2 and 4!!! Also curious about 8 for Kisaki and Tagashei since they're dads 🥺👉👈
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2. Which OC brags about a nickname they've been given?
Demi and Pea I think?? "Pea" isn't his real name, that just what his parents call him, but he absolutely loves it and always introduces himself as such!
For Demi though, his real "name" was the name of the fungus, but Sophia started calling him Demi after he started to, much to her annoyance, respond to "Subject D3M-1". She didn't want him listen in on any operations they'd be doing on him since he's either lash out or just not cooperate, so they had to switch up the name.. but he really likes being called Demiascareous (❁´◡`❁)
Not really bragging themselves, but Kisaki was all over the news referring to Tagashei as the "Mad Rabbit", he thought it was so fun and threatening!
2a. What do they find brag-worthy about it?
Pea thinks it's cute, and because his parents keep saying he's the cutest, he just stomps around the lab announcing that.. he is just a baby.
Demi never really gets over his god complex, so having a fancy name just fuels his ego more than it should...
4. Which OC gave themselves a new name at some point in their life?
Ohhhh Kisaki actually! I don't actually have his previous name figured out but it isn't important to his story or the character, he doesn't need people to know what it was anyway, he just says that person doesn't exist anymore.. which is kind of true in a way, he used to be completely different!
I guess Galvarium counts too?? She didn't have a name before connecting with Pandora, actually it was Pandora that gave her the name! This was after Galvarium got an understanding on humanity of course.
Fate wasn't always his name, he had a regular name when he was a simple mathematician! He changed his name after he became an angel, and the name stuck when he was sent to Limbo
4a. Was there anything that drew them to choosing that specific name?
For Kisaki, he kind of just went with it.. he was never too concerned about his identity as an individual, so he picked it and stuck with it!
Pandora suggested something pretty to Lady G, and since Galvarium only ever understood the world through Pandora at that point, she liked it!
Fate changed his name to that since.. he manipulates fates. And he's a very straightforward "person", so of course he went with something simple.
8. If asked to make up a bedtime story, what would your OC come up with?
Oh god okay Kisaki and Tagashei try their best at parenting but they do things very different from the conventional parenting.. ie, "teach Alice how to isolate metals and then weld them into an axe at the age of 5" or something unsafe. Anyway!
Tagashei would make his stories way too violent (probably), he'd most likely make up a story about someone kicking his aggressors into a raging fire or whatever then going home to sleep knowing that they are no longer an issue. Oh god or he's tell the Mad Rabbit origin story and freak her out.. that or if he tells it enough she gives him the "dad I want a real story >:("
Kisaki, on the other hand, would just recite lab procedures, or go off about any theories or experiments he wants to try.. science stuff!
I do think though, both of them would make up some story of a family being reunited, being safe and happy.. it's what both of them really want and are trying to achieve, and they'd want Alice to feel safe and not worry about all the things that are happening ╯︿╰
Thank you for the ask, these were super fun!! Made me think about them in a way I haven't before (~ ̄▽ ̄)~
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Wrote a short little thing about Sophia and Demi.. Had to change some things about their story, such as Demi being unaware that he is a fungus, I felt it worked better for his god complex if he was aware that he was this dangerous fungus (❁´◡`❁)
Anyway!
This takes place a while after Demi is aware of his new state, so he’s a lot calmer and more in tune with human emotions (sort of)! Hope it’s a fun read!
Please ignore any typos, I’m too tired to edit..
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“Quite the peculiar human, she is…“ He hummed, gently stroking his feathered wings, “I will ask her the most pleasant of inquiries, yet receive nothing in response.”
“M-my apologies Mr. Excleorn, sir… Dr. Synthaelda is…"
Demiascareous chuckled, “now now, I understand. She is a solitary woman.”
“Ha… y-yeah…” the worker scurried out the door, leaving Demi alone.
“Well,” Demi softly brushed his levitating hand across his feathered hair, “how disappointing. Seems as though I am not a fit conversation partner.” He shook his head, spores fluttering gently around him, “no matter, there is always the next visitor.”
He folded his uppermost set of arms neatly in front of him, staring intensely at the door. Demi waited, form unwavering. Having no concept of time, Demi remained still for hours.
“Heart rate is 37 bpm, just lower than the average heart rate of a sleeping person. Though, you are hardly human, I suppose that isn’t compatible.”
Demi jerked his head, swiftly twisting his form around.
“And now it’s 98 bpm. Interesting.”
“Haven’t the decency to come in through the main door?” Demi scoffed, irritated by his moment of vulnerability.
“No.”
Demi shook his head, turning away.
“They told me you were in such a good mood a few hours ago. Are you upset that I’m standing above you? Oh, the mighty god of lies is beneath a mere human? The tragedy of it all.”
“Sophia, don’t be so ridiculous, I am only-“
“I don’t believe we are on first name basis,” Sophia spat, “listen to me, if your existence wasn’t so incredible, I’d pull the plug on you right now. Lose the attitude.”
Demi moved to face her again, “I did not ask to be ripped from the Earth. I did not ask to be contained in this form. I did not ask to receive the means to communicate with humans. You and your followers disturbed my peace, yet you expect me to respect you?” He slammed a hand on the platform below him, “I was once deemed the largest threat to mankind. Now what? You’ve imprisoned me in this form, all for your own-“
“Have you forgotten about the amount of workers you’ve infected here? I owe you no respect whatsoever, yet I do. It’s only fair that you give me the same.”
Demi straightened his posture, “excuse me?”
“A fungal sample labeled D3M-1 was obtained from the mounds of mushrooms which covered this place. Its behaviour was immaculate. Seemingly mindless yet extremely intelligent all at once. So fixated on its goal that it hardly needed to think, adapt.” Sophia pulled down on a lever, releasing the massive IVs from Demi’s form, “this specimen was extraordinary. I became obsessed. I spent countless hours studying this fungus, it’s properties, it’s past. This sample, this fungus, was extremely dangerous, able to plant itself in the mind of the living to achieve its goal.”
Demi tilted his head, “and yet you’d be so foolish enough to tamper with me?”
“Yes. That’s the life of science. My extensive studies have allowed me to develop an antibody which counteracts your… infectious spores.”
Demi moved his face closer to Sophia, “that is all fine I suppose, however, explain to me why-”
“You are still aware of your time as an organism living in the Earth. It just so happened that the sample I took from that cluster was the main source of it all…” Sophia gestured to the orange mushrooms that had begun to climb the walls, “therefore, you are the one who dictates where to spread your… well, you.” She narrowed her eyes at him, “now stop growing mushrooms in this facility. I didn’t pick you so you could make a garden out of this laboratory. ”
Demi simply started at her for a moment, finally swatting away any extra spores which fluttered around. “You certainly love to interrupt me,” he said.
“You no longer need to be hooked up to all this machinery,” Sophia hummed, disregarding his statement as she reeled in the IV tubes, “however, if you do leave this facility, do not leave the island. The last thing I need is the higher ups knowing about your existence.”
“Soph- ah, Dr. Synthaelda… I suppose I should thank you for what you have given me.”
Sophia sighed, “and now you’re getting soft…”
“Would you rather I continue to snap at you, then?”
Sophia rolled her eyes, “you’re only a little less annoying than before,” she moved closer, placing her hands on the railing, “still, I would say this experiment is a resounding success. I sincerely hope you are able to learn more with this new form of existence.” She spun around, stepping towards the exit, “good day to you, Mr. Excleorn.”
Demi watched her carefully as the door closed, shaking his head once she was out of sight, “I have a feeling she still isn’t too fond of me…” His shoulders dropped, “though... why do I suddenly seem to care?”
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“Dr. Synthaelda, we have-“
“Please, not now.”
“But Doctor, this is an urgent matter, we need you-“
“Can’t you see I’m in the middle of something?” Sophia spat, tossing her tools aside to face the worker, “out with it.”
“Subject D3M-1 is gone.”
Sophia rolled her eyes, “yes, I told him he was allowed outside for a moment.”
“N-no, we mean he’s gone, missing, we can’t find him anywhere! There are no traces of the roof being opened, we don’t understand how he could’ve gotten out…”
“What?”
“There are no traces of him leaving or breaking out of the facility-“
Sophia threw off her gloves, grabbing a nearby microphone, “Motherboard, initiate lockdown now and scan the premises for Subject D3M-1.”
“Attention all personnel. Please be advised there is a lockdown in effect. Subject D3M-1 of containment 0 has escaped, remain in your current location until you are notified that it is safe to move.”
Sophia sighed, “what an absolute pain,” she turned to the worker, “go to the lounge and stay there, if you happen to see anyone infected, you know the protocol.”
The worker nodded, “y-yes Doctor!” She then scurried off.
Sophia turned back to the nearby computer, typing furiously. Her eyes flicked from each screen to the next, studying them closely.
“There are no traces Subject D3M-1 outside the facility. There are minor detections inside operating room 0-A. Shall I initiate extermination protocol?”
“No, just keep the doors locked until I get there. Let me know if he moves again.”
“Very well, Doctor Synthaelda.”
Sophia removed the large syringe from her hostler, cautiously making her way to the operating room. She placed a hand on the biometric door lock, awaiting for it to open.
“Seems as though I have some more studying to do,” Sophia said, slowly entering the room with the syringe in hand, “Mr. Excleorn, please explain to me how you, a forty meter tall entity, managed to get into this room and not destroy everything?”
“Ah, Doctor, would you be willing to lower the syringe first?”
“No,” Sophia scoffed, “now come out.”
“Very well… I can assure you that I will not-“
“Shut your trap and show yourself.”
Sophia eyed the cabinets which the voice sounded from, keeping her weapon still as a figure slowly peered out from behind.
“What the fuck.”
Sophia stomped over to the figure, viciously pointing the needle tip towards his face.
“Peculiar, isn’t it?”
Sophia simply started at the now-human man. It was undeniably Demi; his hair mimicked the colours of his head feathers, his eyes gave the same demeaning stare, his voice, while no longer echoing with each word, resembled the more masculine voice of the tall entity. His skin, while far less grey, still resembled dusted stone. The once divine entity now appeared as a simple old man, fragile form wrapped haphazardly in a spare lab coat.
Sophia’s eyes flicked to the hand he held up in defence, noting the eye shaped marking in his palm. Sighing aggressively sighed, putting away her large syringe, turning away from Demi. “Get up, sit on that operating table,” she demanded, swiftly organizing scalpels. She grabbed a microphone, “Motherboard, lift the lockdown. Notify everyone to avoid operating room 0-A.”
Sophia tuned out the announcement which followed, focusing only on the tools in front of her. She moved the tray closer to the operating table, where Demi was now sitting, his hands folded neatly in his lap. She stared at him for a moment, then abruptly threw herself into a nearby swivel chair.
“Before I start dissecting you,” she spat, “tell me how you’ve changed your form.”
“Ah… you see, I’m not so sure myself.” Demi smiled, “I was hoping you’d find the answer.”
Sophia sighed, standing back up. Grabbing a pair of scissors, she carefully cut strands of hair from Demi’s head. Without a word, she carried them carefully to the opposite side of the room. After preparing an analyzing solution, she dipped the hair samples, placing them in a machine to finishing the analyzing.
“Such wonderful technique…” Demi laughed, “you’re very talented.”
Sophia jerked her head at him, narrowing her eyes, “shut up.”
Demi dropped his smile, shaking his head, “come now Dr. Synthaelda, I went through all this effort so I could learn more. That is what you wanted, correct?”
“So you do know how you managed this.”
Demi, now realizing his slip up, shook his head again, “no no, my apologizes… yes I intended to obtain a human state, however I am unsure as to how it worked…”
Sophia simply stared at him, “right, sure…” she turned back to the machine, “ah, okay. You don’t have real hair, it’s some form of mycelium, or at least a structure very similar… though it is incredibly strong compared to real mycelium. I’ll have to run more tests.”
Demi nodded, “I’ll assume my skin isn’t real skin either, then? Perhaps something similar to the skin on those mushrooms? It does make sense given how, at least I would assume, my new state of existence isn’t so different from the little mushrooms I used to sprout.”
Sophia slowly turned to Demi, confusion in her stare, “now where did you learn to make such a hypothesis? Albeit it is quite a simple one, but still.” She moved closer to him, “you, being a clueless entity in terms of the world of science. You don’t even have a brain… how?”
Demi grinned, “I just listened to what you had to say. Overtime, I started to piece together what you and the other lab workers have said… it all started making sense.”
Sophia grabbed his shoulders. For once, her eyes were vacant of anger, replaced with wonder. “Tell me what else you’ve learned.”
Demi, caught off guard by her sudden closeness, “well… you’ve been measuring my heart rate, however… I wouldn’t have blood, correct? Of course that doesn’t mean I don’t have some sort of blood substitute which would need a pumping mechanism…”
Sophia stood up, staring beyond Demi.
“Doctor…?”
“I… I did it. It worked.” She suddenly held onto Demi’s shoulder’s again, “I was right. I…” her hands began to tremble, her eyes filled with tears.
Demi, alarmed at her sudden vulnerability, held onto her, “Doctor, what’re you doing…”
Sophia couldn’t help but laugh slightly, “it’s called crying, Demi,” she stood up, wiping her eyes, “you’ll learn about that and so much more.”
Demi blinked, his eyes lighting up, “I’m certainly looking forward to it.”
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