i woke up and saw the hands.. The skin and i looked in a puddle and i could see what they made me. They made me into everything i thought i was. Not pretty, not good, just not. I'll be honest, i've started forgetting what it was like to be halfling. Just everyday just more and more goblin…. I'm sorry i didn’t tell u and im sorry i lied and i'm sorry caleb i didnt tell u. You would have understood and you could have helped me, i dunno. I feel like you're almost there like you're almost strong enough…. Anyways that's how i got to you, and that's why i got to you and why i can't be in this town. Well i only recently started signing the letters. I don't know what he would think of me. {Missed a lot here}

{nott was in the goblin clan kinda as a slave} I would clean out the messes and clean after the meals. The one [goblin] who tortured, i would help him, maybe six months. So maybe a year, no more than a year, a year and a half? I don't know exactly.

Cad can sober up Nott and Nott lets him via lesser restoration b/c alcohol is a toxin

First time we’ve seen sober nott in a while

They’re in the valley [la joke?]

The Goldfield Tavern and Lodge

Beau to Caleb: You puked all over that apothecary so something is definitely not right

Liam is so good

They headed south towards the woods for the chat

Fjord very pointedly asks if nott is ok leaving his son. He asks twice.

Caleb won’t talk in town

Edith is staying for now and nott gave her 200 gold.

No one in town knows that Veth is alive

‘I forgot what he looked like. He forgot what i looked like.”-Nott about Luke’ we need to know the ones we love.”

Beau: Nott you drowned, and you just spent three months underwater, that's incredible. I don't know if you realized that. Its incredible.

Fjord thinks Edith and Luke should leave town. Jester offers to send them to her mum. Possibly going just more west without crossing the border.

Letter to Bryce to get them somewhere safe and closer to border in case of speedy exit of the empire.

Nott admimatly wants to find Yeza

Jester via sending: “Hello, its jester. Two people incoming, a woman and child, take care of them please. Were sending money with them, it is important. Please help.”

Byrce, not really surprised: “Um alright. Ill do my best. Please don't send too many more.”

Liam trying to stay in character and not laughing at jokes during Bryce chat

Most of the righteous brand have gathered and are heading north east, leaving felderwind. People are trying to pick up and move on

Chat in wagon in back, hidden, Cad. 60 yd radius of warning if someone is gonna pass them

Beau to jester b/c they’re telling the truth now: “I didn’t sleep with dyren. She wasn’t my roommate. She was my teacher.” and she taught beau “how to kick as and take names bitch”

Jester trying to be helpful and fjord trying to be supportive

Caleb: “Your name is Veth?” “it was.”My name was Bren Aldrich Emendroot. Was. and um… I uh, i uh

Look at Laura

Jester: “Did you die too?”

Nott: “twinnies?”

Caleb: “I have been using you all.”

Jester, confused: How?

Caleb:I am from Rexingtrum. I attended Soltrace Academy. I was plucked by one of the cerborous assembly and was being trained to do the things that i fear were being done to [Yeza]. A lot a big plans for me that didn’t plan out- I went a little crazy and ran away, ran away. I have been on the run for long time. I was tired of starving. And I met you. I was a little less hungry for a while. I have been afraid for a long time, two of the people in that town are from the cerberus assembly. I don't think [the assembly members would recognise him] I walked passed that portrait many times. One of them is the head of the cerberus assembly. There's good teachers, it's everything they describe it to be. After going there for several months, one of the assembly who also would teach on occasion, started interviewing me. Calling me in and asking me questions. He sorta put me in an advanced class, me and a few others. I don't want you all to be seen with me by one of them, they will use you to get to me. You met the man who trained me. His name is Trent Ikathon.

Jester: thats why you make that face all the time

Caleb: I’m not a very good person.

Jester: “I dont think out actions don’t define us all them time. Good people do bad things sometimes bad people do good things. I think you’re a good person”

Beau: “do you care about us? You’ve told us several times you’re not a very good person.”

Caleb: im worried about your husband. I know the things that man can do.[unravels arm wrappings to show a series of small cuts going up the entirety of the right arm] He used to put crystals in… he he experimented on the three of us.

NottL what would they do? The crystals

He uhh was trying to strength us. The first time i ever saw that word was in your libraries, no explanation.

Beau: The dunamous?

Caleb: No, the first time i’ve ever seen that word was in your libraries. Haphazardly scrolled into that word. No, no everything was for the empire. We were being trained to serve the empire above all. He was mad himself, he was mad. He believed that the unwashed masses relied on their base instinct and the highest calling was to rise above the muck and control the cattlel. We were, are at war. Many of us, felt that way, feel that way.

Nott: Do you still that way?

Caleb: I don’t believe in anything, now.

Fjord: This Trent, does he know these two we saw?

Caleb: Oh yes, yes, yes. And I don’t want one more thing on my head to have you guys. Probably too late anyways.

Fjord: How powerful are these two anyways? Our normal tricks, would they fall short?

The Cerberus assembly are the most powerful mages in the empire…over 200 yrs ago a # of mages went to war in the streets of Restrum and um, it was bloody and awful and eventually came to a truce … proposed to the king at the time that they serve as an advising body to the throne.

Jester: Would they see if we were disguised? Or would they have to look for us.

Caleb: I don’t know for sure but there is a reason i didn't use something like that back there.

Fjord: So, we need to give the a very wide birth.

Nott: [why would they take yeza]

Caleb: I don’t know. It is something to do with the thing. But i don’t know why him.

[Jester reading the burned notes and meaningless stuff mostly they won’t kill Yeza]

Caleb: Was he gifted in his work? What is written about here but it does not seem like anything i ever learned about that.

[?]: It says there that they are looking for a way to achieve their ends w/o the object. I don’t know what they need.

Beau: trent ikathon was looking at yasha....

Calev: I hope he is alive i really do but they will make his life a living hell. And the empire. They are as close to as powerful if not as powerful as the king. I used a lot of names. Caleb is just what i told you. I don’t know. Caleb, let's stick with caleb for now. Um i honestly don’t know if we can, if we are up to this. Unless they are on land, this is the might of the empire. Vestduragna is the arch mage of antiquities.. She's a historian, she has uncovered mysteries of the past. She's a history buff, she's awful probably. He is the head of the military, so if they are both here i would say he is here over seeing the military and she is overseeing what is in that bag.

Fjord makes a valid point about this might not being the only one. [dodecha]

Beacons is plural

Fjord is being cautious for once

[Caleb looks like he wants to cry about the ‘liking us’ comment]

Caleb: I uhh, ohhh jester, i'm glad you see good in me.

Beau: “Its too late now b/c we like you and are invested in your happiness and [stuff]”

Caleb: ok

Beau: dont run. You can say you don't believe in us, that's fine. Believe in us just a little bit, ok?

Caleb: I will consider it heavily.

Beau: I’m sorry for not hearing you yesterday… i heard that you were doubting me and us and our friendship

Caleb:‘i dont doubt any of you

Fjord ‘I swallow shit and make it appear in my weapons i'm down to throw down. You don't have to minimize my stuff’

Those elves two were founders of the Cerberus Assembly

Stabby stab

Fjord: You seduce one i'll seduce the other. I have a way with elves [nervous/embarassed laughter]

Its like you two have been reading tumblr - tal

Caduceus is a wild mom?- confused Beau

Shit shit shit that stuff was out of the bag and scry-able for so long

Samone is the innkeeper

‘Ruckus is a word’

War with the dominion ???

Travis being charismatic and info snatchy is such a difference from grog

‘Felderwind is not known for its excitement’ with jazz hands from matt

“I need something complicated to focus myself… preferably some sort of flower or living plant. The notion is that i'm looking for something that is a testament to the wildmother.”

Jester: “Honey!”

Cad: I’m not entirely sure what honey is made of

Beau: essence of flower and bee puke

Demi leric (female human) does not charge but accepts donation, general physician

Cricks left w/in an hour “a swift nightmare”. “Dark elf folk” “second one on the left that's burned down”

Demi leric’s house is across the street from a burned building, door partially open. Simple establishment, herb smells, chemical smells, ⅘ cots with 2 recovering crownsguard chillin. Human woman, late 20s/ early 30s, bright smile & eyes, business in the eyes,

Beau used real name

“Taking statements”

A few strange complaints about 1/ 2 months back. Wave of nausea. All lived in a cluster, near the doctor’s office near a burned building

Attack around midnight

Detective beau?

Semi conscious guard, has burns, beau slaps a wound, ‘sup, names beau with the cobalt soul, what's your name?’ “Jeff” “good to meet you Jeff” jeff got Luke out of the flames “cricks got him and ran… life four of them.. I saw the fire they pushed me into when i tried to stop them… it was crazy, they came in quick.. I guess [they were targeting places].. Last place they lit was the apothecary…

TAL WANTS TO FIND THE CHAIR MAKER

Jester: What is the possibility that your mean people can change memories?

Caleb: Pretty good…

Tunnels--> North East side where the fields begin. Crownsguard near three sinkhole like entrances.

They didn’t dig them, something dug it for them. Something with big teeth dug it for them and they came out. This creature was 10 feet wide mouth. They collapse the tunnels when they left. They dug in the third one tunnel a bit. Each tunnel is 200-300 feet apart. The tunnel that was dug out was in the middle. Tunnel at a steep angle w/ rope hanging down. This tunnel kept gong 50ft before evening out at a steady downward incline. Looks organically carved tunnel rather than arcane. Definitely burrowed. Nothing on detect magic or undead.

‘Anything is possible in this world of magic and mystery’

Cad base chant to see if he can get vibration via thaumaturgy. Can very vaguely hear a gap at some point w/ very little detail.

Break

Gank

Rexintrum is the largest city in the empire

Worms

Fjord makes a valid point about the slowy thing being a great battle tactic

Fjord has limits on what he will poke/big red button comment

“The dragon poke sucked”

“Im here b/c i was out of options and i went looking for them.” - Cad

my detail oriented self is loving getting actual info from Cad

The magic that held the forest in place is fading away. Not the only site like cads but there hasn’t been communication

Cad family, bigggggggg, built the temple, they all left to look for answers, none came back, doesn’t know what direction they went in, didn’t ask wildmother about them and doesn’t really wanna know “have faith and not second guess”, Corin talked about trying to find some of the other temples. CORIN? ---> sister?

Jester “this is some serious shit… the empire is really fucked up. And everyone went through some horrible stuff

Nott: i promise if you stay with us you’ll also go through some horrible stuff

Jester:[too late already have].. I want nice again one day

Cad: I just want home back, I wanna know that its safe again

Nott: I want to be me again yes. Yes and i hope someday it can happen.

{what does Nott want to be called?}

“Or Vott”-Jester in response to Fjord prompting Nott v. Veth

Beau: Nott and Caleb it is. The mighty nein made of seven people. Works great.

Caleb “not the name not the group. I’m not it” {Not sure if i got the last part spot on the stream cut out before I rewatched/checked this}

“Their names are Chair, together they are chair.”

“I’m here to bring the awkward”- Tal

“What it Yeza’s destination pushing a few days forward?”- Cad w/ Divination to the Wildmother “Gordranas” via wind whispers

Yasha has heard the name, its far further north and the tribe avoided it b/c a lot of the beast folk lived that way ie others who wandered the wastes ‘men who are like bull warrior/bugbears/ other goblinoids’ some work with the crin.

The Luxum- something Caleb read about it having a negative effect on Gordraonas

Gordronas is important to the history of age of arcanum. When the gods walked the earth, both the prime deities and the betrayer gods there were areas of influence considered theirs. A # of those areas belonging to the betrayer gods happened to be in wildmount and Gordranas was the name of the center of their ‘tenuous union’ [betrayer gods] in the final years of the Clamity the b. Gods would go there to plot evil shit.

What remains of gordonas is where the crin has established their dynasty. People in Yasha’s tribe said it was perpetual night.

Cad on how to travel 1000 miles through a war zone“We’ve got a cart, I’m completely serious.”

One of the garrisons has been lost to the Cryn. {Ash something or rather?}

Yeza- short, even for a halfling, bushy brown hair, long sideburns, big nose, not a great chin, narrow shoulders, not a looker,

IS (not referring to Yeza in the past tense ie Nott being corrected by Jester/Fjord?Beau)

They were married five years

THEY SHOULD KNOW VETH’S ACTUAL BIRTHDAY

To Jester’s message to Yeza: No response then a very faint “Hello? I don’t know, its very dark, I have to be quiet. Thank you”

Nott being wingwoman Jester and Fjord

Jester is the best customer service person ever

Jordan and Jamenson are escorting Luke and Edith, Jeff almost kept Beau’s staff

Beau’s bo still has a bow

“I’m here to buy some pockets” “Money belts!” and the tourist necklace thingies

Secret tunnels

Fjord and Beau tag teaming it and fucking with that one guy’s pride with a few good checks

Caleb paying for a group expense

Polymorph into a honey badger (who doesn’t care)

LEVEL EIGHT

‘This won’t be a problem when I’m a president’- Sam

“Be an elk and kill all these fucking soldiers” -Travis or Fjord?

Dire honey badger? Yessssssss. Bony 6 foot honey badger, 5-6 inch claws

‘I’m gonna bless the honey badger’- Cad <3

Travis gonna kill Gil

The other side of the collapse was like 150 feet down further from where the empire stopped digging

Tunnel wides, drops off like a cliff 30-40 foot til another drop off 10ish feet later and a river that is cutting it’s way through. Crystle (quartz) stalactites from a 15’ tall ceiling

Same system as Zadash? Connecting aquifers?

“Do not send the cleric into the pit of unknown.”- Tal

Yeza and Veth never got a honeymoon and they wanted to go to Taledorie [Whitestone is great in the spring].

666

They’re going caving I guess

If Beau changes(ed) her name them all the Empire based people would have lots of names. (Bren-> Caleb ; Veth-> Nott ; Lucian-> Molly)

Also Beau and Bren are the names parents would name their kids if they wanted to have a matching letter for all their kids but the kids hate being a matched set.

Jester having the crisis of ‘I was lonely but y’all had some shit’ was really heartbreaking to watch. I hope she doesn’t stop that progression of showing more and more genuine emotion both positively and negatively.

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commoncoral · 5 years

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Recollecting 2/2 (Jevil x Seam)

Seam asked the kings whether he could visit Jevil since Seam was afraid of Jevil being lonely, even in his current state. Or maybe Seam was afraid of being alone.

However, the spade king yelled at Seam and accused of him making up plans with Jevil to overthrow the court. So Seam denied the accusations and swore to the kings he'll never visit Jevil after he finishes locking up Jevil.

Seam carefully holds Jevil as he walks the long flight of stairs, with his hands shaking every step he goes down. After reaching the door, he places Jevil inside the prison and locks the door with the magical key. Seam stares at the giant door and had a faint temptation to unlock the door to hug Jevil one last time. As Seam turns away to walk to the stairs, he hears a laugh coming from the door.

"Uhehehe! You foolish magician, you locked up everyone else from freedom! You gave me freedom!"

"..."

Seam would've asked what caused Jevil to create the whole mess he got himself in but he knew that it didn't matter in the end. Jevil was already locked up.

"you're starting to understand magician, aren't you? Uhehehehehehe!"

Seam started to walk away from the laughing jester. As the laughs were starting fade away, anger grew in his chest as he was helpless to do anything to make things better. Seam started blaming the kings for not trying harder to stop Jevil peacefully and not allowing him to see Jevil in prison, Seam blamed Jevil for not listening to him and destroying his eye, lastly he started blaming himself for being helpless, indecisive, and weak.

The grip on the key grew tighter and he grew frustrated with the lack of sight on his left side so Seam snapped the key into pieces in a fit of anger. Afterwards, he lay in his bedroom in the castle for a few days, not bothering with sewing himself up and playing solitaire.

Instead of thinking about Jevil, Seam just observed what went on around him. He noticed that everyone was fearful of him, especially the spade king. He suspected it was because of Seam being the only one able to defeat Jevil, which would make Seam the strongest in the kingdom.

That would explain the missing button and sewing kit, they wanted him in poor shape as much as possible in case he went mad. But Seam wasn't going to use it anyways.

He noticed that the spade king asserted himself more often and spoke over the other kings, he became aggressive and selfish. One night, Seam walked through the halls of the castle and overheard the spade king talking to a man who spoke strangely and said similar things Jevil spoke to Seam about.

The next day Seam was called to court and in front of him was the spade king with all the other kings standing behind, looking fearful of the loud and commanding voice of the spade king.

Seam was fired from being the court magician and is exiled for suspicion of allying with Jevil. There was no evidence proving this statement, he didn't try to visit Jevil in his prison, he didn't want to anymore.

In the corner of Seam right eye, he spotted the strange man standing by and looked back at the king. Corruption and chaos has already entered the court and no matter what Seam did, the results will be the same. His efforts were for nothing.

His choices don't matter. He finally understood what Jevil said, not fully however. He didn't want to know what drove Jevil to his imprisonment.

As Seam was being dragged out of the court he was laughing softly. Seam kept on walking and walking, exploring the underground until he memorized every location and knew anyplace like the back of his hand.

Seam was lonely.

Eventually, after all of those isolated years, he settled down and made a little store for himself. Seam stuffed body became worn and tattered, he was often tired and stayed in his shop for most of his days. Sometimes he had dreams that he was still performing with Jevil at his prime, sometimes he had nightmares of seeing and hearing Jevil laugh from when Seam attacked him off guard, except Jevil started fading away.

Seam mostly woke up with tears in his eyes.

Eventually Seam stopped dreaming, stopped caring. Years passed and Seam sometimes forgot Jevil name.

When the heroes came back and defeated Jevil, Seam gave a smile and knew that the heroes were sure on a huge journey if they thought they can do anything about changing the prophecy. Seam felt a sense of relief when he knew Jevil was put out of his misery, who knew how long Jevil was down there? Seam stopped counting the years.

Seam was old and all he wanted was a nap most of the time. So he passed out on his makeshift bed, but he didn't dream of nothing this time. He was on a familiar dark field and there was a familiar person in the distance.

Seam thought to himself that it was finally the end of the line for him here. "Finally here to get your revenge, Jester?" He asked.

Jevil giggled softly and turned to Seam with a sad expression. "...Old shopkeeper, what is your name again? I forgot."

Seam woke up and with a tight feeling in his chest. He headed to where the stars don't shine, there he saw that little man with a gloomy expression which looked at Seam empty eye and Seam stared back at his guilt-ridden ones.

"...Seam, spelled s-e-a-m"

"I guess you own what you call a shop, spelled s-e-a-p"

They both chuckle.

"Jevil you actually didn't forget my name, didn't you."

Jevil turns his head away from Seam and giggles. "You haven't changed a-"

Seam stopped walking closer when he spotted tears on Jevil's face. Seam knew that he was trying to hide his sobbing with laughter "You don't have to forgive me."

Seam had no words, he both felt anger and happiness at the sight of Jevil. He wasn't sure he was able to forgive Jevil after all those years of suffering and pain but even so, Seam leaned in to give Jevil a comforting hug. He wasn't exactly forgiving him but however he felt a huge burden being lifted away when he saw his love again.

Jevil cried into Seam shoulder and with a muffled sob Jevil repeated "I'm really sorry Seam" over and over. They stayed that way for a while, feeling warm in each other embrace, finding comfort and a long-lost happiness.

Jevil sniffled then wiped his tears from his face a pulled a button from his pockets. Seam gave a warm laugh when he saw that his button eye was held together with glitter glue, Seam thought about how fashionable he can look now. Seam went to hold Jevil's hands. "Let's go to my seap, I'm sure we have plenty of unfinished games to play." Side by side holding hands they walked together, telling each other jokes they made up over the past long years they've been separated.

They both knew that no matter what their choice was, it would all lead to the same ending. But without happiness or love, that's when nothing else matters.

Jevil and Seam would go into a long sleep after they played their games. Giving each other a goodnight kiss and Jevil holding Seam arm, their eyes fell gently and with a smile on their faces, they finally had a good comforting sleep after long years of unrestfulness.

#deltarune #jeam #jevil #seam deltarune #seavil #fanfic #jevil x seam #seam x jevil #angst #fluff

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arodrwho · 5 years

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critrole 2.43 lb

hhhHHHHHHHe r e we go

o sweet tiny fires

that’S a lotta failures my guy

oh shit. stickin w/the fuckin pLAn that’s a bold fuckin move

OH GOD i forgot she can. control water. i forgot i forgot i forgot

cOUNTERSPE LL

SUCCEED!!!!!

liam looks so--i love everything about his reaction right now

please please please please please YES

that is. that is so fuckign good. that is SO FUCKING GOOD.

SH I I II T this is so

this is

oh Fuc k yes

okay okay okay

ohhhh dear gooooodbye concentration

“i’ve never seen travis this flustered” “my heart is fucking racing right now, i am not okay” this is So Tense

cayleeeeeeb --o good ur runnin away, good good good

caleb has gone pbtbtbt. i am. afeared

so heyyyy caduceus my buddy.......pls run to 1 caleb pls

travis seems so scattered right now & all i can say is uhhhh Valid

blease do not let caleb die i will be so sad

blease do not let nott die i will be So Sad

blease

i love them

pls donot let beau die either pLs

“let’s get weird” pLEASE DO i’m so ready

WHAT.

you can do that????

f̸̢̹̳̘̭̐͒̀̽̀̿̅̈́̽͆͝ͅừ̵̢̜͈̰̖c̴̢͇͔̜̲͚͕̯͓͍͚̥̯̄̉͛͂̑̉̔̃̅͝k̴͔̘̤͈̮͙̰̯͓̝̮̓́̉̕͝ ̵̢̛̦͕̠̮̲̦͂͂͊̽̆̔̓͑̕̚u̶̢̪̝̦̳̥̖̤̖̺͙̣͒͑̎̆̎̅̿̓̎͝p̵̛̩̲͙̂́̏́̚͜ ̵̛͔̙̫̘̟̞̩̆͌̊̑̈́͐͊͂́̀̕͜͝ẗ̶̡̠̯̣̟͖̬̊̓͛́̀̈́̄͘̕͝h̸̢̧̤̤̟̪͙̥̭̜̣͍̦̊͋̅ǎ̸̢̹͉̳̞̣̪̭͈̬̩̟̊̓̀͗͒̆̽͝ţ̶̮̰̜̘̗̻̽̓̎͝ ̷̨̢̰̞̗̦͈̠͙̜̰̂̚c̶̛̲͂̑͗̐̚̚͝r̸̭͈͚͛͐ͅȩ̶̩͖̲͓́̇͑̌͆̑͆̿͊̊̇̕͝͝ẃ̷̭͎̓

noooooo ur deception was bad.

they fuckin All Fail????

Onward To The Plank King

nat 20 vs nat 20: fight!!! go nott go!!!

god that would’ve been so fucking good. blow up the ffuCKING boat

BEAU PLEASE. PLEASE. PLEASE

okay. that could have been worse

beau. please. be careful you’re reALLY GONNA WAIT OKAY WOW that’s a safe choice i’m here for it but that must be so fuckIGN hard

“you’re doin great i’m fantastic i’m havin a wonderful time, my ears are gonna comBUST”

NO.

pls let nott live i will Cry if u kill her--3? u said 3 points of damage? 3?

fuck u u asshole

i lov jester so much

cayleb Lives

thank u fjord

dramatic buildup liam words this will be fireball? --y EA H my dude

“we. hate. seamen” lma o

holy SHIT caleb u have killed so many fucking people just now holy shiiiit

so uhhh how bout that wisdom save?? caleb????

ur gonna be so fuckd up

y E A H HERE IT COMES

AND THERE IT IS

“i powerwalk like a grandma in the mall. it’s 9am the door’s just opened” lma o

god this is so good

“i’m not going back to jail!!!” oh nott. i love u

yowch. ur snatched

i am made of considerably less fear now but still Some Fear

oh no oh no oh no. manacles sound? bad? for fjord and yasha? given. the uh. what were they called. The Them. with. the. you know the ones. the slaver folk. the iRON SHEPHERDS yeah them

“they couldn’t find yours” “mm i wonder why >;)”

oh jester! i love you! i’m sorry it didn’t work but i love that u tried

aw yeah plank kinge

“hey. i want a boat” beau i fuckin love u so much

o SHIT u dropped the expositors info!!!!

god beau i love u so much. ur so good. thank u. i love u. this is so good. i love ur little fuckin bundle of half-truths it’s so Nice, fuck

ohohoho caleb got that it’s a half-truth, how Noice

NATURAL 20

holy SHIT

oh please oh please oh please YES

this is so fuckXIN good

what is going to happen who is he condemning

is it avantika please be avantika--y ea H

OH SHIT

OH SHIT OH SHIT OH SHI T

SHE

IS DEAD

FUCKITY SHIT

SHE’S SO FUCKING DEAD

SHE’S THE DEADEST

hi i love solon

pls let him and caleb be friends

so how dead are they now though

shiiiiiiiiiiiiiit c’mon please

banished. okay. yeah, okay, we can do banished. i’m chill with banished, that’s fine, that’s good, that’s okay

that POOR FUCKIN CREW THO

god i love orly tho (or however u spell his name)

god. this is so fucking good.

this is like the best possible fucKing outcome

i can’t believe they pulled it off

i love them so much

jester u fuckign loser i love you

2 nat 1′s. incredible.

“it is a bunch of rocks”

man i bet it’s gonna suck for caleb being on this boat tho

this boat he killed like 143656 people on

g o d

“mmmn you are turning me ON right now” “not my intention but ok” god i love these fucking losers i love them so mucH

“i am so impressed. so impressed” g o s h

holy fshit those are Such Good Rolls

what about liquor tho, does she have the good liquor, is nott gonna get any

nott isn’t an asshole

“i’m asshole-adjacent” “she might be better than both of us combined” that is True

“of course it’s minimalizing, have u met me” i love her

i love nott so much

i also love beau so much. “no that wasn’t working. alright” i lvoe her

“we need to get jester back to her mother if we can”

“we need to get back to the empire” hm.

“do you think if we find him you’ll stop talking like him” ooohhohohoh it took me a sec but Hey heckadeck

“--and kiri sometimes” g o s h that’s SO SWEET

“that u for not telling the others” gosh

wait jester can do that. waht since wHEN

--lmaO he just Gets Up and Walks Off, incredible

button ship

“if you allow me, i could do what i have done in the past a little sneakily to help you cope with this fear... if you allow me” i’m paraphrasing but! he asked this time!! growth!!!!! respect!!! asking consent!!!!!! i love 1 good good set of friends

sidenote my hand is asleep and feels..so weirde........

aw u just got cat-shape frumpkin back :(((

hey u guys shut up. let caleb love his dumb cat

“if u don’t i will know, and i will give u a tattoo. if u do take good care of him i will give u a better tattoo” “.....are those the only options” incredible

“the nightmare you’ve had many times kicks in” hmmmm is this a Specific Nightmare or is this just a general liiiiiike figure of speech

Tell Me The Trauma

they are all going 2 get murdered by a giant sea monster or some shit

nooo it’s gonna end there innit

yea okay

that is cool & fine

anyway Everything Happened So Much & i am Delighted

#daypost #cr spoilers

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jokers-sweethearts · 7 years

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Jokers Daughter Imagine: Present for a Princess

Request: (anonyous) Can you do a imagine about Joker getting CP and gift and her reaction? You can fill in the rest with whatever you want. Just please make it reader x joker :) thnx

tw: trichotillomania

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Joker ran his golden knife over the mans throat, each inch it progressed he dug it in deeper and deeper. The terror of feeling the pain build up was enough to make his heart stop, but he stayed alive pleading for the clown king to spare him.

“Pl...please sir I have a family! Kids at home I need to get to!” his voice cracked as his knees began to burn from the tile floor beneath him.

The Joker’s red lips spread into a cryptic smile revealing his metal teeth.

“Ya know.... you have a good point!” he pulled the knife away from the employee and tapped it on his forehead. Leaving a small blood mark.

The man took a deep breath and held it, not believing what was happening. He could taste the freedom so close.

“Need to get home, to the kid. You’re right! This is taking way too long!” In a flash all the man’s joy washed away as the blood sprayed from his throat. It covered the floor around him as he collapsed. “How selfish of you to keep me away from my princess” Joker huffed as he kicked the man’s skull and watched his lifeless head roll around.

The clown king of Gotham turned around to see the toy store being lit on fire by his henchmen. The corpses of all the employees littered the ground. He threw his head back and cackled when he saw Frost walking towards him, giant teddy bear in tow making it almost impossible for him to walk.

“Want me to load it up boss?” Frost said casually, almost like he didn’t even notice the mayhem around him. It made Joker smile even wider. He had done such a good job with Johnny, he was completely immune to the rampage and just focused on work.

“Hmmmm....” Joker growled. He stalked around the teddy bear and Frost like a lion circling it’s prey.

After all these years with Joker, Frost was good at hiding his emotions, but inside he was fucking terrified. He gulped so loud he was sure Joker would carve out his adam’s apple.

“Needs a little something” Joker murmured under his breath, not talking to anyone in particular. He raised the knife up to the bears head and wiped the blood off, leaving a stain. “Perfect! Put it in the car” he commanded adjusting his silver jacket and following Frost out.

The henchmen noticed their boss leaving and tried to follow, but just as some of them reached the door Joker slammed it in their face and held it as they fought with the handle.

“Sorry boys! Looks like there’s no extra room with the bear!” Joker whistled and Frost appeared behind him with chains and a lock for the door. He avoided eye contact with the men he just met last week.

No liabilities, Frost though to himself. It was just routine.

Joker got in the car and roared the engine, bobbing his head back and forth to the screams of the burning men like it was his favorite song. Within seconds he was gone and the gcpd showed up to the toy store.

Joker peaked in the rear view mirror at the toy for his princess. Like he had completely forgot all he just did, his daughter consumed his thoughts. He couldn’t wait to bring it to her and have her love and attention all for himself.

.........

You sat in the living room occasionally glancing over to the window out to the driveway. It was so unusual to wake up in the morning and your father be no where around. Uncle Johnny wasn’t even there to tell you where he’d gone. You tried to kill time by doing the usual. Sneaking clothes from your mother’s closet, target practice in the underground gun range with your father’s golden AK, working on your mother’s motorcycle. Now you sat on the couch doodling tattoos you dreamed of on your leg. You tried to perfect the skull your father had on his chest.

You tired to imagine what he would be doing. Maybe at the club or fighting with batman. Just the thought excited you, always eager to hear the stories when he got home. If he got home... whenever he was out for too long a part of your mind always wondered if maybe another arkham stay was at hand. You shook your head back and forth and pulled your hair to stop the bad thoughts. You knew you weren’t supposed to but you couldn’t help it. You pulled more and more, one strand at a time. The thought of losing him again to that horrible place was too much. Those thoughts gave you flashes of your mother being gone for so long. Locked up in belle reve then stolen again for squad.

The hair building up in your hand almost covered your entire palm. You snarled and threw it on the ground before standing up and going over to the window to look directly out. You’re stronger than that. You’re the goddamn clown princess, you said to yourself. Don’t be ridiculous he’ll be here soon. If not you’ll make those fuckers pay. You felt your ego and anger building up, gifts inherited form the man you awaited. After you finished reassuring yourself, you saw the purple lamborghini pull up, you felt like a god for a moment calling it perfectly.

Then you saw the bear, a maniacal smiled appeared on your face. You should have known he was gone on your account. You felt silly for ever denying that. Racing to the front door, you took a deep breath trying to forget the hair on the floor, before unlocking the door and opening it wide for him to enter. The bear came first brought in by Frost followed by your father.

Seeing him standing tall, towering over you, dressed so nice and confident in his purple shirt and silver jacket, gold chains swinging, you felt safe in his presence. Like nothing could hurt you, even yourself. You wasted no time jumping up into his arms. Feeling the gold rings on his hands rub your back helped you even more. You took some of his green hair in your hand just to feel it, just to know he was real. For a moment you didn’t give a shit about the bear, just happy he was back.

Joker felt the pride surge through him. This is exactly what he wanted.

“Miss me huh?” he chuckled.

“Of course I did, don’t trick me like that again”.

Trick? Joker was confused for a second but ignored it to focus on his baby in his arms.

“So you gonna accept your gift daddy worked so hard to get for you, princess?”

You released him from your grip and turned around to grab the bear. You held it against you tight before the smell caught your attention. You’d recognize it anywhere, one of the first smells you remember experiencing besides being held by Harley and smelling her skin.

You pulled back from the bear and your smile grew even wider, the blood stain warmed your heart. Your father always paid attention to detail.

“Oh daddy I love it thank you!” you squealed at him.

“Yeah yeah yeah” Joker tried to play if off tough but inside he was feeling on top of the world, not that he ever doubted he really was. “Frost!” he hissed “get started on the replacements!” Frost shook his head and followed his orders.

Joker took a seat on the couch and propped his feet up.

“You and that bear get over here and join me princess” he patted the spot on the couch beside him as he grabbed the remote and flipped the news on. His favorite part was coming up, when he showed you all the news reports about the damage he had caused. Better than any movie for him.

As he waited for you he noticed the excess amount of hair on the couch. It led his icy blue eyes to the floor where he saw the clump. Fuck... he whispered. When he saw you headed over he kicked it under the couch.

You plopped down and snuggled up next to him. You felt his strong arm around you and all your fears went away. Everything about arkham was just a distant memory now. You hugged the teddy bear next to you and felt complete bliss.

GCN began their announcement, showing footage of the toy store almost completely burned to the ground. The body count plastered on the tv screen.

You looked up at your dad with a huge grin and congratulated him. But Joker wasn’t paying attention. For the first time he wasn’t intrigued by hearing about himself. He held the remote up and switched off the tv. He clenched his fist around you so hard he was sure his palm would start bleeding.

You stupid fucking clown, you shouldn’t have left her alone. You should have waited for Harley to be back, you should have left someone with her. He frantically searched through his mind for everything to blame so he didn’t have to blame himself.

A sinking feeling entered your chest and shot down through your stomach. He knew. He always knew.

“Daddy I’m sorry I couldn’t help it” you said deadpan, you were sure he was just as exhausted with this as you were. “I got scared when you were taking long. I didn’t know if the rat got you or... I don’t know. But I stopped it myself I promise” you glared at the ground so you wouldn’t have to look him in the eye.

You remembered what Harley had taught you, when you were little and the hair pulling first started. Your mom taught you to focus in on something specific and learn everything you could about it.

You chose your father’s shoes. A solid black with a small golden jester placed just below where his pinky toe would be. It was helping but the urge to touch your hair was growing more. Until you felt your father’s fingers under your chin.

He forced you to look up at him then took your entire jaw in his hands.

Joker looked deep into his daughter’s eyes. He wasn’t angry, he could never physically feel anger for her. It wasn’t worry either. He had a fire burning in his stomach. The same fire he had when he was searching to rescue Harley. It was determination, a lust for control. He placed his mile tattoo over her mouth so he could see a smile on her, before kissing her forehead and getting off the couch.

You were confused but sat patiently waiting for him. When he returned he had something closed in his hand. A ring? A necklace? A bullet? You thought about the usual gifts he gave when you were upset. But when he revealed what it was you were even more confused.

“This is your mom’s favorite, so don’t rat me out kid” he said as he opened up the purple nail polish.

Without hesitating or explaining he took one of your wrists and rested in on his knee, turning his body fully to face you, one leg propped on the couch. His touch was more gentle than usual, you were used to him being more rough even when he was trying to be comforting. His back hunched over to focus as he painted your nails. Some green strands of hair fell in front of his eyes. You used your free hand to brush them back.

“There we are! No one can do that better than me, huh?” he cackled as he began to paint his own nails. He resumed his usual position facing the tv again and switching it on.

“Daddy I don’t understand” you spat out, your voice was raw and almost cracked, feeling tears begin to form. But you held them back.

“Don’t paint the other hand” he demanded in a low and stern voice. You use that hand to stop the other. It’ll look like someone else stopping you. It’ll be me stopping you. He tossed the nail polish behind him when he was finished and showed you his hand. His gold skull bracelet dangling as he waved it around. “See? next time you want to pull you grab your wrist just like I would. You can pretend it’s me now. Focus in on the nail color. Like your mother told you to do. Pretend it’s me” he looked you directly in the eye, you felt the intimidation and you liked it, sure his eyes would burn holes through yours.

You cracked a small smile looking down at your hand, you loved learning that you and your father were alike. It sounded like your mom had taught him that trick too.

“I was just... scared... you know it’s hard for me to admit that but it’s true”.

“Hey!” Joker shouted grabbing your chin again. Within seconds his emotions changed, he went from stern and commanding to gentle again. “Would anyone ever beat me? Would I ever not come back to you?” he opened his mouth slightly, revealing the metal teeth and waiting in anticipation for the answer he already knew.

“No...” you said faintly. You hoped this method would work in the future. But you put it all aside for now. You just wanted to focus on him being home.

“That’s my girl” he growled. He released you from his grasp and turned back to the tv. He extended his arm for you to curl up next to him again. You took the opportunity immediately. He wrapped his arm around you and held you tight against him. A silent reassurance that he wasn’t going anywhere.

You closed your eyes and rested your head on his chest. Right where you knew the skull tattoo was. You let out a sigh that turned into a laugh. Now you felt on top of the world.

“Ah ya see that there!” Joker pointed to the tv, the camera was directed at the body bags being wheeled out of the ashes. “That’s all me, princess”.

You smirked and your eyes glistened watching the corpses being handled.

“One day I’ll do it with you”.

Joker’s heart returned to a regular rhythm when he heard you say that. There were only two people that could control how his heart beat and one of them was in his arms right now. He felt powerful, in control.

A door slammed behind the two of you making you jump in his arms. Joker barely flinched and turned around to see a stranger before him. Frost followed and opened his mouth to introduce him, but he wasn’t fast enough.

Joker put a bullet through the man’s head and his body fell to the floor.

“..Boss that was the new guy you asked me to-”

“Did I ask you to interrupt us?” Joker snarled. He was furious to be interrupted but even more furious that his princess was scared.

Frost shook his head waiting for the same fate as the man next to him.

“Clean that up” Joker said turning his attention back to his little girl.

Frost sighed in relief that the attention was off of him. But now he was the one who’s heart was pounding. He took a glance at the girl on the couch. Frost envied her, but more so he was afraid of her. How she dealt with his boss as a father he’d never be able to understand.

It was just another reminder. Whether burning people alive or gifting his princess with a teddy bear, the Joker was unpredictable. The clown family was unpredictable.

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elane-in-the-shadows · 6 years

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Red Queen Fan Fiction - Blood Curse part 10

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chapter 1

chapter 2

chapter 3

chapter 4

chapter 5

chapter 6

chapter 7

chapter 8

chapter 9

chapter 10

chapter 11

chapter 12

chapter 13

chapter 14

chapter 15

chapter 16

chapter 17

chapter 18

chapter 19

chapter 20

chapter 21

chapter 22

chapter 23

chapter 24

chapter 25

chapter 26

chapter 27

chapter 28

chapter 29

Final chapter

A/N: This was such fun to write. Hope you’ll enjoy it as well … ;-)

Evangeline POV

Ridge House presents itself at its best to receive its royal family back at their residence. Magnetrons in immaculate uniforms, both Samos cousins and commoners, line the way with utmost respect and drill. Their shiny guns are held in firm grips, each one is custom-made by its owner’s magnetron ability. As are the numerous blades, some of the larger ones lifted up in the air when our arrival is announced.

I step out of the shadows beneath the plane, laying my hand as slowly as possible on Tiberias’s arm; he stands rigid and controlled. It shall not matter. Silver royals don’t need to smile friendly at their court. The prince and I are set to go first so the kingdom of the Rift may admire their princess and the rightful king the family’s brought back from his drear exile. As if he was a prize I won when it’s a sentence for both of us. In his uniform, he looks just like a year ago, when no one doubted the crown prince’s ascension. On his side, my metal dress gleams even though I haven’t put thought into it, and only let the metal form itself into a wearable shape. Yet Mother asked me to fix a few black cloths onto it which now move slightly in the breeze and brush the bare parts of my skin. I haven’t made efforts with my hair either, now it falls down oddly straight.

Our soldiers actually cheer at our small parade and they become louder when Mother and Father follow behind me. Back on the plane, Mother complained how much she’d prefer to have a cat of prey accompanying her but it was impossible to bring one to Corvium to begin with. Now she can’t wait to make up for it and check on her menagerie here as soon as possible while Anne, her falcon, flies behind her. The bird is right before Queen Dowager Anabel who walks alone, in front of the Silver soldiers picked to fight in the battle a month ago. Tolly would’ve walked with her, if he didn’t stay in Corvium. I miss him already while he has Wren staying with him.

I look forward to glimpse at the people expecting us right before the door. It has to be Elane. Meanwhile, Tiberias falls out of step as we walk beneath the raised swords. I’d laugh but I have to maintain the regal composure of the princess, thus I limit my amusement to a sneer. All of this magnetron show, confronting him with the new rival kingdom, must unsettle the prince: But for a Samos, the more metal is the better, however threatening we seem. Blades are as natural to us as eating.

I wish I could walk quicker but I know what’s expected of me, who’s done these performances my whole life. The rhythm is ingrained into my pulse. Even when my excitement grows the closer I move to Elane. Her smile, still small in the distance, is warmer than the sunlight. The light tickles my skin because Elane plays with it, until a beam crosses my face directly. This jester. I can’t avoid blinking and she winks at me.

She’s so beautiful that my lips twist into a smile and I forget the prince next to me. Elane wears loose black linen with a few golden decorations, the dark fabric a contrast to her otherwise glowing appearance. Her skin is tanned golden and her hair is pinned up - making me long to let it fall down again – while her crown of gold, silver and diamondglass sets it alight and creates little rainbows around her.

“The princesses of the Rift!” the steward next to her, Cristoph Samos, calls out and the feeling of being home overwhelms me.

The compulsory protocols wash over me easily when Elane is with me. I almost forgot this feeling in my former desperation but once we’re together, my fears shrink. We are the princesses of a new kingdom and we are going to rule. Whatever Tiberias or my father commands, we can’t be separated.

Elane and I escape to my room before the next round of welcoming festivities begins. Basking in the sunlight, she lays on my bed, her hair spread out on the white sheets is all fire, copper, wine and garnets.

“You’re always lounging, Elane,” I say to her.

“And you can never sit down, Eve,” she retorts. “Come to me,” she beckons, “you look terribly exhausted.”

“You’re rudely frank.” I sit down and her fingers travel over my hand. I sigh. “It’s true, I worked out for two hours before the plane left. I … might’ve trained too hard in the last month in general.”

“Eve.” My name from her mouth feels like a caress. I lie down next to her and, suddenly weary from its weight, I let my metal dress melt away and flow to the floor.

Elane stares at me with wide eyes. “That was awesome, my love.”

“Thank you.” I have to grin but my eyes are already closed. Elane kisses my brow, the tips of her hair tickling my cheeks.

“Welcome home, my beloved princess,” she whispers.

The princesses of the Rift are admired at Ridge House court and its town. The welcoming banquet has already shown how popular Elane has become, as she’s been at the Nortan court. Her easy chatting isn’t my way but as I watch her interact and notice the different way the subjects behave towards her, the truth emerges. Yesterday I was happy to lose my stress of the past weeks in Elane’s arms but the memory remains, the marriage to Tiberias still looms over me.

It wasn’t like that for Elane. She had time to practically rule the Rift in her fashion, without Mother and Father directing her every step. The idea they will soon enough terrifies me. Elane’s sworn to me she hasn’t even slept in one bed with Tolly so far and they don’t intend to for a while but how long before my parents will demand they do, to have their grandchildren and play in their schemes, as they expect of me?

“… I hope the queen dowager has brought supplies with her,” Elane says while we walk through the town. “Our kingdom … goes well enough, but it doesn’t exactly thrive. The trade died down and literally everything is very new …”

I snicker. “What a good queen you make!”

She postures immediately. “I do, and you should only address me as such.”

“As what?” After another laugh and a look around, I kiss her cheek. She’s less hesitant and kisses me back on the mouth.

“No, seriously,” she continues later. “I’m worried. We have to keep an eye on the Reds, or our country will shatter. They need to feel safe, and I as good as stopped the newsfeeds to the techies.” She sighs. “Apart from your video, of course. That one was gold, and it’s better to work with that Guard.”

I tilt my head in doubt.

“Surprised? As Tiberias said, these are times of change and we have to change with them, or we’ll lose everything. But tell me, Eve, what does Tiberias do actually?”

Indeed, what is my esteemed betrothed doing, besides brooding? The following week, he sulks at dinners, stays silent in meetings, and sticks to himself while training – when he even shows up. He doesn’t try to bond and be friendly as he was just a year ago and at night, he turns up the volume of a music maker.

“At least he likes some kind of metal,” Mother purred yesterday, about the noise he listens to. “That’s a beginning. Eve, why don’t you show him around, introduce him to the animals?”

Mother doesn’t change, her words are always both command and encouragement I must act on. I have to search for him for half an hour before I find him reclining on a patch of grass and to my rejoice, he startles when he hears me on the gravel path.

He sits up annoyingly slow. Scowling, he asks, “don’t the metal clothes all the time drag you down once in a while?”

I snort, stopping myself from biting my lip. “Says the man who’s been moping for a year now and tortures us all with that mu –, sorry, noise-pollution.”

He crosses his arms, scowling meaner. “So what? I’ve never seen you not sneering, whether you’re haughty or disgruntled.”

“Ahaha mumumu.” A laugh as fake as this betrothal. “Oh, I’m hardly a paragon of discontendedness, hisses and glares. I have fond memories of your Red commander.” I pause. “Not.”

Tiberias gets up, about to walk past me without a further glance. I call after him, “are you finally ready for a tour of the Ridge House, your – “

He turns, I stumble into him. “She has every reason to despise you. Her – she and Shade Barrow were in love, so maybe you should stop joking.” He tries to look intimidating but I hardly know anyone who doesn’t. I give nothing away so our gazes fix each other in place.

“Will you come with me?” I ask again, oozing politeness.

“Where?” It’s more a waiver than a word.

I tilt my head, returning to my assigned text. “Everyone likes animals, don’t they? I think you need a distraction, your Highness.” He shows no reaction to the wrong title although his grandmother insists we address him as his majesty. Maybe majesty would be more of a jab.

Instead he shrugs, still displaying his informal slouchiness but he comes along. Apparently, he likes the animals, unlike me who’s learned to fear them. I have to suppress this conditioning, reminding myself there’re many new beasts here who Mother’s allied relatives have brought upon arriving here, animals who aren’t her familiars. On the other hand, at least I know what Mother’s pets are up to.

Tiberias laughs at the lizards jumping and climbing spryly.

“You’re that one,” I say and point to the fire salamander.

He frowns, as I intended. “It’s so small – “

“Any complexes about size, your Highness?” I stare him dead in the eyes, no muscle in my face moving while he’s gasping.

“And over there, that raven’s Maven,” I go on. "Annoying, screeching, too clever for his own good and“ – a dramatic pause – “always wearing black.”

This time, he can’t decide if he allowed to laugh - though he obviously wants to. He’s adamant to push down any enthusiasm, but I’m in a run. I drag him farther, making the wildest and most accurate animal comparisons. “Mother has no feeling for canines,” I explain while we’re at the wolf. “So, it only sits idly in its cage though Mother desperately wanted this noble beast. It reminds me of Princess Iris.”

“Ah, the que – ? I mean, yes, the princess, right,” Tiberias corrects himself as I glare at him.

I nod to him in approval. “The cats are more to her liking. You see the tiger over there?” I crack a smile. “Isn’t it uncannily resembling the Red commander?”

“Why, does it have a cub?”

“Excuse me?”

“Never mind,” he says. “Are you done? Or have you found Mare’s animal form too?”

“Of course,” I say sweetly. “An obvious choice, I think of the pony I rode as a child.”

He storms off in a rage, I run after him. “If all you can do is being mean, I don’t see a point in talking to you!” he shouts at me.

“So you’ll just remain lazy? How is that better? Mare Barrow would be so disappointed to see you’re giving up your claims of unifying and equality!”

He turns, literally fuming. “I don’t have to hear that from the good daughter who follows every order of her parents to its brutal letter and frequently attacked Mare on mere whims!”

I slap him.

“How unusual of you to use your own hands,” he hisses. “I expected a spike in my heart.”

“Why should I, you and I feel those spikes all the time,” I whisper, avoiding his face for the first time.

“But you don’t have to,” he replies, and silence ensues, stressing the insurmountable chasm between us.

“Maybe we should re-evaluate our positions,” I say eventually. “Elane’s got an invitation to her cousin’s wedding in Archeon, and wouldn’t you love to crash it and finish … this … for good?”

He says nothing at first. “Maybe we should re-evaluate our whole lives, princess.” He leaves, and this time, I don’t follow.

The next day, he presents his battle plans to Father and their advisors. They discuss for the rest of the week before they make a decision: While Maven is rumoured to return to his capital, we’re about to attack.

A/N 2: I really need a further fic on this where Cal tells his terrible puns and Eve makes gay jokes.

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worldofkirby · 6 years

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A Tag Meme

Tagged by: @star-stacker-champ

Tagging: Uhhh,, I really don’t know any other blogs besides Star-Stacker so,, anybody else can?? :0

[ ☾ ] “Hey hey hey!! I guess I’m doing some sort of thing?? I guess? I got tagged into doing this so you guys can know me more? That’s pretty cool that people want to know more about me! Oh, and I’m Marx but I think you know that already if you want to know more about me!”

MUSE NAME: [ ☾ ] “Marx!! Cool name right?”

LEAST FAVORITE NICKNAME: [ ☾ ] “I’ve got a couple of nicknames before and I don’t really mind them too much, but I really hate the term ‘grape’. I’m not a grape! Just because I am purple and a little round does not make me a food!”

LEAST FAVORITE COLOR: [ ☾ ] “Green. Most of the shades look boring and bland and gross.”

LEAST FAVORITE SEASON: [ ☾ ] “Oh this ones easy: The winter. Do you have any idea how much money a jester makes? Even when I was the kings jester I only got the bottom of the barrel! So I don’t exactly have much in the way of shelter or food and trying to combine those with winter doesn't mix well...like oil and water. It’s super cold and even when you get inside you're still cold because all the snow melts into your clothes so you're now wet and cold and--- I just hate winter!”

LEAST FAVORITE WEATHER: [ ☾ ] “Anything that falls from the sky.”

LEAST FAVORITE—HOT OR COLD: [ ☾ ] “Well that depends. I hate the cold for weather but I hate hot foods if they are too hot...warm weather isn’t too hot to handle, cold is annoying but you can adjust to it a bit better-- I guess cold???”

LEAST FAVORITE HOLIDAY: [ ☾ ] “How can you dislike any of them? If I really had to choose I guess...uhh..Nope. Can’t really hate any.”

LEAST FAVORITE FOOD: [ ☾ ] “Apples are starting to become bland. I guess they don’t really APP-eal to me anymore. Since I have them so often, I think that’s the CORE of the problem.”

LEAST FAVORITE FLAVOR: [ ☾ ] “Apple or grape flavored anything.”

LEAST FAVORITE DRINK: [ ☾ ] “Apple cider orrr..some alcohol. Scratch that, most alcohols.”

LEAST FAVORITE SCENT: [ ☾ ] “For some reason I don’t like the scent of..I don’t know the word for it. It’s like, the smell of chalk and cheap paint mixed together?? But somebody burned them together or peeled it apart...I smelled that a couple times and I don’t know if there is a certain word for the smell?”

LEAST FAVORITE SOUND: [ ☾ ] “Loud popping of balloons or balls.”

LEAST FAVORITE BOOK: [ ☾ ] “It was this book called ‘Dream Warriors’ and it was super lame because the ending was awful!!”

LEAST FAVORITE MOVIE AND TV SHOW: [ ☾ ] “I wouldn't really know since I never watched TV.”

LEAST FAVORITE SCHOOL SUBJECT OR AREA OF STUDY: [ ☾ ] “Math.”

LEAST FAVORITE ASPECT OF THEIR JOB: [ ☾ ] “I know the point of being a jester is that everybody laughs at what you do but people still laugh after the acts over. I don’t get any respect as a person because all they think I am 24/7 is some act to them!”

LEAST FAVORITE FICTIONAL CHARACTER: [ ☾ ] “The protagonist of Dream Warriors. He was so boring I forgot his name.”

LEAST FAVORITE PERSON: [ ☾ ] “Kirby. I despise him for ruining what could have been great!! I could have been a great ruler and could have done whatever I wanted but nooo, he just cuts me in half and leaves me for dead! He left me floating around in space!! I had to find my own way back home...errr actually I don’t remember how I got back but!! That’s not the point!!”

LEAST FAVORITE TRAIT IN OTHERS: [ ☾ ] “Seriousness. Some people are too boring and serious all the time, learn to take a joke and laugh at the world! You can be serious but...lighten up!”

LEAST FAVORITE PLACE: [ ☾ ] “As much I use to love space, I think I floated around in it enough for a life time.”

LEAST FAVORITE THING TO TALK ABOUT: [ ☾ ] “Ehhh, I don’t really like people pointing out my status.”

LEAST FAVORITE THING ABOUT THEMSELVES: [ ☾ ] “Don’t tell anybody else this but, I really hate my ‘jump to action’ nature sometimes.”

LEAST FAVORITE SEXUAL POSITION: [ ☾ ] “....yeah, no.”

LEAST FAVORITE DAILY CHORE: [ ☾ ] “Getting out from under the blankets. That’s a chore for me because it takes work to get out from a cozy blanket and out to the cold air.”

LEAST FAVORITE STYLE OF CLOTHING: [ ☾ ] “Scratchy and bland clothing.”

LEAST FAVORITE ACTIVITY: [ ☾ ] “Training for some of my acts. Some of them are a pain.”

LEAST FAVORITE SUPERPOWER: [ ☾ ] “I don’t anymore now which sucks, but when I was super cool and powerful I guess my least favorite was the vine things I would grow from the ground since they took a little too long to grow and they went away after.”

LEAST FAVORITE THING ABOUT HUMANITY IN GENERAL: [ ☾ ] “The people that look down on the others who can’t get everything they can. I’m sorry I don’t have a house because my job sucks but its the only thing I’m good at!”

LEAST FAVORITE THING ABOUT BEING IN LOVE: [ ☾ ] “Not knowing how the other feels about you...u-uh, ha- I get nervous if they like me or if they just say they do.”

LEAST FAVORITE THING ABOUT DEATH: [ ☾ ] “Knowing I have to relive it.”

#Marx #Tag meme #kirby #((aaa thank you for tagging me!))#((Sorry it took so long))#((I just got a job and I haven't had much time to do anything))

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jainarepellista · 7 years

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Tower of God S2ch271 Rough Translations

Hey! Sorry for missing a chapter last week. I was out of the country and forgot to set up my queue -_-

This week’s as well as next week’s would be queued posts too so if there are any changes between the preview and the official, they won’t be reflected in them. Thanks!

...Welcome. Travelling warriors of the Tower. // I am an/the administrator of the Hidden Floor, "Big Breeder" "Chung" [T/N: Big Breeder is the title; Chung is the name]

I have come to give you the Grand Quest

for successfully getting rid of all the evil energy in this place.

So shall we proceed with the Grand Quest // after you have a short break?

Go sing a song to help relax the minds and bodies

of our warriors over here, jesters!

(Sing! Sing! Sing!)

Urgh-!!

They have protected~ this beautiful village~ // by getting rid of that giant octopus~

(Ah~)

They are the true warriors of this place~

(Ah~)

............

Oh great~ // warrioors~

(Aaah~ ♪)

I feel more tired..

??F Hell Train - Hidden Floor - 08

Hey, // do we really have to go one after another while escaping?

Won't it take us about three (and a half) hours if we keep this up?! // We could already be there if we just use BongBong.

............. // We can't do that.

Ever since I came here, I have experienced death with them several times. // Even if it's a bit slow, I want to escape with all of them.

I don't want to become someone who just throws their friends away! [T/N: regular YHS is so pure ;;;]

(Huhu-!!)

...He was nicer when he was younger..

(So what happened to him..)

(How is it)

(Do you see any soldiers)

.....I don't know..

Hm? // What's that all of a sudden?!

This tremor..!!

Could it be they've already..?!

Th..ey have.. alrea..dy..!!

Big.. Bree..der..!!

It's Big Breeder..!!

What?! Already!?

That was too fast!!

Yu Han Sung-ssi, Big Breeder came out?!

..What do we do now?

...........

We..'ll go.. ahe..ad first..

What?!

As.. that g..irl said, ..if it..'s jus..t us // we c..ould get.. out of.. h..ere much.. faster.

W..e co..uld first.. esca..pe and ..stop th..em fro..m cle..aring ..the G..rand Quest. // Eve..ryon..e c..an liv..e if ..we ta..ke ca..re of.. Big.. Bree..der.

Go. I also know the way out. // We believe in you.

Bon-ssi..

But if we escape and fail to stop Big Breeder..!!

I know. We'll be trapped here until the next time.

But isn't it better to chose the option that doesn't have a high chance of everyone dying?

We have been abandoned by Big Breeder anyway. // The only one we believe in in this world is you.

That's right, Yu Han Sung-ssi!! // We believe in you!!

Please stop Big Breeder together with Batis-nim!!

Everyone..

............

I understand. We will go first.

I thought about it.. if it's just us, we could use a different route.

A different route?!

It's too dangerous for normal people.. We have to hurry. // Or else, we'll all die if the people outside clear the Grand Quest.

Then let's go!!

We'll also keep on moving forward!! // Let's believe in Batis-nim and the others!!

Yeah!! Let's go!!

We've died a number of times already anyway!!

There's nothing to fear!!

glint-

1 hour after- // Bard's Village

Hmm.. Then- // how about we get started?

This is your-

"Grand Quest".

If you clear this, the forbidden fruit will be dragged into the abyss

and you can move on to the next stage.

I'll open the scroll now.

...Wait. // I want to ask you something before we do that.

Yes?

Can you.. tell us where the data of the "young King Zahard" is?

.........

By Zahard.. do you mean the King of the Tower?

That's right.

His data is certainly in here....

But I do not know where he is. // He came in here before I even existed..

If you want to meet him, you'll have to find him yourself.

........Ah, is that so?

(Data of Zahard?)

...That guy // That look he gave just now..

seems like he's hiding something..

Then, let's move on with the Grand Quest.

He knows where the data of Young Zahard is.

The "champion villain" that will be your opponent this time-

is the "Mama Long-Tailed Tit" [T/N: so... tempted... to call it.... Mama Tit..... SIU why]

Eh..? // Long-tailed tit..?!

Chiiirrp!!

Hm..?

Wh-what the!! What's that little thing?!

Chiiiiiirrp-!!

This bird is the "champion villain"!?

It looks weak..

Chief.. the long-tailed tit // is a bird from the D-rank quest.

Why did such a low level villain appear?

............

Big Breeder-nim.. what are you thinking..

The "Mama Long-Tailed Tit" is the champion villain of the long-tailed tits. // It is very weak. You could say it's the weakest among them?

It is very defensive of the eggs on its head that it protects, so you shouldn't attack there first. // Although its maternal love is strong, its skills are terrible.

What..?! So you mean you intentionally summoned a weak villain for us?

That is correct. // Actually, I accidentally bumped the difficulty level of your previous quest.

This is a place to welcome and prepare those who have cleared the Hell Train // not a place of a harassment.

It is our little gift to you.

Actually.. // it's so that you can clear

this stage a bit faster

I want to see you kill your friends that are inside the "forbidden fruit"-

How great. As expected of Big Breeder-nim!!

................

What will we do, Koon? // ..Wanna attack it first?

...Wait!!

It could be a trap!! // Even the octopus before was stronger than it looked.

You're too cautious, blue turtle!!

Shut up, gator.

What.. is this uneasy feeling..

That guy.. // is he hiding something..?

..What is this?

Is this the "different route".. // that you were talking about?

....Yes. Like I said, this is impossible for normal humans.

The quarantine area is composed of four large shelters and each shelter has their own exit.

That's why reaching the final exit takes a long time because you'll have to go back and forth many times. // But when you think about it, the quarantine area is spherical. And all the exits lead to its bottom.

If you can accurately figure out the drop points

You can pass through each shelter at the shortest distance.

Of course, you'll have to fight off the soldiers that will crowd at the explosion and then land at the right spot.

But if it's just us, we can do it.

No, maybe it's the easier way.

Although it's a bit dangerous!! // But it's the only way now!!

Oi!!

You'll get lost if you don't follow me carefully!! So watch out!!

..Should we trust him?

....There's no other way. // Let's go.

Shit!!

I hope-

those outside won't take on the Grand Quest yet..!!

30 min later-

Chiiiirrp!!

..Maybe it's better to attack.. Koon? // We haven't touched it for a long time already.

Just wait a bit longer. // I don't feel good about this.

Feeling, feeling!! You keep on saying that!! Let's just attack it already!! // This is like the Floor of Tests all over again!!

Shut up, gator!!

Somehow.. I feel // that this is a trap..!!

Big Breeder is definitely hiding something from us.. So..!!

That bird is hiding a tremendous power!!

chirp?!

...So that blue hair.. is "that kind" of person..

(Look!! She's taken aback!! She's flustered because she was planning to betray us!!)

(What do you mean she's flustered!! She's just surprised!!)

(A dragon will definitely come out of it once we attack it!!)

He can solve difficult problems well // but he takes a long time solving easy problems..

....If I knew..

(Tch...)

I would've summoned a stronger villain.

(Don't let your guard down, everyone!! She's waiting for us to attack first!!)

(Arrgh!! You're so frustrating!!)

(

(I'm going to fking die from frustratioooon!!)

Well, it won't change anything even if it's a bit late..

(chiirrp!)

They can take their time completing this quest-

Since those guys will never be able to open that door anyway-

Follow me!! We're almost there!!

Is that.. the exit?

Yes. It's the only exit that is connected to the outside. // Surprisingly, there are no traps and and no soldiers on the other side.

But there's no way to open it.

I've broken through all the traps coming here- // But when I saw that door with an empty window that you can't input any password in, I realized

Aah. From the very start, Big Breeder had no intention of letting us escape from here. The reason he made this complex maze,

and have us run around and die many times looking for the exit // was simply to mock us.

I suffered a lot just to get to this exit // but I couldn't actually get out~ I mean

What the heck!!

So I waited for you. // I know you have to power to bring down those people.

..............

If it's you..

you can easily open it.

Go on.

A door that you can never pass.

If Big Breeder is Young Zahard's underling.. then if I use..

..this power, then perhaps..

Shinwonryu!!

....!! // It... o..pened!!

What, isn't that too easy!?

(I'm a bit disappointed.)

W..e..couldn't... open.. it.

I knew it..!!

This person is him!!

..It'..s open?

V-ssi..!!

Big Breeder-nim!!

(Where are you going!!)

(Aaaarrrgghhh!!)

(..........)

Big Breeder-nim!! It's an emergency!!

...?

Those guys in the quarantine area....!! The.. the exit..!!

They broke the exit and escaped!!

(What..!?)

This place..

It's outside the quarantine area!!

Finally..!! We finally succeeded in escaping, Batis-nim!!

...Y..eah..

Could you look at this? Rose.

I wrote the lyrics to that song I composed the other day.

It's not yet finished but..

This..

is a really beautiful song.

It's a song of praise!!

To the great Big Breeder-nim!!

Batis-nim?

.........

Let's go.

#Tower of God #translations #S2ch271

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Sonnet 34: A Rotten Prequel (Nick's P.O.V.)

Hello everyone! I hope you enjoyed the previous chapter… Now here’s the second one! Sorry if anything is ooc or inaccurate (especially the play scene that I’ll talk more about later). Please feel free to leave any comments or suggestions! It would help me a lot. This is the fun and silly chapter so enjoy!!

Chapter 1

CHAPTER 2

Soon enough, it was morning. The skies were clear and the birds were chirping; a great way to start the day. I got up and I was instantly greeted by our newest member. “Good morning, Mr. Bottom!”

“Morning, William. How was your sleep?” I asked, still trying wake myself up. “It was fine. Didn’t really get much sleep. I was too nervous for my first day in the troupe.” he confessed.

“You’ll do fine.” I reassured him, despite not being the best at advice. He seemed to take it though. Once Nigel woke up, we had a light breakfast and headed downstairs to the theatre.

After a couple of minutes, the rest of the troupe arrived. They all gathered around me as I passed a copy of the script to each member. Then, I cleared my throat so the troupe could settle down. It worked. I had their full attention.

“Hello everyone. I’m glad you could all make it today.” I said. “As you can see, we have a new member.” I added before pointing to Will who was standing beside me. All eyes turned to him. “He will be part of this production from now on, so I think it would best if he introduced himself.”

William took a deep breath. He flashed a confident smile and said, “Hello, fellow actors. I am William Shakespeare, but you may call me Will. I come all the way from Stratford-upon-Avon and I am now sixteen years old. It is an honor to be a part of your troupe and I cannot wait to begin rehearsing.”

The actors started whispering, mumbling and even nodding in approval. They took turns to shake Will’s hand as he grinned before joining their circle.

Once that was over, I began to assign roles. The play was in two weeks, and we had to get started. We were doing a little play that I wrote called, The Tale of Thomas and Celeste. The two main roles of Thomas and Celeste went to Will and troupe member Robin respectively. Both actors were thrilled to hear they got the leads.

Then, we started reading lines. Nigel sat on a chair to watch while playing with some of the props.

As expected, the entire troupe gaped in awe of William’s acting. Though, what I didn’t expect was how much they would admire him. It was only his first day yet it seemed like he’d been acting for years.

Everything was going well so far. At this rate, we would surely be ready to open in two weeks time.

We took a lunch break at around noon. Nigel joined us on stage to eat. He went up to Will and commended him on his first reading. The young actor smiled and told my brother it was nothing.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. “I’ll get it.” I said, leaving Nigel with Will before answering it.

I opened the door and in front of me was a man carrying a huge crate. “Delivery for the Bottoms.” he announced.

“That would be us.” I led the man inside.

“Please sign here.” he said, handing me a quill and a piece of parchment which I took and signed. The delivery man thanked me and left as I returned inside.

The rest of the troupe, on the other hand, noticed the big crate in front of me and began to gather around. “Our costumes are here!” someone shouted, causing everyone to crowd around the box.

Immediately, all the actors were passing and throwing their costumes around. It was like a marketplace! I had no control whatsoever. Whatever title of leader I possessed was ignored completely. I just stood there and hoped none of the costumes would get damaged.

Once everyone finally had their costumes, I let out a sigh of relief. The troupe settled down and started trying them on.

To my surprise, I spotted Will near the crate still searching for his. I approached him and said, “Is something wrong?”

“I can’t find mine.” he frowned.

Then it hit me. I forgot to let the tailor know that we had a new member! But, I couldn’t just tell him, “Hey, Will. I forgot to get you a costume because you didn’t exist before. Oops!”

I didn’t want him to feel bad. The poor guy had only been here one day. He needed a proper welcome. So instead, I turned to him and said, “Actually, your costume isn’t here right now.”

He raised a brow. I had to think of something and fast. Since the rest of the troupe obviously had no plans of continuing rehearsal any further, I decided to dismiss them. Then, I went back to Will and smiled, “Come on, William. We’re going shopping!”

“I want to come! Please!” Nigel exclaimed, tugging on my sleeve. I laughed, then carried the child.

“Wait. Shopping?” Will asked, confused.

“Yes. You heard me correctly.” I answered. “Since you’re new here, I thought it would be best to let you choose your own costume.”

William’s face lit up. He grinned widely and happily skipped upstairs to get his jacket. Nigel also hurried to our room to retrieve his satchel, while I reluctantly grabbed some of our theatre savings and got ready to leave.

We proceeded outside with Nigel on my back. The three of us strolled down the streets of London. It was a nice day. Last night’s storm seemed like it never happened. The weather was just perfect. Nigel even got off my shoulders to chase a butterfly. Will and I ran after him too until we eventually reached the store. It wasn’t too big, but there was still a lot to choose from.

“Hello, Mr. Bottom. How may I help you?” the store clerk greeted.

“We need a costume for this young man.” I said, gesturing to William who was beside me. The clerk brought us to the fitting room and offered various outfits.

William seemed to enjoy modeling and posing in front of us. Nigel enjoyed this immensely. So did I. Will came out with a different look each time. From a jester, King, peasant to even a witch, he certainly entertained us with all his goofing around. It had been a while since I let myself have fun for once. I was on all fours laughing when he came out with a donkey’s head. Our laughter was so loud, that we may have annoyed the clerk…

Finally, William chose a costume. It was a black Prince outfit with a matching crown. We spent nearly an hour joking around and it was unfortunate that we had to go. I paid the clerk and thanked him for his service.

However, before exiting the store, I spotted a collar on one of the shelves. It was made of white lace and it was very frilly. In fact, it was really quite silly. I never understood why most people chose to wear one…

The other two exited the door as I stayed behind for a while. I quickly purchased the collar and caught up to them outside. Nigel was now on Will’s back and they were still laughing about what happened earlier. I called out to them. They turned around and stopped to wait for me. “What took you so long, Mr. Bottom?” Will asked.

“I bought you a little something.” I replied, handing him the collar.

He laughed. “You didn’t have to buy me a… um… silly looking collar.”

“Exactly. This should remind you of all the silliness we had to go through just to find you a costume.” I grinned slyly.

Nigel put it on his neck and giggled. “It looks perfect!” he concluded.

“Yes it does.” I agreed, laughing slightly.

Will smiled. “Thank you, Mr. Bottom. This means a lot.” he said, stroking his new collar fondly.

“Seriously?” I frowned. “I just gave you a present… How many times do I have to tell you to call me Nick?” I rolled my eyes.

Will did the same. “Fine. Thank you, Nick. I’ll cherish it forever.” he smiled. I smiled back. With that, we headed home.

Will and I began to get along from then on. The next two weeks were tiring, but still fun. Will started to gain lots more confidence being in the troupe. Maybe it was all their admiration, or constant praises. Who knows? But all rehearsals went smoothly and Will was part of it all.

However, the day before opening night, I entered the theatre with the troupe in chaos. Everyone was either panicking or complaining to one another as I stood there, very confused. I could barely hear myself think. To settle this, I stepped on a stool and shouted, “QUIET!”

The room went silent.

“Thank you.” I said, relieved. “Now, can somebody please tell me what on earth is going on?”

Then, a member of the troupe stepped out of the crowd and said, “Nick, I’m afraid Robin is ill. And no one else can replace him. Nobody knows his lines.”

Great. Now what? Where are we going to find another actor? I thought to myself.

Suddenly, from behind me, as though he read my mind, I heard Nigel say, “Nick can do it!”

My eyes widened and darted to Will, who was just as shocked as me. “Wait. What?!” we both chorused.

“I said, Nick can do it! He wrote it, so he memorizes every line.” my brother repeated.

“B-but, I-”

“The play is tomorrow! We don’t have time to look for another actor.” another member pointed out.

I thought about it for a while. From the corner of my eye I could see Will. I could only imagine how uncomfortable he was with the situation at hand. I looked back at him, but he quickly turned the other away to avoid eye contact. The show had to go on, right?

“Alright, I’ll do it.” I groaned.

Everyone cheered.

“But,” I added as the cheering immediately stopped. “Only if it’s okay with Will.” I finished.

They all stared at William who now had to make a decision. After a few seconds he sighed in defeat and shrugged, “It’s fine with me.”

We both exchanged looks. What had we just gotten ourselves into? “Alright then. Let’s do this.” I said reluctantly to the troupe’s delight.

We first rehearsed the scene where Prince Thomas and Princess Celeste meet. The lights dimmed and the background set twinkled to represent the evening. William got into his costume, while I put on a curly blonde wig along with a periwinkle gown and some make up. I had played women in plays before, but this was all so sudden. And I was paired up with someone who I’d only known for two weeks. Sure, we were much closer than the rest of the troupe, but was that really the problem?

Nigel gave the signal, and both of us entered the stage to start rehearsing.

I bumped into Will after supposedly running from thieves.

“Madame, why art thou running?” he asked me in concern.

“Good sir, thieves desire to taketh my things. Will thou help me?” I asked in a high-pitched voice.

“Of course, fair….er….maiden. Follow me.” William offered, trying very hard not to break character. Then, he took me by the hand and we rushed off stage.

After the set changed, we entered the stage which was now the palace garden. “Thou may stayest with me o'er here in this sweet rose garden.” said William.

“What is thy name?” I asked him.

“Prince Thomas. And what is thine, fair lady?” he charmed, kissing my hand.

“Celeste. Princess Celeste.” I replied.

“Thou art more beautiful than all the stars in the sky.” he declared.

“Thou art too kind, sir.” I said, pretending to blush.

“Will thou give me the pleasure of a dance?” William asked, offering me his hand.

I froze.

“Sorry, what?” I said in disbelief.

“Will thou danceth with me?” he repeated, trying to keep the rehearsal going.

“N-No!” I refused, completely ignoring the girly-act.

“Nick! It’s part of the script, remember?” Nigel whispered loudly from the wings of the theatre.

I soon realized he was right. “Sorry… I just panicked a bit.” I apologized, scratching my head in embarrassment. What was wrong with me today? I never messed up that bad.

“It’s alright, Nick. Just continue when you’re ready.” my brother smiled encouragingly.

“Alright.” I said as I turned back to Will who was laughing. “Stop it.” I frowned.

“I hope you know how to dance.” he smirked.

“The question is, do you?” I smirked back.

We got into position and he repeated his line, “Will thou give me the pleasure of a dance?”

“Most certainly.” I answered with a slight grin.

I took his hand, curtsied and began to waltz around the stage. We spun, twirled and danced to the music. Luckily, no toes were stepped on. He was quite the dancer. Finally, the last note played and we stopped.

“That was most delightful.” I panted, grinning widely. Will smiled.

Then, to my complete and utter shock, he leaned in closer. And closer and closer until his face was only a breath away from mine. I could feel my face turning red.

A smile crept up his face as he softly whispered, “Indeed it w– Nick! Are you blushing?” Will pulled away incredulously.

I blinked several times to get myself back together. “N-no I’m n-not.” I stammered nervously.

“Yes, you are!” he teased.

I punched him lightly on the shoulder. “Whatever. I freaked out alright!” I defended. “Why didn’t anyone warn me?!” I asked.

“It’s in the script!” he snickered.

“No it wasn’t!” I argued.

“T-Technically, it was Nick.” Nigel pointed out.

“The lights were supposed to turn off the moment I said my line, but I guess some people,” said Will, glaring at those in charge of lighting, “thought it would be funny if I kissed you.” he explained.

“Thanks a lot…” I said sarcastically. Will laughed again for before ruffling my hair and walking away looking very pleased.

“Let’s take a break.” I sighed, still very shaken by the whole thing. The troupe agreed and began to disperse from the stage too.

After the break, the rest of the scenes went pretty well. That’s probably because this time, I actually re-read the script. I couldn’t understand why I had forgotten it all in the first place! No more surprises. Except for the final scene.

Will was lying on the floor, ‘stabbed’ by a jealous suitor, while I rushed to his aid. “Thomas!” I cried, kneeling beside him.

“My love, thou must leave. Thy safety is far more valuable.” he coughed hoarsely.

“I cannot. Thou will die.” I told him.

“I shall not die in thy heart. Spreadeth our love where it may live for eternity.” he smiled weakly.

“I will.” I promised.

“I love thee.” he said, before closing his eyes.

This was the time where I supposedly cried and kissed him on the forehead. So I bent down slowly and kissed his forehead lightly. Suddenly, Will woke up with a start. He stared at me in astonishment.

“Is that supposed to happen?” I asked in confusion.

“I-I didn’t think you’d actually k-kiss me!” he flustered, wiping his forehead with his sleeve. I laughed. So did Nigel. “Well, now you know how I feel.”

Will rolled his eyes and said, “Whatever. Let’s just end this rehearsal.” before lying back down to his original position.

Once he was ready he repeated, “I love thee” again and closed his eyes. I bent down once more and kissed his head then said, “I will always love thee,” before hugging him closely.

The curtain fell and the lights went out. The second the curtains touched the ground, Will and I separated instantly.

“We did it!” I cheered.

“That wasn’t even the final play…” he groaned.

“But we did it!” I grinned happily.

“Yeah… I guess we did.” he grinned back.

“We should really have backup actors.” I pointed out. “Actually, I think all theatres need them.”

Will nodded profoundly.

From out of the wings, Nigel ran towards us and wrapped us both in a big hug. “You two did great!” he exclaimed excitedly. “I mean Nick could’ve tried harder at first, but it was still great!”

“Thank you, Nigel.” we smiled.

“You did well today, Will.” I told him.

“You weren’t bad yourself.” he replied with a grin. “Not bad at all, Nick…. Or shall I say, Nicky.” he added, smirking.

“Nicky?” I raised a brow.

“Nicky the sweet fair maiden.” he laughed.

Nigel snickered too. I rolled my eyes. “Don’t ever call me that.” I frowned.

“Too late, Nicky. I think making you blush has just become one of my greatest achievements as an actor. Sorry!” he teased.

I sighed in defeat. There was nothing I could do about it, so I just let him be. I thanked the rest of the troupe as they all left the theatre. It was very late. Almost midnight actually.

I yawned. “We should probably head to bed… ” I told Nigel. But when I turned around, to my surprise, he was already asleep on Will’s lap.

“Oh.” I said.

“He just fell asleep immediately.” Will chuckled.

“Sorry ‘bout that.” I whispered.

“It’s not a problem at all.” he replied.

“Why don’t you stay at our place again? I’ll bring the sleeping bags and mattress down here. We can camp on the stage.” I shrugged.

“That would be wonderful.” he agreed.

I rushed upstairs and brought down the mattress and sleeping bags along with blankets and pillows. Carefully, we placed Nigel on the mattress and tucked him in. Then, Will and I got into a sleeping bag each and gazed up at the ceiling.

“Will?” I whispered.

“Yes?” he answered quietly.

“Thanks.”

“For what?”

“For being here. It has always just been me and Nigel. He’s all I’ve got. But now, at least I can count on someone else to take care of him when I’m not around.” I replied with a smile.

“Anytime, Nicky.” he smiled back.

That night, I fell asleep with a smile on my face, knowing I had found my best friend. I could tell this was the start of a new friendship. One that would last a lifetime…

NOTE: So a few notes… First, I clearly don’t have the best knowledge of Renaissance plays and the Renaissance period in general. If I were to use an actual Renaissance play, I wouldn’t be able to write the scenes well due to my limited context and background… So I made up a random little play (The Tale of Thomas and Celeste) to make up for that, but it probably isn’t all that historically accurate and stuff (especially the dialogue lol idek what I was doing anymore hehe). I hope it still made sense though! Besides, what matters is they had a show together and it was adorably hilarious :)

Which brings me to my next point: that entire part can be seen as romantic, platonic or whatever you want! It’s completely up to you. I personally read it as platonic with a bit of implied Bard Romance, and maybe even some intimidation, but that’s just my view! You can view it all sorts of ways…

Finally, before this gets way too long, thank you again for reaching the end of this chapter! There’s one more left to come so get ready for that. It’s the last chapter, but I’d love to hear your comments on this one! Tell me what you think, talk to me about my precious sons and don’t judge me too hard on the play part… I really tried T_T

Thanks for reading again!!

#HERES THE SECOND CHAPTER YAY #thank you for reading it and i really hope you like it so far!!#comments would be very much appreciated #sorry again if its inaccurate in any way… i tried T_T #something rotten!#nicky bottom #nigel bottom #will shakespeare #my rotten children #fanfic #my fanfic #my post

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