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itskeej · 1 month
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draw the vampire squad I need to see them noW
(fun fact I'm that one anon that asked for ur OC lore cuz I don't have toyhouse lmao I still don't)
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well. there they are. some info that i do got about each under the cut:
Victor
The eldest physically, but the youngest vampire.
Ex-priest. He's perpetually pissed off at Luciano for turning him, as he can no longer step foot inside of a church without it hurting him gravely.
Very bitter about the fact his soul was (probably) saved yet he still exists like this. The entire vampire bit is a struggle for him, to put it mildly...
He has totally prayed before a meal of blood only to accidentally bless it, essentially poisoning himself. He has never done it again since.
He is also the reason Luciano has his cross-shaped scar on his forehead! The first time they met, Victor freaked out and smacked him in the forehead with it. It was night time, dark, and his glowing eyes scared the shit out of Victor. It was the first thing he thought of—
Often tries to avoid hunting until the last possible second, right before his hunger-induced bloodlust kicks in. He hates being a vampire that deeply, so he puts it off as much as he can.
Somehow, he's the strongest vampire of the bunch, much to Jacyn's dismay. It feels like Victor has wasted potential. While the others get moody and a little more violent when starved, Victor turns into a whole other man entirely. You'd think that'd be enough convincing for him to keep himself fed on time, but apparently not...
Jacyn
The eldest vampire. He's been around the longest. It shows in his skin with how sickly it appears. Luciano likes to bug him about it.
Definitely let himself get turned thinking immortality would solve some problems of his (it did not). What problems? I've yet to work that one out.
Very much wants power. He's sort of "asserted" himself as the head of their dysfunctional house, it sporting his last name. None of them really care, so it wasn't much of a fight.
Believes humans to be beneath immortal beings. Their mortality places them a step below someone like him. This was not the belief he held before wanting to turn, though.
Much more violent than the other three solely due to not being afraid of getting his hands dirty. He likes to play to his natural strengths, and blood-drinkers... well, they have inhuman levels of natural strength.
Luciano
Second youngest vampire.
As probably very evident by now, he's quite the pest. He's always poking his nose into other people's business or making playful (or what he believes to be playful, at least) jabs at the others. He's quite fond of Victor, while Victor... it's complicated. He hates him, but he feels like he needs to get used to him being around.
Vain... his appearance physically is one of the most important things to him. Dirty his clothes and he'll kill you. Maybe even literally, depending on the garment. Arguably his biggest downfall—he's cried to Hellena about a torn cloak before, to paint a better picture.
Very care-free attitude. He's often out mingling with the night-life of their town.
He views humans like fodder, often referring to them as such and treating them the same way a human would speak about animals.
Drank the blood of someone on drugs once... never again. Not because he'd mind doing it again, but because none of the house knew how to handle a high vampire.
Hellena
Second eldest vampire and second eldest physically.
The easiest tolerated by Victor. The two of them will sometimes sit and talk.
LITERALLY THE MOST SANE IN THIS GODFORSAKEN HOUSE. Between Victor's constant self-loathing, Jacyn's desire for violence, and Luciano... being Luciano, she's so incredibly normal about things.
Drinks her blood though fancy cups! Instead of feeding all at once, she spaces it out. She just prefers it that way, hehe.
She's not sure what she's going to do with her eternity... it's depressing to her, the time she has set out before her. So, quietly, she's trying to find a sense of purpose, a personal journey that's been going on for many, many years.
Sometimes she feels like she's parenting the rest of them. It's exhausting... but, admittedly, humerous. If anything else, she's content to make sure the other three don't somehow manage to kill themselves.
Despite her appearance, she's not that worried about things like ruining her clothes. Possessions and the like are easily replaced and fixed.
Smokes cigarettes. Her lungs don't suffer. She used to as a human and that habit carried over.
As you can see, Victor is definitely the most fleshed out so far LMAO, he's the first one I made and the first I've done rp with among friends, so I've got more knowledge about him. u_u
The others, I'll have more detailed info for in time! >:)
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Dang, working on da hood and cloak took far too long actually-
Does anyone miss when Clumby was believed to be a Grumpinati Member? Yee, me too TwT But hey, it’s always fun to draw it again every once and a while hehe! Maybe the Grumpinati DOES exist! Either that or Wiggle is right; Snorpy has watched far too many movies-
Now we know she aint dat much of a bad guy- Still gotta love Garfield Grumpus regardless tho -w-
The sacrificial knife looks a bit like a mini-sword I know-
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quinttyz · 2 years
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the gang so far :0
WAIT LEMME EXPLAIN MY OC’S OUTFIT HAHAHAHA
Avarice the Two-Faced is a demiprince, a child of Sanguine and a mortal woman. Her mother was previously married to a controlling husband and when she broke away from him, she fell in love with life and the concept of Sanguine and his philosophy HAHA. When the two met at a party shit happened and then Avarice was yeeted into the world. UHHH Imma think more about why she was put into Skyrim specifically but I think I’m leaning more towards the idea of her having a falling out with her dad?? IDK YET HAHAHA!!
So when I was looking around for mods, I was into the idea of her looking like Raven from the og Teen Titans animated show :000 like she wears a hooded cloak and underneath is like uhhh a legless leotard but the closest thing i vibed with was this lingerie set from Divine Apachii Elegance store hee hee. I mean Sanguine is just wild as fuck and is into just some crazy sexual shit so I think it makes sense for Avarice to wear revealing clothing to reflect this idea ejfeoaejfb she is always seen with her hood and cloak on tho!!! she doesn’t really need it to keep herself warm but it’s better so mortals wouldn’t go batshit lmfao
anyways avarice always makes fun and flirts jokingly with kaidan and rumarin hehe but whenever the two (rumarin mostly) answers back with a witty answer she hides under her hood more bc she doesn’t want them to know she’s blushing hard bitch’s rule is literally ‘’ONLY I CAN FLIRT HERE NOT YOU’’
anyways im excited to draw for this new adventure hehe :DDD
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eurydia · 3 years
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for my generous bidder as part of @fandomtrumpshate ❤ they requested Din Djarin as Dr. Strange in front of the Rotunda of Gateways!
from left to right: Corvus, space, Arvala-7
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myouki · 3 years
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A Well-Crafted Celebration: Chapter 2
Have a long chapter~
Credits:
Goth: @nekophy
Palette: @angeutblogo
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Goth opened his sockets as the world formed around him; once everything had snapped into place, he reached his hand up to knock on his dad's office door. Reaper's voice called out from the other side to come in and the smaller skeleton pushed the door open without hesitation. The elder greeted him with a smile, "Hey kiddo, how'd it go?"
"Nothing too out of the ordinary," Goth reported, pulling the roll of parchment from his pocket to hand over, "One of the older humans got a little angry, but he was easier to talk to once I figured out he was mad because he mistook me for a kid working a dangerous job."
"Heh, I wish I coulda seen the look on his face when he realized how old ya actually are," Reaper chuckled as they accepted the list. "Speaking of age...," the skeleton set the paper aside and leaned over the desk, "Someone's a year older today."
"Eh?" Blinking in surprise, Goth's eye light glazed over as he mentally counted out the days... and realized it was his birthday today.
Reaper laughed, their sockets pinching in mirth, "You forgot, didn't you?"
He could hardly be blamed when it was at the beginning of the month; the day always snuck up on him! The smaller's cheeks puffed up in indignation, "You're one to talk! You never remember holidays; I bet mom had to remind you!"
"Guilty as charged," the god shrugged, quirking their socket, "though I'm surprised ya didn't realize it until now; I would've thought Palette'd be banging down your door wishing ya happy birthday first thing this morning."
Goth's mood sank along with his gaze as he explained, "Palette wasn't home when I woke up this morning; he left a note saying he went out to get something."
"Ah, sounds like he's getting something together; I should go ahead and give ya this so ya can be on your way, then," Reaper leaned over to reach behind their desk and Goth's curiosity had him on his tiptoes to see past the metal surface; his socket widened as a brightly colored box was revealed and handed over with the prompt, "Go ahead and open it."
Goth eagerly reached for the box, sliding his finger across the taped underside to quickly remove the paper and ribbon covering his present. The wrappings fell away and he read the text on the box with an air of wonder, "Starry sky... rotating LED projector..."
"Your mom reminded me earlier this week and this is what we decided on after some brainstorming," looking up from the box, Goth noticed a hint of apprehension in his dad's expression, "... ya like it?"
Setting the box on the floor, Goth dispelled that uncertainty by running around the desk and throwing himself into Reaper's lap for a hug, "It's perfect, thank you so much!"
A pair of arms wrapped around him as the older skeleton laughed, "Guess that gift put you over the moon."
Goth snickered into the elder's cloak, "Yeah, it's out of this world."
Reaper barked out a laugh, nudging him to release him from the hug, "As fun as this is, I shouldn't keep ya any longer; I still have plenty of papers to get through and I'm sure there's a certain someone who's waiting with a surprise of his own."
Crawling out of his dad's lap, Goth retrieved his gift and smiled, "Thanks again; I'll make sure to call mom later, too."
"Sounds like a plan. Have fun kiddo," Reaper waved, his visage dissolving as Goth teleported back to the front of the apartment complex... where black smoke was drifting through his apartment's cracked window.
Goth's soul lept into his throat as he dashed up the stairs and threw open the front door, quickly identifying the kitchen as the source as the fire alarm in the living room shrieked to life. Tossing his gift onto the couch and making a detour to the closet where the fire extinguisher was kept, he rushed back into the kitchen as another door opened farther down the hall and a voice yelled, "Oh stars!"
Ignoring the exclamation and homing in on the stove, Goth hastily turned everything off and grabbed a dishtowel to wrench the oven door open; a cloud of acrid smoke and heat rushed out at him to join the smoke coming from the pots on the burners as he stepped back, aimed the nozzle of the fire extinguisher at the center of the opening, and pressed the trigger.
Palette rounded the corner and shouted, "Goth?!"
"Open the windows!" the smaller skeleton yelled back, sweeping the nozzle back and forth to cover the oven in its entirety. Footsteps raced around the house to follow his instructions and within a minute, the fire alarm fell silent.
"That was a surprise, all right...," Goth muttered, leaning back against the counter and wiping his face with his sleeve. He tilted his skull to get a good look at the pan of charred and soggy... something within the oven; it looked like a Cornish Hen, but he couldn't be sure. The pots on the stove looked to be the remnants of blackened green beans and potatoes.
"I'm so sorry...," Palette was standing in the doorway with a broom in-hand looking ashamed, "I wanted to surprise you with dinner and a cake; I already finished the cake so it could cool down in the fridge, but I guess I forgot to set the timer for the main course and got distracted."
"It's fine; I was more worried something happened to you," the smaller said, glancing around the kitchen, "It doesn't look like there was any damage to the kitchen either, so all's well that ends well."
Palette walked past Goth to pull the inedible mess from the oven, his voice heavy with disappointment, "It's going to take forever to buy another mini chicken, get everything cleaned, and cook it all again."
In an effort to lighten the mood, Goth offered, "Maybe we can make something else instead? We should still have the ingredients for spaghetti carbonara; that shouldn't take very long-"
"That sounds great!" Palette cheered, sweeping Goth into a hug and spinning him around the kitchen, only stopping to say, "Wait... how do I make that?"
Goth laughed as he was set down, "I know how to make it; we can do it together."
"Are you sure?" the taller inquired, "You do most of the cooking and today's supposed to be your day, plus you just got home from work."
"I'm sure," Goth smiled at his roommate's thoughtfulness, "it'll be more fun to make it together and it'll go faster, too."
Accepting the explanation, Palette "Okay then, I'll get the stove cleaned up while you pull out what we need?"
With the tasks doled out, the pair got to work; by the time everything was set out on the counter, the stovetop and oven were wiped down and the baking racks were drying on one side of the sink. Fifteen minutes of cooking and chatter later, they were both carrying plates out to the living room.
"What's this?" Palette asked, setting down his plate to pick up the box on the couch.
"My gift from mom and dad; it's a star projector," Goth explained, perking up in excitement, "Hold on, I can set it up and show you!"
Opening the box and finding an outlet, he set the globe on the table and flipped the switch. Palette looked at the sparkles on the ceiling in mild confusion until Goth turned off the overhead light and the room was showered in a blanket of glittering lights.
He stared at the ceiling for a few seconds as Palette softly murmur, "Woah..."
Joining them by the couch, Goth pulled the skeleton into a sitting position and picked their plates up from the table, handing theirs over with a chuckle, "You'll catch flies like that."
Palette snapped their mouth shut and took the plate with a sheepish smile, reaching for their fork to dig in. Dinner consisted mostly of Goth talking about his day when his roommate refused to divulge anything involving their activities. The taller monster finished first, rushing into the kitchen with their plate, down the hallway leading to the bedrooms, and back into the kitchen with a small gift bag.
Light from the fridge illuminated the doorway to the kitchen followed by a click and a smaller light source appearing; it got closer until Palette appeared in the doorway with a small cake covered in candles, a pair of plates and forks, a small knife, and a bag dangling from his wrist. The skeleton began singing, cracking a bit when hitting the high notes as they carried the cake over to the table, but Goth was more taken in by the cake. The cake had detailed icing drawings of monarch butterflies resting on clusters of leaves, right down to the small specks of white lining the tips of the wings; the lights from the projector dancing across the cake gave off the illusion of movement as it was set down.
The song ended and Goth blew out the candles, Palette readied the knife to cut him a slice as the smaller lamented, "I almost feel bad about cutting into it; this must've taken hours to decorate."
"Cakes are made to be enjoyed," Palette countered, plating the slice with a butterfly on it and handing it over, "besides, I had fun decorating it." Goth hummed as he consumed the first bite, enjoying the sweetness of the frosting and fluffy texture of the cake. "Hehe, you look like a kitten with a bowl of cream," his companion laughed, digging into the corner of his own slice with their fork.
Goth pouted at the comment, stabbing into the cake and popping the large piece into his mouth in defiance; Palette burst out laughing, which eventually spread to the smaller until he almost choked. Afterward, the pair settled and went back to enjoying their food around small talk. The clatter of forks hitting empty plates heralded Palette presenting the bag they had been toting around earlier with a wide grin, "Happy Birthday, Goth!"
Taking the bag, he parted the tissue paper to find something silver peeking out; reaching his hands in to feel cool metal, he pulled out what he initially assumed was a metal figure... but changed his assessment when colored glass became visible. Goth's sockets widened as he pulled out a pair of intricate stained glass monarch butterflies attacked to a thin metal vine. "It's beautiful...," he breathed, holding the piece from the top of the vine.
"I'm glad you like it; it took a solid week to get all the details just right," Palette sighed in relief, "I'm glad I remembered about the food coloring for the cake this morning."
He supposed he shouldn't be surprised that Palette made the present, but he was still amazed at their skill nonetheless. Gently clutching the butterflies to his chest, he made sure to show his appreciation, "I love it, thank you! This would be perfect on my bedroom window; I'll need to get something so I can hang it."
"Oh, there should be some string and a suction cup in the bag to do that," Palette cheerfully informed him. Goth rifled through the bag at the prompt; sure enough, the items were at the bottom.
Looping the string around the curled top of the metallic vine and threading it through the hole in the suction cup, Goth dashed to his room to hang his gift. Entering his room, the moonlight filtering through the window gave him enough light to find a good spot for the butterflies.
Stepping back to admire the art piece, he smiled at the colorful reflection it created on the floor. "I hope I was able to make up for not being able to wish you happy birthday this morning," Palette murmured behind him.
Goth spun around, jumping into Palette to hug him; he was easily caught by the taller skeleton, enjoying the arms wrapped around him as he murmured, "You've more than made up for it; I can't imagine a better birthday."
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crypticalwitch · 4 years
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A Halloween night! Bloody Code Au (Part 1)
Ok, this is crossposted (i really hope im using it right) to my wattpad, but there its a songfic to Victorious by Panic! at the Disco, but i removed that here, because i liked it alot. also this is a cliff hanger that i will update to add the link to the second one later. Also some bad language, booze and blood and vomit. not graphic or anything, just wanted to mention! 
Part 1/ Part 2
Grian smiled. Halloween was always one of his favorite holidays, since it was excuse to cause trouble, and a halloween party at a night club was definitely going to be fun. The costume He and Scar chose was also very fun. While most might have just bought something, they had two advantages over everyone else, 1) Demise ment they had the best ghost costumes, with little to no make up, only using it to bright colour to scar tissue, which is why the pair were grayscale while walking down the road, and 2)Vex and Fairy, enough said.
And so Grian and Scar walked down the road toward the club. Grian had brought his vex mask, while Scar had made sure to have small stash of regen potions incase someone over did it on the drinks.
“SCAR GRIAN!” Rens familiar voice called out from down the road. Grian began to run closer, Scar on his heels. 
“HI REN!” Grian yelled. Ren was dressed up a stereotypical wolf man, though he only had the wolf ears,tail and clawed gloves. 
“Ready Scar?” Ren asked, jumping up and down slightly.
“You know it!” Scar smiled, “Cub already inside right?”
“Yup!” Ren cocked his head to the side. “What are you guys dressed up as?”
Grian smirked.
“Were Dead!” Scar giggled
“OH!” ren seemed to notice the grey skin, the X-ed out eyes, and the scars. The outline of grains skeleton was highlighted, and scars lips and hands were a pale yellow-green.
“Well, lets go!” grian said, his impatience beginning to show.
“Yeah!” Ren smiled and began to pull the pair to the entrance.
The club was bright, loud, and chaotic, in a very different way than Hermitcraft, and Scar wasn’t sure how to feel about it. Grian seemed to enjoy the loud music and immediately went off to the dance floor after seeing Iskall, who was dressed up as a mad scientist. 
Scar met up with cub, who was dressed up as a vampire, and got a comfortable seat close enough to the bar and the dancefloor, but wasn’t two crazy.
Things were fine at first. None of the group really drank too hard, and Scar even went out to dance with grian for a while. And then the coughing started.
It was only a small cough at first, occasional and something he could ignore. And then he coughed something up. A very familiar taste, the taste that ended his Demise run. He grabbed a napkin and spit it out, the pale yellow color staining the paper.
Grian was in a similar boat. The scars from the blast always itched slightly, even when he was alive, but at some point in the night, the scars began to inch and ache like crazy. It wasn’t until he rubbed one of the markings and his hand came away bloody that he realise something might be wrong.
Scar ended up in the bathroom, Grian at his side, Coughing and retching up poison and blood while Grian slowly dripped blood from his arms and legs.
“Feeling better?” Grian asked, rubbing his boyfriends back.
“A little.” Scar smiled, pulling back from the toilet “has the bleeding slowed any?”
“Yeah, its done I think.” Grian giggled, “Could you imagine if someone saw us?”
“In the same bathroom stall? Or coughing up blood and poison?”
“Yes.”
“Grian that makes no sense!” Scar laughed, 
“Ready to head back out?” Grian smiled, wiping the blood from his hands off on toilet paper.
“Yeah,” Scar smiled. “I think so!”
Grian and Scar slid out of the stall, right into a very confused Ren standing in the doorway.
“REN!” Grian blushed
“Uuhhh how long have you been standing there?” Scar asked, blushing under the grey.
“Long enough to know you two were in the same stall, but not long enough to know why!” Ren said, followed by an awkward laugh.  
“Really nothings happening.” grian began to spitball. “Its all fine. Nothings happening. Everything's FINE.” Scar facepalmed.
“We’ll explain later.” Scar smiled, “But not right now.”
“I guess thats fair my dudes.” ren smiled.
“Im just gonna,leave.” Grian carefully moved past ren, and entered back onto the dance floor.
Grian almost didn't notice the man dressed up as the grim reaper among the sea of costumes, but the reaper certainly noticed him. When grian got a drink, the man watched from a corner of the dance floor. When grian joined up with iskall on the Dancefloor, the man watched from the corner of grian’s eye.
“YOU!” he shouted, his voice gravely, as if he had been decomposing.
“Me?” Grian felt his face go warm.
The man stepped closer, and drew a scythe from his long tattered cloak. He growled, “You…”
Grian was finally able to get a good look at him. 
“Grimdog?” grains stomach flip flopped over and over again.
“Hehe” He nervously chuckled as the reaper apoached, flipping the sythe expertly around, so that the point was up, and placed it to Grian’s neck. “No hard feelings, remember ol’ buddy?”
The reaper growled.
Grimdog removed the point from Grian throat, before giving it a hefty swing into grian’s torso area. Grian lept back, the bone blade only landing a light scratch across Grian’s chest.
“Ok, got it, hard feelings.” grian joked, before pulling his mask off its chain. “If its a fight you want Grimdog,” Grian smiled, placing the mask on his face. “Then its a fight you’ll get.” Grian shouted voice took on an echoy quality,like many hims speaking at once.
Across the club, Scar, Cub, Iskall and Ren hear this, though only one recognised Grian’s voice.
“Oh no…” Scar murmured into his drink, non alcoholic as usual.
“Has someone already started a fight?” Iskall swirled his glass while he leaned back in his chair.
“Sounds like it.” cub smiled, slightly buzzed, “Wonder whats it over.”
“Somthin dumb probably.” Ren said. “Scar are you ok? You look nervous.”
 “IIIIIII, recognise that voice…” Scar said, nervously drawing out his words. “And if im right….”
“...WE should probably leave the building.”
“What?” Iskall sat up in his seat properly. “Why?”
“Cause if he’s any sort of involved with a fight…” Scar blushed as Grian-vex cackled along with the clang of bone and metal. People began to rush towards the exits “Shits about to hit the fan.”
The table stared for a moment, suddenly serious. 
“Welp.” Cub stood up,  putting on his cheep vampire cape, “Scar swore, The sky is Green, Grass is blue, and i'm getting the hell out of dodge.”
“Ditto.”
“Right behind ya.”
The four only got a few blocks down the road when the sound of bricks exploding echoed through the streets.
“SCATTER!” Scar screamed, Cub and Iskall began running down alleys as Ren and Scar continued running the main streets.
“OH COME ON GRIM!” the voice laughed. “I thought you’d be better at using that thing!”
“really?” scar muttered, “taunt the reaper huh?”
“Is this guy really brave or really stupid?”
Scar rolled his eyes. “Both.”
“Oof”
The fight had made it to the pair, and scar pulled ren into an alleyway. Giving ren the first view of this mysterious man.
The man’s skin was a pale grey-blue color. His dark hair had many curls were supernaturally sharp, a look that didn't sit right with Ren. His eyes and mouth didn't help. Both were glowing white-blue, his eyes eerily pupiless and his mouth filled with sharp teeth, pulled into a frustrated and menacing smile. Behind him, a pair of white wings glowed, and in his hand, a loosely held an axe.
The Reaper, if he even was human, was worse though. His eyes were pitch black, and everything about was salow and decayed, like he had just risen from the grave. He was covered with a swirling cloak, and carried a large scythe that appeared to be the jaw bone of some large animal.
Ren looked up at Scar. Scar watched the battle with an nervous air. The pair were stuck. Ren didn’t know who to hope for. The Reaper with the Scythe or the Spirit with an Axe.
“I-swear-if-i-die-dressed-as-the-world-most-effort-put-into-bad-halloween-costume-i'm-going-to-haunt-someone.” he whispered, semi-serious.
The reaper and Spirt help up their weapons and charged at each other.
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Fight for Love
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Sett x Fem! reader
part 2
*warning small fight with small violence*
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After closing the deal between you and the yordle, he led you to where the fight is.
While walking your friend turned to you and said.
"You know you don't exactly have to fight, we can find another ways that don't involve you fighting to buy supplies ya know." They said a worried tone laced in their voice.
"Don't worry buddy I got this and I want to fight anyway it's been a long time since I get to punch someone in the face, Ezreal's face was too soft anyway." You said re-assuring them.
"Ok but you have to promise me that you won't get hurt to much." They said knowing it's gonna be hard convincing you to change your mind.
"Don't worry I won't." You lied knowing Pit fights doesn't always end well.
Walking around the busy streets of Noxus hearing the loud voices of vendors yelling their merchandise, a couple of beggars here and there but a few alleys past by you started seeing more people looking shady, wearing cloaks or heavy metal/leather clothes with weapons in their person if you look close enough.
Suddenly you came across a large clearing with a large wall in the center with a gigantic metal gate as the entrance that was heavily guarded by two armored man holding Large axes instead of spears back in Demacia.
Kled turned to the both of you and said to wait while he talks to the guards.
You both comply and watch him as he started screaming his ass off to their faces your friend continued to look at him while you look around, you can see people looking at Kled and whispered to each other.
'he must be famous or something.' you thought.
Looking at the wall you can faintly hear over the wall screams and cheers, it made you so curious to know what's happening inside that you closed your eyes and opened your secret sense.
your ears followed the sound, disregarding Kled scratchy voice, the guards grumbling and the people around you and continued through a small crack on the metal gate.
From what you can hear your mind traced images of people shouting inside and heard clashing of metals that caught your interest as figures who looked like they were fighting was draw in your mind.
You had this ability ever since you were a toddler you called it Visions you mostly used this when you find yourself in a pickle or when you get chased by Demacian Soldiers, (friend's name) said that it wasn't magic they said you were using echo-location or something like following sounds and all that.
Opening you eyes you smiled feeling excited to what's to come, (friend's name) turned to you.
"So what did you saw?." They ask.
"Alot of fighting, maybe blood and also more fighting." you smirk at them.
"Yeah you're in your element alright." they deadpanned at you before shaking their head.
"Hey girly the fights inside! Let's go." you hear Kled scream at you and you see the Metal gate raising up behind it was a long pathway leading inside.
"We're coming!." (Friend's name) screamed back getting a bit irritated.
the two of you walk towards him and proceed to enter not minding the stares of the two guards give to you.
After entering the Metal gate slam down making the torches on the wall the only light source, walking for a few seconds you see a small entrance with a light shining through it and you can also hear the shouts of the people getting louder and louder as you near the entrance.
Passing through it the light blinded you for a moment before you eyes gotten used to it was the moment your eyes widen and your mind gathering everything.
It was a large arena with alot of people sitting or standing on the stands screaming and cheering with their might towards the platform in the center.
You see two large build man fighting against each other with their sword and axe clash together, you can also hear the grunts thanks to your hearing.
"Well that's a bit violent." your friend mumbled.
"That's the point dum-dum." you answered.
After a bit Kled ordered you to stay at the stands before leaving the two of you disappearing somewhere with Skaarl.
watching as the two men fight before suddenly the baldman with an axe bash his head on his opponent making them lose their composition using that chance he kick them in the stomach making his enemy lay on his back as he didn't hesitate to put his axe in their shoulder.
You can hear the man's screams of pain but it was easily cover up by the people's screams of glee around you as if violence was a common entertainment for them.
"Well that's something, they allowed weapons now, nice." you commented.
"Seriously?." (Friend's names) remarked at you but seeing your face emotionless they didn't add more and leave you be.
"LADIES AND GENTELMAN YOUR WINNER!! AGUL THE SLAYER!!!." a man on a more smaller platform on the side of the stands shouted on the top of his lungs announcing the Victor of the fight.
"DO YOU WANT MORE!!!!." he screams with his arms opened as people chanted 'MORE' or 'YES'. While Agul the 'slayer' motioned the people to yell more too while the poor man who lose got drag to another entrance from to opposite side from where we came in.
"NOW WHO WANTS TO CHALLENGE THE GREAT A- huh?." The man who you believe is the host was pulled down by someone as the waist height wall covered the person, the two spoke in hushed tone well to you it was but for the others they didn't hear anything.
"Huh!? You sure-?." But he was cut off by a scratchy voice.
"YES NOW SHUT IT BOY!." the voice you guess was Kled and you also recognize the hat popping out on top of the wall.
"ok you got it a deal." he stood up straighten his clothes and you see Kled rose up with the help of Skaarl and see him wave to you.
"What was that?." (Friend's name) ask confused by the sudden commotion.
"Kled happened." you blunty said still looking at the one eyed yordle with your left eye brow raised.
"Oh".
"LADIES AND GENTLEMAN LOOKS LIKE WE HAVE ARE OWN VERY FIRST VOLUNTEER OF THE DAY THAT IS ALSO PERSONALLY SUGGEST BY KLED THE CANTANKEROUS CAVALIER." He announce before continuing.
"(Y/N)!!!!." He finishes dramatically.
people murmured around you looking for the person named (Y/N).
sighing in irritation before standing up and going down a few stairs before jumping to stand on top the wall that seperates the battle ground and the stands where people can watch in a safe distance.
You raise your hand looking bored as you show yourself to the people, you can hear them talking about how your gonna lose or wondered if you can actually fight but you didn't care you were used to people trash talking to you anyway.
"OH! A LADY HOW EXCITING LET'S SEE WHAT YOU GOT!! PLEASE ENTER THE BATTLE AREA AND SHOW US A GOOD FIGHT!!." he scream more along with the people.
you scoff and said to yourself.
"Oh I'll give you the show you'll never forget." you smiled before jumping down and landing on the ground with no problem before walking calmly to the cement covered sand where Agul stands menacingly.
"Hehe your think you can beat me little girl? why don't you just run away and play somewhere else you don't have a chance in this fight". He taunt you as people chant his name and not yours but you know your friend is rooting for you.
"Oh I don't 'think' I can beat you." you smiled at him while he laughs at you as his pride grew more.
"Cuz I 'know' I can beat you ,now let's cut this sweet talk and fight I'm getting a bit bored." you finished with a fake yawn.
He glares at you and grips his axe before throwing it aside.
"I'll make it fair for you then." he smirks.
"Oh! What a gentleman!." You giggle before frowning.
"but you might wanna need it." you said.
He growl before running towards you his large feet stomping the ground feeling it shake under your bare feet.
"This is gonna be fun" you smirk.
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EDITED: 01/18/20 I found some typo and fix them a bit srry.
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【Aaravos liveblogs The Dragon Prince】Season 1, Episode 1
(Note from the mun: Probably best experienced by reading it while watching the episode yourself? Unless you have great memory of the episode’s details, I assume. I didn’t flesh out the descriptions of the individual scenes because the following text alone took me more than three hours and is 12 pages in Word already. Sadly, I forgot to add time stamps. I might edit them in later if I have the time but I hope that it’ll be possible to follow the script without them for now.
With that said, have fun!)
 *The Intro plays. Magical birds are flying over the waves of an ocean.*
Oh, oh my stars… I’m getting a lump in my throat right off the bat…I can watch Xadia everyday thanks to my arcanum’s ability to see into the beyond. Yet, this feels…different. How long has it been since I’ve walked freely in its wonderful landscape, felt the soothing breeze of the Xadian s-
WHAT THE! HOLY SHOOTING STAR! THAT IS MY VOICE. I – what
*His brain enters a state of frantic confusion.*
????!!!???!! This…this is so surreal. Forgive me but I’m – as you people say – absolutely losing it.
….
 ……………
That is- I just can’t believe it.
That Is Me! I’m in the Netflix. My voice is actually, really, in the Netflix!!
*He burries his hands in his hair with excitement. His initial fear is forgotten.*
 [“…rich in magic and wonder.”]
No offense, but I sound GOOD. I mean, technically I know that. But hearing myself like this is so different from hearing my voice from my own perspective.
*He squeals in anticipation.* This is so awesome.
Oh, the music is so sweet…
That dragon is…well, I guess I can try to ignore him…
…Why is he in every shot? Do we really need him to explain the arcanums? He’s not that great. Believe me.
Ok, the flight effect is really spectacular. I have to admit that.
Still, stupid dragon.
[“…a human mage…”]
OHHHHH I remember that one *he growls*
[“…discovered new magic…”]
Yeah, I bet you “discovered” it. I wonder how you “discovered” it. I’d really like to know. You gotta enlighten me about that “discovery” of yours.
In loving memory of those poor birds.
OH! OH! OH MY STARS! There I am!! It’s me!!! Hey, I actually look decent for a change. Sigh, I miss my old wardrobe. That scarf was my favourite. So silky and soft.
Also, not to brag, but my hair? Nice.
Sigh, poor humans. It breaks my heart everytime I think of the split…
Still forever impressed that they managed to draw an actual lava line through all of Xadia.
That’s some true dedication to the cause of hating each other. But I guess if it fuels your ambitions…who am I to judge…you idiots…
Oh, Thunder…my cherished…friend…
[“But in the eve of last Winter’s Turn…”]
*He inhales sharply*
Oh…this is where the future begins…I have yet to experience what is about to be shown…
Unspeakable dark magic? *He rubs his temples, visibly annoyed.* Yeah, I already have an idea what that might have been.
You idiots. All of you. Dragons, elves, humans, all idiots!
I’m really carrying myself with a lot of grace in this narration. Good job, future me! I can assure you, that is probably not what I have felt on the inside.
Welps, guess there goes your family tree, Thunder. My condolences.
[“Now the world stands on the edge of all-out war.”]
I’m pretty sure I smashed my head on the table after that line. Again?! AGAIN?! HAVE YOU NOT LEARNED ANYTHING? You incredible fools?!! You like this, don’t you? This is fun for you, there’s no other explanation. Why else would you imbeciles continue to fight each other like little, immature, bratty kindergarden children.
It’s –ARGHASFADADSF
The worst part is – I knew all of this from the very beginning. Why did I – why do I even bother with helping you…
*He takes a deep breath.*
Calm down, calm doooown… *he hums*
Anger is not good for your soul. You’ll just get bitter and start to come up with horrible revenge fantasies. It’s not worth it. Remember that. Caaaaalm…..
……..
Ok. I’m feeling better.
Let’s continue.
Is-is that boy drooling on his glow toad? Poor thing…but that begs the question, why does he let it sleep in his bed in the first place. I would not recommend that…at all. *He shudders.*
Oh, that’s a very impressive drawing of a drag-………..marshmallow monster? Really?...well, I guess, that’s…human imagination…very…cute.
Yeah no, I don’t think the glow toad was scared…
Oh my, that poor guard is dead. So many moonshadow elves? Not a chance.
Aaaaand, of course he trips.
I’m about to eat my cloak. She let him go.
You might as well turn yourself in as voluntary dragon breakfast now.
HHHHeeey!! What’s that greasy dude doing in front of my mirror?
Don’t touch it! I hate it when there are grease spots on the glass.
Well, I guess those humans successfully raided Thunder’s lair. At least I’ll have more sunshine now.
Heyheyhey, I said don’t touch it!
It’s not like you could understand any of those runes anyways.
What? He is the High Mage? I have foreseen that the High Mage of Katolis will be important to me. But I expected something…else.
Can I never be lucky? Is that what I get for being so kind, so gracious, so willing to sacrifice myself to help you all? Couldn’t fate be nice to me for a change?
Sigh, guess that’s what I have to work with now.
This better not be too tiring…
I mean, he slew Thunder. That’s something. I guess…
Noooo, don’t cover the mirror. My sunshine, remember? At least let me have that. I’ve only seen cave walls for the last couple of centuries. I’d love to have a little change of scene.
Damn.
*Harrow rising*
“I woke up like this.”
With perfect hair and perfectly dressed. Ah yes, very realistic. Just like me, every morning. (I’ll never tell you if that’s sarcasm or not.)
Oh yes, execute him!
Ok, sorry, I guess that came out a little too excited…*cough*
That bird’s nice.
That bird’s name is…well, I guess it’s a name.
He’s surprisingly calm considering he and his whole crew are about to be violently murdered by moonshadow assassins.
That’s some startouch-level coolness.
Impressive.
[“…we must find them today…”]
Yeaaaah, good luck with that…
Moonshadow elves are always so dramatic when it comes to their acrobatics.
Yeees, you’re very cool. A real ninja. Here, have a pat on the back. Now go back and play with the others.
Please don’t tell me you think veteran moonshadow assassins can’t tell the difference between blood and moonberry juice…
Aaaand, you think they can’t. *He slaps his forehead.*
I’m foresing that a great assassin career lies ahead of you. Yes, really.
*Cough* Wh-who is this very good looking fella, holy shooting star…
I mean.
Who is this?
He looks important. Like an important elf. Probably their leader.
Yes, that must be it. I just deduced that. I’m very smart.
*The coughing intensifies.*
*He sees the necklace.*
Nooooooooo, he is betrothed.
Whyyyyyyy fate. Won’t you let me have anything?
Did…did he just fall for the moonberry trick?
You’re very beautiful but forgive me, that was very dumb.
This face…my stars…
……………………..
 ………………….
………..What on earth is going on with me? Focus you dumb, old startouch elf.
It’s not like you to be so easily impressed with others. There’s absolutely no reason for that.
He’s just a boring, average moonshadow elf.
Whatever those weird, inexplicable, mushy feelings in your stomach are, we are done with those.
No more silly touchy-feely emotions.
Ok, let’s get back on track.
Ha, see, you have no power over me, you ridiculously pretty moonshadow elf!
Glad we sorted that out.
Yeah, he can see that.
That human village looks pretty sweet actually.
I wonder if they sell bread.
I’d love to have some bread now.
Wait, what?
Ah, jelly tarts. I remember those. Never liked them. Not enough chocolate. How can they make pastry. Without chocolate. I will never understand.
Those are…some impressive lashes.
Apparently modern day humans in Katolis like to put make-up on their pets?
Isn’t that animal cruelty? Is nobody concerned?
That toad is definitely smarter when it comes to this whole jelly tart stealing business…
It’s a bit sad to watch.
Well, at least it helped the human kid out.
Enjoy your tarts. Your sad, little, chocolate-less tarts…
Ah, that knight looks like a very smart person.
  Not.
He seems as enthusiastic about teaching the artist boy as I am about working together with the greasy wizard.
I relate to you, not very smart but at least good-at-your-trade knight.
Geez, this sword fighting lesson is a tragedy.
I’ve read startouch law books that were more uplifting.
Love amongst the dragons? Sigh, really? Such an overrated book. Too many dragons.
Ok ok, the love story part is kind of cute.
I guess.
Not that I would know.
As I have never read it.
I want to take a moment to thank the universe for not having siblings.
I mean, 300 years is nothing. So she’s kinda right? It’s pretty new?
*Slaps his face*
No you can’t do it now. That was a bad idea.
You’re noticing that yourself, aren’t you?
Is this how you humans court each other?.............
That explains….a lot….
Oh? What? He didn’t really stab you? You don’t say. I thought you were dead for real. What a shocking twist of events.
Hehe, pushing around those little figures was always the best part of any political meeting.
This conversation is off to a rocky start. Don’t do your children dirty like that.
You are evidently muddying the mood of your kids.
We have visitors from Xadia…unwanted visitors…look at mee…I’m the human mage…I’m so important…with my condescending voice…I’m so powerfuuuuul…for I am the human mage…
I feel the sudden urge to throw myself from the highest bookshelf in my library.
Yes. Yes, I think you’re an idiot, Soren.
[“…You’re saying they’ll kill the king?”]
Yeah right. As if Callum could have heard that down there in the courtyard.
He has human ears, not elf ears. *wiggles them in annoyance without noticing*
[“…’unstoppable: is just another kind of ‘stoppable’.”]
That’s…not…what?
My head hurts.
Is this the future of dark magic in Katolis?
I’m very concerned now.
14 and three quarters?
……………………………
This kingdom doesn’t need any enemies. It’ll take itself down all on its own.
[“Think fast.”]
As fast as you, three-quarter-boy?
Ah yes, the moonshadow elves. Their leader is talking. He sounds very distressed.
I mean. They murdered the dragon. I understand. I would be very distressed, too.
Uh-oh, no, please don’t bind your lives to-
Sigh……………moonshadow elves are so, so very dramatic. It’s painful.
Really annoying a thousand years ago, still really annoying today.
Yes, life is precious. Very good, very well observed. So why do you idiots throw it away with stupid binding curses like that? Your assassin career would be just fine without your silly, theatrical honour codes, that you cling to in order to give your life a deeper meaning but that are ultimately very useless and very dumb.
You really had to flex your arm like that just to illustrate the binding of the ribbon, didn’t you, moonshadow leader? That was totally necessary. Sure.
Ah….Runaan…that is…a nice name.
Which I just assessed factually, neutrally, in a very matter-of-fact manner.
I just noticed. Nothing more.
[“What if they know we’re coming?”]
That’s the face of somebody who messed up big time.
[“No, I don’t want a stupid jelly tart!”]
Ah, yes. Finally somebody who gets it!
Ok, I have to admit…I feel for them though… Poor children.
[“…closet full of moon sweaters.”]
*Bursts into laughter*
Closet full of moon sweaters!! That’s-OHHHH Curses! *he growls*
You got me there. Shame on me. Won’t happen a second time. I promise you that!
Flopflopflopflopflop
You know…the sound of the moon moth’s wings…right?
Yesssss, dramatic horse chase. Follow the moon sweater moth!
Well, guess he just…broke off that engagement.
Ohhhh, pretty sparkles!!
See? We’re perfect for each other.
He likes sparkles. I sparkle.
A match made in heaven!
Soren, they-they’re right in front of you!!
Is this the amount of effort you put into protecting your kingdom? When it is at the brink of freaking war?! Forget the moonshadow elves, you’re the biggest threat to Katolis’ safety…
God, I’m getting a headache.
I hope your father is a bit...brighter or I might have to let the elves and dragons win this thing.
[“You lied to me!”]
Ohhhhh, he’s so fierce when he’s angry…
I would never lie to you! *hums*
 Well, because I can’t lie. Which is very annoying sometimes…
[“Runaan, I’m sorry!”]
Something tells me that this won’t convince him.
[“You let him live but you’ve killed us all!”]
Whoa, Runaan, calm down. She’s a kid. I’m sure that’s not very good for her mental well-being. Cut her some slack.
If this was so important then maybe you should have taken out that soldier yourself. Didn’t occur to you back then? Nope, I don’t think so. Don’t blame her now because you were so bad at planning ahead.
*Shakes his head*
Moonshadow assassin leaders…
 Oh, that was it? Already?
That was…surprisingly fun. Not the soul-crushing existential crisis I was anticipating.
What does it say here? Next episode in five seconds? Well, I won’t say no to that…
Maybe I should get myself something to eat…
*He gets up, humming cheerfully.*
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((OKAY DAMN!!!!!!!!!!! I SEE YALL!!!!!!!! MAKING ME DO GHETSIS !!!!!!! GOD))
FELLAS i decided I’m doing colress and n too bc I have a lot of fun ideas & all three of their redesigns go hand in hand hehe !!. but for the sake of not making a post that’s 85 miles long I’m doing separate posts for thems. also I stuck to only redesigning ghetsis’ bw2 outfit because it already succt the life out of me to redesign one whole ghetsis I can’t do another one
I was too lazy to draw a closeup but he has a scar running up and down the right side of his face & a split upper lip from where it intersects with his mouth because gamefreak where some bitches for not giving him cool battle scars
a fav aspect of bw2 ghetsis is how much pressure hes under and how he handles it with his instabilities. so his design reflects that somewhat by havin extra sunken raccoon eyes and wild & fluffy split ended hair . wake up hustlers let’s get this bread no days off I guess. 
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I’ve always LOVED the medieval theme plasma had in bw1 , so I was a little sad when neo plasma drifted away from it .. so I based his look off a scary mage or a wizard . ghetsis is not done larping yet 
((another thing ive always thought was clever was aligning plasma to a chess motif (the black and white theme even fits!). so ghetsis is very loosely based off the king piece, and just a king in general. like hes rlly going for this ruler of unova thing okay wig))
his cane is now a big gandalf staff & its all bent and shitty at the bottom because he slams it into the ground so much (& also has arceus symbolism because i love arceus and i said so)
that clunky armor of his is hundreds of years old and part of a suit that one of his ancestors wore. It’s even complete with a badass hydreigon’s head style gautlet that colress modified to be a robotic prosthetic for him :,)
the way ghetsis hides his face menacingly is so important to me but I always thought his cone of shame looked goofy,, so he gets a scary sith lord hood instead. his cloak is also more of a toga or a cape that he wraps around his shoulders.. to replace his snuggie he has a security blanket :-)
speaking of his cloak chief .... ima be real with you, peta was onto something with that one flash game. u know the one. so his cloak pattern is a nod to that with the various adorable pokemon pelts sewn into it complete with expressions of frozen agony. see if you can identify a familiar face in there.........
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((i also played around with the idea of making his cane a sword instead but u know hes too old and crusty to actually swordfight without throwing his back out))
in conclusion neo ghetsis is a skeleton warlock who probably casts fireball spells w his staff & crazy shit like that. very regal very refined but also severely needs his xanax. a friend told me i made him look like a sexy barbarian king that poses on a rock with a beautiful woman clutching his leg and im really sorry if thats true because he doesn’t deserve it
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arodrwho · 5 years
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i am Ready
o shit i forgot there’s a guest this week!! guest!!!!!!!!!!! hello!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
sponsORS pls give the ad right now immediately
do not say jif. do not the do that.
oh god
this is delightful but also i can’t. live with . the thiS
i’m dying
i have a 2ndhand embarrassment but i love so much about this
the rook and the rayven...yesse......
nott i lov eyou so much
oHO in halfling
“we’re the [calm] ones” oh god
“we’re saying our daily prayers”
“do we kill ‘em?” “who, fjord? he hasn’t done anything!!” nott i love you.
“isolate. contain. KILL” nott i love you so much.
iT’S THE GUEST HELO
HOW ARE THE UUUUU
who & what are u pls tell me all the thinges
tiny little gnome girl!!! sticks in ur hair!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! necklaces!!! soot!!!!!!! chocolate smeared on ur face!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
“jester! jester! fjord said to contain! get down!!!!” nott i fuckign love you you’re so goddamn good
“i mean she’s so cute !! how can i do that to you i’m so sorry”
“okay okay okay who the fuck are you though”
wHO is in ur cloak
“i’m twiggy” gosh “and i’m trixie” what.
this is the most adorable....of all guest characters.................
tRIXIE IS A SQUIRREL!!!
“i pull out my little rabbit’s foot. ‘i have this!!’“ i love her..
nott will love u. u can be stealing buddies........
jester & u can be drawing buddies!!!!!
let caleb touch the sphere...let him licK it
he will b so interested
PARTLY MAGIC u seeeeee he will b interestededed
i appreciate the cool cool dramatic pause u did for matt to jump in w/Neat Descriptione
oHHHH mon E Y!!
flowWERS u will b yasha’s friend also
“marius. marius. please save me” beau i love u
“caleb is very smart and is good with magic” i love ur words abt caleb always
caleb cannot do words and i lvoe him for the this
he is bad at the wording
“i like her.” “she walks away” amazing
twiggy i love u. ur so good...
“port damali” gosh!! fjord!!!!
i’m so delighted!!!!!!!!!!!!
“tryin to get away from port damali!” “nope nope no parents” “you’re an orphan?” “oh they died a while ago” “...orphan for a while?” “yep!!” twiggy i love u & also fjord are u having any emotions? about this? are u feelin any Extra Kinship?
hm that was an aboutface after that whisper? what did u sayYYY
“i don’t trust squirrels they’re treerats” incredible
identify...failed ?
?????????
“sir catigan” “that is a good name” is it bc it sounds like it has “cat” in it. caleb. caleb. answer the question caleb.
“ja, i’m not a happy guy” lmao
“ha ho. hehe....” caleb that was just awful please do not
“what about kiri” i could wrap my head around, but why “what about nott”? nott can take care of herself? she is not a child? caleb what are u implying/getting at i don’t. know
the “ball-eater” FUC K
natural. 20. to change the name to the ball-eater
“you do have an air of authority. i mean you do. right now i’m feeling really awkward about this conversation” “it takes 2 to tango my palms are sweating” “that’s. that really makes me feel, i’m gonna disengage from this conversation” hey. hey nice
“how long has she been doing that?” “far too long” god i love orly
“welcome. to the mighty, nein” i love u caleb
“the second suggestion is that you should meet my cat frumpkin” i love you so much. you are so good. you are my favorite. nott is my favorite but you also are my favorite
“i scarcely know what to do with you” i love you. i love you.
“the third suggestion--and i cast suggestion” OH NO. oh no. oh no.
“ha. oh. how bout u sit next to me” o poor caleb
“the neatest. do you have anything that is harmful, or just those 2 things and the puzzle ball” caleb u are so awkward & i love you. but u should not have used that spell that was so rude
the apology was nice tho
“i tell him to do a blep” that is so cute
“i know that trick! and i give u a high five” gosh. i love,
“i am sorry that i used arcane trickery on you. may i borrow the happy fun ball please” caleb oh my god
the ANT STORY
i love,,, so much,
“well that sounds fun i like friends!” “i do too” i’m sad :(
poor cayleb this little one is Very TOuchy
are u the ok
“thank u” “thank u for letting me play with ur cat” “..u get the whole day” “and u get to play with the fun ball of tricks” :D
“i am not putting my cat in there” goodgood
“i put the tip of my finger in the hole” o goodness.. o he’s ok!!
..what. goodbye strange hole
helo strange hole
zemnian??
what a tragical backstory :(
oHHHHH she done it!!!
NO u cannot go to break THERE that is so RUDE
ooohohohoho noice
o poor yasha all olone
2 corpses. that’s lovely & not frightening at all
“are we being replaced??” hi i love u guys
“let’s kill her!!!!” nott i love how murder is ur solution to everything that is very good that is an endearing character trait
not least bc i also do the thing of “minor inconvenience?? i am going to Eat The Obstacle!! even And Especially If Said Obstacle Is A Person,”
vertigo????????
nat 20 hot diggity dango
extraplanar? n e a  t
how straynge
bookes!!
“nosebleed” lmao
mimic!!!!
scary doll. creepy hair. creeeeeeeeeepy
spell equations............ excite!!
deske
eat its contentse
“not me not me not me i’m staying with caleb until the bitter end”
o caleb
“i walk to that shelf over there” caleb oh my god.
it’s like the greatest day of ur whole life but also u need to go help the rest of the pARTY caleb
ur trying aNOTHER one??
nott oh my god. i love you
“after you” “i. i can’t reach” i loVE HER.
it is impossible not to love her
an orbe
fjord pls don’t vjore the orb
dragone
dragONNE
fjorD
“the way is shut to you” wat.
“i....apologize..” fjord i fucking love you.
“if u would simply point to the exit i would be mmmmmost obliged” fjor.d i love. yo u
o dear o boy o fuck u know what i meane
o shit o fuck o dude o boy o fuck
“what else have those grubby hands touched. i like to know the flavors to expect” “i do have a very salty variety” lmfao
poor fjord
u are going to die from dragonne byte.......
and he sends me food & gifts? hm
“big enough to eat him” ?????
“if this guy’s left u high and dry, maybe i could offer my services” o dear
--nnnnnnnope
fjordo is goinG to die-o
dragon dragon dragon show the dragonne
show me the boY!!
Where! Is! The! Boy!!
hello!!!
blynke. what a handye spelle
stab stab stab dragon. stabb.
fire elemental........
yasha is missing All of the stuff
beep beep i’m not paying Very much attention but helo caduceus i love u
why is everyone fucKING vanishing
from beau’s perspective this must be so stressful & such bullshit
“have i learned--did i learn anything??” i don’t kNOW FJORD HAVE U???
--u have!!
amazin attempt w/the disguise there
“i’m going to cast polymorph on the dragon” oh pls oh pls oh pls oHHHHHHHHHHHHHH thank u for that BANE
make him sth CUTE
a crimson weasel. of cours e
pls let this work.
1 point of damage oh no oh no oh no oh no oh no not the fucking fire elemental oh no
fuck. fuck. fuck. fuck.
that would’ve been so good
goddammiT
please do not eat jester
please i love her
blease i am so scared
crystal???????
lm a o
jester pleas e
oh no. oh no. oh no
“all alone” that is the saddest thing i have ever heard her say
oh god. the room looks empT Y
“we’re running. it’s bad.” caduceus i love you
it’s blinded? noice
yeahhh go nott
hey fuck what did caleb even do i wasn’t paying attention. REWIND.
caleb..........runs....
but did he TOUCH the sphere? aw he did. rude. rude. rude. rude rude rude fuck rude
OH GOODIE GOODJOB JESTER U LIVE!!
“don’t worry. i’m watching” thANK YOU. thank u thank u thank u that makes. the earlier bit slightly less awful thank u
please. please do not kill jester. please
NATURAL 20!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
pls be enough pls be enough i was so hoping i was so so so sososososo hoping that the guest would get the big kill bc that is always Very Nice plS BE     E NOU  GH
Y E A   HH
oh FCUk yes. fuCk yes. fuck yes
TINY GNOME GIRL KILLS THE DRAGON. DELIGHTFUL!!
that was so completely very fucking terrible
Y EA  H u got a dingdang TOOTH i am so proud of the u
“i think it worked. i’m gonna take it back now” hot diggity dango
“we’ve been waitin here for like 7 days” oh fuckin shit
“our repairs finished like a day ago” holy SHIT
that is fucking incredible.
caleb sounds so tired
“how are you feeling?” “i walk off” “if you stick around i’m gonna help i’m. doing a thing” “already gone”
someone hug a caleb. must have felt real real real real real bad when he touched the sphere and then realized jester & them were actually still in there
“thanks twiggy. i’m sorry i found your....cuteness alarming” aww
“jester are you alright?” “oh yeah of course i’m fine” “you’re a really bad liar” “i’m a really good liar”
“are you okay?” “would you jump up here?” hey. hey u can’t do this to me
u can’t do this to me
“we still have books to go through” “i’ll look at those tomorrow. let’s get some sleep”
u can’t. do this. to m e
“i don’t even know what any of it meant” h hh h
“i’m gonna stay up. i don’t feel like sleeping just yet” hey. is beau okay
hey caduceus
“how are you?” “weirdly i think i’m great” ??? “oddly i feel okay too” “yeah i know” “is that wrong of me?” “no” “i feel like everyone else feels so terribly” “in the morning we’re gonna take care of everyone comfort them feed them. it’s our job to feel good for them”
“i think i feel the most comfortable when things are a fraction away from going terribly wrong” hm
“you did good” “so did you”
hey. hey i love this
why are they so good.
i am not crying it is u who are the crying. u. urself. with ur face. not mine. how dare u imply otherwise.
god diddly fuckiGN dang
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